Chapter 77
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Chapter 77 The Female Match in The Cultivation Immortal Script
Translated by littlecloud
Edited by littlecloud
“That’s true!”
Song Qingyu also nodded.
Long Aotian was the male protagonist. Naturally, he will improve in leaped and bound. She robbed him of his opportunity, but he still can improved in leap and bound.
When Long Aotian encountered any difficulties, someone will come to the rescue and let him out of the predicament.
No one can compare this, but was this golden finger really infinite?
From the moment Song Qingyu got the ring, the plot has already changed.
The only things that were the same were that Long Aotian was the male protagonist. Bright future despite the difficulties.
“Although Long Aotian is powerful, fellow daoist Song, you are not weak. Later you will definitely defeat him.”
Yuwen Wuji still wholeheartedly believed in Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu did not answer.
Although she was stronger than Long Aotian at this time, Long Aotian TMD was the male protagonist.
She can only wait and see what will happen. She wanted Long Aotian’s life.
The competition was in full swing. Yuwen Wuji also went up and have a few rounds of competition. Until he met Song Qingyu, he surrendered after two moves.
The people who competed in the final were Song Qingyu and Long Aotian who was highly expected to win.
Long Aotian was a person with outstanding ability, he was also the apprentice of the Luo family’s Nascent Soul.
As soon as Long Aotian stood on the stage, at a glance, you can see that his status was very high.
In contrast, there was not much to mention about Song Qingyu.
The golden dragon sword in Long Aotian’s hand pointed directly at Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu just stood there. She was wearing a crimson dress, her jet-black hair was draped behind her, with a simple silver hairpin on her head. She was dressed very plainly.
Long Aotian looked at her, there a slight voice.
She seems to be her, and it doesn’t seem to be her.
The first time Long Aotian saw her, she was fully dressed in pearls and emeralds, silk and satin, and people followed around her.
The chin was always held high, she was arrogant and repulsive.
Seeing Long Aotian stared at her in a trance. Song Qingyu also kept silent, only looked at the sword in his hand.
The whole body was golden, and on the handle, an elated dragon head, with its mouth open, as if the dragon was roaring.
It looked mighty.
“Let’s start!”
After a while, Long Aotian still staring at her, Song Qingyu felt nauseated for no apparent reason.
‘Long Aotian wasn’t interested in her, right!’ Thinking of this possibility, Song Qingyu became restless.
At the moment, she snorted.
Started a spell and throw it towards Long Aotian.
“Water condensation technique? Could it be that she has water spiritual root?”
A middle-aged man standing behind Tianyang ancestor said in a deep voice.
Ancestor Tianyang was silent.
As soon as the middle-aged man’s words fell, Song Qingyu smashed with a golden blade.
“Gold spiritual root…”
The middle-aged man was stunned.
After being stunned, he saw that there were other spells in Song Qingyu’s hands.
Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth have all been used.
The middle-aged man had a look of contempt on his face at this time, “Old Ancestor, this girl is only has a little higher cultivation base, but she is only the Five Spiritual Roots, how can she compare to Aotian.”
But before the Tianyang ancestor could speak, Song Qingyu shook her fingers slightly, and a swirling wind ball began to form.
Those wind balls suddenly rose around Long Aotian.
Long Aotian was defeated little by little.
The golden dragon sword in his hand kept making a few clear chants.
His face was already pale, and it was obvious that his spiritual energy was not enough.
Song Qingyu looked at him, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.
The fingers were raised slightly again, and a little ice pick was mixed into the wind ball.
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Chapter 77 The Female Match in The Cultivation Immortal Script
Translated by littlecloud
Edited by littlecloud
“That’s true!”
Song Qingyu also nodded.
Long Aotian was the male protagonist. Naturally, he will improve in leaped and bound. She robbed him of his opportunity, but he still can improved in leap and bound.
When Long Aotian encountered any difficulties, someone will come to the rescue and let him out of the predicament.
No one can compare this, but was this golden finger really infinite?
From the moment Song Qingyu got the ring, the plot has already changed.
The only things that were the same were that Long Aotian was the male protagonist. Bright future despite the difficulties.
“Although Long Aotian is powerful, fellow daoist Song, you are not weak. Later you will definitely defeat him.”
Yuwen Wuji still wholeheartedly believed in Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu did not answer.
Although she was stronger than Long Aotian at this time, Long Aotian TMD was the male protagonist.
She can only wait and see what will happen. She wanted Long Aotian’s life.
The competition was in full swing. Yuwen Wuji also went up and have a few rounds of competition. Until he met Song Qingyu, he surrendered after two moves.
The people who competed in the final were Song Qingyu and Long Aotian who was highly expected to win.
Long Aotian was a person with outstanding ability, he was also the apprentice of the Luo family’s Nascent Soul.
As soon as Long Aotian stood on the stage, at a glance, you can see that his status was very high.
In contrast, there was not much to mention about Song Qingyu.
The golden dragon sword in Long Aotian’s hand pointed directly at Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu just stood there. She was wearing a crimson dress, her jet-black hair was draped behind her, with a simple silver hairpin on her head. She was dressed very plainly.
Long Aotian looked at her, there a slight voice.
