Chapter Seventy-Three: Knocking Down the Master

Feng Qinxue sweated profusely, slowly got up unsteadily, the flames in her eyes danced, and the eyes that looked at Feng Qianmo were not looking at people anymore, but as if there was a bright, cold and cold ice cube in front of her!

Feng Qinxue's last trace of reason was extinguished, and a wolf pounced on Feng Qianmo on Yinlong, seeing that the big pillar behind him turned around directly, thinking in his heart, out of sight is pure, color is empty, empty is color.

It's so cool! Feng Qinxue's mood is like a person walking in the desert, as relieved and excited as encountering water! Feng Qinxue rubbed Feng Qianmo with her face, and her eyes were covered with a layer of mist with confusion, which was very cute.

Feng Qianmo fixed Feng Qinxue under him with his backhand, his black hair swept over Feng Qinxue's face, leaving a burst of itching, a moment of entanglement flashed in his jade-like eyes, he pursed his lips slightly, and then sighed leisurely, as if he had ended the struggle, a burst of white light flashed in his palm, and he carefully decomposed the immortal power accumulated in Feng Qinxue's dantian and channeled it one by one.

Feng Qinxue's heat gradually decreased, and her reason gradually returned to her senses, and then she ...... At first glance, I saw Feng Qianmo pressing on him.

"Master, what are you doing!" Pushing suddenly, Feng Qianmo pushed Feng Qianmo onto the dragon, Feng Qianmo spread a fishy smell in his mouth, with a shallow smile in his eyes, but his face was aggrieved, with an accusatory tone, "The apprentice just threw the teacher to the ground, and he plans to ...... it."

The corners of Feng Qinxue's mouth twitched and twitched, she got up silently and turned around, secretly wiped her tears, looked up at the sky, how could she give her master ......

Are you really hungry?

But Feng Qinxue didn't notice the advanced magic circle under her feet......

Immortal three-star, four-star, five-star......

Ding! directly crossed the Jindan, Yuanying, and went straight to the scattered immortal cultivation......

Feng Qianmo's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his white sleeves, a sharp phoenix roar pierced out, and hundreds of birds sang in unison, circling and flying in the air.

The moment Feng Qinxue advanced to the cultivation of the Scattered Immortals, the sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and purple lightning was like a winding purple dragon, staring at the common people.

A purple thunderbolt fell suddenly, like an arrow off the string, with the momentum of breaking through the sky, and went straight to the Fengqin Xue on Long Wuyue's body.

Feng Qinxue frowned, and a burst of surprise flashed in her eyes, strange! How could Lei slash her for no reason this day?

Helpless, if people want to split themselves, they can't let them split, right?

Condensing the immortal power in her hand, Feng Qinxue suddenly found that this immortal power was a little different from the previous one...... Flashing silver?

It is estimated that when surviving the Heavenly Tribulation, Feng Qinxue is definitely the first person who can be distracted and use his divine sense to probe into his body!

Feng Qinxue separated her divine sense and probed into her body, the arrogant gray bead before was surrounded by a burst of white light at this time, and the fairy power was also strong, with a kind of ethereal artistic conception, Feng Qinxue channeled the white light, and the gray bead inside turned white at this time, and the delicate silver fire around it was even more intense, as if it was burned by flames.

Feng Qianmo sat lazily on Yinlong's body, Feng Qinxue's shocked expression did not escape his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he was not afraid of Feng Qinxue's hearing and said to Long Wuyue, "Long Wuyue, do you think Feng Qinxue can rise to that level?"

"Venerable, you gave eighty percent of the immortal power to Feng Qinxue, it is estimated that it will be difficult to rise to the realm of immortal venerable!" Long Wuyue looked at Feng Qianmo inexplicably, he became more and more incomprehensible......

What the hell was this man thinking?

If you give all the inner pills that you have cultivated for 10,000 years to others, aren't you afraid that you will be in danger?