Infinite force pushed the shield woven of red thread, and slammed into Mr. Zhixing along with the sword qi.

Thin currents crisscrossed the shield, disintegrating the shield woven of red shadows.

With a 'bang' sound, Mr. Zhixing's chest was hit hard, his back arched high, and a large amount of spiritual power broke through his defenses and tore the red net apart.

The flying sword qi instantly slashed several scars on his body, and blood overflowed.

"Hmm-" Mr. Zhixing let out a painful snort, obviously Song Qingxiao's sword power caught him off guard.

Song Qingxiao wanted to raise her sword again, but Mrs. Hexiang had already reacted, and her hands were sealed again, and the shadow of her raised arm was instantly frozen in place.

In the blink of an eye, Shi Qi's eight small swords found an opportunity to take advantage of.

Eight small swords trapped her firmly, the tip of the sword was facing inward, the killing intent permeated the trapped lock, and between the sword qi, the strength increased, and it faintly formed a feeling of the 'Eight Directions God and Demon Earth Evil Array' that Song Qingxiao had encountered during his expedition to the Gu Mansion.

But before she could think about it, after the little sword surrounded her, a green aura emanated from the sword body, and then the sword qi penetrated out and turned into a large array.

Shi Qi's tense face couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Song Qingxiao trapped in the sword array.

Once the sword qi that was cut out formed into a formation, the sword qi immediately turned into a tangible shape, and countless sword lights 'swished' shuttling within the sword array, Song Qingxiao's body was bound, and when he saw that he was about to be penetrated by that sword qi-

Shi Qi saw her let go of her hand, and the long sword she held in her hand came out.

He was extremely confident in the strength of his sword array, and at this time, the strength within the sword array was divided into eight, but it was interlocking, and the lethality increased exponentially.

In addition, the cultivation of sword qi is far more than ten times more lethal than other secret arts, once trapped in the formation, even a monk in the distraction realm will be unable to resist this sword qi slash, and it is reasonable that he cannot hold the long sword.

The injured Mr. Zhixing, Mrs. Hexiang and Pei Siye also knew that his sword formation was powerful, and when they saw Song Qingxiao entering the formation, they couldn't help but show a look of relief.

Shi Qi should have won the game, but for some reason, he always felt that something was not good.

At this time, only Gu Chunxing's eyelids jumped, she had seen the long sword in Song Qingxiao's hand at the gate of the border.

She saw with her own eyes that the long sword turned into a golden dragon and tore Chu Yi apart.

The existence of the pinnacle of the dignified infant realm, but there was no power to resist under the golden dragon claws transformed by the sword body.

As soon as Gu Chunxing saw Song Qingxiao let go, the sword body flew out, and under the flow of spiritual power, it seemed to be a small boat in the wind and waves, rising and sinking crookedly.

The faces of the people showed a look of settled dust, as if they felt that the big thing had been decided.

Her eyes shrank, and she shouted in a deep voice:

"Be careful!" Her loud shout was suppressed by the rapid air flow formed by the spiritual power, but it was clearly caught in her ears by Shi Qi, who had raised his vigilance.

"This sword will transform—"

Before the last word 'shape' was spoken, a long groan was heard in the sea of people's knowledge!

The long groan was clear, with an indescribable depression, and it was directly transmitted into the sea of people's consciousness, which shocked everyone's hearts.

Immediately after that, the golden shadow in the long sword swam, and when it swam to the tip of the sword, it turned into the head of a golden dragon with a wide open mouth, and the sword body turned into a dragon body!

'Whew-'

As soon as the golden dragon came out, it immediately let out a long breath.

The breath of the big demon diffused and turned into overwhelming pressure.

Although Shi Qi's cultivation was not bad, he had also reached the realm of distraction, but compared with Zhutian, his green sword was several levels behind.

In the past, Shi Qiyi had always been confident, and he firmly believed that the help of the Dharma Weapon was only second to the cultivator, and that it was his own strength that determined the victory or defeat of the monk.

He has outstanding strength and amazing talent, and under the accumulation of resources of the Shi family, he has advanced extremely fast, giving him great confidence.

But at this time, such a belief was shattered to the ground at the moment when Zhutian appeared.

After the golden dragon phantom came out, he was also a sword embryo, and his green sword fractal seemed to be extremely suppressed in front of the dragon shadow.

