The way to life is the small shirt.

Xiu Yue finally woke up, she looked around, the fog on her side had begun to gradually disperse, slowly opening up a path, Xiu Yue held a wooden card in her hand, the lines on it were exactly the same as the wooden card she gave Xiao Yi at that time, if she pressed this wooden card, the one on Xiao Yi's body would also be broken, but she was not sure if Xiao Yi would understand what she meant.

The path opened up by the mist stretched to the front, and when Xiuyue reached the end, he saw a glazed color.

She walked to the side of a piece that looked like a pearl of the night, and when she looked at it, she saw the outside world, and she seemed to be standing in someone's eyes, and she looked at it with that person's gaze.

Xiu Yue was stunned in her heart, she must be the saint who occupied her body.

With a turn of her eyes, there was a cloud of smoke and dust, the woman's posture was vigorous, her eyes flashed, Xiu Yue suddenly saw Xiao Yi and Rong Zhao and others standing in the distance, she was overjoyed, and hurriedly pounced on the beads in front of her, but she pounced in the air, she opened her mouth, and did not shout.

At this moment, the inside of the beads suddenly went black, as if the woman realized something and closed her eyes fiercely.

A sound came from the depths, piercing through Shin Tsuki's body.

"I didn't expect you to come here!"

It's the Holy Maiden.

Xiu Yue snorted coldly and said loudly, "Let me out." ”

"Heh, do you think I'll let you out?" After that, a burst of dizziness came, Xiu Yue's illusory figure at the moment was even more ethereal, she felt pain in her heart, these spiritual senses that had only been accumulated by the cultivation for many years were directly weakened by half by the other party, but if there were no such things, presumably the current Xiu Yue would have really disappeared from the world.

There was a trance, but it was not Xiuyue's soul that was reduced, but the entire space where she was was in turmoil, and the surrounding fog suddenly dissipated a little, Xiuyue was happy in her heart, presumably the saint was injured by the princess because of the distraction just now.

Thinking of this, Xiu Yue couldn't help but laugh weakly.

Now, if he didn't take the last step, presumably Xiu Yue would really die in his body.

The wooden card suddenly shattered in her hand, and at the same time, although no blood flowed out, but with the injured palm, bursts of spiritual power escaped, Xiu Yue closed her eyes, and she silently said in her heart: Dagger.

The bursts of spiritual power glowing with white light were like swimming snakes, swimming easily in the mist, and finally converged in the distance, and the spiritual powers finally spun together, as if twisted into a spike, and finally rushed directly towards the invisible abyss around.

At this moment, the sky was covered with yellow sand, and the whole sky had lost its original color, leaving only a desert piled up in the sky.

On the other hand, the original cypress incense tree, the pure white fruit has fallen a lot, and the dragon soaring above the sky has also had a lot of whip marks.

The saint slowly wiped the corners of her mouth, and she smiled: "I didn't expect that girl to have some doorways." ”

The woman in Chinese clothes on the opposite side also smiled slightly, maybe it was years of silence, which made her smile very dry, and she said softly: "Now the generation is stronger than the generation." ”

The saint stood up straight, she slowly stretched out her arms, pointed to the gloomy sky, and said loudly: "I used to be the pride of the sky, I am the purest yin and yang physique through the ages, and I am the real son of heaven and earth, why don't you obey?" ”

She paused for a moment, her hands gradually clasped above her head, and the cypress incense tree on one side slowly stopped moving, but in an instant, all the fruits on the cypress incense tree dried up, as if a lush flower and plant withered in an instant.

After another moment, the cypress incense tree has returned to the height of a person, the movements of both sides have stopped, the cypress incense tree is just a moment, suddenly came to the side of the saint, she smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and touched the trees around her slightly, revealing a gentle smile, suddenly, the smile slowly penetrated into the eyes, in the slowly rising corners of the mouth, into a moment of fierceness, that smile, with some cruelty, but mixed with some madness.

Bursts of qi escaped from all around, and after the strong wind, the qi on her body spread her entire hair in all directions, and the spiritual power escaped from the cypress incense tree, like silk threads, from a hair ball, and finally merged into the body of the saint.

At the same time, Xiu Yue, who was originally pale, regained her radiant appearance, but these powers did not belong to Xiu Yue, but to the holy woman attached to her.

The cypress incense tree on one side finally seemed to have lost its life, and eventually, it finally became a mass of ashes, scattered in the sea of sand, and could not be found.

The woman in the gorgeous dress opposite, that is, the princess, just looked at all this coldly, and did not stretch out her hand to stop it, her eyes were full of wisdom and plainness, as if she was not shocked in the face of everything.

At this time, the holy woman felt the power in her body, and slowly clenched her hands, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth seemed to feel something, and they all circled around her.

