Xiao Cheng, who was already angry, was provoked by Han Qiusheng's words, gritted his teeth and wanted to devour Han Qiusheng alive.

Xiao Cheng's skin was like white jade ice crystals, his arms were short swords, the lines were clear, the will of the saint became stronger and stronger, his body flashed, his fists burst out, and two sword lights enveloped the will of the saint.

Han Qiusheng, opened the immortal golden body, the golden light shining all over his body, and shouted, and the soul power directly attracted the courage.

The muscles of his right arm bulged, and a punch blasted out, causing a gust of wind, and the two sword lights that enveloped the will of the saint were scattered by Han Qiusheng's punch.

Han Qiusheng, stepping on the ground with one leg, with a "bang", cracks appeared on the ground, jumped high, fingers and swords, and said: "True love is extinguished." ”

A wisp of immortal true affection, a wisp of annihilating sword intent, and a sword with black and white lines intersecting slashed out.

Xiao Cheng clenched his fists, and the air beside him shook, and the two broken holy relics broke away from his arms at the same time, and flew around Xiao Cheng's body.

The black and white sword slashed, the broken holy relics flew faster and faster, and a woman in Tsing Yi with a peerless elegance and a breath standing on the top of all living beings pointed out and dissolved the sword.

Ao Qianyuan exclaimed: "I actually used the fusion of soldiers and refining the body to such a point, cultivating to be holy, and with my own soul power, it is very likely that he will reforge the double holy relics." ”

Xiao Cheng, as soon as he grabbed the cyan short sword in his hand, it automatically flew into his hand, and the short sword began to melt little by little from the hilt, and after it was completely melted, Xiao Cheng's left arm was covered with cyan lines, full of the will of the saint.

Han Qiusheng rushed to Xiao Cheng on the ground, and another punch was blasted out.

Knowing that Han Qiusheng can attract courage, one punch is enough to hit ten thousand catties, Xiao Cheng's face is fearless, and his left arm, which is covered with blue lines, blasts out with a punch and collides with it.

Broken holy relics are the broken forms of complete holy relics, the soul is destroyed, and the body of the soldier is disabled, but there is still the will of the saint when he was conceived.

As long as there is the blessing of spiritual power, the will of the saint can be awakened, and the fusion of the army refining body is a method to strengthen the degree after awakening the will of the saint.

Melting soldiers and refining the body, and constantly fusing with the broken holy relics, can make the broken holy relics give birth to a trace of spiritual wisdom during pregnancy, and it is obvious that Xiao Cheng has made the holy relics give birth to spiritual intelligence.

The two fists collided, and with a "coaxing" sound, a force belonging to the flesh, and the oppressive feeling generated by the collision exploded.

Like the strong pressure of the deep sea 10,000 meters below the seabed, it makes people feel suffocated.

Han Qiusheng, feeling the power coming from his fist, gritted his teeth, and mocked: "I haven't seen you for a few months, Xiao has grown a lot of skills." ”

Xiao Cheng, the anger in his heart was already extremely intense, and he said with a hideous face: "Han Qiusheng, do you want to provoke me? Let me show my flaws? It's a pity that I am already the ultimate in the spiritual realm for the first time, regardless of my physical body or spiritual power." ”

The flying golden short sword, with a golden dragon shadow, stabbed at Han Qiusheng.

In the cold autumn, the aura of all things floated out, turning into a towering ancient tree of about 20 meters, towering behind him.

The towering ancient tree, with five branches, is like a human being's five fingers, and the golden holy sword that pierced it firmly grasped.

Han Qiusheng, the right fist that collided with it, let go in an instant, and grabbed Xiao Cheng's fist.

Xiao Cheng was shocked and said, "How is it possible? I punch with all my might, and you can still turn your fist into a palm in an instant." ”

Han Qiusheng clenched his fist hard, "click, click" Xiao Cheng fist bone, twisted and deformed.

Xiao Cheng gritted his teeth, the green tendons on both sides of his temples were protruding, and his eyes shot out two rays of cyan light.