The sword array began to tremble, and the aura on the eight small swords seemed to dim a lot in an instant under the suppression of the golden dragon.

Then the golden dragon's lilac eyes rolled, 'Wow-'

A terrifying electric sound sounded in the Sea of Seven Senses, and on the pair of golden horns of the dragon soul, several thick purple arcs of light flowed, scorching the surrounding spiritual power, making a 'snort' sound.

The sword qi in the array was forced to escape, bringing a power that made Shi Shi's seven scalps tingle.

"The power of thunder and lightning?" Shi Qi's brows were furrowed, and he always felt that there was something he had overlooked.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the current spread from the two horns of the dragon soul to its body.

Purple arcs of lightning flowed through the golden scale armor, and with the dragon soul's long groan, the golden dragon soul split into two, then into four, and then split again.

In an instant, it had already turned into more than a dozen dragon shadows with the power of thunder and lightning.

In the long and clear groan, the dragon soul shuttled through the sword array, and the thunder and lightning formation of 'swoop' was amazing.

The power of sword qi, demon power, and thunder and lightning fused together, bursting out with unparalleled world-shattering power, and counter-impacting the crumbling sword formation.

Shi Qi's green sword itself could not fully exert its strength under the suppression of the Xuantian-level spirit treasure, and the large array that was barely locked at this time did not have time to give full play to the advantages of the formation, and it was immediately impacted by the golden dragon phantom.

For a moment, I saw that the edges of gold and purple were crushing the green shadows, and the sound of the sword formation was replaced by the long roar of countless dragon shadows.

The current and dragon breath tore apart the sword qi, Shi Qi's face turned pale, and the spiritual power in his body was frantically poured into the sword formation like a tide, and three or four out of ten were sucked away in an instant.

Even so, he was just barely able to maintain the sword formation and trap Song Qingxiao.

The strength of the girl in front of him was far beyond his initial estimate, and it was even more powerful than an ordinary Distraction Realm cultivator.

Gu Chunxing's words flashed in his mind, 'The sword will turn into a form!' ’

"The magic weapon transforms, the Xuantian Spirit Treasure!" A flash of inspiration flashed in Shi Qi's mind, and he finally remembered this point that his elders had inadvertently mentioned.

"You can't let her go." This thought flashed through his mind, and his spirit perked up, and he shouted:

"This is a Xuantian-level spirit treasure, she can't be allowed to escape from here!"

Far superior to ordinary Distraction Realm cultivators, and has a Xuantian-level spiritual treasure on his body.

With such strength, even if the four major distraction realm masters besieged her, it would be difficult for her to do anything for a while, and it was no wonder that Gu Chunxing and the others couldn't surround her, and Fan and Chu both lost their lives.

The Xuantian-level spiritual treasure is really too rare, and once it is obtained, it will be of infinite benefit to the world.

Everyone's spirits lifted, Mr. Zhixing wiped the blood foam from the corner of his mouth, held his palm, and several strands of red threads jumped out and twisted into a ball, forming a huge red whip, which 'whoosh' pierced through the air with red light.

Mrs. Kazuka moved her cuffs, and a golden reel spun and flew up.

The small order became bigger and bigger, and in an instant, it became a gold brick like a small mountain, floating in the air.

Pei Siye made a move, and the Sanskrit prayer bead that had been penetrated by the sword qi before was flown back into his palm with one move.

He rubbed his hand, and the rope holding the rosary broke in response, and the beads scattered, as if suppressed by lack of spiritual power, the words engraved on each bead with the Sanskrit secret method appeared, and the bead seemed to come to life in an instant.

On each bead, there is a phantom of a bald monk emerges, and the phantom aura of these monks has reached the realm of turning into a baby, at this time, his hands are folded, and he sits cross-legged on top of the bead, as if he has formed a special formation.

"Hey, hey!" As soon as Pei Siye broke the bead chain, he let out a long laugh:

"This Sanskrit bead was originally created by the Izumo master of the Sanskrit family."

Song Qingxiao didn't know much about the so-called 'Izumo Master', but it was obvious that the people of the clan should be extremely clear about this person.

As soon as Pei Siye's voice fell, the faces of several people changed slightly.

"Each bead is trapped in the soul of a senior monk of the Sanskrit Yin clan who has been seated." The rope of the rosary is like a seal, suppressing the souls of these monks.

Once the rope is broken and the Buddha's soul appears, it will form a formation and play the role of the highest secret method of the Sanskrit Yin clan.

