In the void, the overlapping Xuan Ice shattered, and the broken ice flew all over the sky, like thousands of sword lights crisscrossing the sky, and then it was frozen by the extreme cold.

The forces collide, and the avenue competes.

I don't know how many people are watching this battle.

Countless people's hearts are raised to their throats.

They were praying, praying that the transparent beads would be mighty.

But they all knew that although the bead blocked the speed of the fist's fall, it still couldn't stop this world-destroying punch.

No matter how strong the defense is, there will be a day when it will be breached.

As a result, they fell into despair again, those monks with excellent magic skills had already taken up the magic weapon and flew away, and those ordinary people, taking advantage of this period of safety, moved farther away from the Feng Pavilion.

Even if everything is in vain, even if all the effort is wasted, at least they have peace of mind.

Ants still steal life, and it is the instinct of any life to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

As if the heavens had heard the prayers of the people, a rusty iron sword flew from the distant sky and slashed at the fist like a star.

There is no brilliant brilliance, and there is no sword qi that penetrates the sky, this is just an extremely simple sword.

No one knew the rusty iron sword, and no one had faith in it.

Because this sword is so ordinary.

Because this sword is so ordinary.

Zhuge Xinyue also had no confidence in this sword.

She is still in Fengming City, still standing in that restaurant.

Compared to other cities, Fengming City is still safe.

Although the leyline qi was exhausted and the Flame Devouring Sun Array had been destroyed, after the Fulong Disk merged into the ground, the originally cracked earth was all restored.

The other monks in the city had already fled Fengming City, and the ordinary people had also moved out, and Fengming City had become an empty city.

Zhuge Xinyue didn't run away, because she knew that if the bead couldn't block the huge fist, no matter how fast she escaped, she wouldn't be able to escape the range covered by the fist.

It was just death, and she didn't want to die so embarrassed.

On the contrary, she is calm now.

There was no joy and no fear.

She looked up into the void, only to find that the rusty iron sword had made a strange trajectory in a huge storm of energy, slashing at the wrist of the fist.

It could never have happened, but it happened.

The void where the huge fist has been imprisoned, the energy storm that destroys the world and the earth, let alone a rusty iron sword, even if it is a fairy sword, it will be shattered by that huge energy.

But things were so strange, the rusty sword was unscathed in the storm, and the imprisoned void did not stop this ordinary sword.

It's incredible.

A soft grunt came from the sky, as if the owner of the fist felt pain.

Zhuge Xinyue was stunned, pain, how could it be painful?

The three-foot iron sword was not even a needle in front of the huge fist.

How can it hurt?

Then, Zhuge Xinyue saw a drop of blood.

The blood was not an ordinary crimson color, but a milky white like milk, exuding a rich vitality.

This blood spilled from the wrist of the fist, dripping down from the void, and it dripped down Fengming City.

After she saw the blood dripping on the ground, all the flowers and trees around the blood magically sprouted, and then grew rapidly.

At the same time, the iron sword drew another arc in the void, heading towards the huge fist.

Extremely simple, domineering.

I don't know why, Zhuge Xinyue has more confidence in this long sword covered with rust.

Sure enough, the iron sword slashed at the wrist of the fist again, coinciding with the previous slash.

Zhuge Xinyue had an astonishing conjecture: the owner of this iron sword wanted to cut off this giant hand that covered the sky and the sun.

What a crazy idea, as crazy as an ant is going to bite an elephant to death.

But the facts proved Zhuge Xinyue's conjecture, because the iron sword once again slashed at the same position of the giant hand.

She felt like she was watching a secular butcher, constantly chopping bones, without Taoism, swordsmanship, or rules, but he succeeded in slashing at the wrist of the giant hand again and again.

She couldn't see the mystery of this sword technique at all.

"Bold!"

There was an extremely angry voice from the sky, which shook Zhuge Xinyue's ears, and even his soul seemed to be shocked out of his body by this sound.

She had to concentrate and keep her mind.

She didn't like this feeling very much, as a monk in the Spirit Attraction Realm, she didn't even have the qualifications to watch the battle on the side, which was a kind of sadness.

After her soul stabilized, she sighed, as if she had spit out all her unhappiness, and her face became calm again.

She looked into the void again, and she saw that the huge fist was retracting, and the transparent beads were shining with white light, and layers of frost not only froze the void, but also healed the skin on the fist, spreading to the arm, as if to freeze the giant hand in the void.

She finally understood why the iron sword could slash in the same spot again and again.

There was another angry voice from the sky, and the voice contained the will of the Great Dao.

Zhuge Xinyue tightened his mind so that his soul would not be shocked out of his body.

But the sound appeared only one or two syllables, and it was muffled by another voice, and then, somehow, there was a rosary in the void.

One by one, the rosary spread out in all directions, turning into eight huge Buddha statues, exuding dazzling golden light.

These eight Buddhas have different appearances, some have smiling faces, some have sad faces, some have angry eyes, and some have solemn appearances... They each pinched the Dharma seal, recited the true scriptures, and made runes through the culture, like fireflies in the sky, constantly surging towards the giant hand.

