Chapter 470: The Mountain of Ginger and the Beak of the Willow Su

"Xiaobai, do you really want your sister to burn the realm within this realm?" Bai Suzhen asked lightly with an expressionless face. What Bai Suzhen said, the little white who was called in his mouth is naturally Bai Guyi, Bai Guyi, who is younger than Bai Suzhen in terms of generation and age, and don't talk about him, even the real person with long eyebrows is younger than Bai Suzhen.

If there is barely one person who can compare to Bai Suzhen, then it must be Taiyuan Zhenren. Taiyuan Zhenren's cultivation time of more than 1,000 years is comparable to Bai Suzhen's years, but at this point, the Terran monk really has no way to compare with the demon race, after all, even if he is a little accomplished, as long as he has almost two or three hundred years of lifespan after enlightenment, it is enough to catch up with the survival period of Jindan monk.

Chasing Yunsu Bai Guyi really wanted to admit defeat at this time, because he had just heard the origin of this Bai Suzhen demon body from Changmei Zhenren, even if he won it, what could he do to provoke such an aunt, although he is now gentle and elegant, elegant and generous, but Bai Suzhen who met when he just started cultivating back then is not like this, who does not have a youthful and lively time, at that time, Chasing Yunsuo Bai Guyi and Changmei Zhenren have experienced the life of being tossed by the white snake.

Just now he was annoyed for a while, he originally thought that the other party would not be too deep-rooted, but he didn't expect that it was not only profound, it was simply a gold medal for avoiding death, not to mention that he was a little earth immortal, even a heavenly immortal and a golden immortal might not dare to have anything wrong with this Bai Suzhen, he finally understood a problem, that is, it was not accidental that Guanyin Bodhisattva and Emperor Zhenwu were good to her.

Thinking about such a woman and the old mother of Lishan who is composed of short guards, thinking of this, Bai Guyi's forehead has begun to ooze sweat, but at this time, he is already riding on the back of a tiger, and he can't get down if he wants to.

He wanted to speak, wanted to ask for help from Changmei Zhenren and Taiyuan Zhenren, but he didn't have a chance now, the mountain soul was becoming more and more strict about his absorption, in addition to his massive spiritual power, even the divine soul began to be absorbed by the mountain soul bit by bit, resisting hard, maintaining a slight balance, so that he couldn't say a word at all.

Chasing clouds Bai Guyi's non-speech made Bai Suzhen's face pale, in this case, the other party's silence was that he didn't have any interest in his own mentions, although his mountain dance Qiankun technique was very powerful, but it was only an acquired spell, how to compare it with her innate bloodline supernatural powers, seeing this cloud-chasing Bai Guyi was determined to compete with himself.

Seeing the appearance of chasing clouds and Bai Guyi, Changmei Zhenren and Taiyuan Zhenren couldn't help but nodded, this kind of non-fighting vow will not give up, move forward bravely, even in the face of a strong enemy, the monk who has the heart to fight is his sword cultivation in Shushan Emei!

Looking at Bai Guyi, who was chasing the clouds, gritted his teeth and insisted, even beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, this kind of hard work, Bai Suzhen suddenly became angry, this is the meaning of really fighting to the death with her, she couldn't help but grit her silver teeth, her eyes were horizontal, and she couldn't help but say, "The moon fire of the snake is now!"

No one knows what this moon fire is, and a huge fire ball appeared between the homes in an instant, as if the fire ball itself was there, but everyone didn't see it, this fire was a bright fire red, but no one felt a trace of heat, but it was this kind of flame without heat that made Changmei Zhenren frown slightly, he had seen this fire, not only had he seen it, but Bai Guyi had also seen it, back then, Bai Suzhen used this fire to tease them.

They naturally also understand the power of this fire, this fire does not burn foreign objects, only burns the soul and burns the soul, with the soul of the god as fuel, its pain only acts on the soul, a trace of it was enough for them to suffer back then, and now they are still cultivating to soar to the heavenly immortals and earth immortals, but they are still terrified when they see this fire, especially such a large group.

"Xiaobai, are you sure you still want to fight?" Bai Suzhen still has a hint of seclusion, but he doesn't know that the current cloud-chasing Bai Guyi is also difficult to ride a tiger at all, and he can't say a word!

Chasing the clouds, Bai Guyi was still silent.

This time it completely angered Bai Suzhen, after Bai Suzhen was a friend snake, the nobility of this ancient bloodline was no less than the innate Dao body, even compared to the Sanqing Dao Ancestor, Nuwa Niangniang, it was also the same bloodline, if she was not trapped in this worldly world, how would she cultivate like this.

"Moonfire, burn!"

Just now, it was just now, and now with a gesture of Bai Suzhen, he went straight to chasing the clouds Bai Guyi and burned violently, but at this time, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared, the moonfire of Bai Suzhen touched the dancing air flow of the mountain soul in front of Bai Guyi, who was chasing the clouds, and it was actually rotated with the dancing mountain soul, and was finally absorbed. At first, it was just a wisp of speed, but in the end, it was violently absorbed, making the mountain soul also faintly red, but there was no damage at all!

This acquired spell actually absorbed the innate ancient bloodline supernatural power!

Everyone was stunned, and Bai Guyi, who was chasing clouds, was only slightly relieved at this time, because with the addition of moonfire, his spiritual power was no longer flowing, but there was still a divine soul being absorbed, which he didn't understand either.

The moonfire was devoured, this is something that Bai Suzhen has never encountered, it happened not slowly, but it was also not instantaneous, if she wanted to recover the remaining moonfire, she could naturally recover some, but for so many years, even the water in Guanyin Bodhisattva's mutton fat jade net bottle could not extinguish her own moonfire, but it was so anxious to break the halberd and sink into the sand.

She froze.

When she reacted, she immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, after all, this moon fire was also produced by the body of his friend snake, and it was an indispensable thing for her, so being completely devoured was naturally equivalent to devouring her arm.

Snakes are careful-eyed animals, as anyone admits. Bai Suzhen's self-cultivation for so many years was finally enraged at this moment, and the speed of the two-handed decisive was getting faster and faster, knowing that it would eventually become a phantom, and finally couldn't help shouting, "The open fire of the friend snake, now!"

This open flame is different from the moon fire, unlike the fire mass of the moon fire, the flame of this open flame is very small, only the size of a fist, but it has a white flame, but it has an extremely high temperature, and the residual capacity can even feel the pure fire attribute aura contained in that temperature, which slowly penetrates into his body, forming a cycle with the other four elements in his body, which makes him feel extremely comfortable.

But the real person with long eyebrows obviously couldn't stand the temperature of this flame, and couldn't help but retreat more than ten zhang to be able to resist the temperature of this open flame.

But the dancing soul of Bai Guyi, who chased the clouds, was not affected by this flame at all, and still slowly wanted Bai Suzhen to move, and the front section actually stretched forward like a bird's beak, and the majesty in it also showed the vicissitudes of antiquity.

What is this mountain soul dancing?

After all, the Demon King Whip is a golden Jiao scissors that have been passed down from ancient times to the present, and when he saw this scene, he suddenly shouted, "Liusu beak? This is Liusu beak!, that mountain soul, is that mountain soul not Jiang Mountain?"