A sword stabbed to death...

Qing Ling is afraid that a thousand swords can't kill her, she is also a protector, and the difference in strength cannot be too big, according to Qing Ling, after Mu Qiubai's death, the three of them parted ways because of their disagreements.

Before the separation, Qingling challenged the past life of the poetry and light dream.

In that battle, both of them used all their strength, but the result was that Qingling's sword couldn't kill Shi Qingmeng, and Shi Qingmeng couldn't defeat Qingling.

In this regard, Qing Ling was worried and said that he couldn't kill that little.

"Sister Shi is so powerful now?"

"It's amazing. ”

Seeing Qing Ling's aggrieved face, but he had to say that the person he hated was powerful, Qin Xuan inexplicably felt a little disobedient: "How about comparing it to you?"

"I haven't hit, I don't know the result. ”

Qing Ling said: "I still have my memory, the sword path of the 800,000 years of penance cultivation in my predecessor is in my hand, but my body has not fully recovered, and the Little Lotus Immortal of the 1st order has limited most of my strength. ”

"In contrast, she is now an 8th order body. ”

"Rank 8?!"

Qin Xuan originally thought that the poetry light dream was only a 7th order legendary level at most, but now, Qing Ling actually said that the poetry light dream had an 8th order, and I have to say that it was indeed a little scary.

In other words, the poetry light dream is already 24 years old?

Qin Xuan still knows the relationship between the rank and age of the heirloom, but he doesn't know Shi Qingmeng's age: "She's over 24?"

"Hmm. ”

"That is to say, in more than two years," a strange touch flashed in Qing Ling's eyes, which seemed to be banter, or perhaps, schadenfreude: "That little is going to be taken by a dog!"

"Heh, hehe, hehehe... ”

'Terrible !!'

Looking at the somewhat blackened Qing Ling, Qin Xuan didn't know what had happened to her and Shi Qingmeng in her previous life, but seeing Qing Ling like this, it must definitely not be a good thing.

After all, women basically have two inherent territories that no one can violate, one is the husband and the other is the child.

Qingling: The person who hooks up with my man and still wants to live a good life does not exist!

"How so?!"

On the other side, Hell Dao looked at Shi Qingmeng standing out of thin air in front of him with an incredulous expression: "Why don't you have anything at all?"

"What's wrong?"

Because of the sharing of feelings, through Sister Rabbit's ears, Qin Xuan heard the battle that took place on the side of Buddha City: "Something about birth?"

Asura Dao looked at the confused Hell Dao: "Hell Dao, what's wrong?"

"Mine," Hell Dao seemed to have activated his ability to Shi Qingmeng, but the other party didn't seem to react at all: "My ability doesn't seem to be effective against her." ”

"What?!"

"How is this possible, how can your abilities be ineffective against her?"

"Invalid?"

Hungry Ghost Dao looked at Shi Qingmeng in surprise, however, it was also at this moment that Hungry Ghost Dao noticed a trace of pain flashing between Shi Qingmeng's eyebrows.

"No," said the hungry ghost, "it's not invalid!"

The Hungry Ghost Dao stared at Shi Qingmeng and said, "This guy is indeed very strange, my blood water, the fist of the Asura Dao, and the ability of the Hell Dao are obviously all exerted on her, but they are all like nothing." ”

"Isn't that ineffective?"

"It's not invalid, it's definitely not!" Hungry Ghost Dao said: "My power and you, from the outside in, this can be said to be incapable of causing damage to her, but the power of the Hell Dao, directly attacking her consciousness and wiping out the divine soul, no one can ignore her ability!"

The Hell Dao had already struck, and although her attack was formless and insubstantial, and no one even noticed it, the Hungry Ghost Dao and the Asura Dao, which were the incarnations of the Six Dao, were very clear.

Only when external forces are unable to defeat the enemy, will the Hell Dao strike, and her power, to put it simply, is a special illusion, specifically aimed at the power of all living beings who exist consciously.

The Hungry Ghost Dao and the Asura Dao can easily destroy all kinds of substances.

But the power of the Hell Dao cannot destroy even a small stone, because the stone has no self-consciousness and is a dead thing.

However, if this stone becomes a refinement, or, like the Snow Maiden, it is a mountain and sea beast formed by the condensation of ice and snow, then the power of the Hell Dao will be effective against it.

For example, the consciousness of the stone is erased and the consciousness is beaten back to its original form.

This is the power of the Hell Dao, and it is also a dangerous trick that transcends the law and is only aimed at self-concept.

Therefore, the power of the Hell Dao cannot be resisted.

But since it can't be resisted, then why, is it ineffective for poetry and light dreams?

High in the air, Shi Qingmeng was still in that breezy posture, she stood in front of the Hell Dao, as if nothing had happened just now: "Your ability is very interesting, against other people, I'm afraid I can't even resist your blow, but I... ”

"It's a pity," Shi Qingmeng said casually, "Your strength can't hurt me." ”

"Can't hurt?"

Hell Dao changed its previous elegance and nobility, and his face was gloomy and terrifying at this time: "Then let's try!"

With a wave of her hand, an invisible force pounced on Shi Qingmeng, who was ready to dodge, but the attack came too fast, no, it should be said that no matter what Shi Qingmeng did, she would never be able to dodge this attack, because this was not an attack, but a mental torture!

"Boom!"

"Click!"

Shi Qingmeng only felt as if his chest had been hit by something, and the next moment, all the ribs in his upper body suddenly broke out from behind.

"Wow!"

Blood spit out from Shi Qingmeng's mouth, and the pain, unimaginable pain, instantly spread throughout the body.

"Huh?"

Shi Qingmeng turned his head to look at his back, where were any bones that had been beaten out, and then looked at her chest, unharmed: "Hallucination?"

But, it's all too true!

"Is it painful?"

Hell Dao admired Shi Qingmeng's expression at this time, she didn't feel it, she felt it, she was in pain, she was in pain, she was going to die, but she couldn't die.

"Yes, that's it!"

Hell Dao also used his ability on Shi Qingmeng once, but that time, Shi Qingmeng didn't react at all.

How is this possible?

At that time, the Hell Dao was indeed a little panicked, but the Hungry Ghost Dao and the Asura Dao affirmed that Shi Qingmeng could not have the power to ignore her ability, so the Hell Dao raised the multiple of pain to an extremely terrifying level at one time!

"Not a hallucination!"

Not only is it a deception, Shi Qingmeng feels that his whole body meridians, as well as his brain, consciousness, and spirit, are as if he has been hurt by something: 'It's different from the previous time, it's too strong!'

"Is this what you're capable of?"

Poetry Light Dream: "In the spiritual world, the enemy is subjected to all kinds of torture that cannot be avoided and immune, so that it collapses. ”

"Huh. ”

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it!!" Hell Dao can see that the trick just now, the poem is light and dreamy, and it is not very comfortable: "This is what I want, pain!"