The flower on the other side is born with the Three Realms in chaos. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the original flower on the other side turned into a humanoid female body, and its name is Su. Later, Su was divided into seven, and there were seven brothers and sisters on the other side.

Therefore, the flowers on the other side are born as one and have the same root and one heart.

Qingqianzang, Yongjing ninefold. In the realm, Qing Qianzang completely crushed the four brothers and sisters on the other side. What's more, Qingqianzang also has black and white comparable to the nine times of Eternity.

At this time, Qing Qianzang made a move, and the Qing family quickly stabilized the situation. The ancestor of the Qing family pinched the seal in his hand, and stood on the shoulder of the one-eyed ghost dragon.

White hair flying, eyes resolute.

The puppet of the Qingshui Mountain Range is still under her control.

Although the entire Qing family suffered heavy casualties, the fighting spirit was still there. Many Qingjia monks wiped off the bloodstains, gritted their teeth, and regrouped, intending to fight again.

For this reason alone, the Qing family is much stronger than the Bai family.

It's just that they are no longer needed in the war situation at this time. Black and white dolls, making special. Its body is comparable to that of the Venerable Divine Soldier, King Kong is invincible, and ordinary physical attacks are completely ineffective against it.

Therefore, they rushed to the other side of the four siblings, completely fearless.

And the four brothers and sisters on the other side had a sharp heart, and they retreated at the same time, like wind and thunder.

At this time, Bai Xiaowu's hands formed a strange magic trick. In an instant, the netherworld aura in the sky rushed straight into the void. The black mist said, and the yin qi was bursting.

At that moment, the world around Bai Xiaowu turned into a netherworld. A force that could completely rival the peak of the Eternal Realm radiated outward.

It seems that there is an unknown life in the underworld.

The black and white puppet couldn't help but stagnate slightly. That's an instinct, a puppet of this level is actually not a dead thing.

Qing Qianzang's three copper coins were also fixed in the void. Qing Qianzang raised his eyebrows slightly, it was a power that made him feel familiar and unfamiliar.

However, there is no doubt about one thing, that is, the power is extremely powerful, far exceeding the strength of the four siblings on the other side of the river.

Bang -

Bai Xiaoliu on Bai Xiaowu's side was the first to turn into a flower on the other side, and the female body dissipated directly. Those flowers on the other side instantly gathered around Bai Xiaowu, flying and whirling.

Bang -

Immediately following Bai Xiaoliu's dissipation was Bai Shuying, who also turned into a flower on the other side, surrounding Bai Xiaowu. Finally, there's the White Night Shadow.

The black fog exploded, and thousands of shores were over.

The three siblings disappeared one after another. Only Bai Xiaowu hung in the air, and the seal in his hand remained unchanged. Countless flowers on the other side, jumping, flying, and clustering.

Bai Xiaowu is like a queen, and she is also changing.

The waist-length hair became longer, and at the same time, it emitted a faint silvery-white light. The white robe gradually faded, exuding a milky white brilliance, as if transparent.

Bai Xiaowu's body is also a little empty. She seemed to have become a half-real and half-imaginary being, quite strange.

And the indifferent grimace on Bai Xiaowu's face was covered with a gentle smile. That grimace is no longer what Bai Xiaowu's grimace looks like.

At the same time, the white-clothed nun exuded endless death intent. Those flowers on the other side flew around, and under the call of inexplicable death, they gradually bloomed.

Indeed, the flowers of the other side should bloom above death.

At this time, the white-clothed nun stood on the flower platform on the other side, uncertain and uncertain, like a fairy and a ghost.

Such a rather strange scene made all the Qingjia monks who were watching the battle gasp. Because, the biggest change is that Bai Xiaowu's realm is constantly climbing.

Eternal Fivefold, Eternal Sixfold, Eternal Sevenfold, Eternal Eightfold, Eternal Ninefold......

At this time, many Qingjia monks could no longer see the realm of the white-clothed nun clearly, and they only felt that Qing Qianzang's coercion was beginning to gradually balance with it.

