What does that feel like?

It was like a strong man, who had been accumulating strength for a long time, and his muscles were violent, and he roared three thousand seven hundred and eighty-two times, and smashed the boulder in his hand into the lake.

As a result, not to mention the splash, not even a fart.

When Xiao Yao realized that the sword qi he swung out was so lightly dissolved by the woman standing on the golden auspicious cloud, he had such a picture in his mind.

The other party looked at him with contempt in his eyes......

There were even some teasing.

It's like a little milk dog that has just been born for a long time, and even can't walk steadily, but threatens to bite itself, people will show such funny and funny expressions.

Such an expression was also like a needle, piercing Xiao Yao's heart.

Before that, he knew that this woman was powerful, and even thought that the other party's strength was not something he could compete with at all.

It's one thing to imagine it, it's another thing to really feel it.

The feeling of powerlessness has become more real now.

Xiao Longxiang and Zhao Tieniu struggled to get up, staring at the woman.

The rest of the immortal cultivators were all pressed to the ground by an invisible force, even if they were reluctant in their hearts, they were a little helpless.

Song Yilin, Nan Tianyuan and others are also in this state.

They really want to get up right now and join the fight, even if they can't shake the other party, but at least they can get out of the current predicament.

What does it mean to bow down to one's enemies?

This is a great humiliation for them.

Ordinary people may have enough awe of the so-called immortals, but they don't!

The road they took was the fairy road!

Their ultimate direction is also to become immortals!

In this case, why should the so-called immortals be worthy of their bow?

You now are just me in the future, no matter whether they can do it in the future or not, whether they can get to this point, but at least what is the belief in their hearts.

What's more, now this woman is still their enemy.

As long as it's an enemy, even an immortal?

Song Yilin's fingers had already dug into the soil.

There was blood all over the fingers.

Their chests, pressed against the ground, kept agitating, and the air was drawn in from their mouths and spewed out of their noses, faster, faster, and heavier.

Xiao Yao stood up again.

Several strange flames, dancing flames, smashed towards the woman on the auspicious clouds, this was the first time Xiao Yao had condensed such a devouring flame, he was confident, if the opponent he was facing now was a ninefold master, he would be directly swallowed by this flame.

However, the woman sneezed, and the flames disappeared again.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Xiao Yao subconsciously shuddered.

It's not yet the season of bitter cold winds.

Even if he really arrived, it would not have any impact on a ninefold master like Xiao Yao, but now he sensed the biting cold.

This kind of coldness is not transmitted from the outside world, but rises from the depths of the soul.

That woman, her eyes were always looking at Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao roared again, and the clothes on his upper body were also torn into strips of rags by Gangfeng at this moment, and strands hung on his body.

He pulled a strong wind, facing the difficulties, his body rose in the air again, and the aura in his body also surged wildly again, his body was also slowly undergoing huge changes at this time, and there seemed to be a few little mice under the skin, and then slowly condensed together, forming a cluster of explosive muscles.

The dark iron sword in his hand stabbed towards the woman's face.

This sword has the momentum to break through the heavens and the earth.

It's obviously full of momentum.

Obviously unbeatable.

But it was still pressed down by the woman's hand, and even Xiao Yao's body fell to the ground again, this time, when Xiao Yao's body fell to the ground, it also smashed a big hole in the cement floor, with that pit as the center point, extending dozens of lines, like a spider web - it was shocking to watch.

Cracks formed on the concrete floor are staggered.

Xiao Yao struggled to crawl out of the pit, his body was blurred with flesh and blood, a large piece of his face was rotten, and the bones of Senbai on his shoulders had already been revealed. Not to mention that Xiao Yao is now a nine-fold immortal cultivator, you must know that when he was in the Lingwu World, he fused with the Yuan Infant in his body to form a half-immortal body.

In addition to the keel of the body......

But even so, that woman's casual blow could make Xiao Yao so miserable.

It can be seen how terrible this woman is!

Seeing Xiao Yao get up again, the woman standing on top of the auspicious clouds also showed a look of surprise on her face.

"It's kind of interesting. "A woman's beautiful eyes are flowing.

Hearing such words, Xiao Yao did not feel the slightest sense of praise, on the contrary, from the other party's tone, what he heard was a kind of disdain.

It's nothing more than a surprise when one hand didn't press an ant to death.

Even if it's a half-immortal body......

Even if it's a keel......

Even if it is a ninefold master cultivator......

Even if you disdain to use the secret technique of the ghost gate at all costs, can't you resist this woman's attack?

Xuantie Sword, Strange Tinder, one by one hole cards were turned over by Xiao Yao.

With his current strength, even if it was Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, he would be able to kill him without using any external force.

But in the face of the indifferent woman on the auspicious clouds, he had no power to fight back.

