Looking at the vajra falling on the top of her head, Bai Suzhen raised her hand to push the top Dao crown, and immediately rushed out of a ball of green qi in the top heart, turning into a stream of blue and shining water, and the incomparably mysterious yin and soft power was born in the circulation, and the vajra was gently wrapped.

She followed Xu Xian to call Yu Tian to a "master" but did not call in vain, Yu Tian came to see her in the water one of the natural talents, so he taught the "water" in the "Four Phases Sword Technique". After Bai Suzhen comprehended the sword technique, she integrated with her own cultivation, and finally made a breakthrough in the way of water, refining into the "Tianyi True Water", which is known as the origin of all waters in the world and has infinite changes.

The vajra with the sound of wind and thunder fell into the water, and only turned a few times with the movement of the water, and the power of the pestle was melted cleanly, and it fell lightly and was gently and skillfully caught by Bai Suzhen with a slender jade hand.

"Return the weapon!" Wei Zaiyue didn't want to lose his weapon with just one face, so he couldn't help but rush into anger, and with a loud shout, a head suddenly showed its true appearance, turning into an elephant head with big ears like a fan and a long nose like a snake. He shook his head and neck, and an elephant trunk as thick as an arm stretched out endlessly, turning and rolling towards Bai Suzhen's slender waist.

Seeing the two big nostrils at the front end of the elephant trunk, Bai Suzhen's face showed a look of disgust, and her slender waist turned into a streamer, blending into the sky behind the real water.

After a faint white shadow appeared in the turquoise water, he immediately swooped down like a long snake, and after several turns of winding around Wei Zaiyue's body, he suddenly tightened, and clamped his arms, body, and legs to death.

Wei Zaiyue's eyes widened, and he rose up to move mountains and shake Yue's divine power to expand his arms and legs, and roared wildly: "Open!"

It's just that the incomparably weak water flow seems to have turned into an incomparably tough thick rope at this moment, and Ren is Wei Zaiyue's divine power is incomparable, not only can he not stretch it open for half a minute, but he continues to tighten it with a terrifying huge force, and Wei Zaiyue's bones are bound with a series of soft clicking sounds.

Bai Suzhen's clear and tactful voice sounded in the void: "The world is weaker than water, and the strong can win." Your Excellency's scale armor is indeed extremely strong, and even the White Rainbow Sword of the Poor Dao is difficult to break, but I don't know if you can resist the strangulation of the weak water of the Poor Dao!"

Wei Zaiyue was speechless, and suddenly rolled on the spot to reveal his true appearance, but it was a giant elephant dozens of feet tall and covered with a layer of black scales all over his body.

As Wei Zaiyue's body size skyrocketed, the Tianyi True Water wrapped around him also expanded, and the power of the entanglement skyrocketed in multiple times with the expansion of the volume.

The defensive power of Wei Zaiyue's scale armor is indeed unparalleled in the world, but the muscles, muscles, and viscera under the scale armor are a little worse, and they soon reached the limit of what they can bear.

A series of heart-chilling bones shattering sounded on Wei Zaiyue's body, and everyone watching the battle on both sides watched as his huge giant elephant body as a small mountain was twisted and deformed under the terrifying strangulation of his opponent. Although the scale armor on the surface of the body is still intact, the bones in the body are broken inch by inch, and the muscles and organs have all been displaced and deformed, and have become a mass of broken bones and rotten flesh wrapped in an intact skin.

Wei Zaiyue's dragon elephant body let out an extremely miserable trombone from its mouth, and a miniature dragon elephant phantom rose above his head, and fled towards the main formation in a hurry. His cultivation method is special, and most of his skills are above the incomparably strong body, but the Yuan Shen is much weaker than ordinary monks.

A white light appeared out of thin air, swirling around the dragon elephant primordial god, and then slashed it into a cloud of light smoke and dissipated on the spot.

Bai Suzhen reappeared in shape, collected Tianyi Zhenshui and Bai Hongjian, and walked towards the main formation without looking back.

The monks of Middle-earth had already been dumbfounded, but they didn't expect that this beautiful woman, who was usually gentle and demure, would be so fierce and ruthless once she made a move.

After everyone congratulated Bai Suzhen, Geng Ming stood up and bowed his hand to Yu Tianlai and said, "Yu Zhenren, the next period will be handed over to the poor road!"

Although everyone selected seven candidates to appear, they did not set the order of appearance, which had to be improvised. However, Yu Tianlai's subordinates have won two battles in a row, and the shots are all women, and the rest of the monks feel that if they don't make a move, their faces will not be very good-looking.

Yu Tianlai had already considered this section, and nodded happily when he heard this: "Poor Dao is interested in asking Daoist friends to work hard, please be more careful." ”

Geng Ming agreed, and walked to the field to fight.

Potala saw that this person's cultivation was extremely high, not to mention that his side had lost two battles in a row, and he urgently needed to win back a game. Immediately, he respectfully asked a little monk who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old and named "Sangjie" to help.

This mulberry knot is the reincarnation of an uncle in Potala, and his appearance stopped at the moment of awakening Su Hui in his previous life, so he will always be the appearance of this fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

Geng Ming and Sang were determined to win this battle, and as soon as they got on the field, they all came up with all the means, and they fought in the dark, and the sun and the moon were dark. The strength of the two sides is similar, and they also have heavy treasures in their hands, and this battle has been fought for nearly an hour, but they can't help each other.

Geng Ming couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart, and said: "The two women under the Taixuan Zhenren sect of Fang Cai won easily, and they couldn't fight for a long time. If you delay like this, you will be able to win in the end, and you will not be able to lose your face. ”

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately made a decision in his heart, pulled out of the battle circle, and shook his hand to sacrifice an object in the air.

The thing emitted an infinite purple mist in the air, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth were dyed a mysterious purple color.

Everyone on both sides looked intently, but saw that the thing in the air was a simple stone oil lamp, and a small stone bowl on the top burned a little bean lamp, and the flame was pure purple, and the seemingly boundless purple light was emitted by this lamp.

"Tushi Purple Flame!"

The cultivators on both sides shouted the name of this treasure in unison, just because the name of this treasure was too loud in the cultivation world. As the Taoist system left by the Taoist ancestor in the world, there is a treasure of the town sect left by the Taoist ancestor in the Qingxuan faction, which is this "Tushi Purple Flame". In the past, the Qing Xuan Sect had also encountered several huge crises that endangered the inheritance of the Dao system, and each time as long as this flame that burned all things was sacrificed, no matter what strong enemy it was, it would only end up in ashes.

Sang Jie didn't expect Geng Ming to carry the treasure of the town faction with him this time, and he was so shocked that he wanted to retreat.

But Geng Ming has already sacrificed this treasure, how can there be no reason to return in vain? He bowed respectfully to the stone lamp in the sky, and said in his mouth: "Please treasure Shiwei!"

The little purple flame flew down from the stone lamp and fell staggering towards the mulberry knot.

Sang Jie's face was full of horror, but his body was enveloped by a purple light and could not move, so he had to watch the flames fall on him.

The purple fire spread out as soon as it touched his body, enveloping Sangjie's whole body in it.

After a moment, the purple flame reconverged into a little bit like a bean and flew back into the stone lamp, and Sangjie's whole person had disappeared without a trace, as if there had never been such a person between heaven and earth.