It is already a miracle that Hua Xiangrong was able to enter the Flying Immortal List.

This was thanks to her innate physique and the purple qi of cultivation.

The former is the supreme innate physique.

The latter is the pure true Yuan internal qi of Taoism.

Hua Xiangrong's previous battles were often based on cultivation and foundation, and defeated the opponent head-on.

From the beginning of the holy war to the present, Hua Xiangrong has won countless praises with his peerless appearance and upright fighting style, and has gained a group of admirers.

If it weren't for knowing that she was already famous and her husband was a peerless human demon king like Li Mu, I am afraid that many people would have already figured out how to calculate Hua Xiangrong.

After all, it's so beautiful.

It's like a fairy girl.

There are many beauties in the chaotic world, but when they come to the front of Hua Xiangrong, they are overshadowed.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to meet such a weak and pitiful opponent in the first battle of the Flying Immortal List, but it's not bad, destroying holiness is always an exciting and blood-boiling thing. ”

The name of the twenty-two-winged battle angel is [Shenchu].

It is the first strong person of the Yu clan to participate in this holy war, and the quasi-emperor is a high-level cultivator.

It is rumored that his family died on the battlefield between the two races thousands of years ago, so he has a deep hatred for the human race.

The power of the beginning of the gods bloomed slightly, and Hua Xiangrong felt a huge pressure.

But her eyes were unprecedentedly firm.

In the past, when faced with battle, the feeling of confusion and panic gradually faded away.

The beautiful woman is full of innate purple energy, like a lush violet blooming in the ring.

I was born in a green house.

I used to be a lowly woman whose fate dictated others.

I felt sorry for myself, I thought about giving up.

I used to think that my life was just someone else's game.

I used to hate the cruelty and injustice of fate.

I thought I should go with the flow to live.

Until I met that person.

I realized that suffering was just a small episode.

It turns out that fate has long prepared for me the best things in the world.

This kind of beauty has always been defended by him.

This time, I'm going to fight for it too.

Facing the biggest crisis in history, you can clearly feel the overwhelming pressure and undisguised murderous intent on the opponent's body, and Hua Xiangrong's thoughts are a little fluttering.

Scenes of the past float in front of me.

She turned her head to look in a certain direction outside the ring.

Sure enough, Li Mu's face was full of nervous expressions, like a child waiting for his fate to be announced.

He was still gesturing to her.

Of course Hua Xiangrong recognized it, he was signaling her to admit defeat directly.

Throw in the towel?

Hua Xiangrong smiled calmly.

She pretended not to understand Li Mu's gestures and turned around.

In a person's life, there must always be some tests, which need to be faced by themselves.

She can't live all her life, just like a little white flower that needs to be protected, she hides under Li Mu's wings and never sees the wind and rain.

Because she knew what kind of enemies Li Mu had faced and what kind of battles she had experienced.

was able to walk in step by step, and Li Mu narrowly escaped his life countless times.

He was tired.

He must be tired.

Even if you can't stand with him, you must at least grow up and stop being his weakness.

She was born to dislike fighting.

However, that doesn't mean she's going to stay out of the fight all the time.

For whom, it matters.

In Hua Xiangrong's heart, the glory of the human race is not important, his rank is not important, and the reward of the reincarnation fairy ball is not important.

The important thing is Li Mu.

Even if you can't win.

Also fight.

Because...... To grow under his gaze.

"Purple gas...... Tianding Town Dongtian!"

In the midst of the shouting, Hua Xiangrong took the lead.

She made up her mind somewhat.

Since he met such an opponent in the first battle, this is providence.

Let's start this exercise.

As if summoning, Hua Xiangrong chanted some ancient trick in his mouth.

Strange powers emerge.

The void above Shen Chu's head was torn, and a giant tripod condensed by purple qi emerged, and the tripod was covered with ancient gluttony, cunning and other dragon nine runes, slowly rotating and suppressing it.

