Although 'Song Qingxiao's act of resurrecting from the dead and killing the Buddha's shadow shocked him greatly, he was already frightened at this time, and he couldn't give birth to the courage to fight against 'her'.

But the greed of the human heart is the innate root of inferiority, and few people can suppress this greed and give up decisively.

In particular, he had already seen the power of this Sanskrit Sacred Bead, and while he was afraid of 'Song Qingxiao', he was naturally eager to take such a treasure into his pocket.

Pei Siye is dead anyway, and this bead is just an ownerless thing.

This person also had a trace of luck, and wanted to take advantage of the special attributes of his treasure to take advantage of the special attributes of his treasure to incorporate these scattered Sanskrit beads into his palm.

Even if you can't get it all, it's good to be able to divide a few grains.

The power of the Buddha's shadow is so moving!

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhixing immediately risked his death.

Several strands of red silk drilled out of his palm, and they rolled away towards the half-empty beads.

But as soon as the red silk touched the bead, as the purple flame flickered, the pale green on the holy bead gradually faded, and all the spiritual power and vitality seemed to be sucked away by the flame in an instant.

In the flash of firelight, the pale green beads had become gray and fragile, and there was no spiritual light.

As soon as the red silk touched the gray-white bead, the bead 'clicked' and shattered.

The silk thread penetrated through it, and only a few traces of cold air passed through the silk into Mr. Zhixing's sea of knowledge.

He pounced.

Under the action of inertia, the red thread pierced through the broken bead.

Mr. Zhixing was stunned for a moment, and before he could wake up from this unexpected situation, he saw several purple flames disappear in place, turning into one in an instant.

At this time, the purple flame that had absorbed the power of the Sanskrit Sacred Bead was slightly larger than before, and the color was much more gorgeous than before, with a beautiful luster between the sparkles.

In the flicker of the fire, the purple flame slowly bloomed, and the purple rays entangled the red thread cast by Mr. Zhixing like vines.

"Not good!"

Such a thought flashed through Mr. Zhixing's mind, he shook his palm, and was anxious to cut off these strands of silk thread, but found that it was too late-

The purple light vines were intertwined with the silk wisps, and the next moment, a lotus canopy suddenly appeared on his palm.

The lotus petals slowly bloomed, and the purple flame turned out from the middle layer, and Mr. Zhixing's palm melted quickly like ice cream exposed to the scorching sun.

The powerful physical defense of the distraction realm has no resistance at all under this purple flame.

Before he could even feel the pain, he felt the chill rush from his palms to his arms, shoulder blades, skull, and all over his body.

'Boom-'

In Mrs. Kazuka's frightened eyes, she saw that the surface of Mr. Zhixing's body seemed to be wrapped in purple flames, and then most of his body was burned to ashes in an instant, and only a small half of his body fell.

Before she could scream, she only heard the sound of breaking the air in her ears, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw a blue shadow flashing like a giant whip, so fast that Mrs. Hexiang only relied on her own instinct to seal in a panic, and hurriedly said:

"Shadow-"

The secret spell is only half recited, although with her strength, this nine-character secret order should be enough to restrain the other party from taking certain actions.

But at this time, 'Song Qingxiao' was incredibly strong, and the secret order had just been formed, and Mrs. Hexiang sensed that her divine sense seemed to be torn apart by an invisible blade.

Sharp pain came from within the sea of knowledge, followed by a loud 'bang'.

A long blue tail swept across her waist and abdomen, sweeping her upright body backwards—

The sound of bones breaking continued to sound, and the tendons and veins in the body broke inch by inch under the power of this thunderbolt.

Her internal organs were stirred up, and the blood was pouring into her stomach like rain.

The dantian was destroyed in an instant, and the violent energy stirred up her internal organs, and even her Yuan Ying was smashed by this force.

"It's not human power—"

The last thought crossed Lady Kazuka's mind, and she immediately lost consciousness.

Her body was thrown off by the long tail, and after 'Song Qingxiao' killed Mr. Zhixing and Mrs. Hexiang one after another, the purple flame floating in mid-air flew back with a 'whoosh' and coiled around 'her's ear.

She shook the sword in her hand and turned her head to look at Shiqi.

Although she was acting on instinct at this time, she still vaguely remembered that this person had been an accomplice to those who had attacked her.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed, the fine scales on her face squirming gently like a living thing, hooking the corners of her mouth, revealing an unconscious smile.

Shi Qi was looked at by her, and a chill jumped from the soles of her feet.