Han Qiusheng, his head was tilted, dodging the two rays of light, and after the two rays of light disappeared, he twisted hard, and with a "click", Xiao Cheng's entire left arm was twisted into a twist.

Xiao Cheng, who gritted his teeth, couldn't help the pain coming from his arm, "Ah!"

Han Qiusheng let go of his right arm and kicked it out, bringing up a gust of wind and a golden light.

Xiao Cheng flew ten meters upside down, supported the ground with one hand, vomited a pile of blood, and his abdomen was kicked out by Han Qiusheng.

Xiao Cheng endured the pain, raised his right arm, and after an imperial dragon groan, a golden dragon pattern flowed slowly on his right arm.

The golden short sword that was grabbed by the five branches of the towering ancient tree burst out with a flash of brilliant golden light, shooting through the ancient tree, breaking free from the shackles and returning to Xiao Cheng's right arm.

Han Qiusheng didn't care about the shattering of the ancient tree at all, and the current Xiao Cheng was difficult to cause the slightest damage to himself unless he had something powerful and a secret technique.

Xiao Cheng looked at his left arm, which was twisted into a twist, and looked around, looking at the monk, the monk's face showed all kinds of expressions, ridicule, disdain, and indifference,.....................。

Now Xiao Cheng finally understood Emperor Lin's words, his heart was arrogant, and his powerless frustration made him bow his head to Emperor Lin.

Emperor Lin, sneered, if it weren't for Xiao Cheng's broken holy relic in his right arm and awakened the consciousness of the Emperor Dragon Soul, with his unruly stinky temper, he would have been refined by Emperor Lin's soul long ago.

Under the gesture of Emperor Lin's eyes, Haoyu, Linglanqing, and Xiuwei erupted at the same time, turning into two rays of light and shadow, one like a dark cloud fluttering, and the other like an aura flying.

Han Qiusheng, both fists came out, and in Haoyu's hand, a black hammer appeared, and it smashed down angrily.

Ling Lanqing, a cyan talisman appeared in his hand, and a trace of blue lines appeared on the cyan talisman, which was not artificially portrayed, as if he was born.

The three strands of energy collide with each other, rolling up bursts of energy airflow, which agitates and transforms, and the energy storm spreads in all directions.

The monks who saw the excitement in the mortal realm vomited blood and flew upside down, quitting the Instrument Sect, and the monks who had just entered the spiritual realm reacted in time and used their spiritual power to resist, and the situation was slightly better.

As the energy storm continued to sweep, the spiritual power shield held up by the first-time spiritual realm cultivator had the slightest crack, which was still a hundred meters away from the battlefield.

If you get closer, it is conceivable that ordinary beginners who have entered the spiritual realm are very likely to be twisted into pieces and residues by the energy flow that is dispersed from the outside.

Ordinary Sea Realm cultivators are a little embarrassed, facing anyone, there is a possibility of death.

Xiao Cheng, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, used the golden dragon pattern holy sword and the dragon soul consciousness to restore the twisted left arm.

Seeing the three of them facing each other, they knew that the opportunity was coming, and without the slightest hesitation, the white bones in the body were like spikes, piercing through the flesh and growing out of the body.

Xiao Cheng, who was rescued from the Qi Sect, didn't want to believe the fact that he was defeated by Han Qiusheng, and felt that he was just a little worse in spiritual power

In order to make up for the gap in spiritual power, he endured great pain every day and cultivated the secret technique of the Instrument Sect, "White Bone Devouring".

White bone devouring, using its own bones, devouring its own blood to conceive, every time it is conceived, it has to bear the pain of white bones protruding spikes, piercing flesh and blood.

After successful pregnancy, the white bone spikes can break out of the body at will, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, transform into spiritual power, and become white bone spiritual power.

The white bone spiritual power, white as jade, muddy as mist, spikes pierced into the opponent's body, and in an instant, frantically sucked blood, making the opponent become, a skeleton without flesh and blood.

Dense white bone spikes grew from Xiao Cheng, the back of his head, the back of his arms, and his back, and the one-meter-long white bone spikes flashed a sharp cold, Xiao Cheng at this moment was like a hedgehog full of white bones.

