The yellow-robed monk who appeared was the Zhun Ti Daoist holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.Zhun Ti looked at the Qingling Bell that appeared on the Ziqin Heavenly Spirit, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but his face became even more sad. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhun Ti didn't expect that the woman in front of him not only had cultivated to the middle stage of the quasi-saint, but also had such a strong defensive treasure that she could block the sage's blow! However, this also strengthened the idea that Zhun Ti wanted to transform it into the Western Sect.

Xiao Tianlei had hidden his figure from Baguio before Zhun Ti appeared, and he didn't know Ziqin's identity because Zhun Ti didn't know it. Xiao Tianlei saw everything in his eyes, how could he not know what Zhun Ti was thinking? Xiao Tianlei said to Ziqin: "If you do your best to fight Zhun Ti, you can know the distance between you and the saint. ”

Seeing that Baguio was a little worried, Xiao Tianlei smiled and said: "The reason why the saint is high is because there is an insurmountable gap between him and the quasi-saint. Ziqin is my disciple, so naturally he can't stop at the quasi-saint realm. This fight with the saint has benefited her a lot. With me, she'll be fine. Moreover, Zhun Ti will not let her have any problems. ”

Baguio's eyes were full of surprise, just because of Xiao Tianlei's last words. Xiao Tianlei continued: "The two of them established the Western Sect, but because of their congenital deficiencies, they are not as good as the Sanqing, and there are few disciples under the seat who have advanced cultivation. Even if there were, it was like the reckless man before, who had no wisdom roots, and only sought to enter the saint's door wall to be protected by the saint. Whether it is the qualifications, magic weapons or the body of the ontological phoenix, Ziqin is an excellent disciple who can be met but cannot be found, and his life is safe. ”

The dialogue between Xiao Tianlei and Baguio is within the ban imposed by Xiao Tianlei, and even Hongjun can't find it. At this time, Ziqin had already straightened up, with the Qingling Bell on her head, facing Zhun Ti, without the slightest fear.

Ziqin's hands were slightly spread out, and he recited the magic in his mouth, and he saw a light shining in Ziqin's hands. When the light dissipated, a guqin about five feet long and one foot wide with a purple-red color appeared. The entire body of the piano was covered with a faint purple mist, and there were many strange runes in it that also shone with a slight golden light.

It is the strongest magic weapon of Ziqin - the innate treasure Kangning Qin!

More and more Westerners gathered hundreds of miles away from Ziqin and Zhun Ti to confront each other. It's just that the disciples only saw the back of the solemn saint in mid-air and the head of the Western Sect, Zhun Ti, and did not see the slight surprise and unwillingness on his face.

"Who are you?" Zhun Ti looked at the woman in the pink palace dress in front of him, and felt more and more weird. As a saint, he can't even count the origin of the other party! Moreover, looking at the flood wilderness, there are only a handful of people who have innate treasures, and the breath exuded by the purple-red guqin has long been stronger than the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hands.

Ziqin said coldly: "Didn't you say that you want to cross me into your Western Sect? After speaking, Ziqin put the Kangning Qin in her hand flat, put her legs lightly together, bent down and leaned back without falling, and then stretched out a hand. Ziqin's fingers were as white as jade onions, and they gently plucked the strings.

"~~~" The sound of the piano echoed throughout the heaven and earth, and the sound was soft, as if the spring breeze was blowing, which made everyone feel a spiritual shock. The sound of the piano is graceful and melodious, making all the pores of the body cheer and relax.

Zhun Ti was confused by Ziqin's move. That innate supreme treasure is useless to this point? Zhun Ti was shocked in his heart, but suddenly found that countless white marks appeared on his body. And the yellow robe on his body was torn in many places. At the same time, the sound of "plopping" in Zhun Ti's ears was endless, and when he turned around, he found that those Western Sect disciples who were watching the battle had fallen to the ground one after another. Under the investigation of the saint's divine sense, it was found that the disciples of the Yuan Shen had been shattered, and although they were in the flesh, they were all equivalent to the walking dead without thoughts.