"It's just a trail. ”

The Twenty-Two-Winged Battle Angel smiled indifferently.

The power fluctuations unique to the Feather Clan emerge.

The wings behind Shen Chu are like knives, rising from the back and slashing out.

Rumble!

The purple giant tripod flowed, blocking the sword and shaking.

A shocking crack emerged.

But Hua Xiangrong had already been mentally prepared, pinched out the seal with both hands, and ten thousand purple qi flowed out of her body, like a cocoon, flowing into the purple giant tripod, and the giant tripod was repaired in an instant.

Purple ripples visible to the naked eye flow.

Between the shocks of the giant ding, strange sound waves were generated, forming a strange field.

"Huh?"

Shen Chu's complexion changed slightly.

His shot just now seemed random, but it was the ultimate sword technique of the Yu Clan, and he thought that he could smash the Juding, but who knew that not only did he fail to do so, but also shook the Juding, producing a kind of sound wave field.

This sound wave was actually able to co-frequency with his power, so that his true power was faintly out of control.

"Dao Palace's means, after all, should not be underestimated. ”

The Divine Initial Condensation Rotation Exercise, a slight shock.

Rumble!

The power of the sound waves in the body is dispersed.

"But so what? No matter how strong the exercises are, the gap in cultivation is something you can't make up for at all. ”

Shen Chu used the Feather Clan's Feather Wing Sword Technique and slashed out repeatedly.

Every knife is enough to severely damage the quasi-emperor.

Hua Xiangrong naturally didn't dare to hard-connect, constantly shifting and transposing, the speed was extremely fast, a flash, it was a position, and it flashed under the blade again and again.

At the same time, she is still maintaining the suppression of the purple giant ding.

Around the ring, countless people watched this battle.

The battle of the Flying Immortal List can be held at the same time up to three times.

And this one, because of the relationship between Hua Xiangrong, the number of spectators is the largest.

Under the ring, Li Mu's heart has always been hanging.

In fact, since the reincarnation fairy ball announced the battle table, Li Mu has always opposed Hua Xiangrong and hoped that she would abstain directly, but Hua Xiangrong, who has always been well-behaved, euphemistically expressed her opposition.

Now, Li Mu regretted a little that he didn't force her to stay in the ring just now.

Shout!

A feathered blade slashed through.

A white skirt fluttered.

Hua Xiangrong's cultivation was far inferior to Shenchu after all, and he was finally injured.

On the white jade lotus-like calf, a line of blood spurted out, dyeing the white long skirt red into blood.

"Throw in the towel. ”

"Goddess, there is a huge difference in strength, and it is not a shame to admit defeat. ”

"You've stuck to a stick of incense. ”

There were some people who roared directly under the ring.

There are also people who look at Li Mu, and the look in their eyes is clearly saying, aren't you careless?

This is all the 'face powder' of flowers.

Li Mu's fists clenched and loosened.

The Omen's Pupil is always open.

Although I care, I also have to respect the choice of Hua Xiangrong.

Until the last moment, be sure to give her the right to fight.

In the ring, the purple sky rises and falls.

Hua Xiangrong had several knife wounds on his body, but they were all knife abrasions, which were not fatal.

Purple glows.

The purple mist that flowed all over her body became more and more intense.

The purple Tianding is also getting clearer and bigger, and the inscriptions on it are becoming clearer and clearer.

Prison cows.

The eldest of the nine sons of the dragon.

"Dao Palace's Nine Dragons Purple Qi Casting Ding Cutting Heavenly Technique. ”

A look of surprise leaked from the eyes of the Qingniu Dao people.

Li Mu looked at him: "What exercises?"

