"Miss Wang, there are still important things to do. If you have any other powerful means, please use them together to open your eyes. ”

On the void battle platform, Qingji was standing with his hands in his hands at this time, and his expression was leisurely. There was no intention to take advantage of Wang Susu's turmoil to suddenly counterattack.

The "peach and plum breeze" just now is really powerful. If other warriors meet, nineteen** will inevitably die.

Even if there are a very small number of geniuses and strong people who can fight hard, they are bound to have a lot of effort and embarrassment.

But Qingji is a human being in two lives, his heart is like a rock, and the power of his soul has stepped into the threshold of refining gods. Dealing with this sword is extremely easy.

He just secretly used the power of his soul to contain the "barking roar" technique he had practiced in his words. Between the openings, the sound waves vibrate, breaking the invisible with the invisible, and directly destroying the illusion of swordsmanship.

Despite this, Qingji definitely did not underestimate the terrifying power of this sword.

Wang Yuhan deserves to be a world-shattering talent. The swordsmanship he created is unique and flawless, and it is also very touching to his current martial arts realm.

It is to Qingji's last two forms of "Tianyin Sword Codex", and he is naturally looking forward to it even more.

Anyway, he had completely observed Wang Yuhan's martial arts ideas, and he was not afraid that the other party would play any unexpected tricks.

As for putting on this posture of a strong man who is very arrogant and allows Wang Susu to show his abilities to the fullest, he is deliberately giving the patriarch of the Qing clan a long face, so that he can gain a good impression and add points to some high-level members of the clan.

Whoa, whoa......

It was as if a wind was blowing through the mountains and forests, blowing all over the mountains and shaking the branches and leaves.

Although he was a little stunned by Qing Ji's almost demonic methods just now, the martial arts intent of the Sea of Souls was completely unbound by Wang Susu's emotions, and it still activated on its own.

Circles of source qi ripples rippled around Wang Susu's body, and then her whole body blurred for a while. It disappeared into the ripples of source qi that were getting thicker and thicker.

Whoa......

Rustle rustle......

Wow lala......

Woo rumble......

The sound of the wind blowing the trees grew louder and louder.

At first it was quite monotonous. Later, thousands of voices sang and blended.

The wind blew through an incomparably vast forest. At first, it was just the sound of the forest leaves vibrating, and then a thousand strange sounds began to converge gradually.

These sounds are either as lively as a young bird coming out of a nest, or as cheerful as a small beast drinking water. Or deep as the sheng flute in the open valley, or as deep as the mountain stream singing the harp.

There is a boom in business, and there is a sad cry. There is a sassy and sturging, and there is a surge. There is a fragrant mist and a shadow of the moon. There are calamella, and the white dew is not dawning......

And these countless sounds are blended into one place, but they do not seem to be chaotic. On the contrary, one echoes the other, and all kinds of harmonizes. In the end, it was condensed into a pure natural and majestic natural sound.

The sound of heaven is the sound of heaven.

This sword is called "Tianyin Fixing the Soul".

The sea of souls, the golden lamp that shines through all the ignorance and darkness flickered slightly. Qingji's originally shining eyes also became as if they were covered with a layer of misty mist.

His eyes couldn't help but close.

Then, at the moment before it was completely closed, Qing Ji faintly saw a scene that was more beautiful than the previous "peach and plum breeze", which was more bright and amazing.

In the dark night, the flowers that bloom slowly. It seems to condense the years and the past of life. It seems to condense all the good memories in the hearts of the heavens, the earth, and the people, and it slowly blooms as if it is burning.

It is said to be slow, but it is like an illusion. Because as soon as this flower appeared, the indescribable beauty was engraved in my heart. At the same time, it slammed and shattered.

The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is a flowery tree.

In an instant, it turned to ashes.

At this moment, Qingji's eyes were completely closed. The sea of his soul seems to be forever frozen only by the picture of flowers blooming and disappearing.

Zheng!

The purple gold sword was silent, and at some point, it had already struck the eyebrows of the beast-skinned young man with his eyes closed.

However, waiting for it were two fingers that shone with a little bit of gold.

"Although the sword technique is weak, the sword intent is acceptable. The predecessors of the Wang family were also a little bit of a little bit when they were in the Tianyang Realm. ”

Qingji's eyes opened and his expression was calm. He easily repeated the words he had said before.

Click!

With the slight vibration of his arm, the indestructible purple gold long sword shattered inch by inch.

The mighty endless god refining weapon was instantly destroyed between the two golden fingers like the flower that had bloomed and died before.

"Heavenly sound! A flash in the pan! I see! I see! Good swordsmanship! It's really a good swordsmanship......"

On the stands, the elder of the Huyan family muttered to himself with a drunken expression.

Xie Babi on the other side pursed his lips and frowned: "Tianyin Soul Fixing? A flash in the pan? It sounds like two formulas, but in fact, it can only be counted as one.

In this formula, against the enemy's soul and **, two attacks were launched at the same time that far exceeded the limit of the combat power of the Tianyang martial artist.

Among them, the soul attack of the 'Heavenly Sound Soul Fixing Soul' alone was enough to annihilate the soul sea of any martial artist below the Flying Heaven Realm, and even the idle Flying Heaven Realm martial artist could hardly carry it intact.

Coupled with the 'Flash Flower' whose power is comparable to that of a Flying Heaven Realm martial artist's full force, how many people in the Tianyang Realm can stop such a sword technique? It seems that Yu Hanxian's nephew was really a little bit of a doorway back then. ”

Xie Babi teased in his mouth, but his slightly frowning brows never stretched. He seemed to be contemplating and pondering, if the sword technique just now was to kill himself when he was in the Tianyang Realm, how would he resist it.

"Impossible! Qingji, you, what kind of demon magic did you use? How could you, a lowly boy from a Qing family, win the martial arts ideas of the sixth uncle? That's—that's not true! Not really! ”

On the void battle platform, Wang Susu, who was stunned for a moment before suddenly coming back to his senses, screamed like crazy.

"Miss Wang, if you don't have any other means, this lowly young man from the Qing family will send you back to rest."

Qing Ji waved his hand very casually, causing the remaining purple gold sword chips to spill between his fingers. With his own cultivation, it is still difficult to damage the Divine Refining Weapon.

But after he unexpectedly clamped the opponent's long sword with his hand just now, his luck was ingenious, and he used his strength to exert his strength.

The terrifying power of the "Flash in the Hour" style was returned to the sword body at the last moment.

Coupled with the incomparable physical strength behind Qingji's own operation of Kaiyang Jin, the two were superimposed, and they actually shattered the purple gold long sword of the god refining grade.

In fact, Wang Susu inherited Wang Yuhan's martial arts ideas, and on the surface, it seems that if Wang Yuhan took action in person, there is still a big difference.

At least her physical strength and instinctive reaction are too far away from Wang Yuhan back then. To be continued