She drew a circle in front of her with both hands, and a gossip diagram suddenly appeared in front of her, and with a push of her hand, her whole body also rushed to the woman in gorgeous clothes opposite with this force.

The woman in the Chinese costume stood in place and did not move, her hands stretched forward, and a drop of water appeared on her fingers.

The two sides are fighting each other, not giving in to each other, and any distance between the forward rush is within easy reach.

Rong Zhao, who was standing not far away, took a deep breath, he turned his head to look at Yu Wensheng behind him: "Will she be in danger?" ”

Yu Wensheng was holding a bead in his hand at the moment, just like the bead that Xiuyue found in the misty space, and there was a scene not far away in the transparent color of the glass, but it was only Xiuyue in it.

Yu Wensheng frowned and sighed: "The situation is not good, Xiuyue's body has been occupied. ”

"Her divine consciousness should still be in her body, but she can't get it back." The black-robed woman spoke slowly.

Everyone fell silent for a moment, Xiaoyi frowned tightly, she stared intently at the figure in the dust, her eyes seemed to be able to see through the dust, the figure that was moving, and her hands were tightly clutching a wooden card, which was faintly hot.

In the mist, Xiu Yue was imprisoned in her body, and her already transparent divine consciousness was even more transparent at this moment, and if there was a gust of wind, it would surely be blown away immediately. Xiu Yue's crushing wooden card and the spiritual power that floated out was condensing into a thorn in the distance at this moment, and suddenly, the spiritual power was accumulating out, although there was no sound, but the sound of the wind brought out within that speed seemed to be full of ears.

The spiritual power broke through the fog, and finally disappeared into the air as if it had gone to another dimension.

At the same time, her hands were slowly spinning, and the Tai Chi pattern appeared more clearly in front of her, and the saint smiled as she looked at the woman in the gorgeous costume who was close at hand, her eyes full of hatred.

The Tai Chi pattern suddenly began to change, and the original black and white colors began to mix, just like black ink and paper mixed together, and those lines changed rapidly, and finally formed a ghost head, the ghost head had a hideous face, and the mouth was wide open, with the movement of the saint's fingers, the black gas protruded from its mouth, and the fishy smell made the woman in the Chinese costume opposite couldn't help frowning, and at the same time said: "I didn't expect that you could bring out one of the hell guards." ”

The saint smiled slightly, her fingers were certain, the fingers of both hands turned black, and the blood flowed in with the black silk, and the cold aura was even worse.

The woman in the fancy dress frowned, and took a step back.

When the black-robed woman saw this scene, she said loudly, "It's a hellish demon!" ”

Even if everyone didn't know what the sacredness was, but looking at her face, they knew that it was not simple, and everyone couldn't help frowning.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the mouth of the holy woman's heart, she couldn't help but snort, her consciousness flickered, and the cold aura directly eroded into her body, so domineering, she couldn't even suppress the summoned master

The sharp pain was accompanied by a faint light, which quickly floated in the air, and then flew quickly in the direction of the shirt.

The saintess snorted coldly, her body did not move, and the void behind her slapped a palm, wanting to intercept the spiritual power.

slapped out with one palm, and then turned around, the saint and the woman in gorgeous clothes finally collided together.

The spiritual power was scattered, and the original ghost head had turned into a big mouth, and the black mist eroded everything around it, and its face had all disappeared, leaving only a bloody mouth.

In the hands of the woman in gorgeous clothes opposite is a dense water droplet, among those water droplets, the pure Taoist spiritual power lingers, and every drop of water droplets is broken, it will melt some of the black power on the opposite side, and the two sides are at a stalemate for a while.

When the saintess slapped her palm, everyone had already discovered the spiritual power, and Xiaoshan understood that the spiritual power was Xiuyue almost instantly, and hurriedly shouted, one step faster than the saint.

The silk thread in Yu Wensheng's hand grew rapidly, clinging to the yellow sand and quickly climbed over, directly wrapping the spiritual power.

The saint's palm also attacked directly, and the little shirt that had been hiding behind everyone suddenly stepped forward, pointed to the black palm print in front of him and shouted: "Scatter! ”

With her words, the surrounding spiritual power automatically converged into a single word, and the font was full of spiritual power, and a phantom shadow directly walked out of the air, and rushed directly towards the palm of the holy woman.

Because the speed was too fast, a spirit word seemed to bring out countless handwritings, the attacks of the two sides collided together, and the scattered words finally dissipated, as if a trapped cage imprisoned the black palm print in it, but in a moment, the black palm print was absorbed by the spirit word of the shirt, and taking advantage of this kung fu, Yu Wensheng had also brought back the spiritual power package sent by Xiuyue.