The so-called Divine Soul Fighting Method, Xiao Yu is not the first time to experience, in a thought, life and death are decided, from the old thoughts on the shore of Biluo Lake to the torture and killing of the Great Wizard of the Frost Realm in the Kolko Department, Xiao Yu has never suffered a loss in the Divine Soul Battle.

But now that the Weiyang Sword he cultivated was taken away by Mr. Fu, he lost the best means of dealing with the black snake that appeared in the sea of his consciousness.

The black color of the power of the Qingshui Tomb Divine Soul came from the Divine Soul, and it was also applied to the Divine Soul, like a poisonous snake, biting and devouring Xiao Yu's Divine Soul.

Xiao Yu snorted, his face was slightly pale, and the countless stars in the sea of knowledge shone brightly, trying to stabilize the constantly vibrating sea of knowledge.

It's a pity that these consciousness fragments devoured by the pupils can protect Xiao Yu's soul, just like a big shield, but they can't fight back.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.

Now Xiao Yu can still hold on, but he can't hold it for too long.

Now the oasis where Xiao Yu and the others are located is not conspicuous in this Gobi, and in such a night, no one will come here at all.

Xiao Yu and Qing Shuizuka entered the battle of gods and souls in an instant, but in the real world, the two were like two puppets, stark and unmoving.

It seems to have lost the power to perceive the outside world.

But there was a third person here.

Qiu Si, who can't use his vitality for the time being.

The black wolf that originally restrained Qiu Si had been killed by Xiao Yu with a sword, if Xiao Yu hadn't killed the black wolf, he wouldn't have been dragged into the soul battle, and if he hadn't been dragged into the soul battle, he wouldn't have given Qiu Si this excellent opportunity.

Qiu Si is leading the practice, his posture is extremely beautiful, but his expression is as indifferent as a snowy mountain at the moment.

The woman raised the Great Sun Seal Wheel in her hand, the light had become dimmed, and as long as it fell gently, it would take the lives of Xiao Yu or Qingshuizuka.

Suddenly, her movements became sluggish.

The expression on Qiu Si's face was still calm, but there were ripples in his eyes.

She slowly raised her head and looked across the small lake in the middle of the oasis.

A woman dressed in white appeared on the other side of the lake at some point.

The woman's face was even more touching than Qiu Si's, with ice muscles and jade bones, and she stood on the opposite side of the small lake with a cold expression, looking at this side at this time, like a fairy under the moon.

Qiu Si no longer cared about Xiao Yu and Qing Shuizuka, but looked at the woman in white who suddenly appeared, and asked, "Excuse me, who is Your Excellency?"

In fact, Qiu Si had already vaguely guessed the identity of the woman in white in his heart, but after all, this was the first time they met, and he was still a little uncertain.

The woman stepped forward, and the white embroidered shoes lightly touched the small lake, causing layers of ripples to tread the water.

fluttering like a fairy.

The scene in front of him suddenly reminded Qiu Si of the Luo Shen Fu that a scholar once recited when he was traveling in the Central Plains.

Hugh Xun flies, fluttering like a god, Ling Bo walks slightly, and Luo socks are dusty. Impermanence is the rule, if the danger is safe. Enter the difficult period, if you go back. Turning the eyes and flowing essence, smooth and jade. The words were not spit out, and the breath was like a quiet orchid. Gorgeous and graceful, it makes me forget to eat.

When the woman in white who was like a fairy under the moon stepped on the lake, Qingshui Mound, who had completely suppressed Xiao Yu in the battle of the soul, seemed to notice something, and she didn't care about Xiao Yu, and forcibly broke away from Xiao Yu's soul world, and turned her head to look at the woman in white with a gloomy face, that is, she was shocked and angry: "Who is coming!"

In this empty kung fu, the woman had already crossed the small lake, and nodded slightly towards Qiu Si, "Buddhism Murong." ”

Qing Mizuzuka's face changed suddenly, and he quickly stepped back with an ebony staff in his hand,

Murong Lian moved lightly and stretched out her hand to wipe it forward.

A water sword condensed in the lake behind him.

Crystal clear.