The intense killing intent nailed him to the spot, and at the moment of life and death, he did not hide, but blocked Shi Yue on the side of his body.

"Bring Ah Yue ......"

He commanded in a deep voice, at this time, he was ready to sacrifice his life to block Song Qingxiao for a moment, to gain time for the ranger.

If it was earlier, Song Qingxiao was even strong, but the two of them were in the same realm, Shi Yue felt that she was very strong, but it was not like at this time, and she was not at all sure.

Before the word 'go' was spoken, the echo of the ranger did not come, and Shi Qi saw Song Qing's small long tail swinging in mid-air, and the figure had disappeared in place.

And a few meters in front of him, an extremely faint shadow seemed to be pushed forward by the storm of spiritual power, and in an instant, it came to the door in front of him.

“…… Walk ......"

As soon as the last word came out, 'poof-'

The long sword had already pierced his belly, and the long-tailed blue beauty holding the sword pushed him back sharply with great strength.

The roar's exclamation penetrated into his sea of consciousness through the sound of the wind from both sides of Shi Qi's ears, and he didn't have time to think about it, and his back slammed into another cold body.

The blade that pierced through his body stabbed into the chest of the man behind him, and warm blood slowly poured out.

Shi Yue!

At the dying moment, Shi Qi's mind flashed Shi Yue's figure, and he immediately endured the cold, reached out and held Zhu Tian tightly, trying to make it not wear too much back.

'Song Qingxiao' leaned forward, his hand still maintaining the posture of holding the sword forward.

Several drops of blood splattered from Shi Qi's chest fell on the side of her cheek, and then trickled down the smooth scale armor.

'She' tilted her head and looked coldly at the pair of uncles and nephews who were chained by her long sword.

Shi Qi's face was pale, but his eyes were resolute, and his lips were pursed, as if even if he died, he would never let 'her' send the sword in his hand half an inch further.

'She' was provoked by this gaze, and when her wrist turned, Zhu Tian 'sneered' through the flesh and blood, and penetrated a lot.

The two of them under the long sword trembled in unison, as if their lives were under 'her' control.

Shi Yue struggled to raise his head, and his head seemed to weigh 10,000 pounds at this moment.

The storm formed by the spiritual power made him suffer a lot, but because of the powerful spiritual power, he could not be relieved.

As soon as the Heavenly Sword passed through his chest and abdomen, he felt his body like a balloon filled with excessive gas, and finally found a trace of deflating.

The tyrannical power in his body frantically passed through Shi Qi along the sword body of the Zhutian Sword, pouring into Song Qingxiao's body.

This sharp pain that should have brought not only did not bring him pain, but it was the moment when the coolness entered his body, which made him feel a lot more relaxed.

On the verge of death, he lifted his spirits and subconsciously raised his head.

Shi Qi's upright body held him upright, so that he would not slip.

'Song Qingxiao' was not far from him, and that face was both a little familiar and seemed to be very unfamiliar.

Her eyes are like a starry sky, and in the middle of the dark golden pupils, the blue and blue color is diluted, like an abyss, giving him a feeling that is both mysterious and beautiful, but also extremely dangerous.

Spiritual power poured into her body through the blade, filling her drain and causing 'her' to squint in comfort.

The moment his eyes met Shi Yue's gaze, he was not reflected.

The fine transparent scale armor wrapped from 'her' jaw, ears, and the root of her hair to her cheeks and forehead, and the few bits of blood spurting Shi Qi's face added a bit of bewitching feeling, making 'her' look like the memory in Shi Yue's mind before.

'She' was so close, as if she had been much closer than she had been when she had broken into his house to take refuge.

It was as if he could touch it as soon as he raised his hand.

"I didn't mean to......" He said weakly, slowly lifting his arm that weighed more than a thousand pounds, and touching 'her' cheek: "I'm sorry-"

The face of 'her', stained with blood, was completely different from the impression he remembered.

Maybe it's because he knows that her current changes are related to his unconscious actions, so after knowing the truth, he feels particularly guilty for interfering in other people's lives.

So when he saw the two drops of blood on her face, he subconsciously wanted to reach out and wipe it.

The pupils of 'Song Qingxiao' contracted, and the blue halo in those eyes flashed like stars, instantly shrinking into needles.

There was a dangerous look in her eyes, but a glimmer of light awoke from them.

Shi Yue's hand fell to the side of her face, and before the cold fingertips touched her face, he saw that her own figure was gradually reflected in her eyes.

