Zangfeng Daoist stared at the woman's gray shadow with blazing eyes, a glimmer of light gradually brewed in his palm, and he secretly said in his heart: "Fang Cai's bone-chilling is only one-third of my internal strength, and now I use ten percent of the power of the qi vein, and the full strength of the qi vein person in the late stage of the qi realm, I want to see how you can resist!"

The bright light in the dark palm of the Zangfeng Daoist had already condensed into an air mass the size of a bowl, and it was emitted in an instant. The speed of the white air mass is extremely fast, and when it passes through the air, its body is also expanding more and more, it is the size of a bucket, and it is magnificent, as if it is not difficult to swallow this woman, Bei Mingxuan.

The gray-clad woman with long hair and blurred eyes looked at Bei Mingxuan sluggishly, without any emotion of clarity, and her face stained with a lot of mud did not have any expression, as if from the beginning, there was no expression, and there was no joy and anger that an ordinary person should have. Wait quietly for his answer.

In the panic, the curiosity had already occupied Bei Mingxuan's entire mind, who was the peerless master who did not have any qi vein characteristics?

In an instant, an outrageously strong aura approached, and the huge white light was extremely dazzling. Zang Feng sent a devastating blow that had already traveled less than a foot behind the mysterious woman, "Be careful!"

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Bei Mingxuan would never have believed that there were such terrifying people in the world.

The moment the white air mass touched her body, the woman turned her head slightly. Bai Mang, which had risen to the size of a room and contained the internal power of the Qi Qi veins of the Tibetan Feng Dao, was actually thrown aside by the woman!

With a loud bang from the top of Guyue Mountain, the woman turned around, and her eyes fell on the Zangfeng Daoist through the gap in the hair curtain. Without the resentment, anger, if there is any expression, it may be an indescribable bewilderment.

Zhang Xiaoqi, who had blood stains left at the corner of his mouth, witnessed the woman easily defuse Zang Feng's full force blow, and was shocked, "Master, this ......"

"How is it possible, she doesn't have any qi veins on her body, that's my ten percent skill, she blocked it with one hand, and her complexion didn't change at all, and her breathing was orderly!" Zangfeng Daoren's sideburns were already oozing out in cold sweat, and the sharp light fell to the side that had already been bombarded by his own qi and light beyond recognition, the rubble was rolling in the clearing, and the deep old eyes fell on the woman in gray again, and the sharp gaze carefully looked at the mysterious woman.

"It stands to reason that such a terrifying master with extremely terrifying strength should have already been famous all over the world, but I have lived for more than 80 years, but I have never heard of it, her strength is absolutely easy to deal with me, while she is not angry now, it is better to slip away. The enmity of these two young masters will be long in the future. As for Tu Bodhi, I still don't even think about this woman. Zang Feng thought so in his heart.

"Xiaoqi, let's go back to the mountain, Tu Bodhi should give it to this master!" Before the words fell, Zang Feng had already risen in the wind. The white shadow disappeared in the ancient moon firmament.

"Two goods three times, we will have a period later!" Zhang Xiaoqi left this sentence and left.

"Specially, don't go, don't go, let's fight for another three hundred rounds, the master will definitely tear your stinky mouth!" Bei Mingxuan got up very excitedly, chased a few steps, and yelled in the direction where Zhang Xiaoqi was going, not at all like he had suffered a serious internal injury.

Bei Mingxuan looked at Zhang Xiaoqi's starry point in the inky sky and turned around. The woman stared at herself silently, silently.

In Bei Mingxuan's opinion, this sloppy woman without a shadow, although her strength is quite terrifying, how can she feel that her brain is not good, as if she is missing a string, it is difficult to hear about it, how can she be like an idiot, others sneak attack her, she is not angry, with her strength, she is definitely not worthy of Feng Lao Dao and his seriously injured apprentice.

Bei Mingxuan cleared his throat, deliberately found his rhythm (lest he be taken to the ditch again), and asked, "Girl, what did you just say you want this soil Bodhi for?"

"Save Aman. ”

"Aman, who's it?" asked Bei Mingxuan.

