Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Beginning of the Edge
", it's another sword, who is this strong woman? What man can hold her? Seeing Li Qingmo kill one enemy after another, several men who had a good impression of her before outside the formation were inexplicably frightened.
"It doesn't matter whose family it is, what matters is that she is to my liking." The first moment Murong Ze saw Li Qingmo, he was interested in her, but because the two were far apart, there were several flower messengers around her, so they didn't get close to them, so they didn't know that Li Qingmo was already famous.
"Hmph, you only cared about looking at the beauty just now, people have long been famous, wait until you can beat his husband!" Bai Yifeng, a friend standing next to him, couldn't help but splash him with cold water, pointed to Xu Xingao, who was sitting upright on the ground in the formation, fiddling with a sheepskin roll, and signaled, this is her husband.
"Huh? Are they husband and wife? Sure enough, like things gather, it's not a family that doesn't enter the door. Murong Ze was shocked, looking at this evil god who was several times stronger than a strong woman, and even his neck stiffened.
And Murong Yanran, who was standing next to him, was even more pale at this time, and even her brother didn't dare to provoke people, why couldn't she think about it before, why did she die and make it up? Fortunately, it was stopped in time just now, otherwise, I would have waited for the two of them to come out later, and it would be time for the two of them to be slapped in the face together. Murong Yanran secretly congratulated herself on her usual code of conduct and never seduced a married man.
On the other side, several worldly monks sitting on the top seat had gloomy faces that they could drip water, they never thought that the Xu family would be so strong, and the six people who entered the formation were all above the foundation building period, and moreover, Xu Xingshuang and Li Qingmao, who arranged the formation and trapped these seven foundation building demon cultivators, may already be in the Jindan period.
Yuan Infant Period, can attract the energy of heaven and earth for their own use, a look of coercion, can make people bow down, they can't sense the coercion of the Yuan Infant Period, of course, they have not seen the Yuan Infant Period, not even the Jindan Period, but their master, but the foundation of the Great Perfection peak cultivation. Based on the feeling, the cultivation of the two is definitely below the Yuanying, and only Song Lang would be so blind, suspecting that Li Qingmiao is the old monster of the Yuanying.
However, the two of them give people the feeling that they are more mysterious and profound than their own masters, and their energy is introverted. They must have broken through the foundation building period and entered Jindan. Otherwise, how could it be as simple as chopping melons and vegetables for them to kill the demon cultivators in the late stage of foundation building? One sword to get the demon cultivator done? This is the difference between heaven and earth across a great realm.
And Song Lang took a deep breath, it's a pity that it's not the Yuan Infant Period, but the Jindan Period is enough to choke, because the Yuan Infant Period is already powerful and won't take care of too many worldly chores. But the Jindan period is different, and when they will negotiate, they will definitely not be able to take advantage of the slightest advantage, their cultivation realm is two realms higher than their own side, and their own side only has the share of bowing down to their subordinates.
Yuan Rongyi stared closely at Xu Xingshuang's back in the formation, and the resentment in his eyes was already like a quenched knife, eager to shoot out, and put Xu Xingshuang to death with a knife.
Her murderous intent was felt even by Lin Zhenqing, Luo Luo and others next to her, not to mention the Xu family and the Li family Zhuji monks who were present. It's just that they are very puzzled, Emei sent such a stupid representative this time, are they really no one? Her own cultivation is not enough, and she doesn't know how stupid she should be to hide her evil intentions, but she tells others with a big grin that she has intentions against that person?
If Yuan Rongyi knew Lin Zhenqing's thoughts, she would definitely shout that she was wronged, and she didn't know that the killing intent in her heart would be infinitely magnified, so that in the end, she couldn't control it and became more and more turbulent.
Li Zhihua and Xu Zheng glanced at each other, and secretly sighed that the character test formation that shrouded the banquet hall worked, it seems that this Emei female cultivator can't stay, such a strong killing intent, although I don't know which person in the formation she is targeting in the small space, but they are all their own close relatives, how can an outsider be bullied? Let alone leave a hidden danger of chaos and let her have the opportunity to hurt her family.
Half an hour has passed, and the seven foundation-building demon cultivators in the formation have been killed to the point that only one remains, and this tenacious mid-foundation building demon cultivator is none other than Xu Xinghua, who had fought quite fiercely with Xu Xinghao.
