Watch Out! Danger Ahead

The golden giant palms closed together, and the few seemingly hard limbs that Wei Zhi grew out of were broken off.

In her sharp scream, black and red blood spilled from between the fingers of Maitreya's giant palm.

"Chu Yi's death is to blame!"

Song Qing's small cold snort spread into Wei Zhi's soul, his limbs were broken, and endless pressure came from all directions.

The powerful spiritual force rushed into her veins, smashing her internal organs and the sea of ​​consciousness.

At the moment of life and death, the first thing she remembered in her mind was not the face of the lover, nor the hatred, but the scene of the starry sky overseas many years ago.

At that time, she and Chu Yi were ordered to hunt down Song Qingxiao.

The two of them are clearly far higher than her, but Song Qingxiao at that time exploded with a powerful potential that made Wei Zhi uneasy.

As if you can never kill!

The scene where she was pierced by her own magic weapon, but then turned into a human head and snake body plunged into the border gate, which became the shadow that Wei Zhi had hidden for many years.

Through the golden shadow of Maitreya, the figure that had fled away at the beginning overlapped with the figure that held her in his hands now.

The seeds of fear that had been buried for many years suddenly broke out!

Wei Zhi was born in a family, but in the realm of transforming infants, he reformed the demon way and refined his body with demon blood, in order to defeat the demon in the state of mind.

But under these golden pupils, those thoughts instantly collapsed.

"Do not……"

Amidst her screams, she hurriedly presented a green gossip plate. The treasure was not activated yet, and the Buddha's fist was clenched.

The powerful spiritual pressure smashed Wei Zhi in his palm, his soul was destroyed, and he died invisible!

After killing a divine warrior and a Wei Zhi in seconds, Maitreya's giant palm grabbed the masterless gossip in his palm, and at the same time Song Qingxiao took out the chaotic blue lantern that was damaged in Shenzhuang.

The petals of the lamp body were damaged, and a deep crack appeared on the blue lamp. Under Meng Fanglan's heavy injuries, the vitality of the blue lamp was greatly damaged, and the flame body seemed to have shrunk by a third.

Song Qingxiao said nothing, and sent the flashing gossip plate into the blue flames.

I don't know where Wei Zhi got this thing. Only a corner of this gossip plate made the chaotic blue lantern grow a flower leaf.

The flame of the lamp quickly swallowed the treasure, the crack in the lamp body was quickly made up, and the previously dim light burst into light, and the aura seemed to grow a lot.

Immediately afterwards, the purple flame in the lamp flashed and disappeared into the wick.

A divine warrior who was forced to retreat by Maitreya fist shadow was still in shock, and before he was relieved from the shock of his companion's tragic death, a purple lotus mark appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

After devouring the Lingbao, the Chaos Blue Lantern was incomparably powerful, and its flames were more enchanting than before.

He noticed something wrong, and immediately lifted his palm and grabbed it between his eyebrows.

'boom! ’

The flame burning sounded in his soul, and under the purple flames, his face still had the joy and fear of escaping from the heavens, and then the feeling of shame and bone instantly filled his entire head.

The hand he raised weakly patted towards the head, but the head was turned to ashes in the fire.

The palm of the hand passed through the headless corpse, and the body of the **** warrior, led by this subtle force, fell to the ground with a ‘bang’.

At the same time, the golden dragon flying in the air turned around, turned into a long sword, and flew into the palm of her hand.

"dead!"

In this word, there is the power of extinguishing the dragon, combined with the sword, and slashed out.

The sword light horizontally and horizontally, killed the vajra holding the pestle that appeared all over the sky without leaving a piece of armor, and the residual sword energy went straight to the monks of the Sanskrit family on the lotus platform.

The sound of air currents slashed endlessly, and the Buddha's light appeared in the lotus platform, which turned into a hard and unmatched shield, sheltering the monks.

But in the next moment, the overflowing sword aura hits the Buddha's light on the lotus platform, and when I saw this group of monks in the realm of harmony are about to die--

Taikang Yishi finally made a move.

Countless sword lights are intertwined, and the forcing cold front rises into the sky, forming a large array of sword lights, blocking this chaotic sword light from the outside.

The two swords collided in a gas phase, and each seemed to be unconvinced, and uttered a long and crisp sound.

Under the influence of the sword qi, the long sword on the waist of Tai Kangwu, which had never been shot, seemed to sense the resonance of the sword qi, and hit the scabbard between the vibrating, making a ‘click’.

"This is..." As if he had sensed something, his eyes widened.

The long sword on the waist was still noisy, and the sword body appeared alive, as if being excited by this shocking blow, I couldn't wait to unsheath it, so that people could see its power.

He has been raising swords for many years, and his power is inherent.

Tai Kangwu, who was born in the Taikang clan, had already reached the state where the sword was in the heart, in the **** rather than in the shape.

