The second consciousness was flustered, but she also understood that in Tu Qiang's sword, the killing intent was extremely heavy, and she had originally considered finding an opportunity to swallow it and take it for her own use, but she didn't want to be cowardly in her heart just now, so she gave Tu Poor Sword an opportunity to take advantage of. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info which can also be illustrated that it has almost become known.

In the current situation, the second consciousness is not allowed to hesitate anymore, turning her hand into a palm, and she is about to break her palm to seek perfection, even if she gives up this hand, she can't be swallowed by a sword.

It's just that the palm is not close, and the huge devouring speed makes her blow with all her strength to the hand with only the remaining strength, and the palm of her bare hand is broken, which is impossible.

At the same time, Tu Qiang's eyes opened three times due to the devouring of the second consciousness, and this time, the half-open state from the opening of the eyes to the extreme was almost instantaneous, and the pressure of the giant strength instantly condensed, staring at the white clouds with hatred.

At this moment, Bai Yun's silver eyes darkened, his face changed slightly, and there was worry in him.

The killing intent turned into an invisible arrow and shot towards Baiyun, he still moved without bounds, but one out of a hundred would still be shot, and from time to time, blood dripped from a black cloth.

"So you're not reconciled!" The second consciousness stared at Tu Qiang, and said hatefully: "But you should be glad to be the sword of the demon!" You only have the right to submit!"

As soon as he said that, the sword of Tu Qi seemed to be stimulated, and the speed of devouring killing intent and anger soared rapidly.

Zheng Guan's body suddenly aged at a visible speed, her skin was dry and wrinkled, her green hair turned white, her luster was gone, and she was almost an old woman in the grave.

But her eyes were clear and boundless, and they became clearer and clearer, "Evil animal, get out!" ”

The hoarse voice roared angrily, and Tu Qiaojian's eyes were empty, but he still opened his eyes angrily, refusing to stop, and hatefully sucked the killing intent and anger in Zheng's body, staring at Bai Yun.

The blood in Zheng Guan's eyes faded, and the white light in his hand was dazzling, as if he had held it, spread out his dry palm, and a pink lotus slowly bloomed from his palm, bright and clean, with little fragrance, and it did not disperse.

Smelling the fragrance and seeing the color, Zheng Guan suddenly felt quiet on all sides, and it seemed to be able to smell the sound of lotus blooming, attracting the Sanskrit sound of the magnificent Buddha that was both hyperactive and heavy, it was upright, elegant, clear, clear, and could be heard from afar.

The lotus petals are layered on top of each other, the flower color turns white from the tip of the petal, and the emerald green leaves gradually shrink, leaving only a lotus bloom. The breath of holiness shines with the white light, washing away the gloom.

"Botoumo!" On the floating island, Qingxiang suddenly turned around and shouted.

Duan Gan Shen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, "What is Botoumo?" ”

Qingxiang followed the clear gaze, only to see that in the bright but not dazzling holy light in the mist in front of him, the old woman with a ravineed face and a rugged body had a cold gaze, holding a long sword in her hand, looking like a killer, but her eyes were clear, and he replied lightly: "Botou Manai Sanskrit, which means red lotus flower." There was a sudden look of compassion in his eyes, and he sighed, "The red lotus and the white appearance are born because of sin. ”

Duan Gan Shenfeng pondered deeply, pondering the words of the clear appearance, the meaning of his words was: It was originally a red lotus flower, but it showed a white appearance, and the reason why it was born contrary to its original appearance was because of evil, and evil is also evil and obstacles. He raised his eyes to look in the direction of Zheng Guan, his eyes as deep as a tunnel.

Qingxiang patted Qingxiang on the shoulder, the two glanced at each other, and then walked towards the holy light, Duan Gan Shenfeng glanced at Duan Xianmu, and said, "I'll wait for the scattered people, so I won't make trouble here." ”

Hearing this, the monks in the Immortal Cultivation Realm were a little displeased, and the two sides were facing each other, Duan Gan Shenfeng actually left, but Yan Zhangfeng was the leader in this, and everyone paid a little attention to Yan Zhangfeng to see how it was handled.

