Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Great Hand of the Ghost Mist

With Grandma Peach Blossom and Liu Wumian restrained in mid-air, coupled with the fact that the purple ghost mist before was squirming very slowly, Shen Yixue didn't expect that the target of the ghost mist would be in him, and he was caught off guard, and he only had time to retreat!

However, her subconscious action, no matter how fast she was, how could she be faster than the ghost mist, and saw that the purple ghost mist was distorted for a while, and it actually condensed into a huge palm that was hundreds and ten times larger than the palm of an ordinary person, and grabbed it towards her waist!

At this moment, Kong Weihai and Yan Lonely were still in mid-air, only Shen Yixue was isolated from the power of those Taoist cultivators, and this time he was actually caught!

Shen Yixue only felt a cold and evil aura, which seeped into her body along the huge palm around her waist, making her shiver, only to feel that the whole person was frozen stiff by the cold aura, and even her movements were much slower.

"Girl!" The expression of silence in the air changed, lingering in his mouth, and the two words that had never been spoken were finally blurted out, and the anxiety and concern in them were even more difficult to ignore!

I saw that his body was volleying in mid-air, and the silver true qi was like a heavenly river pouring down, surging rapidly, endlessly, but it was like a substance, and the ghost mist between the Burial God Mountain and Shen Yixue slashed straight down, the momentum was amazing, as if this blow had exhausted the strength of his whole body!

"I can't help myself!" In the burial abyss, the cold voice came faintly again, it seemed that Yan Lone's actions were very childish and ridiculous, but he did not dodge or dodge, let alone fight back, but quickly shrank back!

So Shen Yixue was also grabbed by the huge palm of her waist and volleyed up, heading in the direction of the Burial God Abyss.

"Bell!"

Yan Lone's true qi was completely slashed on the purple ghost mist, but it seemed to have slashed on the cold and responsive metal, not only did it not even leave a trace, but it even flew out upside down in shock!

That "girl" made Shen Yixue's whole person petrified instantly, and she couldn't believe that these two words could come from the mouth of silence, and they were called so naturally, if it weren't for the different timbre, she even thought it was Xuanyuan's call in a hurry.

I didn't have time to think about why Yan Lonely suddenly came up with such a title, and took advantage of Yan Lone's true qi to slash at the ghost mist, although all the people looked like the ghost mist was as hard as iron on the surface, and it didn't move at all, but Yan Lone seemed to have suffered a dark loss. However, Shen Yixue, who was grabbed by the big hand condensed by the ghost mist, knew very well that when Yan Lone's true qi fell on the ghost mist, the ghost fog was also violently shaken, and it was almost impossible to maintain.

However, Shen Yixue finally turned around, and the ghost mist only grabbed her waist, but did not restrain her hands, so she immediately raised her hand and ripped off the Jialan Ice Spirit Needle in her hand, and the colorful chaotic qi was infused, and with a wave of her hand, it was a rainbow light, stabbing towards the big hand on her waist!

As soon as the rainbow light came into contact with the purple ghost mist, the ghost mist actually swept in an instant, and it could no longer maintain the shape of a huge palm, becoming a blurred cloud!

Shen Yixue only felt that her waist was loosened, and then the whole person fell rapidly!

She suddenly realized that she had been caught in the air by the big hand condensed by the ghost mist, and at this moment, the big hand suddenly let go, and she didn't have the qi, so she was naturally about to fall!

However, the purple ghost mist reacted extremely quickly, seeing that Shen Yixue was out of her control, and her rainbow light did not stab again, it was actually condensed and formed under Shen Yixue's body again!

In this way, at first glance, it looks as if Shen Yixue herself jumped into the big hand condensed by the ghost mist!

Shen Yixue was shocked, and hurriedly controlled her qi, and the colorful chaotic qi instantly enveloped her whole body, and she was finally able to stabilize her body, and did not fall directly into the big palm where the ghost mist condensed again.

At the same time, Yan Silence in mid-air stabilized his body again, and saw Shen Yixue fall into the palm of the ghost mist again, his body turned in the air, and rushed towards Shen Yixue's direction again!

But this time, Shen Yixue's reaction was not slow, with a flip of her wrist, the Jialan Ice Spirit Needle reversed, the tip of the needle pointed downward, wrapped in the cold and frosty power of the Colorful Chaos, coupled with the Heavenly Dao Breath, and stabbed straight down towards the open ghost mist palm under her!

The ghost mist palm didn't seem to expect Shen Yixue to react so quickly, coupled with the combined attack of the peach blossom grandma and Liu Wumian in the sky above the burial god abyss, the reacted Kong Wei sea-blue true qi also smashed towards the ghost mist with great poison, and Yan Lin was crazy again, regardless of the full force of the attack, he was a little in a hurry for a while, and he was stabbed by Shen Yixue this time!

"Ahh

An extremely terrible scream suddenly sounded from the depths of the Burial Abyss, mixed with all kinds of negative emotions such as pain, unwillingness, anger, and violence, as if it were substance, and rushed straight to the sky above the Burial Abyss!

Grandma Peach Blossom and Liu Wumian in the sky above the Burial Abyss bore the brunt, and the two of them were shocked, only to feel that their minds were blank, forgetting the time, forgetting the space, and even forgetting the ghost fog under their feet at this moment, just suspended in the sky above the Burial Abyss!

Kong Weihai's body was stunned, and countless peacock tail feathers with condensed true qi trembled at the same time, as if he was no longer under his control, and could not advance a single cent in the direction of the Burial God Abyss!