In fact, Xiao Yu didn't have the luxury of expecting someone to help him at all, he really didn't have a few friends since he was a child, from the Eastern Capital to the grassland, except for those who helped him because of interests, only Lin Yinping was alone and broke the sword for a while.

At this time, Xiao Yu's position and Murong who were moving forward happened to form horns with each other, and Qingshui Mound formed a triangle with the two.

Murong condensed a water sword that was extremely agile and lively, and it jumped and flew out towards the Qingshui Mound under the traction of her qi.

The trajectory of the water sword is mysterious, seemingly chaotic, but it is orderly in chaos, which makes people unguardable.

Qing Shuizuka's brows furrowed deeply, and he didn't want to dodge Murong's sword in vain, so he could only stretch out the ebony staff in his hand and point at this sword.

The water sword collided with the ebony staff.

There was no imaginary landslide and ground cracking, only a snap, like the sound of splashing water on the ground, and Murong's water sword dispersed into a mist in the sky.

Murong's face remained unchanged, and he stretched out his hand to wipe it, and one after another water swords flew out of the lake behind her.

A total of seven handles.

The seven water swords formed a seven-star formation, and the vitality was connected into one, and the seven swords were like a sword.

Murong pointed lightly at the Qingshui Tomb, and the Seven Swords kept the seven-star formation quietly stabbing towards the Qingshui Tomb.

This is still a means by which all things in Autumn Leaves can be used as swords, but it is more mysterious than the transformation of Qi into a sword that Xiao Yu stole from his master.

Aomizuzuka's wrinkled face seemed to grow older, unable to see its expression, and swept back again.

On Murong's side, there was also Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu had already recovered from the trance of the battle of the gods and souls at this time.

Xiao Yu still had a sword out before.

Xiao Yu's right hand was still holding the broken array.

A sword can be handed out at any time.

The third sword, the Shuren sword.

Previously, Xiao Yu was not sure that Qingshui Mound, a cunning old wizard like a fox, would kill him with one blow, but after Murong appeared, he already had it.

Qing Mizuzuka's face changed greatly, and the ebony staff quickly retreated at the same time.

Although Qingshui Mound retreated quickly, it was not as fast as Murong's seven water swords.

The ebony staff made a subtle arc.

The vitality of heaven and earth in the entire oasis was actually condensed by the green water mound.

This is already the threshold of seeing the realm of heaven and man.

This side of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was smashed by the Qingshui Tomb like this.

There is no skill, pure ingenuity.

Qing Shuizuka didn't look at Murong, but looked at Xiao Yu, who was no more than a sword away from him.

The real killing machine is not Murong's seven swords, but a sword in Xiao Yu's brewing.

While Qing Shuizuka was looking at Xiao Yu, Murong had an embroidered sword in his hand, and his fingers flicked lightly on the body of the embroidered sword.

A thunderous Buddhist sound resounded through the world.

Great mercy thunder.

Even Xu Lin is also afraid of Daci Lei Yin.

The vitality of heaven and earth was forcibly separated by this thunderous Buddha sound.

Seven water swords flew through this gap.

Qingshuizuka had no time to react, and in a hurry, he could only try his best to protect himself.

The water sword exploded on Qing Shuizuka's body, making a splash in the sky.

It was like a light rain.

The black robe on Qing Shuizuka's body was shattered, revealing a body that was comparable to skin and bones underneath, and the sparse white hair on his head kept swaying violently, and the slightest trace fell.

Qingshui Mound and Murong are also at the pinnacle of the frost realm, and Murong's seven swords can't kill him, but they can make him have to be distracted to deal with it.

Between a sword.

Xiao Yu, who had been preparing to go, finally handed over this sword.

Xiao Yu, who was holding a sword, and Qing Shuizuka walked through.

The ebony staff falls to the ground.

Qing Mizuzuka slowly lowered his head, a hoarse sound coming out of his throat.

The whole person exploded.

Xiao Yu grabbed it and grabbed the head of Qingshui Mound in his hand, and the black pupils in his originally black and white eyes spread rapidly.

The original skull-like head of the green water mound has really become a skeleton dressed in human skin.

Xiao Yu didn't devour the vitality of Qingshui Mound, the peak of frost climbing, but just stole the various secret methods he would have.

Dao Buddha Demon Sword Witch.

The five supernatural powers are all in one.