Xu Xinghao entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the same batch as Xu Qitu last night, accepted the inheritance of the wind attribute, and changed his cultivation to the qigong method "Wind God Formula", due to the tight time, he has not yet cultivated the "Star Sword Spectrum", so he is using a spell at this time.
Even if it is a competition of spells, every time Xu Xinghao releases a spell, the spiritual power consumed is much less than that of Xu Xinghua. Because Xu Xinghao has been cultivating in an environment where his spiritual energy is depleted all the year round, his degree of cherishing and controlling the use of his spiritual power is deeper than Xu Xinghua's. The meridians in the body have been tempered for many years, and they are at least twice as wide as ordinary people, and the amount of spiritual power stored in the dantian is three times that of ordinary foundation building monks.
Although he has just built a foundation and his foundation is not yet stable, he has a mid-stage foundation cultivation that Xu Xinghua has relied on to cultivate, because Xu Xinghua also has a loose foundation and chaotic spiritual power, Xu Xinghao has completely completed a spell second. It's just that Xu Xinghao has the intention of practicing magic with Xu Xinghua, so he has delayed it for so long.
Therefore, when Xu Xinghua in the middle stage of foundation building exhausted his spiritual power, his face was as pale as a dog, and his whole body was weak and weak, Xu Xinghao in the early stage of foundation building was still like a nobody, his face was ruddy, and his complexion was as usual.
"You・・・・・・ you are not a person who has just built a foundation at all・・・・・・ "The monk who has just built a foundation is not yet stable, and it is impossible to control the spiritual power so precisely, just like a meter, using every bit of spiritual power just right, and the power of the spell he released is even more powerful than his own spell in the middle stage of foundation building.
"Whether it has just been built or not, it doesn't matter, I still have something to do, I won't play with you, goodbye・・・・・・" Xu Xinghao felt that his cultivation, with this battle, had gradually stabilized, and he pinched a trick casually, and in an instant, a storm enveloped Xu Xinghua's body, and the extremely tyrannical hurricane, countless wind blades swarmed towards Xu Xinghua, strangled Xu Xinghua's flesh and blood into pieces, and even his soul was shattered into dots of black fragments.
Seeing this, Xu Xinghao's wind spiritual power in his body was converted into fire spiritual power, and with one move, the sea of fire filled the sky, calcining Xu Xinghua's black fragments until they became transparent, until they became energy, dissipated in the formation, and entered the inner circulation of the formation.
At this time, Li Qingmiao looked at the jade talisman in his hand, and the seven dots on it had completely lit up, indicating that the seven foundation-building period demon cultivators in the formation had all been killed. Immediately, the ten fingers flew and made a handprint that unlocked the Sumeru formation. Ten breaths later, the five people who were waiting to come out of the formation disappeared into the small space together with Li Qingmiao, and the seven small spaces formed by the Sumeru formation also collapsed immediately, and the binding array that had trapped the seven foundation building demon cultivators had long since disappeared.
Li Qingmo and the other six people appeared in the same place, occupying a corner of the banquet hall, and there were no traces of the battle on the carpet where they were standing, not even the corpses or bloodstains of the seven foundation building periods, just like those seven people had never appeared.
Everyone looked at this magical scene, and couldn't help but shudder, such a powerful existence was erased in this way, in this world, there is not even a trace of existence, these six people, what a terrible existence should be?!
At this time, some of the children of the family who were watching around the formation before were trembling excitedly and gave way, and lined up a passage leading to the upper seat, and the six of them walked slowly from this passage to the upper seat of the banquet hall, where Xu Qitu and the others were.
"Grandpa Xu, fortunately not dishonored!" Li Qingmo smiled playfully at Xu Qitu.
"Good, good, good, hahaha・・・・・・" three good words in a row express Xu Qitu's mood at this time. Looking at the outstanding performance of the six people, even Xu Xinghao, who was the one with the largest gap in cultivation, was not injured in the slightest, Xu Qitu looked at the eyes of the six people, and he was more gentle.
After the six of them found a good place to sit down, the other children of the family and celebrities also returned to their previous positions, sat down, and no longer lost their previous impetuousness, but all became serious and cautious.