Becoming the Villainess: I Reign Over the Cultivators’ Realm With My Wok!

   This blow seems to be able to destroy the soul!

The trajectory he made made it impossible for Cen Lizhui to move towards Chen Muxue. He tried his best to throw a talisman from a fairyland over there, but before the talisman took effect, it was directly blown by the airflow. Rush away!

   Everyone watched the blow hit Chen Muxue straight in the face, and it was too late to say it, but all this actually happened in the blink of an eye.

  The corners of Chen Muxue's mouth curled slightly, her eyes were full of boredom, she raised her hand so casually, but the speed had already appeared afterimages in everyone's eyes.

  She just raised her hand, and the so-called Dragon Biting Palm, which seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, disappeared in the thin black mist she raised.

   "This is...?" Cen Lizhui and the others were dumbfounded when they saw this attack method.

   If you read correctly, it is black air, right? Is it the black mist that has the same energy contained in the black energy that captured Chu Wuxin?

   Seeing that his move was easily dispelled by the opponent, Yu Yan's eyes also flashed disbelief. He looked carefully, but found that the current Chen Muxue can't see the cultivation level?

"It's interesting, but after all, I'm nothing more than an ant in my eyes!" The expression on Yu Yan's face became more serious, and the pride in his bones finally showed strong, if he was not wearing the clothes of the chief **** , no one would associate him with the **** at this time.

  Yu Yan started to use the exercises, and everyone exclaimed again: "Why does his move contain a few traces of dragon energy?!"

  Cen Lizhui squinted his eyes, and it seemed that the mystery of this might be the reason why Yu Yan, a master at the Void Refining Realm, was still willing to be a **** by the side of a sick emperor.

Although the emperor of the world is hailed as a dragon, most of it contains people's wishful thinking, but as a species favored by heaven, human beings themselves contain the mysterious and mysterious power that flows secretly in the body. After reaching a certain level, it is difficult to ignore of.

   It is such a long-cherished wish that the identity of the emperor has gradually been blessed by the Dragon Clan...

  Even though the dragon race is almost extinct now, the power left behind in the world surging secretly is incomparably wonderful, and many cultivators can even fight for a trace of dragon breath.

As for the emperor, apart from the hard-to-loot luck-like power of the emperor's purple qi, there is a bit of dragon qi... Logically speaking, dragon qi is actually more difficult to extract than luck, but people like Yu Yan , I am afraid that there is some special skill in hand that can get it.

  While everyone was still marveling at Yuyan's dragon spirit, Chen Muxue laughed contemptuously.

   "Oh, death is imminent, I think you won't cry when you see the coffin." Seeing her like this, Yu Yan narrowed his eyes into a dangerous arc.

   "You call that also Dragon Qi?"

  Cen Lizhui and others are still not quite used to Chen Muxue's tone and tone at this time, it always makes people feel that this is another person.

Before Yuyan could think about what Chen Muxue meant, the latter slowly raised her hand, without making any formulas or performing exercises, a cloud of mist that was so black that it would not reflect a ray of light formed naturally in her hand group.

  Chen Muxue looked at Yu Yan jokingly, but seeing that the latter didn't seem to know the meaning of the movements of her hands, she "tsk" impatiently: "It's boring."

   "Looking for death!" Yu Yan roared, the blood vessels in his body seemed to glow with purple light, and his eyes also turned into golden eyes and black pupils, not like a human, but like the eyes of a nocturnal creature.