On Qingshui Mountain, two people are fighting against each other, regardless of whether they are up or down.

The realm of the white-clothed female cultivator increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally stabilized at the realm of the Nine Folds of Eternity or even approaching the peak of Eternity.

That kind of technique is similar to Shen Yan's Yin and Yang life and death seals back then.

It's just that Shen Yan's technique is at the cost of consuming Shouyuan. And Bai Xiaowu's technique is the talent that comes with the flower on the other side. No damage at all.

"Giggle-cluck-cluck-" The white-clothed nun floated in the void, laughing like a silver bell. Her voice was no longer Bai Xiaowu's cold taste, but with a hint of ghost and coquettishness.

"Qingjia Xiao'er, do you dare to fight with me?" The figure of the white-clothed female cultivator was faint, and her tone was quite disdainful. The eternal ninefold Qing Qianzang is not in his eyes at all.

Qing Qianzang frowned slightly.

He possessed a remnant soul of the Qing family's ancestor Qing Zhiye, which was why he was the host of the Heavenly Soul.

However, even in the remnants of Aonoba's memories, it seems that there has never been such a woman within the Three Realms who is close to the peak of Eternity.

And the people who have reached this state in thousands of years, except for the Venerable, can be said to be only a handful.

"Four bodies in one!" Qing Qianzang thought in his heart, his eyes narrowed slightly. This once again exceeded Qing Qianzang's expectations.

"Who are you?" asked Qing Qianzang.

"Me?" the white-clothed nun seemed to chuckle, "Qing'er, you can call me Su...... Shadow ......"

The name Suying has never been known.

"Giggles!" the white-clothed nun laughed again, "No matter who I am, I just want the Heavenly Soul." Qingjia Xiao'er, give me the heavenly soul, and I will leave. I don't want to hurt the innocent. ”

Qing Qianzang listened and shook his head with a smile.

"No matter who you are, if you want to get the heavenly soul, there is only one battle!"

After that, Qing Qianzang's heart moved. Black and white, strike again. This time, he wants to get a head start. It's just that this time, the black puppet moves forward, and the white puppet turns in place.

The long sleeves danced, and the black puppet went straight to the woman in white, and its speed was extremely fast like a ghost. However, the white-clothed nun stood quietly like that, not moving at all.

Whew――

The black puppet's long sleeves waved, and the inside was unexpectedly sharp. It was a gray-white scythe with one end attached directly to the black puppet's arm.

The evil wind rises, the power of eternity!

The black puppet didn't give the white-clothed nun any chance, and the sickle flew and slashed her body.

Whew-poof--

The gray-white sickle slashed firmly at the white-clothed nun's body. That scene looked quite terrifying. Looking at it again, the body of the white-clothed nun was directly cut into two pieces.

However, there was no blood light or blood mist in the void.

Gurgle - cluck -

Outside Qingshui Mountain, the white-clothed female cultivator was divided into two parts, but the laughter behind the ghost face still came. Those two bodies are both ghostly and floating.

"Qingjia child, how can such an attack hurt me?" The white-clothed female cultivator's two bodies fluttered, and they were combined again in an instant.

Unscathed!

The Qing family members who watched the battle were all shocked.

The ancestor of the Qing family frowned. Ren She is well-informed, and she knows the power of black and white, but at this time, she also has an ominous premonition.

"Phantom body?" Qing Qianzang's face changed slightly.

At the same time, the trick of the white puppet has been completed. This white puppet is different from the black puppet in that it is good at absorbing the power of the Eternal Realm. Otherwise, the ambergris trick cannot be broken on the same day.

On the swirling white puppet face, a wind tunnel instantly formed where it should have been a mouth. The wind tunnel, with its white light, seemed to have a sun hidden inside.

The monks of the Qing family on the entire Qingshui Mountain felt an extremely strong suction. Even the Eternal Realm cultivator felt the immortal power in his body, as if he wanted to fly into the white wind cave uncontrollably.

