The biggest difference between the two is that the divine consciousness can control the spiritual power within its reach, while the spiritual power can attack the enemy's brain and directly destroy the opponent's spiritual sea, of course, this qiē must be built on strong spiritual power and spiritual skills. It can be said that as long as there is a proper cultivation method, the spiritual power is more powerful than the attack of the divine sense, and the strange attack method is impossible to guard against. As a fourteen-year-old eighth-order alchemist, Qing Wu's spiritual power was definitely enough to defy the sky, but even the Shangguan family had never obtained a spirit-type attack spirit technique.

Although Qingwu is very hot about this, she will not be too demanding, some things still depend on chance, the sky is so big, she can find it while practicing.

"Ignorant child, then let you see the true strength of the third order of the divine soldier!"

Fang He's fierce eyes were full of murderous intent, the long sword in his hand was suddenly wrapped in golden spiritual power, and he turned around to Qing Wu's side with a little step, and countless golden sword shadows were overwhelmingly shrouded in the flip of his wrist.

Qing Wu's eyes were awe-inspiring, and the sharp meaning unique to metallicity was a little stinging, but the robe made of ice silk still did not show the slightest crack, and Fang He was shocked to see it.

"Let it go, this space has been frozen by me, and no one else will notice it. Shangguan Hao said, his handsome face was cold, damn it, the little Fang family dared to provoke the people of my Shangguan family, I don't know whether to live or die!

The oppressive atmosphere in the air became more and more solemn, the delicate "young man" closed his eyes slightly, covering the red brilliance under his eyes, and the cold and indifferent voice gently fell into Fang He's ears: "Then give you a chance, this captain is looking forward to it." ”

As the words fell, the purple figure had already disappeared in place, and all the golden blade shadows collided together, bursting out with fiery golden light.

"Leaves fall Brahma. The turquoise jade seal suddenly appeared in the air, bursting open, and the purple-robed "young man" not far away stood faintly, his eyes were cold and silent, and he was not shocked, as if he was only facing a small person whose strength was not as good as his. This realization undoubtedly made Fang He angry, but soon he had no time to care.

The faint words seemed to sound from all directions, followed by the scattered green leaves in the sky, time and space seemed to pause for a moment, and then swept in his direction when Fang He was stunned, the edge of the sharp blades made him feel cold, and the spiritual power cover instantly enveloped his whole body, and translucent golden barriers were erected where his divine consciousness reached.

The leaves in the sky were like a turquoise tornado, with an indomitable fury and directly broke through the three-layer golden barrier, and the fourth path only lasted a few breaths before it shattered, turning into spiritual power and disappearing, and then the fifth and sixth paths, Fang He shook his hand and pinched the jade seal, but the fear in his eyes could not be hidden, where the hell did this monster come from, how could the first order of the divine soldier have such control power!

Fortunately, at the same time that the last barrier broke, the blades were also consumed a lot, Fang He breathed a sigh of relief, and the spiritual power shield around his body could completely resist. Junyi's face began to become hideous, and he simply withdrew the spiritual power cover and threw out the golden jade seal in his hand.

"The Golden Dragon Roars!"

The golden dragon condensed in the air and let out a long roar when it looked up to the sky. Invisible ripples shook the air, and the heavy pressure pressed violently towards Qingwu. Under such fluctuations, Qing Wu couldn't pass through the realm at all, and the red light in the black pupils flashed, and the ten fingers tapped lightly, and he was about to condense the jade seal but stopped abruptly.

"I hate this kind of thing to provoke my mother. The air froze for a moment, and the ten-meter-long purple dragon suddenly appeared in the air, and a pair of majestic purple eyes just glanced at the spiritual power golden dragon, and the latter burst open. The solemn and coercive voice continued: "The last person who did this is dead. ”

"Dragon, dragon clan!" Fang He swallowed his saliva, his body couldn't stop softening because of the fear and the pervasive dragon might, fear, endless fear and remorse were intertwined in his mind, the legendary dragon clan actually appeared, what kind of enemy did he provoke!

The appearance of gold had already determined the outcome of the battle, and with a flick of the dragon's tail, it was very violent and directly blasted through the layers of barriers and spiritual skills condensed by Fang He, and when the wind and waves were calm, what Qing Wu and Shangguan Hao saw was a pile of flesh and blood embedded in the ground.

It was the first time that the dragon's powerful flesh Qingwu had such a direct understanding.

"Mother!" the soft girl's voice was full of dependence, and Qing Wu's face softened a little unconsciously. Seeing Jin Zi's expectant praise again, Qing Wu put away the dagger in his hand that was ready to test the poison, and touched his head without hesitation, "The appearance is very good." She didn't know that because of today's words, in the future, the name of the dragon's arrogance and fury resounded throughout the whole world.

Jin Zi rubbed the palm of his mother with satisfaction, and then turned into a mimicry and wrapped around Qing Wu's wrist, which looked like a delicate purple bracelet, lined with a white arm, which looked very coordinated.

The red light gauze swirled, the rich rose fragrance filled the whole room, there was a bewitching figure lying on the side of the red gauze tent, several handsome men kneeling on the edge of the bed in thin gauze clothes, or beating their legs, or pinching their shoulders, their eyes were staring at the people on the bed, full of charm.

"Huh?" The person on the bed suddenly raised his head, revealing a beautiful and bewitching face, the expression on his face was not as enjoyable as before, but it was full of deep cold. With a palm, he pushed away the people around him, and his figure disappeared in place in a flash.

The four people left behind glanced at each other, and quickly followed.

In the empty corner, there are fallen leaves and broken branches everywhere, and what is quite striking is two corpses and a puddle of meat.

Yan Yihong looked at the unrecognizable lump of flesh, her eyes fell on the jade pendant that was broken on one side, and a few drops of blood dripped from a congratulatory word. The bewitching face sank, "Who dares to touch the person of this city lord!"

The four people who arrived later also knew who had died, and although they were very happy that there was one less competitor in their hearts, their faces were not dangerous at all, and they also appropriately showed a trace of grief and regret.

"Check it out right away! After you catch it, you will be cut with a thousand cuts!"

"Yes!" the four replied in unison.

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Back in Yihong Building, when Yan Yihong summoned Xue Qianqian, someone found that the latter had no breath at all, and a black blood mark on his neck was extremely dazzling.

Within a day, martial law had fallen in the city, and the city guards were shuttling through the streets, and for a moment people were in fear. It's a pity that Qing Wu has changed into a purple gauze skirt, and she has also changed her face and stepped out of Yihong City leisurely.