Xiao Cheng walked in, and the energy storm of the three of them colliding, with white bone spikes, was like a hungry beast, absorbing the energy storm generated by the collision of the three of them as his own.

Most of the creatures present had never seen such a strange secret technique, and they were shocked.

Han Qiusheng looked at Xiao Cheng, who was walking slowly like himself, and secretly surprised: "This is Ling Ziyan saying that Xiao Cheng made himself not like a human and a ghost." ”

In terms of appearance alone, Xiao Cheng, who broke out of the white bones, is quite domineering, the white bones are like an omnivore, those who come will not refuse, and they will not eat Xiao Cheng because of the energy they absorb.

Looking at Xiao Cheng, who was getting closer and closer, he took a deep breath and Han Qiusheng, combining the courage, spiritual power, soul power, and physical power, the four forces into one, and shook back Haoyu and Linglanqing.

The energy storm dissipated, and at the moment when the energy storm dissipated, Xiao Cheng suddenly accelerated, turning into a white light, and a ball of white bone spiritual power in his hand was shot out.

Han Qiusheng, four forces in one, a punch blasted out, "coax", the white bone spiritual power was directly exploded, producing a strong impact, Xiao Cheng took three steps back, and Han Qiusheng took more than ten steps back.

Xiao Cheng's eyes were blank, and his eyes turned from black to white, like a puppet man.

Haoyu, with one hand seal, the black hammer in his hand, suddenly turned into a ten-meter sledgehammer, wrapped in a blazing black flame, and smashed towards Han Qiusheng.

Ling Lanqing, pointing at the cyan talisman, the slightest blue vein, burst out of a formation, Han Qiusheng unknowingly had been hit.

A circular cyan formation pattern emerged from the ground under Han Qiusheng's feet, and the formation pattern spread over an area of twenty meters, like an energy domain field, generating a force of gravity.

At the moment when the cyan formation appeared, Han Qiusheng knew that it was not good, as if there was an invisible force that formed an all-round suppression.

Emperor Lin asked with a smile: "As soon as the thought is formed, Ling Lanqing is what you said, the dragon spirit conceived from the Heavenly Spirit Sect and under the dragon vein?"

Ling Haoran looked at Ling Lanqing with satisfaction and said, "Of course." ”

Emperor Lin, refining the emperor's soldiers has reached the last moment, Ao Qianyuan's soul, with the addition of the dragon spirit, the emperor's soldiers refined in this way not only have the emperor's spirit, but also the dragon spirit as the instrument spirit, it is simply like a tiger with wings.

Ling Haoran, who has known Emperor Lin for hundreds of years, doesn't know what kind of ghost he is fighting, and reminded: "Lan Qing is the future sect master of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, I advise you not to hit his attention, if you dare, I don't mind, both sides will lose." ”

Emperor Lin, the first time I saw Ling Haoran attach so much importance to it, a little girl who had just entered the spiritual realm, and said with a smile: "Haha, Brother Haoran, this girl is so important to you, how dare I?"

Haoyu Wujin Black Hammer was smashed, and Ling Lanqing's formation was suppressed, like Xiao Cheng of a puppet man, and walked slowly.

Han Qiusheng released his soul power, wanting to pass through the formation, invade the consciousness of the three people with his soul power, get a breath of time, and make every effort to break the formation and resolve the immediate crisis.

However, the soul power was blocked by the Linglan Qing formation, and it could not penetrate out, and Han Qiusheng's right arm, the green light was shining, and it was radiant.

The hand bones exude a breath of life swordsmanship, which is like the origin of life and embraces all things.

Ling Lanqing, Haoyu was in a trance for a while, and was dragged into the world of artistic conception, but Xiao Cheng still walked forward like a puppet, and the raised white bone spikes did not let go of the formation energy arranged by Ling Lanqing.

Han Qiusheng found a clue and shouted: "Xiao Cheng, you are a defeated man." ”

The expression is still demented, there is no change, and the pace is still moving towards Han Qiusheng, with Xiao Cheng's current state, the speed should be very fast, but like an old man, he is struggling.