His state of mind was very stable, but at this time, because of Song Qingxiao's shocking sword, it triggered something hidden in his heart.

As soon as the clan elders took action and temporarily blocked Song Qing's sword energy, some people sensed something wrong with Tai Kangwu.

"Little Five..."

A handsome man wearing a seven-point, wide-sleeved samurai robe with a long sword crossed his chest and called Tai Kangwu.

There was something wrong with his expression, as if it was both sad and hateful, but there was a trace of unbelievable surprise and hidden joy in those eyes.

"what?"

Until the elder's shouting sounded, Tai Kangwu subconsciously raised his head to look at him. Under the elder's eyes, he subconsciously pressed down the fiercely beating long sword on his waist:

"No!"

Now is not the time for him to do it, he once swore that this sword will be reserved for those who should be cut!

...

In the first round of the match between the two sides, Song Qingxiao was temporarily forced back by Taikang's sword aura.

In the blink of an eye, Wei Zhi, who was demonized by the imperial Pei family, died tragically.

The Tianwaitian Budo Academy died in two deaths and several wounds. The samurai escaped his life, and the Vajra formation under the monks of the Sanskrit family was torn apart.

Song Qing held a long sword in his hand, and a smiling Maitreya faced all beings with a smile.

"..."

Her strength is beyond everyone's expectations.

If it wasn't for everyone to see her breaking through the void, I'm afraid that this group of people would be killed and they would not dare to believe what happened before.

In the rush of air currents, Shi Qiuwu and Mr. Xuanmiao temporarily stopped their hands in a tacit understanding, and both sides received their magical powers and withdrew more than ten meters.

"There are talents from Jiangshan generation, Mr. Xuanmiao, we are old, why not let this star field be given to young people?"

Shi Qiuwu frantically adjusted the breath in the body, suppressing the horror in the depths of his heart, pretending to be calm, and slowly uttered a voice.

Song Qingxiao gave him too much shock.

A few years ago, this girl was weak and vulnerable in front of him, and now she is so strong.

When she stood to her side, even Shi Qiuwu felt a little pressure.

"Humph!"

At this moment, Mr. Xuanmiao can hardly maintain the amiable appearance of the previous talk and laughter, his face is gloomy.

Between the battle with Shi Qiuwu, neither of them found a slight advantage.

Shi Qiuwu has been in retreat for many years, although he has not been able to break through and enter the holy, but the depth of spiritual power and supernatural power are equal to him, it is really difficult to deal with!

His sullen gaze fell on Song Qingxiao's body, and his eyes finally took on a somewhat cautious look.

"That's..." Mr. Xuanmiao looked at the blue lantern that was still being held by Song Qingxiao.

The flame of the lamp was violet. Before that, the lamp easily killed a **** warrior in the void, which should not be underestimated.

He was born in the Eastern Qin family, read countless articles, knew everything in his mind, and suddenly remembered a strange thing that had disappeared for many years:

"Chaotic Blue Light?"

According to rumors, this lamp can communicate with yin and yang, and can burn the three realms.

Both gods and Buddhas will be burned under the flames of this lamp, which can destroy the world and all living beings.

"Unexpectedly, such a treasure would fall into your hands."

Mr. Xuanmiao's words shocked everyone around him and couldn't speak for a while.

"I underestimated you." He sighed.

Even though he had repeatedly overestimated Song Qingxiao's strength before he did it, he realized that what he thought was "overestimation" was still a mistake in evaluating rebellion after he did it.

She was many times more dangerous than Mr. Xuanmiao thought.

"No wonder No-me will fall into your hands and be snatched from the jade pendant by you."

His voice fell into the ears of everyone, and everyone was particularly surprised.

In fact, as soon as Mr. Miaobi's handwriting was published, many people guessed the truth like Qiuwu at the same time.

However, the guess is always false. When they heard that the Eastern Qin family's most treasured Taihao Tianshu really fell in the hands of Song Qingxiao, many people were still shocked.

She broke through the void realm in full view, and calculated according to the time of Mr. Miaobi's handwriting-when she was in the realm of Hedao, she took the Taihao Heavenly Book in the hands of Dong Qin Wuwo.

With the strength of a lower level, he can seize the treasure of the Eastern Qin family from the strong in the void, no wonder Mr. Xuanmiao would say that she underestimated her!

This kind of strength and this kind of cultivation base shouldn't be combined with three gods warriors at all, but should send out more masters to kill them in one fell swoop.

...

In the empire's ranks, except Shi Jiayan refused to say anything, Gu Chunxing did not say a word.

Before Pei, Chu and others could make a move in the future, they saw Song Qingxiao showing off his power.

In the Fan's family, the coffin that had been carrying a large black corpse gas under the shoulders of several clan children, after the battle ended temporarily, also stopped sounding.