She seems to be her, and it doesn’t seem to be her.
The first time Long Aotian saw her, she was fully dressed in pearls and emeralds, silk and satin, and people followed around her.
The chin was always held high, she was arrogant and repulsive.
Seeing Long Aotian stared at her in a trance. Song Qingyu also kept silent, only looked at the sword in his hand.
The whole body was golden, and on the handle, an elated dragon head, with its mouth open, as if the dragon was roaring.
It looked mighty.
“Let’s start!”
After a while, Long Aotian still staring at her, Song Qingyu felt nauseated for no apparent reason.
‘Long Aotian wasn’t interested in her, right!’ Thinking of this possibility, Song Qingyu became restless.
At the moment, she snorted.
Started a spell and throw it towards Long Aotian.
“Water condensation technique? Could it be that she has water spiritual root?”
A middle-aged man standing behind Tianyang ancestor said in a deep voice.
Ancestor Tianyang was silent.
As soon as the middle-aged man’s words fell, Song Qingyu smashed with a golden blade.
“Gold spiritual root…”
The middle-aged man was stunned.
After being stunned, he saw that there were other spells in Song Qingyu’s hands.
Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth have all been used.
The middle-aged man had a look of contempt on his face at this time, “Old Ancestor, this girl is only has a little higher cultivation base, but she is only the Five Spiritual Roots, how can she compare to Aotian.”
But before the Tianyang ancestor could speak, Song Qingyu shook her fingers slightly, and a swirling wind ball began to form.
Those wind balls suddenly rose around Long Aotian.
Long Aotian was defeated little by little.
The golden dragon sword in his hand kept making a few clear chants.
His face was already pale, and it was obvious that his spiritual energy was not enough.
Song Qingyu looked at him, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.
The fingers were raised slightly again, and a little ice pick was mixed into the wind ball.
Chapter 77 The Female Match in The Cultivation Immortal ScriptTranslated by littlecloudEdited by littlecloudThat's true!Song Qingyu also nodded.Long Aotian was the male protagonist. Naturally, he will improve in leaped and bound. She robbed him of his opportunity, but he still can improved in leap and bound.When Long Aotian encountered any difficulties, someone will come to the rescue and let him out of the predicament.No one can compare this, but was this golden finger really infinite?From the moment Song Qingyu got the ring, the plot has already changed.The only things that were the same were that Long Aotian was the male protagonist. Bright future despite the difficulties.Although Long Aotian is powerful, fellow daoist Song, you are not weak. Later you will definitely defeat him.Yuwen Wuji still wholeheartedly believed in Song Qingyu.Song Qingyu did not answer.Although she was stronger than Long Aotian at this time, Long Aotian TMD was the male protagonist.She can only wait and see what will happen. She wanted Long Aotian's life.The competition was in full swing. Yuwen Wuji also went up and have a few rounds of competition. Until he met Song Qingyu, he surrendered after two moves.The people who competed in the final were Song Qingyu and Long Aotian who was highly expected to win.Long Aotian was a person with outstanding ability, he was also the apprentice of the Luo family's Nascent Soul.As soon as Long Aotian stood on the stage, at a glance, you can see that his status was very high.In contrast, there was not much to mention about Song Qingyu.The golden dragon sword in Long Aotian's hand pointed directly at Song Qingyu.Song Qingyu just stood there. She was wearing a crimson dress, her jet-black hair was draped behind her, with a simple silver hairpin on her head. She was dressed very plainly.Long Aotian looked at her, there a slight voice.She seems to be her, and it doesn't seem to be her.The first time Long Aotian saw her, she was fully dressed in pearls and emeralds, silk and satin, and people followed around her.The chin was always held high, she was arrogant and repulsive.Seeing Long Aotian stared at her in a trance. Song Qingyu also kept silent, only looked at the sword in his hand.The whole body was golden, and on the handle, an elated dragon head, with its mouth open, as if the dragon was roaring.It looked mighty.Let's start!After a while, Long Aotian still staring at her, Song Qingyu felt nauseated for no apparent reason.Long Aotian wasn't interested in her, right!'Thinking of this possibility, Song Qingyu became restless.At the moment, she snorted.Started a spell and throw it towards Long Aotian.Water condensation technique? Could it be that she has water spiritual root?A middle-aged man standing behind Tianyang ancestor said in a deep voice.Ancestor Tianyang was silent.As soon as the middle-aged man's words fell, Song Qingyu smashed with a golden blade.Gold spiritual rootThe middle-aged man was stunned.After being stunned, he saw that there were other spells in Song Qingyu's hands.Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth have all been used.The middle-aged man had a look of contempt on his face at this time, Old Ancestor, this girl is only has a little higher cultivation base, but she is only the Five Spiritual Roots, how can she compare to Aotian.But before the Tianyang ancestor could speak, Song Qingyu shook her fingers slightly, and a swirling wind ball began to form.Those wind balls suddenly rose around Long Aotian.Long Aotian was defeated little by little.The golden dragon sword in his hand kept making a few clear chants.His face was already pale, and it was obvious that his spiritual energy was not enough.Song Qingyu looked at him, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.The fingers were raised slightly again, and a little ice pick was mixed into the wind ball.
