The split shadow of the golden dragon also seemed to be affected, and between the shaking of the little dragon phantom, several doppelgangers reunited, reappearing as a majestic golden dragon.

It held its head high, its eyes beaming with pride, and let out a long groan.

As soon as the Buddha cultivated, his folded hands parted one, and he slapped down with a smile.

His expression seemed to be kind, but it made Song Qingxiao seem to be shrouded in the shadow of death.

Strange to say, this Buddha palm wrapped in a halo does not seem to be fast, but every time it falls, it seems to grow several times.

This palm is like a net of heaven and earth, and all the people and things in its palm seem to be unable to escape.

The spiritual power pressed down, as if the heavens and the earth collapsed, and only the white light was left in the eyes, and all the people, scenes, and things seemed to disappear in an instant.

"Is this a force that you can overcome now?" Song Qingxiao's gaze fell on the Buddha's palm, the fingers of the Buddha's palm had disappeared, and she could only see the lines of the palm print.

The palm lid was like the sky, blocking the top of her head.

Between the friction of the powerful spiritual power, there was a sharp and almost piercing sound.

All the sounds seemed to be consciously blocked by the divine consciousness, and the howling of the little dragon was inaudible in the sound of the Buddha's palm falling.

Is this the true strength of the powerhouse of the Void Realm under a single blow?

The surprise in Song Qingxiao's eyes gradually became calm, and finally turned into a faint excitement.

This kind of strength seems to have surpassed the limit of what human beings can cultivate, like the most infinite power of heaven and earth, which makes her not only fearless, but also feels extremely yearning.

She has also 'seen' two powerhouses of the Void Realm in her life, but Su Wu is half useless, her body has been destroyed, and now although her will is still alive, she only has the prestige of the past.

Although Shi Qiuwu is also known as a half-stepping saint, when he met her, this person was calculating, and his spiritual power was restrained by the Chaos Bead.

Before she could make a move, she happened to meet someone from outside the sky, which eventually caused her to seize the opportunity and slip away to save her life.

As for the eighth-order beast king, who also had the strength of the Void Realm, he was first attacked by the rebellious beast group, and then he was struck by the attracted heavenly thunder, and he was only missed by Song Qing after being hit hard.

Therefore, at this moment, the palm of the Buddha statue summoned by the spirit of Buddha cultivation sealed by the Sanskrit Sacred Bead was the first time that Song Qing had faced the powerhouse of the 'Void Realm' since the beginning.

"Boom—"

A strange sound that seemed to be the handover of Jin Ge was filled in Song Qingxiao's sea of consciousness at the moment when the palm print fell, which greatly shocked her divine sense and spiritual power.

All the sounds and sounds in the world were suppressed by this secret spell, and she knew that the killing intent and the fighter planes in the sea were even washed under this spell, and then she retreated and panicked.

Combined with the handprint that covered the sky, she gradually lost the meaning of resistance, as if she could never defeat the feeling of this Buddha's palm.

She blinked, her consciousness was suppressed, but the domineering and domineering in her blood seemed to have awakened under this qi and fought against it.

The origin power of the ice spiritual power recovered from her body faced this pressure and flowed in her veins, making her eyes become clear.

In an instant, Song Qing urinated and realized that he had almost fallen into this Buddha's secret spell before.

Her spine straightened up slightly, and she stared coldly at the 'sky' that had been shot down under the Sanskrit sound.

It seems that this Buddha sound should have a special ability to disintegrate people's will and consciousness.

The low-level monk's divine consciousness itself is already much weaker than the powerhouses of the 'Void Realm', not to mention that this secret spell should also have some kind of auxiliary effect, and it will form a powerful sonic secret spell through the sound of words and spiritual power.

This method of attack is not unfamiliar to Song Qingxiao, it is the same as the 'Dragon Slaying Power' secret spell that Yi Chang gave her in the trial of the Yulun Void Realm.

It's just that her strength is still shallow, and her strength is too weak to truly activate this 'dragon slaying power'.

But with the passage of time, after her strength is strengthened little by little in the future, the power inherited from the will of the soul suppression clan, I don't know who is stronger and who is weaker compared to this Sanskrit sound secret mantra.

A competitive thought arose from the bottom of her heart, and the 'power to destroy the dragon' in her body seemed to awaken under this Sanskrit sound, and began to flow in her blood, driving away the influence of this Sanskrit sound on her.

Under the milky white light, the dragon soul opened its mouth and held its golden head high.

In the face of an approaching enemy, it does not flinch, but tries to rush upward.

