The situation on the scene seemed to be Qinglian pressing the Rakshasa to fight, but Qinglian had a little worry hidden in her eyes.

Fang Cai Qinglian took advantage of the Rakshasa to be unprepared for a while, and only then did she knock it to the ground under the sneak attack, and at this moment, in order to suppress the Rakshasa, Qinglian had done her best.

At first glance, the unpretentious punches and kicks are actually killing moves that consume a lot of spiritual energy to strengthen the flesh and use fighting skills to assist in the force, which is not a small load on Qinglian.

Not to mention an ordinary flesh and blood body, even if it is a statue made of steel, I am afraid that I can't help but punch Qinglian with all her strength at this time.

But Rakshasa was beaten by Qinglian, although he was a little embarrassed, but he didn't actually suffer any serious injuries.

"It's really a monster!" Qinglian slammed her elbow into Rakshasa's back, and the force of the shock couldn't help but make her arm tingle, and she became panting even with her breath.

That is, there was a slight stagnation between the offensives, and the Rakshasa immediately seized this flaw, waved his wings and slapped the green lotus on his back away.

Qinglian churned in the air, and when she landed, she supported it with one hand on the ground, and stood still after unloading the force.

"Roar~~~" Rakshasa roared, holding a steel fork, and rushed towards Qinglian with a fierce momentum, with the meaning of asking for the field.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't make it!" Qinglian's eyes flashed with cold light, and she was also stubborn.

Without flinching in the slightest, Qinglian stomped on the ground, clenching her fist and smashing it into the sharp steel fork.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Qinglian took more than ten steps backwards before losing her strength, and the Rakshasa on the other side shook her body and stopped her body after taking two steps back.

"Come again!" Qinglian's face was gloomy as water, and there seemed to be a fierce aura around her body.

Knock! Knock!

Seeing that the two figures, one big and one small, kept colliding together, rushing towards each other again after a short blow, everyone present was completely dumbfounded.

"Qinglian's temper is a little irritable!" Zhang Lie thought a lot and held back such a sentence.

Victoria, who was next to her, swallowed, and suddenly realized what her previous crazy temptation had been.

In a sense, it's a miracle that she's alive and well!

"Captain, can Qinglian beat that monster?" the big man asked aloud.

Zhang Lie stared at the field, sighed and shook his head, "Not too optimistic! Qinglian is desperate now, but that monster obviously still has some strength left!"

"I'm going to help and see if I can give fire support from the side!" Victoria said in a voice.

Zhang Lie stretched out his hand to grab Victoria, and said calmly: "Why do you think everyone present didn't make a move? Rash meddling now will only affect the battle situation, and even implicate Qinglian! See the right time and respond at any time!"

Boom~~~

The green lotus in the field shook the Rakshasa again, and the green lotus that flew out upside down dragged a long trail on the ground.

Her right arm hung weakly at her side, and Qinglian, who was half-kneeling on the ground, gritted her teeth and wanted to stand up, but her legs seemed to be out of control, and she couldn't support her body at all.

It is true that Qinglian's lotus root body is very strong, and the potential for tapping is very large.

However, Qinglian's cultivation, spiritual strength, and the compatibility of the unity of spirit and flesh will directly affect the physical limit that Qinglian can reach!

For example, at this moment, Qinglian seriously overdrew her aura, and even stimulated the resentful qi when she was a ghost baby, and she had reached her limit.

Being able to fight the Rakshasa head-on so far is already precious, and the reason why he failed to defeat the Rakshasa can only be said that Qinglian's cultivation time is too short.

If Qinglian is given a few more years and let her tap more of her own potential, there may be no possibility of winning!

"桀桀~~~" Rakshasa noticed that Qinglian was at the end of his crossbow, and approached Qinglian with a strange smile, dragging the steel fork in his hand on the ground, dragging several ravines on the loess slope.

"The sun rises in the east, and the light shines brightly. The spirit guards me, and the Qingmen is established. Lu Cun Gonghui, not Yun Binggang. Control both the economy, the standard of the big Kuang. Not more than the death, the old water ghost town. The three elements are full of body, and the eight gods are the frontier. Those who oppose me die, and dare to rush. Huang Lao's law ordered, hurry away from the distance. The Northern God is recorded and will never be ominous. Hurry like a law!" Victoria saw that the situation was not good, and quickly chanted a spell in her mouth, and the jade talisman that had been clasped in her hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

In the gloomy sky shrouded in blood mist and ghostly energy, several starlights pierced through the clouds and shone on the ground.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the shining stars in the sky are clearly the spoon-shaped Big Dipper!

"Qinglian, I can only help here!" After forcibly driving the treasure of the town sect that came by the way before running away from home, Victoria smiled miserably, and fell to the ground completely out of strength.

At the same time, everyone present also came to the rescue, and all kinds of means attacked the Rakshasa like a flood.

The seven stars of the Big Dipper are connected in a line, converging into a brilliant starlight that descends, as if to cleanse the world of filth and turbidity.

A trace of horror and horror flashed in Rakshasa's eyes, and he let out a low cry, and a pair of arms actually appeared on his waist again.

The rich ghost aura condensed and formed between the newborn hands, turning into a ghostly miserable green arc knife.

The arc knife went straight to the starlight, and the ghost qi and green fire sounded a tooth-aching sneer the moment they collided with the starlight.

After a few seconds, the arc knife shattered overwhelmingly, dissipating into green smoke, and the starlight was also dim and abnormal, losing the momentum of its fall.

Boom~~~

Rakshasa raised his arm and raised it, and the tide of ghostly energy swept away the last trace of starlight.

The remaining magic weapons or charms were either knocked away by the Rakshasa with a steel fork, or directly resisted with their arms.

"Roar~~~" Rakshasa raised his head to the sky and roared, as if declaring his invincibility!

On the other hand, the Xtep members and monks present were like frosted eggplants, their faces full of despair and despair.

"桀桀~~~" Rakshasa bent down, stretched out his arm, grabbed Qinglian's body and slowly lifted it.

Qinglian struggled twice, but those arms were as strong as iron tongs, and the power from them was constantly strengthening.

Click~~~

With the continuous exertion of the rakshasa, Qinglian, who had never been injured since the fusion of the lotus root's body, experienced the taste of pain for the first time!

"Master, the disciple is not filial, I am afraid that I will not be able to serve in the future!" At the moment when she was about to die, Qinglian found that what she was most reluctant to do was Xuanwei and the view of heaven and earth.

Snort~~~

Just as Qinglian gave up struggling, a meteor-like sword light pierced the sky and passed through Rakshasa's arm in an instant.

When she landed, Qinglian felt that the huge power in her body was loosened.

But I saw that the arms that were bound to Qinglian's body suddenly broke away from the body of the Rakshasa and were cut off by the sword light!

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, what have you done to the lovely disciples of the Poor Dao?" The young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe carried a sword box on his back, rode a green ox, and slowly descended from the sky.