Yan Lone's figure was also stagnant, but his mind was on Shen Yixue's body, but he was the one who eased up the fastest, and the silver-white true qi in his hand suddenly surged out like a great river, smashing on the ghost mist that spread out from the Burial God Abyss without hesitation, and at the same time yelled at those Dao Sect cultivators: "As long as you are willing to make a move, this matter is over, I am willing to disperse the true qi of my whole body into the God Realm, resign from the position of sect master, and let you fall!"

Shen Yixue was stunned for a moment, and between the lightning and flint, she seemed to finally understand the real reason why Yan Lin was able to persuade these cultivators of the Dao Sect to come to bury Shenyuan.

What covers the nest and finishes the eggs, and what the safety of the divine realm is, it is not as good as the interests to be real!

At the moment, while feeling chilled by the power of those cultivators of the Taoist Sect, he also felt three points of grievance and ignorance for Yan Lone, and at the same time he was a little confused and dazed in his heart, Yan Lone was so desperate, was it really just for the safety of the God Realm?

Thinking of the word "girl" that was urgently called, Shen Yixue felt that she seemed to be a little afraid to face the person who said goodbye.

For a while, in my mind, the memories of the past life and the time when I met Yan Lonely were pouring in, chaotic and chaotic!

"Look for death!"

The voice in the Burial God Abyss suddenly let out an angry roar, and then the entire Burial God Mountain seemed to tremble violently with his roar, countless mountains and rocks rolled down, and blood-colored mist gushed out, as if a piece of blood was splashed into the air!

The peach blossom grandma and Liu Wumian, at this moment, had just recovered from the impact of the scream before, and they felt that there was a blood red in front of them, and suddenly it seemed to sink into the boundless sea of blood, and the pungent bloody breath came to their faces, but it was mixed with an indescribable sweetness, and after only one inhalation, they felt dizzy, and their whole limbs seemed to be no longer under their control!

Looking from the direction of Kong Weihai, he could only see a piece of blood light rising into the sky, instantly drowning Grandma Peach Blossom and Liu Wumian, completely losing the figures of these two people!

"Grandma!"

Kong Weihai's voice was full of anger, the blue Yingying's true qi on his body flowed rapidly, and his body shook, and his body actually appeared, a huge blue-feathered peacock, with a radiant flow on his body, and his wings spread, almost covering the sky for half a day!

On the head of the blue-feathered peacock, the three feathers are gorgeous and colorful, and there is an extremely thin layer of Heavenly Dao power on it, but it is very weak, compared with Grandma Peach Blossom, Liu Wumian, and even those Dao cultivation powers present, it can basically be completely ignored.

Kong Weihai, but he had just touched the edge of the power of the Heavenly Dao.

The gorgeous tail feathers almost swept in front of Shen Yixue's eyes, and the next moment it flew into the sky above the Burial God Abyss, with a sharp beak, a stream of blue and radiant true qi spurted out of his mouth, and it was towards that blood-colored mist!

Although Kong Weihai is a demon cultivator, he has been in the Sword Sect of the Cultivation Realm for many years, and he has always belonged to the Dao Sect after his ascension, strictly speaking, there are more ingredients in Dao cultivation, but the violent toxicity of the true qi in the body is more dominant when it is spewed out by the body.

When I was in the Buddha Sect before, there was also a blood-colored mist, which seemed to be specially designed to restrain the golden true qi of the Buddha's cultivation, which not only did not affect the Taoist cultivation, but was very easy to suppress it.

It's just that this time the blood-colored mist seems to be different from the previous one!

Kong Weihai's body, after the Blue Feather Peacock's mouthful of highly poisonous true qi spewed out, it only made the blood mist pause, and the color was dim for a moment, but it didn't dissipate, let alone see Grandma Peach Blossom and Liu Wumian who were shrouded in blood mist.

Not only that, but the Heavenly Dao power on his body, the three feathers on the top of the Blue Feather Peacock's head, also completely disappeared with this breath of true qi!

For the power of the Heavenly Dao, Shen Yixue at this moment seemed to be extremely sensitive, she not only felt the disappearance of the power of the Heavenly Dao on Kong Weihai's body, but even felt the Peach Blossom Grandma and Liu Wumian in the blood mist above the Burial God Abyss, and the rapid flow of the Heavenly Dao power on her body!

This time, it was all blood mist, and it seemed that it was no longer aimed at the true qi of the Buddha cultivator, but to devour the power of the Heavenly Dao on the cultivator's body!

However, no matter how weird this blood mist was, it was impossible for Shen Yixue to watch Grandma Peach Blossom and Liu Wumian completely swallow up her own Heavenly Dao power by that blood mist.

This is not only because of the lives of Grandma Peach Blossom and Liu Wumian, but also because Shen Yixue found that with the passage of the power of the two of them in the blood mist, the blood mist is also growing rapidly, exuding an increasingly terrifying aura!

The Colorful Chaotic Qi, under the wave of the Jialan Ice Spirit Needle in Shen Yixue's hand, once again crossed a rainbow in the sky, with the mysterious majesty unique to the Heavenly Dao Breath, as well as the cold and ruthless frost, and swept towards the blood mist above the Burial God Abyss!

The blood-colored mist seemed to be very afraid of Shen Yixue's colorful chaotic qi, as if he wanted to dodge, shook it a few times, and was finally cut off by his waist and became a mass suspended in mid-air.

At the same time, those Dao cultivators who had been silent for a long time finally moved. One by one, the true qi in their hands carried the power of their respective heavenly daos, condensed into various shapes, and poured down towards the bottom of the Burial God Abyss, like a raging storm!

Under the Burial God Abyss, the ghost mist surged, and an incomparably violent roar came, making this heaven and earth tremble!