Although merging with the sword qi brought it a certain convenience, it swept away the light that shrouded it.

The bloodline of the great demon makes it never bow its head, maintaining a strong fighting spirit and a vigorous killing spirit.

But it's too small.

Although it was born with blue blood, it was born not long ago, and it still needed Song Qingxiao's longer nourishment and 'care' to make it grow further.

At this time, it rushed upwards with all its might, but compared to the power of that palm, the power of the dragon soul was like a mayfly shaking a tree, and it was difficult to penetrate it at all.

'Boom-'

In the roar, the giant palm fell, and the spiritual power formed a storm under the palm, impacting everything in the palm.

Under this heavy pressure, the ground was also compressed and sunk step by step as if it was wailing.

Song Qingxiao was shrouded in the Buddha's light, and he didn't see that in the outside world at this time, the foundation of the Shi family was collapsing.

As soon as the ground moves, the exquisite buildings that are laid out on the ground seem to be placed on the canvas.

As soon as the canvas is twitched, the things on it, like building blocks, begin to crumble and collapse.

The sound of 'booming' houses collapsing was incessant, and dust and smoke filled the air.

Above the face of the golden Buddha summoned by the Sanskrit Sacred Bead in mid-air, there was a color of pity for the miserable beings.

'He' looked down at the beings below, and his palm was only more than ten meters away from the ground.

The dust and smoke rolled up, and the spiritual power turned into a whirlwind, emitting a 'woo' wail, and slipped out of the whirlpool between 'his' fingers.

The spiritual power under the palm of his hand was disordered, and it turned into an incomparably powerful air current, firmly trapping and locking the beings who were covered by 'him' under his palm.

The power of this palm not only shocked Shi Qi, Mr. Zhixing and Mrs. Hexiang, but even Pei Siye, who summoned this Buddha bead, also showed ecstasy in his eyes.

The strength of the Void Realm is really terrifying, but it also brings great throbbing to people, which makes people yearn for it.

The powerhouses of the Distraction Realm were extremely far away, but under this oppression, they all felt as if their chests were being pressed against a thousand catties of boulders.

Under the huge pressure, cracks began to appear in the veins, and the flesh and skin cracked through the criss-crossing ravines, and blood overflowed, as if turning into blood in an instant, causing several people to retreat in horror, fearing that they would be swept into this storm of spiritual power.

Even Pei Siye, who summoned this thing, felt that his scalp was numb under the suppression of this force, and his body retreated dozens of meters away, only to feel that the pressure of suppressing his internal organs had eased a little.

Not to mention those monks who were slightly weaker in the Infant Transformation Realm, and those led by Gu Chun retreated one after another.

“…… Will it die? ”

Gu Chunxing's blood was surging, and the blood stirred by the spiritual power hit his lungs, and every time he exhaled, it turned into a supreme dull pain.

A fishy sweetness surged up her throat, and blood spilled down the corners of her mouth, but she looked at the middle of the Buddha's palm as if she didn't notice it.

She was far away from the Buddha's palm, but she could still feel the terrifying power of the palm.

It is conceivable that Song Qingxiao, who was in the middle of the storm at this time, felt a hundred or a thousand times more pressure than her.

Under such coercion, even Shi Qi, Mr. Zhixing, etc., who were also in the realm of distraction, couldn't resist and avoided them one after another.

Song Qingxiao bore the brunt of the greatest pressure, presumably on the verge of death at this time.

This thought surged into Gu Chunxing's heart, and for some reason, her eyes were hot.

She is loyal to the clan, and it stands to reason that if Song Qingxiao can ambush her, it should be beneficial to the clan and harmless, and she should be happy to see it.

But there is an indescribable regret and envy in her heart.

Back then, this girl who blew herself up and escaped from the hands of Wei Zhi and Chu Yi, and would rather break through the gate of the starry sky than fall into the hands of the world, but in the end she fell into the hands of the world.

The reason for taking her down was not a fair and just duel, but a siege by the wheel tactics of the same rank.

Gu Chunxing regretted that such a character was born in such an environment, not in the world, and envied that she could fight with such a strong person at this time, and died under the shadow of the Buddha in the 'Void Realm', which was vigorous, and it was not in vain.

For a while, she felt regretful, but also felt that if it was herself, it would be worth dying like this.

Two contradictory emotions intertwined in her heart, making her tongue bitter.

Shi Qi withdrew dozens of zhang away and stopped at Shi Yue's side.

He clenched a cyan long sword, which was covered with several tooth marks scratched by the little dragon at this time, and was still trembling slightly because of the suppression of the Xuantian-level spirit treasure.

