"Uncle Shi?" looked at Bai Mei with complicated eyes, and Ma Sui was very surprised by this uncle who suddenly appeared.

You must know that his master is a saint, and there is only one teacher of a saint, and that is the Dao Ancestor who sits in the Zixiao Palace.

This junior doesn't seem to be special, how can he be a disciple of a dignified Taoist ancestor, a junior disciple of his master?

Seeing the suspicion in Ma Sui's heart, Bai Mei stepped forward, and the mighty sword dao holy power unfolded, countless sword shadows appeared between heaven and earth, flying and shuttling, and the ancient killing aura surged, making heaven and earth change color, and the sun and moon dodged.

Bai Mei's hand was used, how could Ma Sui not understand, the Dao robe around his body hunted, inciting the strong cultivation in his body, and in an instant, the same huge aura rose on his body, colliding with Bai Mei's breath.

Bai Mei and Ma Sui exchanged hands, and the Tongtian Sect Master silently retreated, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ma Sui called himself an idiot, and he could be said to be proficient in almost all the spells of the Shangqing system.

Here, Bai Mei handed over his hand for the sake of this only second-generation disciple, and Ma Sui didn't care about this uncle at all, and raised his hand to be the strongest few divine channel methods in Biyou Palace.

Shangqing Divine Light, Shangqing Divine Thunder, Nine Turns Mengshen Dafa, Jinyang Immortal Jue, Qiluo Mantra, Youlong Cold Flame, Xuanxuan Heavenly Elephant Spirit Divine Power......

The overwhelming divine passage method fell like rain, and Ma Sui's mana was profound, and the realm was extremely high.

The dazzling, sun-and-moonlight divine power bombarded the three feet in front of Bai Mei's body, and he was strangled by a long sword.

Ma Sui is proficient in the ten thousand laws of the Qing Dynasty and walks broadly;

Bai Mei cultivates the three ways of sword, array, and killing alone, and walks deeply!

The two fought each other, and the fight was turned upside down, the sun and the moon were gone, the mountains were razed to the ground, and the lakes were bombed into big craters.

A blow of ice and cold light flung on Bai Mei's back, and the horse was like the wind, silently using the method of divine wind, and dodged the sky-breaking sword that Bai Mei turned over.

"I know who you are, your kendo cultivation is so profound, you are the white eyebrows that the master often talks about. The reincarnation of the Immortal Array Instrument Spirit!"

After some fighting, Bai Mei and Ma Sui were not injured, but the Dao robe on Ma Sui's body was cut by Bai Mei's sword qi countless holes, and it became like a beggar.

"This sword is so domineering. Looking down at the messy robe that had been cut open, Ma Sui smacked his tongue. Although the Dao robe on his body was not a top-level defensive spirit treasure, it was also refined by collecting a lot of heaven and earth spirit materials.

Bai Mei's sword qi just rubbed on it, and it didn't hit it head-on, and it was able to damage this Dao robe like this, which shows the depth of his kendo realm.

"In that case......

Seeing the vast sword path of Bai Mei, the corners of Ma Sui's mouth raised, and he suddenly raised a finger and began to point at Bai Mei and scold.

looked at Ma Sui, who was full of black lines, and his white eyebrows were confused, what does this mean, changed to a war of words?

But soon Bai Mei realized that Ma Sui's scolding didn't seem to be so simple.

His limbs sank, his thinking slowed down, and as Ma Sui scolded, Bai Mei could feel a power in the dark, which was constantly restraining and weakening him.

Is this the power of the Way of Cursing?

Slightly stunned, the white eyebrows sighed secretly, three thousand avenues, forty-eight thousand trails, many of them have such mysterious and strange powers, which is difficult to prevent.

Ma Sui's curses became louder and louder, and finally even a hoarse howl, followed by three dark and foul-smelling clouds on the top of Bai Mei's head, and the sticky and disgusting substance continued to fall into the void above Bai Mei's head.

Bad luck?

Clearly feeling that the substance emitted by the thick cloud was weakening his luck, his white eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned snow-white, and the pillar of light that fell from the sky fell, condensing into a translucent snow-white Yuan Shen Sword in his palm!

As soon as the Yuan Shen Sword appeared, Ma Sui immediately shut up!

Good fellow, what a murderer.

Raising eyebrows and looking at the snow-white Yuan Shen Sword in Bai Mei's hand, Ma Sui put away the way of swearing, the Yuan Shen Sword is the sword of will, the heart sword, the best at tracing back to the original, if you continue to use the way of swearing, Bai Mei only needs to follow the curse clouds above his head, and a sword can be smashed into his mouth.

Carrying the snow-white Yuan Shen Sword step by step, every step Bai Mei took, and the horse pushed back a step.

As a second-generation disciple of the Interception Sect, how could Ma Sui not know the name of the Yuan Shen Sword.

Looking at the Yuan Shen Sword in Bai Mei's hand, he felt a deep chill like a waterfall falling, cold to the bone, heavy and thick.

Zigu stretched out his hand and took off the black gold iron hoop on his head, and Ma Sui said to Bai Mei: "If you can take my trick, I will recognize you as an uncle." ”

After looking at the golden hoop in Ma Sui's hand, Bai Mei's right hand was spread, and the Yuan Shen Sword suddenly dissipated.

"Yes, come on. ”

Ma Sui is nicknamed the Golden Hoop Immortal, which shows that most of his skills are on this black gold hoop.

This golden hoop seems to be unpretentious, without any treasure light, but in fact, the material itself is known as the material left over from refining the mixed yuan golden bucket.

There are thirty-six mystical immortal pots and seventy-two closed immortal recipes in the golden hoop.

Even if Da Luo Jin Immortal brings this golden hoop, he will not be able to move, at the mercy of others, and after a long time, he will even practice filial piety and turn into a mortal.

To put it simply, this golden hoop is a single-player version of the low-profile hybrid gold bucket.

Holding the golden hoop in his right hand, Ma Sui chanted words in his mouth, and prepared to hold the golden hoop and hit Bai Mei.

Looking at Ma Sui and urging the golden hoop, the white eyebrows were unmoved, as if he didn't care about the golden hoop at all.

"Golden Hoop Bundle Immortal!

After reciting the method of the imperial treasure, Ma Sui kept facing Bai Mei, and drank loudly, and the golden hoop in his hand suddenly turned into an extremely fast golden light and flew towards Bai Mei, and it fell on the top of Bai Mei's head.

With a happy look in his eyes, Ma Sui was proud in his heart, although his golden hoop was not as powerful as Sanxiao Niangniang's mixed yuan golden bucket in terms of overall power, but if it was a single person, the speed of the golden hoop would be faster and more unexpected.

When the golden light fell towards the top of his head, Bai Mei slowly raised his head, and at the same time, a chaotic-colored bead rose and flew out fiercely from the golden light turned by the golden hoop.

"This, this, this ......"

Watching his golden hoop fly out by a quaint-looking bead, Ma Sui looked incredulous, and hurriedly beckoned the golden hoop back.

Looking at the golden hoop that was knocked out of a crack with a painful face, Ma Sui gasped in pain, this golden hoop is the magic weapon of his life's double cultivation, he is careful and warm on weekdays, but now he has been knocked out of a crack, how can he not feel distressed.

However, the distress was distressed, and Ma Sui's eyes frequently fell on the bead on the top of Bai Mei's head.

This bead ......

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