He tried to tug at the corners of his mouth, trying to show a smile, but he seemed to be powerless.

In the next moment, she raised her other hand and slapped Shi Qi's shoulder—

Under the power of this palm, Shi Qi's shoulder bones made a 'click' cracking sound.

She originally thought that this palm was enough to slap Shi Qi's uncle and nephew away, but the Heavenly Sword that pierced into Shi Yue's chest seemed to be sucked by an extremely vast force.

A large amount of spiritual power flowed through Shi Yue's body, frantically pouring into the Heavenly Sword.

The dragon soul inside the sword body sucked this power, but this power was too abundant.

After decades of planning by the Shi family, the spiritual power accumulated in Shi Yue's body would have been enough to create several powerhouses of the Void Realm if he did not consider the realm of the influence of the demons.

At this time, the Zhutian Sword could not fully adapt to the infusion of this huge spiritual power, and finally poured into Song Qingxiao's body through the sword body.

The three of them formed a strange confrontation, and their spiritual power turned into a storm and trapped several people.

Song Qingxiao was like having an extremely long dream.

When the Buddha's shadow giant palm was pressed, the spiritual power was torn apart, and the power of the bloodline in her body quickly merged with the 'power of dragon slayer'.

The instantaneous and powerful impact of internal and external forces plunged her consciousness into darkness, and her body was controlled by the 'instinct' of the power of the bloodline, revealing Nuwa's body in the crisis, and finally being able to survive under the pressure of the Buddha's palm in the Void Realm with her strong body.

Nuwa's body is no less powerful than that of the ancient demons, even if it is a body that has not grown to the peak realm, it is enough to withstand the spiritual pressure brought by the Buddha shadow palm wind in this void realm.

In addition, the moment the balance of power in Shi Yue's body was broken, the spiritual power of the Buddha Shadow was sucked away, and the power of the palm pressed down was weakened a lot, which gave 'Song Qingxiao' an opportunity to take advantage of.

She sensed the momentary weakness of the Buddha shadow, and only then did she find an opportunity to break through the predicament.

The moment the ranger saw the sword of the Shi family's uncle and nephew, his eyes were split, as if he was desperate to rush over, but he couldn't break through the storm's trap, so he could only slash on the spiritual power flow with one palm at a time, making a 'bang' sound.

As soon as Song Qingxiao woke up, he had already sensed the abnormality of the spiritual power in his body.

The spiritual power in her veins had been consumed by as much as seventy or eighty percent in the successive battles, but at this time, it was filled in a very short period of time.

The spiritual power that was forcibly suppressed in Shi Yue's body had been accumulated for many years, and the abundance of his spiritual power was really terrifying.

In addition, he was desperate to cause balance, and absorbed at least eighty percent of the power of the Buddha shadow summoned by the Sanskrit Sound Sacred Bead.

The reason why he hasn't exploded and died at this time is just because his body has been corroded by spiritual power all year round, and he has already had a certain degree of resistance to such a situation.

But even so, absorbing so much power in a short period of time would be enough to kill him.

At the critical moment, Song Qingxiao's sword just solved his urgent need!

The drop of blood she had injected into Shi Yue's body back then was like a 'seed' that she had planted a long time ago, making this power extremely familiar with her bloodline breath.

As soon as the gap was opened, the surging spiritual power was like a torrent that found a breakthrough, and it drilled into her body along the sky.

The spiritual power passed through Shi Qi and poured into Song Qingxiao's body.

This force, which had been suppressed for many years, raged in her veins like a dragon returning to the sea.

The worst is Shi Qi.

The spiritual power flowed through his body, and after his muscles and veins traveled rapidly, he did not hesitate, and returned to Song Qingxiao's body.

He was like a huge conductor sandwiched between Shi Yue and Song Qingxiao, his body was injured by the sword qi, but he couldn't pass out because of his strong will.

Song Qingxiao was still a little happy when she first accepted this power, but as the endless stream of power poured in one after another, she began to feel that something was wrong.

The spiritual power accumulated by the Shi family for many years in Shi Yue's body is an extremely amazing level, as if there is no end.

Not only was a large amount of spiritual power pouring into Song Qing's small veins, but Su Wu in the divine soul and the silver wolf phantom contained in the dantian all seemed to be extremely greedy to absorb this abundant spiritual power and nourish themselves.

In this way, this person and a wolf took advantage of it, but as the main force to accept this spiritual power, Song Qingxiao began to feel pressure.

After a long time, this spiritual power did not dry up, but the speed of the reverse flow became more and more urgent.

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