The cracked coffin lid slowly closed, and the corpse who was about to get out of the coffin lay back silently, obviously waiting for another opportunity.

...

No one is not horrified by Song Qing's small strength, which seems to have surpassed the limitations of the empire's family.

"Taikang Yi's order!"

A trace of murder flashed in Mr. Xuanmiao's eyes and shouted loudly:

"Please come out of the five void realms and block Song Qing's small sword energy so that she can't get close!"

"The Sanskrit family, Taoism, evil, earth, human--"

He called out the names of several Buddhist monks from the Sanskrit family one after another, and said sharply: "Set up an array of gods and Buddha!"

"The Five Confucians of the Eastern Qin Dynasty are out."

As soon as Mr. Xuanmiao's voice fell, several people from the named family came forward one after another.

Among the nine great clans of Tianwaitian, apart from the slaughtered Changli clan, among the remaining eight clans, there are only five true warrior clans.

The other tribes, such as Shennong, Bingzang, and Xuandu, are not good at fighting.

"Thirty sacred warriors in the Budo Academy, regardless of life or death, punish this person!"

"Yes!"

Thirty divine warriors appeared, unleashing the power of the void, and besieged Song Qingxiao and Shi Qiuwu.

With the deaths of the first two gods and warriors, the remaining people did not dare to be careless, and they all released ten percent of their combat power.

"Brother..."

Within the Tianyi Gate, the two Hu Taoists couldn't help but look worried when they saw this scene.

This old ghost Xuanmiao has already moved his true character, even if Song Qingxiao has the ability to reach the sky, it may be difficult for him to cope with so many people.

Even if there is a big dipper array to help each other, she can't win.

"Are we really not making a move?"

Seeing this scene, this Qingpao Taoist was not only dissatisfied with the Budo Research Institute, but also showed compassion and love for Song Qingxiao.

Yiqingdao's long face sank like water, and seemed to be struggling inwardly.

And in the Taikang family at this moment, the middle-aged man with a handsome face is persuading Taikangwu:

"Xiao Wu, you can also fight and do your part for the family."

Taikang's original strength was considered tyrannical, but after Su Wuyi's death that year, it has already shown a tendency to become weaker.

In addition, the bloodline with high hopes for the clan died in the encirclement and suppression of the Martial Arts Research Institute, which made the Taikang clan extremely disappointed with the existence of the council in the Martial Arts Research Institute. Therefore, the orders to the council were always positive.

This time the council was ordered to mobilize five strong men to assist the Budo Academy to capture Song Qing’s primary school. Unlike Fanyin and Dongqin who sent out many strong men, Taikang really only came including There are five people including Tai Yasuo.

Originally, he had just drew a lot of signings to gather the number of people in his business, so he didn't plan to actually make a move during the whole process.

But by now, no one expected that the **** warrior of the Budo Academy was surprisingly weak. Song Qingxiao killed two void **** warriors in his shots, angering the mysterious and forcing the great clans to emerge.

"Second uncle, you also know that my long sword won't go out of its sheath."

Tai Kangwu's face was somewhat solemn.

With Song Qingxiao's strength, his sword will not be out of the sheath, and it is impossible for her to be her opponent based on the sword intent.

"I sweared that this sword intent was to kill that person!"

His voice is very soft, but very firm.

"But," the man he called the'Second Uncle' couldn't help but sighed upon hearing this:

"But, he is dead..."

"He is dead, so naturally I don't have to use a sword again in this life."

Tai Kangwu's free and easy smile still insisted on not playing.

In addition to Su Wu, he is also a very talented bloodline in the Taikang clan. He has reached the top level of the void realm so far, and he is only half a step away from the peak realm. He is also very hopeful to enter the holy realm. Man-it's just a pity that his state of mind is crippled, and he is destined to have no destiny in this life.

"Hey..." The second uncle sighed, facing Mr. Xuanmiao's gloomy face, but still biting his head, only to stand out with the other four members of the clan.

Song Qingxiao sneered and looked at the scene in front of him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ before speaking, suddenly, a yin energy shot from far in.

This breath is no small thing, it seems that it has reached half a step into the void.

The most terrifying thing is that there is a trace of devilish energy in this black energy, which adds to the murderous intent.

"The blue light... the blue light..."

Amidst the black clouds tumbling, a ghostly aura mixed with a voice that made it difficult to distinguish between men and women spread into everyone's ears.

'boom--'

The gust of wind swept through a strange figure, flew into the battle circle at a speed that could not cover his ears.

"Return my blue lantern!"

A stern and sharp female voice mixed with a strong male voice sounded, and a big white hand protruded out of the ghostly air, and went straight to the chaotic blue lantern in Song Qingxiao's hand.

At the critical moment, the number seven possessed by Chu Nu had arrived!