"How dare you threaten me?" Taoist Songqing saw the blood on his grandson's tender neck, the muscles on his face were tangled and twisted, and the cold eyes were full of blood. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, but black beads poured out.
However, the black light was suddenly withdrawn.
However, even though the black light was withdrawn, the powerful spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul stage master immediately surged out from the sea of consciousness, condensed into a ferocious scimitar, and silently cut through the void towards Shangguan Mingyuan.
When Yu Ziqing saw this, Leng Jin let out a cry, his third eye suddenly opened, and he struck out with his sword intent.
Taoist Master Songqing is worthy of being a master at the Nascent Soul stage. As soon as Yu Ziqing's sword intention came out, he immediately "saw" a gleaming sword coming towards the scimitar he released.
The sword intention was not as powerful as his scimitar, but the spiritual power contained in it was extremely condensed and never dispersed. Although Song Qing had just advanced to the Nascent Soul stage and was arrogant, he also knew that although his spiritual power was powerful, it was absolutely incomparable.
Unable to be so condensed, Song Qing's pupils suddenly shrank, and a look of shock could not be suppressed on his face.
When Song Qing was shocked, the swords invisible to the naked eye had quietly collided together in the air, making bursts of thunder-like sounds, the surrounding space was distorted, and a strong wind suddenly arose.
There were bursts of thunder and strong winds out of thin air, which shocked everyone around them. Except for Chen Po, who had regained consciousness, he vaguely guessed what had happened. No one else knew that a dangerous and fierce battle was unfolding in the void among the lightning and flint.
, the sword intention and the sword intention struck dozens of times in the void. The look of shock on Song Qing's face became more and more intense, as if he had seen a ghost. Although Yu Ziqing incredibly released the sword with his cultivation in the Qi Transformation stage.
Intention, and the concentration of the sword intention is very high, but no matter how magical the Niwan Palace is, Yu Ziqing is still in the realm of the Qi Transformation stage after all, and there is still a huge gap in the amount of spiritual consciousness released by the two sides.
The mighty sword intention and Yu Ziqing's seemingly weak sword intention are just like an adult and a child. There is an absolutely insurmountable gap in strength. Song Qing originally thought that after several sword strikes, Toki Fang's sword intention would not be instantaneous.
He was chopped into ashes and annihilated, but in fact, the opponent's control of the sword intention was almost unbelievable. Every sword wielder was like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace. No matter how powerful and powerful his clear sword intention was,
But he couldn't do anything about it. Not only that, several times his sword intention was almost uncontrollably scattered under the opponent's strange and sharp attacks, and transformed into countless strands of spiritual power. If it really got to that point, Song Qing's
I'm afraid my mental thoughts will be fatally struck immediately.
Songqing saw that his sword intention could not defeat Yu Ziqing's sword intention at all, but he might fall into eternal catastrophe if he was not careful. He did not dare to fight anymore, so he suddenly swung his sword, withdrew his overwhelming sword intention, and tightly guarded the sea of consciousness on the Lingtai.
No longer competing with the perverted Qi Transformation Stage monk in front of him, he thought, "Who are you? What's the point?" As soon as the sword was retracted, Song Qingyin stared at She Ziqing coldly, with a very expression on his face.
As soon as Song Qing's words came out, almost all the Taoist priests in Jinhua Temple were dumbfounded. Song Qingniu had just coaxed Guan Mingyuan and was not qualified to threaten him. Everyone thought he was going to show his power and take down Yu Ziqing and others in one fell swoop, but they had to wait.
I didn't see him show off his power for a while, he just stood in the clouds and stared at Yu Ziqing. Now it's better, he even asked such a question
Dongming was dumbfounded. In his eyes, his grandfather had always been able to make clouds and rain with his hands. He was omnipotent. He was waiting expectantly for Songqing to deal with Yu Ziqing and others ruthlessly, and the bad breath in his heart came out. , but I didn’t expect that what I was waiting for was such a sentence.
"Grandpa, why are you shaking with them? It's not too late to kill them first, then take out their souls and whip them slowly." When did Dongming eat this kind of poultry, and now he finally waited for grandpa, and saw that the old man actually seemed to want to be with Yu Zi. They were close to each other, and their faces were twisted and ferocious, and they shouted:
Although Shangguan Mingyuan didn't know why the handsome old immortal who came riding on the dark clouds was all talk but no action, he could vaguely guess that he must be very afraid of Yu Ziqing, so he asked this question, which was weighing heavily on his heart. The giant sun finally fell. He was originally a gangster who licked blood with his knife edge. He was born with an unyielding ferocity and bloody nature. As long as his side had a glimmer of hope of victory, it was enough for Shangguan Mingyuan to fight vigorously. After fighting hard, now that Song Qing is not as invincible as he imagined and still has to worry about Yu Ziqing, what else does he have to worry about?
"Shut your stinky mouth." Shangguan Mingyuan raised his foot and stomped down on Dong Ming's face, then crushed him back and forth several times. "Ahhh" Dong Ming screamed, shrilly. The screams pierced the night sky, making people's hair tremble. "Spineless guy" Shangguan Ming saw the situation and stamped Dong Ming hard again.
In the clouds, Master Songqing watched his grandson being trampled by Shangguan Mingyuan into a fat pig. The flesh on his face twitched, and he wished he could skin Shangguan Mingyuan alive. But his grandson's life was in his hands, and the knife The intended sneak attack could not pass Yu Ziqing's test, but he had no choice but to watch helplessly like Chen Po and others.
Yu Ziqing saw that Song Qing's face was disgusting, and his cruel and vicious look kept flashing in the middle of the day. He didn't know that even if he was willing to give up, others would not give up. They were willing to give up. Yu Ziqing himself was not afraid, and there was nothing they could do to him. But Yu Ziqing had to think about his relatives and friends in the secular world.
"I'll give you one last chance." Yu Ziqing's sunlight slowly swept across the Jinhua audience, including Master Songqing in the sky, and he said in a cold voice without answering the question: "If you are willing to let me plant a talisman in your soul, I will let you live. Otherwise." After saying this, Yu Ziqingchun took a moment, and a powerful murderous aura suddenly burst out from his whole body. "Kill" "Hahahaha" Songqing laughed in anger, and the dark clouds rolled violently.
Song Xi and others stared at Yu Ziqing with the eyes of an idiot. Even now, this little monk is still so arrogant. They really don't know whether he is a fool or a lunatic. Does he really think that he can control the entire Jinhua with a single insight in his hand? Are you watching the life of the monk? Do you really think that you can sweep away the entire Jinhua Temple, including the master of the temple who has become a semi-immortal, just by relying on his superb imperial treasure magic?
Facing Song Qing's wild laughter and everyone's mocking gazes, Yu Guqing acted extraordinarily calmly, looking at everyone quietly with eyes without any emotion.
Suddenly, a ray of golden light escaped from Yu Ziqing's eyebrows. The golden light twisted in the void and gradually transformed into a person. This person was wearing green clothes and wearing cloud shoes. He was tall and tall, holding a nine-story pagoda in his hand. His face is exactly the same as Yu Ziqing's
It’s finished today. I’ll have the cheek to ask for a recommendation vote on Monday. Thank you.
