My brother is so stable

At this moment, dozens of miniature formations were thrown out by Li Changshou.

It works well, but it hurts...

The sky is full of streamers flickering non-stop, the blockade of heaven and earth is broken and continued;

The fake golden fairy below could only look up and glare, unable to display his cultivation at all.

The four paper Taoists who trapped the fake golden fairy were running with all their celestial power, and they spewed out streams of true flames from their mouths. The fake golden fairy was instantly submerged in the real flames, struggling non-stop, burned beyond human form...

The offensive from above continued one after another, and the real flames below were burning more and more intensely.

After a while, the fake Golden Immortal lost its breath, just like a piece of scorched dead wood, standing there motionless, and the four paper Taoists who locked him were burned to ashes by the real flames released by him.

The celestial power of these four paper Taoists was not wasted, they were all turned into samadhi true flames...

In the air, Li Changshou swept his sleeves, shook his head slightly, and was about to walk away.

Sudden accident!

The dead wood below suddenly split, and a bloody light flew out of it. It was a flying knife and blood blade, which appeared at the bottom of Li Changshou's feet with lightning speed, and cut "Li Changshou" in half from bottom to top. !

The dead wood trembled slightly, and slowly stood up, breathing gradually recovered, the terrifying scars all over his body were rapidly healing, and a blood lotus flickered on his chest...

"Haha, hahahaha!"

The fake golden fairy of the sea clan raised his head and laughed, his smile was full of sarcasm, full of joy, it was the excitement of the victor...

However, halfway through his laugh, his voice stopped abruptly.

In the sea water above, the figure that had been cut in half turned into two pieces of paper, floating gently in the fairy light.

puff……

With a simple sound, a jade flute pierced through behind the master of the sea clan, piercing through the blood lotus with ease.

After the jade flute, a figure slowly solidified, golden light flashed inside the cuffs, and the two fairy surge talismans had been opened, and the immortal power of the late stage of the fairyland burst out along the jade flute in an instant!

The blood lotus was directly blown to pieces, and the fake Golden Immortal of the Hai Clan was crumbling, and the poisonous mist had already enveloped his soul, which had been badly injured before...

The quality is not enough, so we can only make up the quantity.

Li Changshou let go of the jade flute. This spirit treasure was already determined to be discarded. While the Xianyong Talisman was still available for a moment, the immortal power in his body turned into true flame of samadhi.

The flames surged, instantly engulfing this person's soul and remnant body...

A 'false' golden fairy is also considered a golden fairyland. After being turned into ashes, it may not be more than a real fairy.

Everywhere in this great city of the Sea Clan, immortal senses captured this scene, even the masters of the Sea Clan and Dragon Clan who were cultivated in the Golden Immortal Realm felt a slight chill in their hearts...

For some reason, they also began to feel a little irritable in their hearts, and all kinds of indescribable scenes appeared out of nowhere.

"A mere rebellion dares to act fiercely in front of my little mage in Xuandu!

With me here today, no one can hurt His Highness Ao Yi. "

Li Changshou snorted, and said in a decent manner:

"Where are the four guardians? Haven't come here to deal with the remnant souls."

After saying that, his figure turned into a stream of water, cast water escape, and disappeared quickly.

The four paper Taoists just now went back and forth, and this time Yang Hui's work was done by the Paper Taoist in Heavenly Wonderland 'personally', which is a little bit of respect for the golden fairy.

The old woman was holding a wooden fish, the old man was holding a clapper, the young woman was holding a soul-destroying bell, and the handsome young man with a smile on his face took out a suona magic weapon...

Amidst the melodious mourning and music, Li Changshou's body had already rushed to the courtyard where a certain great mage was.

Jinxian is really hard to kill...

56 miniature formation bases, four [Jue] character paper Taoist figures, and one [God] character paper Taoist figure;

Two [Xianyong Talismans], three high-grade fairy treasures of the pen type, twelve pieces of the highest-quality primordial poison that he can currently refine...

Uh, it seems more than that.

His two panacea-level [Heart Burning], I don't know if it was a problem with the refining process, but... broke again...

Chapter 173 A Little Mage with a Certificate

"The little sorcerer of Xuandu?"

On an inconspicuous island in the South China Sea, a Wenjing Taoist in a blood-red gauze skirt was sitting in the shadow of a reef, slowly opening his long and narrow phoenix eyes, which shone with light.

Could this be the person who ruined his good deeds when he was planning to save the immortal gate?

She had naturally seen the scene where the little sorcerer killed her puppet just now, and not only saw it, but she had put a ray of her mind on the blood mosquito controlling the fake golden fairy of the sea clan, and felt it at close range when the two sides were fighting.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party's attack was too fast, there were too many real and false incarnations, and she was so shaken that she didn't even realize it. At that time, she directly descended with divine sense.

"Heavenly Immortal Realm should be like an ant, but he can..."

Daoist Wen Jing's mind was filled with the formations that appeared out of thin air one after another, as well as the strange supernatural power of turning one qi into three turbidities, and this imaginative name...

Gradually, a self-consciously absurd idea slowly emerged in the heart of Taoist Wenjing.

Could this little mage be that man's disciple?

Otherwise, how could that man easily let him go if he used his name so falsely...

As for why the Renjiao intervened in the affairs of the Sea Clan and the Dragon Clan, and who is the "His Majesty" the little mage Xuandu refers to, these are not things that Taoist Wenjing is worried about.

At this time, the person in charge of scheming the Dragon Clan is the disciple of the two sage masters. She is just doing some dirty work and acting as a deputy. It is not her who is in charge of setting a trap to ambush the second prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace this time.

If it was her scheme, why bother?

Secretly control the little mermaid princess and let her plot against Ao Yi directly.

Such a mobilization of teachers and people, but also being plotted by others...

She was curling her lips when a dao rhyme suddenly floated in, and a veteran voice appeared next to Taoist Wenjing's ear:

"Wen Jing, let your puppet prepare to retreat. Someone taught me to disrupt the situation today. I'm afraid there are still masters lurking in the dark."

After saying that, the dao rhyme subsided quietly.

"Hmph, the same disciples of saints, the difference is too much..."

The corner of Taoist Wenjing's lips twitched slightly, and he gave orders to the puppets of the Sea Clan in the Heavenly Wonderland from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't care about it anymore.