However, all the monks understood that this was only a slight spillover. However, it can be inferred from this what kind of suction the white-clothed nun is undergoing.

The trick of the white puppet is really strange.

Whew――

Sure enough, under the technique of the white puppet, the white-clothed female cultivator was directly included in the wind tunnel along with the people. In the wind tunnel, the white light is miserable, so another time and space.

The white puppet has long hair hanging down his shoulders and has no face.

After the white-clothed nun was taken into the wind tunnel, she gradually gathered her spells. The wind tunnel on that face gradually became smaller, and it seemed that the entire power of the white-clothed nun was gradually being dissolved by it.

At that moment, it was like a white puppet eating the shadow of the white-clothed nun Suying.

The monk of the Qing family was shocked in his heart.

However, there was still time for joy. I saw that the white puppet shook his head suddenly, and the white hair on his head stood up like a hedgehog.

Woo-ah--

The white puppet had no mouth, but at this time, there was a painful howl like a human in his abdomen. Suddenly, a flower from the other side appeared on the face of the white puppet at some point.

One, two, four, sixteen......

Almost in a moment, countless flowers appeared on the other side.

"Not good!" Qing Qianzang secretly screamed. Because, the black and white puppet is connected to his soul, and at that moment, Qing Qianzang felt that his sea of knowledge was about to explode.

However, at this point, it is too late to manipulate the puppet.

Boom-boom-

The body of the white puppet suddenly exploded. Thousands of air waves, straight into the sky. Countless flowers blooming in the air waves. At that moment, the entire Qingshui Mountain Range was shocked.

Debris flew like meteors. Every fragment can destroy the original immortals.

"Protection!" The seal in the hands of the mother-in-law of the Qing family changed, and several peaks of Qingshui Mountain rose together, like a city wall. At the same time, the one-eyed ghost was directly in front of the Qing family's mother-in-law.

Bang-boom-boom

Those explosive fragments actually directly pierced and even shattered those peaks. It's just that, after this resistance, those fragments are also the end of the strong crossbow.

The monks of the Qing family were unharmed.

And the one-eyed ghost ray was unharmed at all. The strength of its physical body can be seen.

Gurgle - cluck -

The white puppet exploded, and the illusory body of the white-clothed female cultivator appeared in the thousands of flowers on the other side.

"Qing family child, how is it?" said the white-clothed nun Jiaojiao smiled.

In the sea of knowledge of Qingqianzang, there is a buzzing sound.

The white puppet was broken, which actually indirectly injured Qing Qianzang. Within the Three Realms, there are very few people who can hurt Qing Qianzang.

"That's good!" Qing Qianzang looked at the white-clothed female cultivator and smiled coldly.

For the first time, he felt that things were a little tricky.

This white-clothed female cultivator who was formed by the combination of the underworld cultivation on the other side is too terrifying. With the power of one blow, not only is it not bound by the art of the white puppet, but it shatters the white puppet.

It's almost comparable to His Holiness. Even if the ambergris did not have such a ability that day.

However, Qing Qianzang is definitely not an ordinary monk. Within the Three Realms, there are almost no monks who can cultivate the three souls into one. If there is, then it must be counted as Wang Jue and the Green Devil.

Whew――

Qing Qianzang waved with one hand. The black puppet in the void suddenly disappeared, and the fragments of the white puppet began to gather back.

Black and white, ineffective.

The fighting spirit in Qing Qianzang's heart was completely aroused.

"I have the soul of the ancestors of the Qing family, I am the host of the heavenly soul inherited from generation to generation, and I have gone through many calamities to return the three souls to one. How can I, Qingqianzang, live up to the trust of my ancestors, and even more so the name of being invincible in the sea?"

Qing Qianzang's heart was churning.

Everyone in Canghai has their own beliefs and pride.

"Su Ying, the battle between you and me has just begun!" The corners of Qing Qianzang's mouth curled, and such an evil smile had never appeared on Qing Qianzang's face.

The Heavenly Soul Host is about to come up with real means.