"With his own innate Dao purple qi, cast the tripod of the avenue, once it is truly cast into Jiuding, and then cooperate with the Dragon Ding Heaven Cutting Technique, it can suppress almost everything in the world," Qingniu Dao said: "It's just that this is too difficult, and the master has not practiced this secret art, but because he casts the tripod with his own purple qi, the requirements for the physique are too high, and the innate Dao body is required, but I didn't expect that the master taught this secret technique to Mrs. Zun, is it ......?"

Speaking of this, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in the hearts of Qingniu Dao people, and he realized something.

Could it be that Hua Xiangrong is the legendary physique?

Before, the master of the Dao Palace wanted to be a disciple, and everyone thought that this was protecting Li Mu in a different direction.

Li Mu nodded, and his gaze returned to the ring.

[Nine Dragons Purple Qi Casting Ding Cutting Heavenly Technique]?

Sounds rebellious.

But can Hua Xiangrong survive the attack of the gods?

Don't say it's a casting tripod.

"You are concerned about it, look closely, Xiaohuaer is more outstanding than you think. Wang Shiyu said on the side.

Li Mu glanced at Wang Shiyu.

"Don't underestimate a woman's determination to be strong. Wang Shiyu said.

Li Mu was stunned.

There's something to say.

It seems that these two women have secretly discussed something?

Rumble!

There was a roar in the ring.

Li Mu retracted his gaze and looked at the ring.

But I saw that in addition to the prison cow tripod suspended above Shen Chu's head, there was also a captive on the top of Hua Xiangrong's head, which was gradually forming, and it already had a clear appearance.

The prison ox tripod suspended above the head of the god is a two-eared four-legged square tripod.

The tripod suspended above Hua Xiangrong's head is a round three-legged double-eared tripod.

On this mouth, the ancient runes flickered, the purple air turned, and the second of the nine sons of the dragon appeared, and the idiom has the cloud and the eye must be repaid, this divine beast is thirsty for killing and fighting, and is often engraved in the knife ring, the hilt of the sword swallows, and dominates the power of killing.

The flower wants to allow the figure to stand in place, no longer dodging.

The killing qi of the eyes dispersed, the purple qi was thick, and the wisps of killing power were stretched out, and a peculiar shield force field protected Hua Xiangrong in it, and he resisted the twenty-two winged angel Shenchu's winged knife swing head-on.

Boom!

The sound of metal resonating continued to sound.

This Jianzhu Ding, which was being formed, turned out to be blocking Shen Chu's attack.

Every time she was attacked, Hua Xiangrong's body trembled.

The power of the attack was negated by the Eyelid.

But the force of the shock acted on her body.

Every time he trembled, there were fine beads of blood pouring out of the pores of Hua Xiangrong's body.

Thousands of attacks in an instant made Hua Xiangrong's body tremble wildly, like a little white flower in the stormy waves, fluttering, wearing a long white dress, glowing red.

It's like a white flower, dyed red with blood, poignant and beautiful.

Li Mu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the worry in his heart, and the pupil technique worked to the extreme.

Gradually, he began to see some mysteries.

The dragon gave birth to nine sons, and the eldest prisoner cow likes music, and his image is mostly squatting on the head of the piano.

Therefore, the Prison Bull Ding was suspended above the opponent's head, roaring, releasing the sonic field, constantly interfering with the opponent, unknowingly, making its combat power unable to be fully released, and causing the true element force field in the enemy's body to be disordered.

The second eldest is the main killer.

Therefore, Jairian Ding released a killing force field, and it was actually able to eliminate the opponent's killing power, so that the killing intent in the Twenty-Two Winged Angel Divine Blade was completely filtered.

Li Mu's face showed a look of shock.

The mystery of this [Nine Dragons Purple Qi Casting Ding Cutting Heavenly Technique] was beyond his imagination.

"Could it be that Xiaohua'er can turn the tables today?"

He even had such an unrealistic fluke expectation in his heart.

Boom Boom!

In the constant roar, the Jianding suspended above Hua Xiangrong's head seemed to have undergone a thousand tempering and tempering, and finally took shape completely, turning into a purple entity, and the Jianding on it was like a living thing.