This treasure was obtained by the Pei family at a great cost, and after Pei Siye got it, he has been carefully guarding it, and it is easy to use it on weekdays.

If it weren't for the appearance of a Xuantian-level spiritual treasure today, Pei Siye would not be willing to lift the seal of this rosary.

When the Sanskrit family took out such a treasure, they once told them that every time the power in the rosary was used, it would be exhausted a lot, and it would not be used until the moment of life and death.

At this time, although Song Qingxiao's strength was only a distraction realm, her Xuantian-level spiritual treasure was a huge temptation for Pei Siye.

The Shi family wanted to grab it, but the Pei family also wanted to get it.

Whoever gets it at this time will have their own ability.

Although there is a covenant between the clans, they also have their own calculations between them, and everyone is showing their own powers at this time, and when Shi Qi realizes that something is wrong, it is already too late.

Under the impact of the dragon shadow, the pressure of the sword array increased.

The spiritual power in his body was constantly being sucked into the sword array, but it was difficult to resist the impact of this dragon shadow at all.

Shi Qi only felt that the muscles and veins in his body were like faucets opening the floodgates everywhere, and the spiritual power flowed straight out, and as much as half of it was lost in the blink of an eye.

And the power of the dragon shadow impact remained unchanged, and the power of thunder passed through the sword array, reaching his muscles and veins, and the direct electricity caused him severe pain in his heart.

A large number of arcs of electricity peeked through the surface of his body, 'crackling' around him.

He held on for a moment, but finally couldn't hold on.

'Boom-'

The power slammed out, and the eight green swords let out a wail, and were scattered by the golden dragon phantom.

The purple arc spread out in all directions, pushing layers of smoke and spiritual air wherever the arc went.

Almost at the moment when the sword array broke, Mrs. Hexiang let out a coquettish shout, and between the rotation of the golden brick above her head, a huge brick shadow split out, and smashed it down in the direction where Song Qingxiao was!

Under the shadow of the bricks, Song Qingxiao's figure looked particularly petite, almost enveloped by the light and shadow of the gold bricks.

Shi Yue, who was protected by the rangers a hundred meters away, was nervous, looking at this scene, there was no trace of blood on his face.

There was a transparent secret shroud in front of him, which could block the spiritual power of the great battle so that it would not affect him into the battle.

A large number of monks in the infant realm protected him thoroughly, so that he was safe and could see this scene without hindrance.

"This is because of me......" he muttered softly, feeling both guilty and unspeakably lost.

Back then, he just had a whim, and he didn't think about killing anyone, nor did he expect Pei Hongyin to attack ordinary people.

Today's scene is integrated with the scene at the junction of the western suburbs in his eyes.

The only difference is that the people who besieged Song Qingxiao that day were just a group of unfashionable thugs, and he could easily summon the rangers to solve this matter at the slightest moment.

And now that she is besieged by the people of the world, to such a point, it is obvious that both sides will not stop again, and he has lost the qualification to meddle in it.

There was a hint of loss in the young man's slightly pale eyes, and the ranger seemed to sense his depressed mood, and said comfortingly:

"You don't have to be sad, Uncle Seven gave her a chance, whether to live or die, it's her own choice."

"yes—" Shi Yue's tone was low, and he sighed softly unconsciously.

The result at this time was her choice, but her result back then was caused by her own choice.

The corners of his mouth moved, and he instinctively wanted to smile as usual, reassuring the people around him not to worry, but the corners of his mouth seemed to be heavy and abnormal, and he tried a few times, and his cheek muscles seemed to disobey him.

In the end, not only did it not rise, but it fell deeper.

The shadow of the gold brick fell with a 'boom', which was tied to Mrs. Xiang's nine-character secret order, which greatly reduced Song Qingxiao's flexibility.

Even if she had a nine-character secret order to fight against her, Mrs. Hexiang would have won if she could restrain her for a second.

Under the seriousness of the four masters of the Distraction Realm, their strength is far from being comparable to that of the monks of the Transformation Realm.

Song Qingxiao dodged quickly, and the gold bricks smashed down to the place where she was standing before, making a loud noise that stopped the sky!

The brick shadow left an extremely deep pit in the ground, and the spiritual power radiated out, turning into a powerful shockwave.

As soon as one brick fell, Mrs. Hexiang waved her hand again, and another brick fell again.

'Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ’

In the blink of an eye, the golden brick shadow smashed down several pieces.

The earth trembled, and the chaotic spiritual power turned into a torrent.

There were countless craters on the ground, as if they had been hit by meteorites from outside the sky.

Gu Chunxing's eyes widened, watching Song Qingxiao's figure flexibly shuttle through the gaps in the brick shadows.

Is this a battle between the distraction realm monks?

The air flow in the battle circle was so strong that even if she was extremely far away, she could still feel the horror of being in the battle circle from the roar of the wind.

Even if she entered the realm of infantilization, she was not qualified to participate in this encirclement and suppression war.

Her eyes showed envy, yearning, and eagerness to try, and finally looked at Song Qingxiao, turning into a faint fanaticism.

Mrs. Hexiang didn't dare to relax, and when the jade hand rubbed together, the gold brick fell again.

Song Qingxiao was about to dodge, but the raised arm seemed to be restrained.

The shadow on the ground was limited, and Zhihai was pressed by an invisible force, and in the midst of lightning, the gold bricks above his head shot down again with a 'boom'.

The soul of the little dragon turned into several clones, chasing after Shi Qi's broken sword formation, stopping it.

The overwhelming force fell from the sky, and before it hit her, she already felt the gravity in her shoulder, like the top of Mount Tai.

The spiritual power spread down, and she sealed her hands:

"Draw the ground as a prison, sleepy!"

At the moment when the word 'Lin' was exported, Mrs. Hexiang's nine-character secret order was cracked.

But at the moment when the two orders were canceled, the divine consciousness fought with each other, and the divine consciousness was rapidly consumed, which was quite stressful for both of them.

The power of the Nine-Character Secret Order is related to the grade, the collection of the Word Order, and the Divine Sense, and the more the Character Order collects, the more powerful the Word Order will be to reflect each other.

Although Mrs. Hexiang is also the owner of the nine-character secret order, her collection of the word order is far from being compared to Song Qingxiao, who has already collected the four-character order.

When the divine consciousness was fighting, Mrs. Hexiang felt that she was greatly suppressed and consumed deeply.

As for Song Qingxiao, although she has an advantage in the nine-character secret order, she has many opponents, and in addition to breaking through the restrictions of Mrs. Hexiang, she also has to resist other attacks.

As soon as the field was formed, the shadow of the brick that fell overhead was 'supported' in mid-air.

In the rear, Song Qingxiao caught the wind movement, and in an extremely light sound, when the red light flashed, Mr. Zhixing's red whip stuck to her back with a 'snap'.

The red whip glued past her back, 'brushing' to tear away a layer of scale armor.

Blood gushed out of it, and the sharp pain that he realized afterwards surged into Song Qingxiao's heart.

The whip stuck to her body, and it didn't fall off.

The blood came out first, and it was immediately absorbed by the long whip greedily.

As soon as the wound appeared, the spiritual power in Song Qingxiao's body seemed to have found a breakthrough, and it frantically gushed out from the wound and burrowed into the red whip.

The light on the red whip became more and more terrifying, and as soon as it entangled her, it turned into a spirit snake, 'whooshing' around her waist and abdomen, and bound her legs along it, as if trying to restrict her movements.

At the same moment, the Buddha shadow in Pei Siye's rosary had already taken shape, and each of them sat cross-legged, as if resurrected.

As they uttered the words, a powerful spiritual power erupted from above the phantom, enveloping its body.

Under the reflection of milky white light, these Buddha phantoms became more and more benevolent, and their powers blended with each other, almost making that layer of light so bright that people did not dare to look at it.

In the halo, the souls of these Buddhas seemed to merge into one, forming a giant Buddha of great size.

As soon as the Buddha's shadow came out, it showed the aura of a strong man in the Void Realm.

This aura appeared, and the suppression of the people in the Distraction Realm was almost fatal.

Everyone felt a great shock in their hearts, the blood began to 'boom', the spiritual power seemed to be out of control, and the body seemed to be a little disobedient to their own calls.

Song Qingxiao only felt that her scalp was numb, as if she was enveloped by death.

Wherever the Buddha's light and shadow went, she seemed to have nothing to hide, and every blind spot was exposed in those eyes that made people dare not look at her.

The suppression of the realm had too much impact on her, but the damage of Mr. Zhixing's red whip was almost negligible to her.

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