God-level Selection System

The 689th chapter Jinshitai

Just when a team of people came to Yuhua Xianshan.

The long howling of the cranes, straight into the sky, one after another.

In the surprised eyes of a bunch of people, seven or eight white spots in the distance, shuttled like an arrow,

At first it was just the size of a fist, but when it was above the sky of everyone, it turned into a crane that was bigger than a cow.

These cranes are all abnormal, their heads are bright red, their wings are torn apart, and a storm is set off.

Especially the two claws of the crane, like a steel hook, can penetrate gold and iron!

What's even more amazing is that on the backs of these cranes are young Taoists wearing feather clothes.

When the crane fell, the storm became more intense, and between the flapping wings, the wind was like an arrow, and people turned their backs.

"not good!"

Fang Han was holding Qianlixue in front, and suddenly a crane that was bigger than a cow fell in the sky. Qianlixue was startled at once, let out a long neigh, and rushed desperately.

"Hi!"

Fang Han rushed forward, shaking his arm, trying to hold Qianlixue tightly.

But just in between, those cranes also fell down, seeing Fang Han and Qianlixue's horses, they were about to hit the cranes.

"Huh! The little mortal came to Xianshan and went on a rampage. It's dead!"

A young Taoist on the crane saw this situation, his eyes widened, and he patted the head of the crane!

The huge crane's claws grabbed down, and the BMW Qianlixue was firmly caught!

At the same time, the young Taoist on the other crane had a long black golden whip in his hand and rolled towards Fang Han, seeming to roll him up in the air.

"So courageous!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen also raised his eyebrows.

Fang Han is his person in name, and the two of them bullied Fang Han in front of him so brazenly, they were obviously defiant.

In the next second, a sword light pounced on the black golden whip.

"Huh? Still dare to resist?"

It seemed a little unexpected that Ye Chen actually made a move, and a trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the young Taoist.

"Why do you mortals come to Yuhuamen Fairy Mountain? You, and you... come over to me!"

Just a whip, the young Taoist who did not reach Fang Han unexpectedly, his eyes were slightly cold, and he pointed the whip at Ye Chen and Fang Han...

"Are you the welcome disciples of Senior Brother Jin? That's how Senior Brother Jin teaches you to welcome guests?"

At this moment, Fang Qingxue's voice was conveyed from a carriage behind.

Hearing Fang Qingxue’s voice and watching her walk out of the carriage, the expressions of the seven or eight young Taoists riding a crane changed slightly, and then their tone became respectful: "It turns out to be Sister Fang, Sister Fang, who is a newly promoted true disciple. We are here to greet you, but the domestic slaves you brought just now went on a rampage and broke the rules of Xianshan."

"Yes, Senior Sister Fang, Senior Brother Jin specifically explained to us that when we greet you, we will teach you some rules of the fairy mountain that the senior sister brings slaves. After all, mortals must be very careful not to violate any taboos when they come to Xianshan."

Another young and humane.

These seven or eight young Taoists are obviously inferior to Fang Qingxue's status, and they have not cultivated to the secret realm of magical powers, otherwise they will not ride a crane, but directly use their magic power to fly away.

"A mortal servant? Are the immortal schools so indifferent?"

Fang Han felt cold in his heart and said in secret.

Ye Chen looked a little amused.

"My people, when is it your turn to teach?" Fang Qingxue frowned slightly, not knowing whether it was anger or trouble, "It seems that Senior Brother Jin, I am very dissatisfied with my promotion to a true disciple!"

"Since Senior Sister Fang doesn't want us to welcome the guests, let's go, Senior Sister Fang will take the people to the fairy mountain by herself. We have fulfilled our obligation to welcome guests." The young Taoist who had just pointed the whip at Fang Han saw Fang Qingxue's face If he was not good, he immediately cast an eye on other people, and was about to step on the crane and fly away.

"Wait!"

Fang Qingxue smiled coldly and uttered two words.

"You riding a crane like this, suddenly, scared my people, hurt my horse, you just thought about it and left?"

"Why, Senior Sister Fang, do we still have to pay compensation? It's just some mortals and horses."

Several young Taoists also changed slightly.

"Mortal, Fanma?"

Fang Qingxue's expression also became colder and colder: "Keep your dog eyes wide and see clearly that this is the brother of our compatriot Fang Qingxue's mother. If you touch him, you are provoking Fang Qingxue himself! If this is the case, then take your life. Come fill it out!"

The voice fell, and the body shook, suspended in the air, the whole body swirled, the white clothes fluttered, and the purple electric light crackled and fluttered about three feet away.

Looking at the world, the breath that cannot be blasphemed by all things was conveyed from her body.

At this moment, Fang Han felt that Fang Qingxue was like a sharp sword, standing upright, piercing a hole in the sky.

Pick your thumb!

A blade of lightning and thunder swept across the sky, vomiting the world, stirring the sun and the moon, and a powerful current penetrated the void, killing everything.

Suddenly...

These few disciples who came to provoke were all killed and fled one after another!

"stop!"

At this moment, suddenly, in the distant mountains, a long roar, accompanied by a blue shadow, rose into the sky.

This Biying is a young man with a full body of blue clothes. He is extremely handsome, with eyebrows like a sword, flying with imperial energy. It is extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he flew into the air in an instant of dozens of miles away. In mid-air, it was a finger press. , Seven green flames!

The collision hit Fang Qingxue's electric light.

Suddenly, the two collided and disappeared invisible!

"Junior Sister Fang, if you have something to discuss, why killer!"

This man, rescued the remaining seven people at once, suspended in the air, sternly said.

"Jinshitai! If Fang Qingxue wants to kill, can your seven green flames withstand it?"

Fang Qingxue never stopped, the blades in her hand changed, purple electricity gathered, thousands of changes, once again bombarded in the air, at the same time her feet were suspended in the air, stepping on Xuan'ao's pace, breaking through again with lightning speed. .

"Puff--"

This man named Jinshitai did not expect that Fang Qingxue's determination was so strong that Biyan could not stop him, and let the purple lightning blade shuttle and break.

Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo!

With seven sounds, the seven young Taoists and cranes were all bombarded by the electric current. They blew up into a ball of flames in the air, falling down, and bursting into smoke.

All die!

"you!"

Jinshitai was furious.

"What? Jinshitai, although you are also a true disciple of my Yuhua Sect, your cultivation level just now is nothing more than refining the fake into real, transforming mana into true essence, and stepping into the realm of dual supernatural power."

Fang Qingxue was indifferent like water, with a leisurely expression.

"If you are dissatisfied with me, Yuhua Palace, on the Heavenly Execution Platform, I will be waiting for you at any time."