"No, this girl is using the power of the divine bombardment to temper her own body, and use the power of her opponent to cast the tripod, just like the caster uses the power of hammer and fire to cast a weapon. ”

Li Mu's eyes lit up.

Flower wants to be Rong's fighting wisdom.

I really underestimated this little woman.

Finally, the eyes were full.

Within the time of a stick of incense, the flower wants to be cast into two tripods.

One offense and one defense.

This makes her situation finally not as passive as before.

And at this time, the twenty-two-winged battle angel Shen Chu finally reacted, and he was borrowed by the opponent.

"Isn't this tripod casting technique cultivated before the battle?" Li Mu looked at the Qingniu Daoist and said, "You have to be in the middle of the battle?"

Qingniu Daodao: "I don't know much about this exercise, after all, my physique is not harmonious, but what you just said is right, this art of casting tripods needs to meet the great enemy of life and death, overcome the pressure, and use the hands of the enemy to forge and refine, even if the elders of the division help each other." ”

The corners of Li Mu's mouth twitched.

But all the awesome exercises need to be practiced in a perverted way.

It's just that using the twenty-two-winged battle angel as the enemy to cast the tripod, is it confident or stupid?

I'm afraid that before the war, Hua Xiangrong didn't expect that Jiukouding would be cast like this.

In the ring.

"Huh, lend me the power to refine the weapon?"

Shen Chu sneered, a chill in his eyes.

"Hehehehe, I'm afraid that you will borrow too much and support yourself to death. ”

The Winged Heavenly Sword was raised high, turning into a giant winged knife, and bombarded it with the power of destroying the heavens and the earth.

Boom!

Hua Xiangrong was directly knocked away.

She opened her mouth and squirted, blood spilling into the ring.

Jairus Ding took such a terrifying blow, and it was also crooked, spinning wildly, but it was still suspended above Hua Xiangrong's head, filtering the killing power of this blow.

Catch!

Countless people around the ring saw this scene, and their hearts that almost jumped out of their throats and eyes finally returned to their stomachs.

Catch!

Li Mu clenched his fists.

At this moment, a silhouette appeared in the void of the third mouth.

It was a pillar-shaped tripod, which seemed to be the eaves of the temple, and on it stood a handsome beast like a clouded leopard, making a state of watching and seeing.

Although it is only a vague outline, it has an auspicious and majestic atmosphere, which is extremely beautiful.

Mocking Wind!

The third of the nine sons born by the dragon, mocking the wind divine beast.

The flower wants to be full of purple energy.

She was like a silkworm that was constantly spitting silk, spinning silk and weaving cocoons, and wisps of purple qi were constantly separated from her body and injected into the outline of the third mouthful.

"The mocking wind is a beast of auspiciousness, what will be the function of the mocking wind ding?"

Li Mu was quite curious.

Boom Boom!

Shen Chu, with a gloomy face, launched a series of deadly and terrifying attacks.

The power of the high-level quasi-emperor is fully revealed.

The entire No. 1 ring shook violently.

On the rocky ground of the ring, cyan blessing runes flickered rapidly, and there were also blessing runes on the wind wall that circulated like swift tadpoles, obviously constantly absorbing and blocking the spread of such terrifying power.

Hua Xiangrong's figure was split out again and again.

Her figure was red, like blood.

She spat out blood with minced flesh.

But Jairus Ding was still like a part of her body, suspended above her head, filtering the power of the killing breath of the shock, although it would cause great damage to her body in an instant, but the injury of this pure physical power would not be fatal to the powerhouses of the Tianzun Realm.

It's just that it's too scary to watch.

Li Mu's eyes were full of distress.

Until, the third tripod was finally formed.

Mocking Wind Ding!

And it was also at this time that Li Mu finally saw what the martial arts mystery of this mouth tripod was.

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