"My brother. ”

"What's wrong with Aman?"

"He had a fever. ”

As soon as these words came out, Bei Mingxuan almost fainted, and scolded in his heart: "I don't want to take medicine if I have a fever! Tu Bodhi only gives birth to one in a hundred years, and it is a high-grade spiritual object that greatly replenishes cultivators, and when used to reduce fever, it is equivalent to wiping his butt with gold and supporting the house with a telephone pole!" He came to a conclusion with great certainty, this woman was definitely an idiot.

However, the strength of the people is quite good, and he doesn't dare to be disrespectful, so he said helplessly: "Eldest sister, if you are sick, go to take medicine, the effect is definitely much better than this soil Bodhi!"

"I~"

"What are you?" Bei Mingxuan was puzzled.

"I don't have any money. ”

Bei Mingxuan stabilized his body that was about to fall, his face changed instantly, he came to the woman pitifully, looked at the clear eyes in the gap between her silk hair, and begged weakly: "Sister, I will give you the money for Aman's treatment, you can give me this Tu Bodhi, it is not easy to practice, and I hope to sponsor it!"

After obtaining the consent of the woman in gray, Bei Mingxuan re-approached and determined the specific location of Tu Bodhi in a moment.

"Sister, under the grass pile over there, I just watched my sister's 'swaying and swaying hand planing' skill to the point of perfection, the younger brother admires it very much, I wonder if my sister is willing to perform this exercise again, so that the younger brother can feast his eyes?" Bei Mingxuan pointed to a pile of wild grass in the distance and said respectfully.

"I'll help you. Before the woman's words fell, she used the method that can be called 'teleportation' to the side of the barren grass pile and plowed.

Bei Mingxuan walked over leisurely with his hands behind his back, thinking in his heart: "It's really effortless." Even digging it out can let this idiot do it for him, and the master's ingenuity is even a five-body throw that I admire myself!"

"Stop!" Bei Mingxuan's face was solemn, and he looked at the trace of golden light scattered from the soil pit that could only be seen by those with qi veins, and was excited.

A spiritual creature shaped like a nut broke through the ground under the suction of Bei Mingxuan's palm. "This is Tubodhi!" he was ecstatic.

Tu Bodhi is slightly larger than the thumb, but it exudes dazzling gold, within a radius of a few zhang, the golden light is bright, like day, it is worthy of being a high-grade spiritual creature that only gives birth to one in a hundred years!

Bei Mingxuan looked closely at the golden light of Tu Bodhi on his palm, and when he was complacent, a strong wind swept in without warning. At this time, he was completely indulged in the gorgeous luster of Tubodhi, defenseless, and by the time he reacted, the strange wind had already swept by.

"Hahaha, second boy, if you take this soil Bodhi and really spoil the spiritual object, it is better to give it to me, and I will also honor the master and his old man. ”

Bei Mingxuan, the woman in gray is looking for prestige. A man stands in the air. The man was dressed in a purple shirt, with a shawl, and a crescent moon cinnabar pattern on his forehead. The golden light in the man's hand was actually the earth Bodhi that had been taken away!

"Situ Che, you stinky and shameless, hurry up and return the Tu Bodhi to the master!" Bei Mingxuan looked at the golden and shiny Tu Bodhi in the man's hand, and scolded.

"Second young master, I won't call Situ Che if I give it back to you! Lao Tzu still has something to do, so I won't talk to you about this war of words. There will be a date later. ”

"Hurry up and return it to Lao Tzu, that old son of your family lives on virgin blood, what's the use of wanting soil Bodhi, hurry up and return it to Lao Tzu, give it back to Lao Tzu!" Bei Mingxuan looked at the purple shadow in the distance and roared bitterly.

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Situ Che, Situ Yuanyin's only apprentice, the two of them sucked virgin blood to practice the exercises, although they were criticized and dissatisfied by the Xuanmen Demon Sect, but the charm technique they practiced was insidious and vicious, quietly killing them, and no one dared to take the initiative to provoke the master and apprentice.