Yan Zhangfeng was already a little angry at the casualness of Duan Gan Shen Feng and Qing Xiang, and it was even worse now, but as a god cultivator, it was naturally easy to hide his emotions, and Guan Duan Xianmu's eyes seemed to imply something. Duan Xianmu, Yan Zhangfeng can be sure of one thing, he is absolutely loyal to Chaoyun Sect. Although Yan Zhangfeng was annoyed, he didn't say much. But this made Yan Zhangfeng think even more about Duan Gan Shenfeng's origins, he seemed to be nothing more than the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Yuan Ying, why did Duan Xianmu show everywhere that he didn't want to offend Chaoyun Sect against him.

"Then I'll wait and go!" The silver silk man's laughing voice sounded, "Even if my sect master says that he has lost these seven battles, those hundred disciples can only be returned to you." As he spoke, he took a pale yellow gourd from the storage ring.

Yan Zhangfeng's face moved, this gourd was the Heaven Devouring Gourd that had absorbed hundreds of disciples of Chaoyun Sect at the beginning.

The mouth of the Heaven Swallowing Gourd suddenly opened, and the light inside gushed out, and white figures came out from the inside, "This one is intact, but there must be one less in number, as for what will be more or less or something", the silver silk man smiled slyly, "Chaoyun Sect will have to weigh it himself." ”

Hundreds of Chaoyun Sect disciples immediately stood densely on the floating island, and at first there was still a little dry noise, but they were no more than the foundation building period, but when they saw dozens of high-level monks standing on the left and right, they immediately quieted down, and they didn't dare to breathe anymore, and they all stood in a phalanx, leaning in the direction of Yan Zhangfeng, Duan Xianmu and others.

On the floating island, there was no mist of the bitter sea, but the aura of the confrontation between dozens of high-ranking monks could hardly make them feel comfortable.

But before he could breathe, he saw more than ten black-clothed high-ranking monks on the side of the Demon Sect retreating and stepping into the heavy fog not far away.

"Do you want to return only these disciples?" Yan Zhangfeng said coldly, he knew that this time he came to the Demon Sect, this place was the end. But the way it ended was a shame for him. Duan Gan Shenfeng left first, and the silver silk man then retreated with a sentence of "Then I'll wait and go", and the word "also" clearly regarded Duan Gan Shenfeng's departure as a retreat from the Cloud Sect or the Immortal Cultivation Realm. However, he couldn't attack, and the Silver Silk Man deliberately released hundreds of Chaoyun disciples on this floating island, in order to stop Chaoyun Sect's intention to fight.

With these hundreds of disciples present, it is impossible for the two sides to go to war, otherwise these Chaoyun disciples can only become cannon fodder.

All this that the Demon Sect has done, now it seems that from disturbing the immortal cultivation realm, entering the Chaoyun Sect to robbing people, and then provoking these seven battles, it seems that there is a huge conspiracy hidden, but this conspiracy is full of fog and it is difficult to see it.

"Chaoyun Sect wants to be more serious with my sect, don't you look up to my sect too much?" Yinsi pretended to be surprised, but there was naked disdain in his eyes, "But," he glanced slightly in the direction of Baiyun, and his figure continued to retreat into the third layer of mist, "My sect master may have some old feelings for Chaoyun Sect. ”

Yan Zhangfeng's eyes were like an ocean roar, and he gradually calmed down, and said to the cultivators of the Immortal Realm with great sincerity: "Thank you for your help this time, there are many juniors in my sect, so I have to bother with the factions again." ”

To get out of the sea of suffering, although Chaoyun Sect has a cloud boat, it can accommodate hundreds of people at a time, so it has to turn to other sects for help.

At this moment, the other sects did not do anything, and responded one after another.

Speaking of Zheng Guan, when the killing intent and anger were sucked away, the third consciousness regained control of the initiative of the body, and took out the lotus flower that he had obtained from Qingrong, which had a holy aura, which was just right to deal with the surging killing intent on the Tu Qian Sword.

However, the second consciousness has not yet become a demon because it was fused into the third consciousness and the Buddha-figure, but now it has been separated into an independent demonic consciousness, which is a killing body, and the holy aura of the lotus blossom is equally effective against it.

The only way to retreat is to minimize the time for the second consciousness to be contaminated with holy energy, that is, to force the killing intent of the Tu Poor Sword back into the sword in the shortest possible time, otherwise, waiting for the third consciousness is only to perish.

Zheng Guan's three senses are of the same origin and body, and if one knows death, then people die. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )