Without the Mahayana monks, the Yunqing Sect is like a child without a mother, anyone will come over and bully, and how difficult it is for them to survive in this crack!

Of course, he also knew that nothing had happened to the three Mahayanas, but where were they? Will they know that their sect is about to suffer a catastrophe and rush back in time to rescue?

Song Qiao sighed in his heart, he really didn't have the slightest confidence in this question, how could it be so coincidental, there was no news for hundreds of years, and they came out of this accident?

You know, the sect tried its best, but they didn't find any trace of them!

"Song Daoyou, otherwise, if you join our Xiaoyao Pavilion, with your qualifications and cultivation, you will definitely be very popular!" He Jin persuaded him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, He Daoyou, you have to worry about it, but I, Song, am a person from Yunqing Sect, and since I should live and die with Yunqing Sect, I will never turn my back on the sect.

Besides, it is still unknown which side will go to the final victory, you know, how many ups and downs have my Yunqing Sect experienced since ancient times, and now it is still standing in the Tianze Continent and becoming an indestructible existence?

It's He Daoyou, Song still feels very regretful, although we don't have any friendship, but for He Daoyou's personality, Song still appreciates it, but it's a pity, the Tao is different! ”

He Jin nodded, shook his head again, and said noncommittally to Song Qiao's Hua, hugging his fists and saying: "Song Daoyou, it's useless to say more, we can't avoid this scene, Song Daoyou, please!" ”

"Please!" Song Qiao also hugged his fist at him, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn.

The two of them stopped talking, just looked at each other cautiously, the two of them had no grudges, and even had a little sympathy for each other, but they couldn't keep it like this, the problem between them was definitely not something they could decide.

The robes on the two people's bodies gradually swelled, and the clothes were automatic and rustling without wind, and it was obvious that the two people were already doing their own work.

"Song Daoyou, offended!" A low cheer came, but it was He Jin who had already started.

As the voice fell, a blue arc rushed towards Song Qiao with endless spiritual pressure, menacing, and suddenly burst open when it reached Song Qiao.

Countless blue rays filled the space in front of him, each with endless killing intent, chilling to the bone marrow.

At the moment when He Jin made a move, Song Qiao also shot like electricity, and the magic of his hands did not dare to pause in the slightest.

In his hands, a large emerald green barrier appeared, and under Song Qiao's drive, it stretched rapidly, completely enveloping the blue world.

When He Jin saw it, he changed his hand and pinched the trick, controlling Lan Mang to rush left and right in the barrier, and the barrier was constantly stretched, contracted, contracted, and stretched in this conflict......

A cold light flashed in Song Qiao's eyes, his palm flipped a few times, and his fingers pointed at the barrier, and the barrier pushed in the direction of He Jin.

He Jin naturally couldn't let him get his wish, and tried his best to push them on the opposite side.

This is a contest between two people's spiritual power, and whoever is more powerful will have an advantage in the contest.

In this way, the two of you pull me, each urging their own spiritual power, trying to crush each other.

But how hard it was!

The two of them are both monks in the late stage of refining, they are already comparable, and they are both competitive characters.