The spark flashed away on the crimson robe, and Zhang Qing came back to his senses and saw that his robe seemed to be torn by a sharp blade.

The defenses that the vestments should have vanished in an instant, cut as easily as ordinary cloth.

"This is ......" Zhang Qing looked up at Jiang Baiyi in front of him.

"Divine sense?"

Jiang Baiyi glanced at Zhang Qing in surprise, "I have some knowledge, I thought that there was no inheritance related to divine consciousness among the four clans of Yunmengze." ”

"Now that you know, then you have to be careful, no matter how powerful the immortal law inheritance is, it can't make your divine sense expand several times when building the foundation, right?"

"I may not be able to compare to you in the fighting method, but if it is an attack by divine consciousness, how much can your immortal method block?"

Zhang Qing was silent, the Zhang family did not have a inheritance related to divine consciousness, and it could even be said that the entire Yunmengze clan and the four clans plus the current Lingyue Chamber of Commerce may not have it.

People are energetic, so some people focus on spells, some people pursue the ultimate physique, naturally, and some people turn their divine consciousness into power.

Zhang Qing knew that he only said a few words, but he could only speculate on his own.

"At the beginning, he was able to make the foundation building monks unable to react with a single sword, is it because of divine sense." Zhang Qing recalled in his heart that when he first entered the land of clouds, he had the answer in his heart.

Then he looked at Jiang Baiyi, "You think you can kill me like this?" ”

"Not sure, but we have to try."

As soon as Jiang Baiyi's words fell, the golden sword qi fragments in the sky swarmed towards Zhang Qing, and at the same time, the furious flames also erupted in the void, indiscriminately scorching all the sword qi fragments.

Even the divine consciousness power blessed by mana was facing the despair of being wiped out in the immortal fire, and in just an instant, Jiang Baiyi felt the extreme pain and tearing sensation in his mind.

Thousands of sword qi turned into countless fragments, and so did his divine sense, every time he was scorched by the flames, it would be directly reflected in his mind.

The cultivators who practice divine consciousness seem to be more mysterious than other practitioners, but they are also far more dangerous than anyone else.

"Immortal Golden Light!" Jiang Baiyi's eyes were golden, and as he snorted, a hair-thick ray of light from the fragments of sword qi in the sky pierced through the surging flames, and no matter how much the foundation building immortal fire burned, it never melted half a minute.

"Divine consciousness can be infinite or a wisp of dust."

"I do not die, God does not perish." Jiang Baiyi's voice was like an ancient roar, accompanied by that ray of golden light that broke into Zhang Qing's mind and burst out into the sky, and the monstrous waves and the edge that destroyed the world raged.

Of course, all of this happened in the depths of the Sea of Divine Consciousness, and the outside world was only for a moment.

Outsiders could only see that at the moment when the golden light bloomed, Zhang Qing's flames dimmed, and the Qingyi Zhuji monk also knelt on one knee and gasped for breath to relieve his exhaustion.

"Can you handle it?" Jiang Baiyi stared at Zhang Qing deadly, looking for an answer in the other party's cloudy eyes.

That was his most powerful attack, but he didn't gamble on everything, he knew very well what he needed to remember in front of the Zhang family monks, so once Zhang came to his senses, he had to flee for his life immediately.

"So...... Will you die? Jiang Baiyi's body trembled slightly, and he could feel his own wisps of inextinguishable golden light frantically destroying the other party's sea of consciousness.

In his pupils, the flickering light of the fire in front of him was reflected, and the flames reflected an infinite darkness.

In the darkness, there is golden light tearing the heavens and the earth, there is an overwhelming blockade under the flame cloth, there is a golden light that smashes the flames over and over again, and there are infinite flames that burn again and again.

Until a certain moment, the golden light exhausted all its strength and burst out with the last afterglow, and the golden pillar of light pierced through the infinite darkness, reaching the 'heaven' and 'earth' within it.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Zhang Qing's mouth, and the originally blood-warm face turned pale at this moment, and the surrounding flames were extinguished in an instant and disappeared without a trace, re-handing the faint sky to the darkness under the stars.

Zhang Qing stretched out his hands that trembled slightly, the flames raged in his palms, and the surrounding wind forest trees were ignited in an instant, and everything within a hundred meters began to burn except for the twelve Qi cultivators.

They went crazy in the flames, and finally turned into a majestic force that poured into Zhang Qing's control.

As a result, Zhang Qing's surroundings were filled with endless flames, and the crimson flames formed a square pillar of light, which soared hundreds of meters into the air.

At the moment when the flame pillar soared into the sky, a golden sword light rushed into the distance at the last moment, submerging into the darkness that seemed deeper under the flame light.

The sky darkened again, and Zhang Qing's pupils gradually gained focus, but his heart was still terrified.

This was perhaps the most dangerous fighting method since he practiced, the whole process did not exceed ten breaths, and the most dangerous and longest process was only that moment.

When the Divine Sense Sword Light killed Zhihai at the moment when he couldn't react, he couldn't find any corresponding means to resist.

Of all the spells he had cultivated, whether it was offensive and defensive or retreat refinement, none of them could be used in his sea of consciousness.

At that moment, he felt the infinite proximity of death,

The only reason why he was able to survive was because of his terrifying mana accumulation, and he used his mana again and again to consume the power of the golden sword light, like a lake pouring into a fire pit until it was extinguished.

It was the most helpless way, but it allowed Zhang Qing to survive, but he was still seriously injured.

"Quick! Notify the mine and send the Continuation Divine Pill over! Zhang Zifan rushed to Zhang Qing's body and supported him, and roared at the dozen or so Qi cultivators in the scorched black in all directions.

As a family descendant, he knew the seriousness of the problem when he heard Zhang Qing's divine power speak.

And Zhang Qing's injury at the moment can't see anything from the outside, it can only be a problem of consciousness.

As Yun Mengze's immortal cultivation family, the Zhang family naturally did not lack the elixir to repair the divine sense, which was originally used to deal with the Shui family and the Jinlan Sect's imperial sword technique, so it had a lot of reserves.

"He's gone." Zhang Qing said softly, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the earth fire and sky rush that broke out at the end were also helpless, he was not sure if Jiang Baiyi still had the ability to give him a second divine sense attack.

As for his injury, it was not as serious as Zhang Zifan imagined, and the strength of his mana gave him enough confidence, but he was just mentally exhausted.

Zhang Qing, who woke up from his deep sleep, glanced out the window, the bright sunlight was a little dazzling, and it seemed that he was particularly unfriendly to a monk like him, who had been traumatized.

"You woke up quickly, and it made me feel like the pill was wasted." A pleasant voice sounded not far away, and Zhang Qing turned his head and saw a pair of proud mountain peaks.

Then he saw the delicate face on the mountain.