The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

   Chapter 1687 The Humble Furnace of Noble Immortals (35)

The face of the sect master of the Xuanqing sect looked like a beautiful uncle with immortal style. He was stroking his beard, but he was refuted by Su Qinghuan so mercilessly. As the sect master of the Yangyang sect, his face Can not help but slightly blue.

   In fact, the Sect Master of Xuanqing Sect is already a late Yuan Ying cultivation base. If he joins hands with Ling Ruoxu, it will not be easy to subdue the little fox, nor will it take too much effort.

   It's just that at this moment, Su Qing is happily talking here, whoever wants to help Ling Ruoxu will never die, and Ling Ruoxu owed her a karma a hundred years ago.

   No monk who cherishes his life is willing to be infected with this kind of karma.

   For a while, although the face of the Xuanqing Sect leader was ugly, he still took a step back, and he said to Ling Ruoxu with an ashen face.

   "Junior Brother Ruoxu, I hope you make a clear statement to Sect Master Su earlier to eliminate the estrangement. Since both of you and her have already stepped into the Dao cultivation, why are you clinging to the past?"

   "Sect Master, you don't have to persuade me, let alone her."

   Dressed in a white robe, Ling Ruoxu, who was full of immortal energy, shook his head lightly at the Sect Master of Xuanqing Sect, and then he suddenly pulled out a spirit sword.

   Unlike other people's magic weapons, which are stored in the storage space, Ling Ruoxu actually used the flesh as the hilt of the sword, and used this body as a container for the magic weapon to warm and nourish his life.

   No one has ever seen Ling Ruoxu's real battle.

   But at this moment, seeing the scarlet spirit sword appearing from the man's mind, Ling Ruoxu seemed to be split into two. Although the **** aura was completely isolated, the shock of this scene was not too big.

  …

   Everyone was stunned, and some people could not stand the fluctuation of spiritual energy, and almost knelt down on the spot, and even a little blood oozes from the corners of their mouths.

   "No, Immortal Venerable Ruoxu is really going to fight Sect Master Su seriously! Fellow Daoists, form a formation to protect the law! Protect yourself and fellow disciples!"

Even the sect master of Xuanqing Sect quickly set up protection restrictions for his disciples. He was afraid that in the battle between Su Qinghuan and Ling Ruoxu, the two Nascent Soul Immortal Monarchs did not die, but instead caused the corpses of the monks who were watching outside. .

  …

   Facing Ling Ruoxu, who was ready to go, the little fox smiled lazily, and she even had the leisure to look around first.

   Under the spectator stage, the other monks all looked at Ling Ruoxu with admiration on their faces.

   When Su Qinghuan's eyes swept over, he either lowered his eyes to hide the disdain in his expression, or looked around tremblingly, for fear of attracting her attention, only her closed disciple Su Xiaoyu, who was wholeheartedly cheering for her.

   "Master!"

   Seeing the little fox glance, the round-faced and cat-eyed young nun looked excited. She was a fanatical follower of Su Qinghuan. No matter what Master made, she respected the little fox.

   The little fox smiled at Su Xiaoyu, and then threw a light word at Ling Ruoxu.

   "I'll take care of a little personal stuff first."

  Su Qinghuan didn't wait for Ling Ruoxu to answer, and instantly pinched her fingers into a tactic, so that the young female cultivators who had offended her before were directly tied with immortal locks and sent to Su Xiaoyu.

   "Xiaoyu, Master has something to do. You bring these women back to Tianmingzong to farm. If there is a spirit in heaven, I will come to you after I deal with Ling Ruoxu."

  …

   Such a wild tone! Everyone was stunned, and in front of Ling Ruoxu, they dared to say nonsense!

   Although Su Qinghuan had advanced to Nascent Soul within a hundred years of age, she had only just broken through for half a year, and what about Ling Ruoxu?

   This is a recognized genius in the righteous way. His master is a god-turning ancestor, and there are countless magic tools taught to Ling Ruoxu.

   The fire element Haoran Spirit Sword in Ling Ruoxu's hand is already terrifying, and it is rumored that Ling Ruoxu has a picture of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains that has never been shown to outsiders.

   That Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map is said to be a treasure passed down in ancient times that can absorb people’s hearts and souls, not to mention the monks under Nascent Soul, even if they are the gods, they are very likely to be confused by it.

  …

  Su Xiaoyu had tears in her eyes, she bowed her head respectfully.

   "No matter what the Master is, Xiaoyu will definitely fulfill the Master's entrustment!"

  Those young nuns who were lying on the ground were even more angry when they saw Su Xiaoyu being so devoted to her duties.

   They thought that Su Qinghuan was going to make a life-and-death order with Ling Ruoxu, and they definitely had no time to take care of these little shrimps. Who knew that Su Qinghuan would report to this point!

   Their eyes were red with anger, and one even shouted angrily!

   "Sect Master Su, you don't need to deceive people here, with Immortal Venerable Ruoxu, you will definitely lose!"

"Oh, really?"

   The little fox pursed her lips coldly, her eyes flashed, and she suddenly put a forbidden sign on the woman who was leading the clamor.

   "You don't need to thank the little fairy, unless you have a spiritual cultivation, or even the immortal Ruoxu you are thinking about can't save you. You can farm in peace this month, and you don't need to talk."

   And Yuan Ying dare to say that no one of the same level can solve his ban?

   Seeing Su Qinghuan revealing such a trick, everyone subconsciously looked at Ling Ruoxu.

   But I saw Immortal Venerable in white look indifferent.

   "I haven't seen you for a hundred years, you have really grown."

   Is this the default, is what Su Qinghuan said true?

  Everyone was stunned for a while, and now there are more monks who don't want to be involved in cause and effect.

   And with a big wave of the little fox, the female cultivators and Su Xiaoyu disappeared in front of everyone.

  …

   "Okay, all the trivial matters have been resolved, then Immortal Venerable Ruoxu, please."

   The corner of the little fox's lips curled into an alienated smile. She held the sword in one hand and attacked Ling Ruoxu almost in the next instant.

  Ling Ruoxu was surrounded by a red and red phoenix, it was a phantom, but it brought great pressure.

   And the fire phoenix screamed crisply and angrily, and it attacked the little fox directly. Su Qinghuan was neither shocked nor afraid.

   "Do you only have that little ability? Ling Ruoxu, you and I have become enemies, so you don't need to let go!"

   The little fox's eyes are stern, she moves sharply, and she has no intention of giving in at all.

   At this time, Ling Ruo has moved!

   "I never let go!"

   White-robed Immortal Venerable's thin lips were tightly pursed. His whole body's spiritual energy soared. Although his complexion was pale, the Haoran Spirit Sword moved with his figure and attacked Su Qinghuan's heart without hesitation!

   She is ruthless, and he is ruthless. Both of them are endlessly fighting, and they obviously want to take each other's lives.

   Just as Ling Ruoxu's sword tip was coming towards Su Qinghuan's throat, the little fox turned over like a fox, jumped, and the tip of the sword shifted, shattering the magic face beads that Su Qinghuan was wearing!

  The old woman's skinny face, weak arms, and even pale fingertips suddenly changed rapidly, with plump texture and stretched limbs.

   Her snow-like hair turned into long black hair in a blink of an eye, and that long hair fluttered in the air, which was extremely moving at such a chilling moment.

  Yes…is it an illusion?

   For a while, everyone was lost.

   (end of this chapter)