Xiao Yao's heart has been occupied by frustration.

It's like a wild beast is biting at its heart.

"I just want to take that little girl, I don't want to hurt you, if you are obsessed with it again, I will kill you one day. The woman said with a cold face, "You have repeatedly provoked the deity, and the deity tolerated it one by one, just for the sake of being the face of the little girl's father, and I don't want her to hate me in the future, if you are provoking, I will definitely kill you and other mortals, and the big deal is to erase the memory of the little girl." ”

Xiao Yao's body trembled.

He was really scared.

It's not because the other party said that he wanted to kill them mortals, but because he was worried that the other party would really erase Xiao Niannian's memory.

"Xiao Yao, don't bother with her, let's not let her take Niannian away!" Xiao Longxiang said suddenly.

Xiao Yao came back to his senses and dissipated the fear in his heart.

Indeed, if you want to erase Xiao Niannian's memory, you also have to do it after Xiao Niannian is kidnapped, but what Xiao Yao wants to do now is not to let the other party take Xiao Niannian away.

Therefore, erasing or not erasing memories is not something I need to worry about now.

Once again, the fighting spirit is high.

The woman also seemed to feel the burning fighting spirit on Xiao Yao's body, her eyes were cold, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, her face was like frost, and her eyes were like a sword: "Hmph, I don't know what is dead or alive." ”

After saying that, she suddenly clenched her fists.

In an instant, Xiao Yao felt that an inexplicable energy around him was surging wildly, rushing into his eyebrows, and his body was bulging, like a balloon that was being inflated.

He could almost imagine how his body would be blown up in the next second.

It's like a balloon that's full of air and still pumping up.

He could still see the woman's face.

His face was full of sneers at himself.

He couldn't figure it out.

Are the immortals in the heavens as unreasonable as this woman?

Are they all the same as this woman, who treats human life like a mustard?

Do you do whatever she wants like this woman? Why? Just because she is a mortal, she can do whatever she wants, and take Xiao Niannian away if she wants to?

Is the sky really so unfair?

However, even if he died, Xiao Yao would not feel any fear, and his chest was still calm.

Even if you really die, you can be regarded as the place where you die.

Even if he died, he would not allow others to snatch Xiao Niannian from his arms!

He looked around and found that Xiao Longxiang and the others were all the same as himself.

Those immortal cultivators who were still lying on the ground, the bodies of those people were also constantly swelling, and from their faces, Xiao Yao saw fear.

Obviously, these people have no way to face death calmly like Xiao Yao and others.

"It's my business, it has nothing to do with them!" Xiao Yao roared angrily, but his voice was very small.

Even if it was himself, he couldn't hear it very clearly.

He was no longer calm.

If it's really just that he died, he doesn't care, because for Xiao Niannian, even if he really pays his life, it's not a big deal, but he can't see that so many people are dying for himself, which is something he can't accept no matter what, but now he finds that not only does he have no room to fight back, but he can't even do it hysterically.

The power of immortals is so terrifying?!

At this moment, a golden light appeared in the sky again.

In addition to the golden light, some strange voices can be heard in my ears.

It's like Sanskrit when a monk recites sutras.

The moment the voice sounded, everyone seemed to be purified.

It is like walking in the endless desert, with a dry mouth and on the verge of death, but suddenly encountering Ganlin.

It's as if the whole body is soaked in a clear spring.

The woman standing on the auspicious clouds also frowned.

"Do the people of the Buddha realm want to meddle too?!" the woman said angrily.

The golden light poured down and landed in front of Xiao Yao.

When the golden light dissipated, a little monk in a golden robe touched his bare head, with a faint smile on his face.

Around his neck, there was a string of Buddhist beads the size of a baby's fist, and at every moment, a Sanskrit script that Xiao Yao couldn't understand was engraved on the beads.

"Amitabha. The little monk folded his hands, recited the Buddha's name, and looked at the woman above the auspicious clouds, "Lord Xianzun, these people are my friends, and please ask Lord Xianzun to open up the net and let my old friend go." ”

The woman snorted coldly, squinted at the little monk in the golden robe, and asked, "What if I don't want to?"

"Then the jade will be burned. After the little monk finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and took out a golden bowl from his robe.

"Hmm, the treasure of the Buddha Realm is in your hand, Ha, your Buddha Realm is really generous enough, can I lend you such a precious thing?" The woman showed her disdain as much as possible, but everyone could see that she looked at the little monk with a look in her eyes that was quite jealous.

I didn't know what that golden bowl was, but it could indeed pose a threat to the fairy.

"Therefore, please also ask Lord Xianzun to leave, today's day, I will repay you in the future. The little monk smiled, and his voice suddenly turned cold.

The so-called reciprocation may not be a good retribution!