No wonder Qingti Daojun asked Liu Mei to take action. Liu Mei has reached the peak of the golden elixir. With her strange physique, it can be said that it is no problem to defeat the existence of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Liu Mei agreed and then opposed Shen Bohu on the jade platform. Shen Bohu's eyes were filled with wildness. He glanced at Liu Mei's face and said with a strange smile: "Little girl, you'd better go down. Just you are not my opponent."

"I'm afraid that I'll be too fierce to take action later. I'll break your arm and hand. Wouldn't it be too ugly!"

Liu Mei sneered, and said nothing more. She pinched the magic trick in her hand, and a blue flying sword appeared in front of her. The moment she flew out, the blue flying sword transformed into two, two, and three in the void, instantly turning into tens of thousands of handles!

Ten thousand swords fly together!

Countless sword shadows, each of which was real. The flying out of these sword shadows made many Jindan monks present take a deep breath of air conditioning.

Although they were also very proud, the majestic flying sword still made them feel heartbroken. They felt that if they did it, they would probably not be able to catch Liu Mei's sword.

Tens of thousands of sword lights gathered in the void, like a huge wave, covering Shen Bohu.

And Liu Mei did not relax when the countless sword lights flew away, but quickly pinched the magic tricks, and her already blue face became more and more blue.

Especially Liu Mei's eyebrows slowly formed the shape of a willow tree. Although the willow tree is small, it resonates with the great way between heaven and earth.

Dao pattern condensed shape!

The Taoist pattern condensed shape is difficult to form even ordinary Taoists, let alone the golden elixir monks like Liu Mei. It is already very good that they can realize a trace of Taoist pattern.

Fang Ling looked at Liu Mei's movements and sighed deeply. He had many opportunities back then. In the Golden Elixir stage, he was able to compete with the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivators. However, compared with Liu Mei, he was still ashamed of himself.

His natural physique is indeed not comparable to that of acquired factors.

As Liu Mei said, the willow tree's Taoist pattern flew out from Liu Mei's eyebrows and instantly turned into a willow tree hundreds of feet tall, flashing with a faint green light, covering the infinite sword light in the middle.

The willow tree absorbs the power of the great way of heaven and earth and pours it into the flying sword, allowing tens of thousands of flying swords to survive. Such a contemptuous method is that even a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul is trapped in the middle, if he does not know how to use the power of the great way, he may be trapped to death.

Liu Mei was really planning to trap her opponent, who was called Shen Bohu, to death as soon as she took action.

He didn't even give Shen Bohu the slightest fight.

For Liu Mei, forcibly using the Taoist patterns within the system, it should cause huge damage. However, this kind of damage is completely worth it.

As long as she makes great contributions to Heaven and Daojun Qingti, no matter how serious the injury is, Qingti and Heaven can help her recover.

Fang Ling's eyes looked at Qingti Daojun sitting next to him, and saw a faint smile appearing in Qingti Daojun's eyes.

Obviously, Qingti Daojun was very satisfied with Liu Mei's attack.

Although even the disciples of the Golden Elixir level, Liu Mei are outstanding, they are just ants in the eyes of Taoist lords.

After all, they have to go through the Yuanying, the Taoist, the Taoist, and other levels. Even if they are talented, they can only grow up with three or five people.

And this time, it was related to the face of the Heavenly Court, so Liu Mei caught the eyes of Qingti Daojun. Liu Mei’s victory was to raise her long face for Qing and her long face for the entire Heavenly Court.

But when Fang Ling's eyes fell on Shen Bohu, who had been trapped by countless sword lights, he felt that Qing Ti was thinking a little too easy.

Although Shen Bohu only has the ability to resist and has no power to fight back, Shen Bohu used his ten-foot-long golden sword to protect his body, but he himself was not panicked.

Shen Bohu also has methods, but he just doesn't know what Shen Bohu's methods are and whether they can break Liu Mei's Taoist pattern.

"The condensing Taoist pattern is just like this!" Just as Fang Ling was about to detect Shen Bohu with his spiritual sense, Shen Bohu suddenly laughed wildly, and his whole body instantly swelled ten times.

A ten-fold body is not a difficult task for the existence of Taoist level, but it is different when it appears on Shen Bohu at this moment.

Shen Bohu's momentum suddenly increased tenfold, and he had already put the imperial envoy's sword aside.

Shen Bohu, who swung his fist, gathered into a blood-colored three giant tiger, and slammed towards the tens of thousands of flying swords.

The tiger roared, tens of thousands of flying swords, and in an instant, it was washed away. The willow tree standing in the air was like a connecting road to heaven and earth, and was directly smashed into pieces by the blood-colored tiger.

Before Liu Mei could react, she vomited blood and fell to the ground at the moment of the collision. When the monks in the Heavenly Court who were watching the battle around saw Liu Mei fall to the ground, a hint of shock and reluctance rose on their faces.

Although for most people, Liu Mei is just a golden elixir, this game made them feel uncomfortable.

After all, this is the Heavenly Court, and at this time, it is the time when the Heavenly Court was established. At this time, the best in the Golden Pill Realm in their Heavenly Court was knocked down to the ground by others in front of so many people, causing the Heavenly Court to be slapped heavily in the face.

"Hahaha." Shen Bohu laughed loudly and shouted in a deep voice: "Who dares to fight me!"

"Shen Bohu, this place is the Heavenly Court. Don't be arrogant, otherwise you will be pushed into the sea eye and suppressed for ten years." Chengyuan Daojun's voice was the first to ring, but this words were heard in the ears of the people in the Heavenly Court, which was like slapping them hard on everyone's face.

But Pu Ru Daojun and others could not say anything to refute Chengyuan Daojun's words. After all, people do not let their subordinates make noise, and they are protecting their heavenly court. They also have to express their gratitude.

For a moment, from the four emperors of the Heavenly Court to the ordinary Heavenly Court monks, they were filled with anger.

"The ancient bloodline, I didn't expect that there was a disciple with the ancient bloodline in Brother Chengyuan's hand. It was really unexpected!" Daojun Xuanguang stood up from his seat, glanced at Shen Bohu with a bright look, and then said lightly: "If I look good, his body should be the ancient golden tiger's bloodline."

"It's a pity that it's too thin. It's impossible to recreate the might of the ancient golden tiger."

The words of the shining Taoist Lord made Shen Bohu's expression dim a lot. As the owner of his bloodline, he naturally knew the defects of his ancient bloodline. (~^~)
Chapter completed!