The Shi family's mansion collapsed one by one, and this deafening roar was overwhelmed by bursts of elegant and loud Sanskrit secret mantras.

Everything in front of me is like the slow motion of a movie, as soon as the roof beam falls, it is immediately torn apart by the disordered spiritual power, turned into droplets, and with the wind rolling, it flies into the air, forming a dark cloud, holding the Buddha shadow with a compassionate face in the air.

Shi Qi's brows were furrowed, and his face showed a complicated look.

At this time, the centuries-old building of the Shi family was so completely destroyed that he could not be moved, and there was a trace of regret and excitement in his heart, which was subtly similar to Gu Chunxing.

After today's battle, even if Song Qingxiao died, for the clan, it was like being slapped on the face, and there was a feeling of shamelessness.

Not to mention that people broke into the nest, and so many people couldn't besiege it, and finally dispatched such a treasure to subdue people.

Pei Siye retreated again and again, showing a smug smile that the victory was in hand.

In today's war, the reputation of the Pei family and the prestige of the treasure in his hands will be famous in the empire.

Song Qingxiao's breath could no longer be sensed, and the ubiquitous Sanskrit Buddha shadow wiped out all her breath.

At this time, outside the imperial capital of the imperial city, Yao Yu, whose face was pale, seemed to sense the fluctuation of the abnormal spiritual power of the imperial capital, and instinctively turned his head.

He had just experienced a vicious battle, and the blood he spat out soaked the placket of his chest, and his face was embarrassed.

The two Infant Transformation Realm monks who were chasing him had already sensed the changes in the imperial capital, and they knew that he had fallen for his plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, gritted their teeth and let him go, and then rushed back to the imperial capital to help.

After getting rid of the danger, Yao Yu's figure flashed into the crowd.

He's done his best!

After receiving that sixth-order demon pill, he could only help Song Qing to such a point.

But at this time, the fluctuation of the spiritual power of the imperial capital has obviously far surpassed the realm of the infant realm to the realm of interfering, and I don't know what kind of trouble Song Qingxiao is involved in.

In the direction of the imperial city, a majestic and solemn Buddha shadow slowly appeared in mid-air, and the excited crowd looked at this incredible scene, and was stunned for a moment, and then these bustling crowds actually knelt down one after another.

These ordinary people did not know that there were clans and monks in this world, and they could not understand what such a vision meant.

They only know that the 'bodhisattva' manifests their spirits, perhaps because they have compassion for all sentient beings.

"The Buddha has appeared!"

"Amitabha—"

"Buddha bless."

Countless people rushed to kowtow, moved to tears by the miracle that appeared in this imperial city.

"There has been a miracle in the royal family—"

"Is this a metaphor from heaven?"

Yao Yu's ears heard the incredible exclamations of countless people, they felt a 'miracle', and he felt a 'miracle', but he knew what this 'miracle' meant.

The breath of this Buddha statue has far surpassed the level of the realm of transforming into infants, and it is so far away, but the coercion is still breathless, and it instinctively wants to surrender.

"What realm of cultivation is this?" Yao Yu muttered, extremely incredible, and his body trembled instinctively under the residual force of this coercion.

"Does the appearance of this Buddha shadow have anything to do with her?"

Many questions came to Yao Yu's heart, making him both shocked and throbbing.

This 'old friend' who had worked with him twice was far more terrifying than he imagined.

The Buddha shadow in the imperial city may have appeared because of her, and it can trigger such a Buddha to illuminate the world, but it is conceivable that the strength she showed when she killed the people of the Fan clan before was only the tip of the iceberg.

I think that when she escaped from the horror camp that day, although she was slightly stronger than herself, in terms of real strength, Yao Yu thought that she was not too much inferior to her.

Why has she been able to progress to such a point in the past ten years?

His heart fluctuated violently.

The Imperial City can't stay anymore! It is conceivable that after today, no matter whether Song Qingxiao is dead or alive, she will definitely move the world and become famous in the imperial capital.

I couldn't hide my dealings with her for too long.

Inside the 'Ancient Treasure Pavilion', Yao Yu had already sensed the shocked monks flying out one after another.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was attracted by the appearance of this Buddha shadow at this time, he just escaped from the imperial capital.

Thinking of this, Yao Yu turned his head without hesitation, and his figure was as flexible as an ape, disappearing into the crowd.

And inside the imperial city on the other side-

No one noticed that the weak prince of the Shi family, who was protected by the ban, had a pair of deep eyes at this time, as if two storms were brewing in his eyes.

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