This is the sealing method of Buddhism.

Is it Mesuji Temple?

One defense, one town, one attack, one seal.

It works together perfectly.

It seems that there are a lot of people who want to keep this giant hand.

Zhuge Xinyue leaped down from the restaurant,

She didn't want to escape, she wanted to go to Fengge.

Only if you are closest, you will get more benefits, even if you just get a drop of the blood of a giant hand, it is also a great creation.

She wants to be strong!

As soon as she flew outside the city, she saw several people.

Three women, four men.

No, it should be five men.

Because there is another man who is Tang Bai.

She didn't know why Tang Bai was here, but she knew that she didn't like Tang Bai and Xu Caifeng very much.

Others don't know Xu Caifeng, but she knows that she also knows that Xu Caifeng's practice is "The Way of Affection", which is an exercise from ruthlessness to affection.

Once in love, cause and effect are born, one life, two people are born, one person dies, two people die.

To fall in love, you need an object, just like the realm of cultivating immortals, you also need a loved one.

At this time, Tang Bai sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and he was practicing and sitting.

On Tang Bai's side, Xu Caifeng, Song Chunfeng, Han Niu, and Aji, the four of them formed a formation to protect Tang Bai.

Xia He, the fourth young master, and Xiao Lu guarded by the side of several people.

Xia He saw Zhuge Xinyue, but did not speak.

Zhuge Xinyue didn't speak, just glanced at Tang Bai, and then flew up and headed towards the Feng Pavilion.

The fourth young master said, "Why did she leave?"

Xia He said: "Why can't she go?"

The fourth young master said: "I thought she was with Tang Bai... ”

The fourth young master didn't say it completely, but Xia He understood the meaning of his words, and Xiao Lu also understood it.

Does Zhuge Xinyue like Tang Bai or not?

Maybe only she knows.

Maybe she didn't know it herself.

It's hard to know others, and it's even harder to know yourself.

Zhuge Xinyue's heart was a little confused, but her speed was still very fast, and it didn't take long for her to reach the Hundred Flowers Peak on the periphery of Feng Pavilion.

Baihua Peak still stood outside the mountain gate of Fengge, but the peak was shrouded, a thick black fog, and from time to time there were voices of coquettish and angry reprimands in the black fog.

Someone is fighting.

She really didn't understand that there were still people fighting at such a dangerous time.

She flew closer and saw a few red rays flickering in the pitch-black mist.

The red glow was emitted by a few Feng Pavilion disciples, who were trapped in the black mist, and were using Feng Pavilion's "Nirvana Cremation Yuan Gong" to prepare for the fire emitted by Nirvana for self-preservation.

"Nirvana Cremation Yuan Gong" is a self-destructive exercise that can turn the true essence of the whole body into a sea of fire to protect the soul spirit.

This kind of exercise is similar to the Demon Sect's Demon Yuan reversal, although the realm will forcibly raise the realm, but the cultivation of a body will also be in vain, and then even if he does not die, he will become an ordinary mortal and practice again.

Zhuge Xinyue understood why these fellow disciples were here, but she didn't blame them.

Even husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when the disaster comes, not to mention the relationship between the sects.

Zhuge Xinyue shouted: No! Then a Taiji diagram appeared in his hand and threw it into the air.

For a while, the surrounding air became extremely hot, and clusters of flames appeared in the void, clusters, clusters, fused with each other, and then after being absorbed by the Taiji Tu, it turned into a huge fiery red phoenix, with raging flames burning on its body, and its wings spread out, like two suspended fire clouds.

The fire phoenix roared, and the sound waves turned into invisible power, like countless fiery red threads, cutting vertically and horizontally in the black mist, trying to chop the black mist.

The red line strangely avoided the Feng Pavilion disciple in the fog.

Then, the fire phoenix opened its mouth and inhaled it again, like an unfathomable black hole, inhaling the black mist into its abdomen.

It's cold, it's cold.

The black mist contains a magical power that is completely opposite to the fire attribute.

The fire phoenix screamed, gradually turning from red to black, like ink.

Zhuge Xinyue was in her heart, she didn't expect that even her Taiji Diagram couldn't suppress the black mist.

She pinched the seal with both hands, and the yin and yang were reversed, and the extreme heat turned into extreme cold.

For a while, yin and yang were entangled, up and down, condensed into one, no matter what they were, only to hear a 'boom' explosion, and the fire phoenix turned into a Taiji diagram again, wrapping a black bead that fell into her hand.

She took the bead in her hand and looked at it, only to feel that the bead contained an extremely cold and strange power, which restrained each other with the fire attribute exercises, no wonder these disciples of the Feng Pavilion couldn't help it.

She put the beads away, beckoned a few Feng Pavilion disciples over, and asked about what had happened.

Those people blushed and slurred, not daring to tell the truth.

She sighed, looked up at the battle in the void, and didn't ask, and then flew up into the sky and flew straight towards Fengge Shenxiu Peak.

Author: Time is a little rushed, and my thoughts are a little chaotic.