Zhun Ti was shocked, and when he looked at Ziqin again, his eyes were already mixed with a little anger. And the saint's state of mind connected to heaven and earth, and for a while, lightning and thunder roared on the spiritual mountain, dark clouds were thick, and the huge heavenly power frightened all kinds of creatures within a radius of tens of thousands of miles and fled in all directions.

Ziqin's complexion changed slightly, but then dispersed. Then, with one hand, he stretched out and plucked the Corning again. Seeing this, Zhun Ti brushed the Qibao Miao Tree in his hand against Ziqin, and saw the glow of the sky rolling towards Ziqin again.

Ziqin snorted softly, and the movements of her hands were not slow at all, composing a frightening and fatal song! The sound of the piano is no longer as soft as before, although it can kill people, it is equivalent to euthanasia. Now, Kang Ningqin's voice is sharp, and it goes straight to the other party's primordial spirit. In Zhun Ti's eyes, Ziqin and Kang Ningqin are one, and the aura of slaughter is soaring, which is mixed with the power of law.

The saint is immortal and immortal, and the one who fights is only a trace of face. Ziqin had already fallen on Zhun Ti's face once, so that Zhun Ti was no longer careless, his hands were sealed, and he made another big mudra with the brilliance of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

Ziqin's eyes froze, leaning Kang Ningqin against her body, her hands out, and she kept plucking the strings. Sound, through time, pierces through space, like countless sharp blades slicing the web of light formed by the Seven Treasures Tree into pieces.

The sound of the Corning piano broke through the Seven Treasures Tree and collided with the Zhun Ti Da Mudra. One is masculine, the other is feminine and sharp, and the two collide and burst out with dazzling light. Zhun Ti's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly waved his hand to shoot out a ray of light to protect the heavens and the earth.

Ziqin was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, apparently injured in the collision just now. But Zhun Ti and the desolate world are not damaged at all. The breath in Ziqin's body was churning, if it weren't for the protection of Qingling Zhong, I am afraid that it would have been severely damaged just now.

At this time, Ziqin suddenly felt that the breath in her body quickly stabilized under the guidance of a huge force, and the injured part of the Yuan Shen also recovered under the nourishment of that power. Ziqin knew that this was the help of her master, and she added a little courage and confidence to her heart.

Zhun Ti looked at Ziqin, who was soon unharmed, and the look of surprise on his face became even heavier. When did the flood have such a powerful monk? Zhun Ti was lost twice, and although he was a saint, he also gave birth to hatred. How can an ant be compared to a saint?

Countless thunderbolts fell under the nine heavens, and the entire Xiniu Hezhou was pitch black.

"Whoever you are, if you join my Western religion now, I will not be guilty of the past. Otherwise, you will be destroyed!"

Zhun Ti shouted loudly, which shook Ziqin's primordial spirit, and his divine consciousness was almost unstable. A wave of fear rose from the depths of the Ziqin Yuan Shen and immediately spread. At this time, Ziqin seemed to have forgotten everything, and only felt that she was an insignificant ant between heaven and earth, and she would be destroyed at any time.

At this time, a cool breath traveled down from Ziqin Tianling to the whole body, expelling the negative feelings in Ziqin's heart. Ziqin was shocked, feeling guilty and angry in her heart. Facing Zhun Ti's question, Ziqin also replied loudly: "You, you don't have this qualification yet!"

This is slapping Zhun Ti's face! The saint's face and the power of heaven and earth were all trampled under Ziqin's feet at this time!

Zhun Ti's fire surged up, and he shouted, gathering the power of heaven and earth in one place, turning into a sharp blade and slashing towards Ziqin. The monstrous momentum suppressed Ziqin to death, unable to move, and that sense of oppression instantly penetrated into the Yuan Shen, and even the soul seemed to be out of the body at any time.

The blade collided with the Qingling Bell, and the Qingling Bell became the size of a fist after a wail and sank into Ziqin's body. And Ziqin's face was already pale, her body trembled slightly, and she couldn't hold Kang Ningqin in her hand. Seeing that Ziqin would be swallowed by the power of heaven and earth, everything suddenly stopped. The terrifying power was all stagnant in mid-air, and even Ziqin and Zhun Ti's expressions froze on their faces. Then, the still world moved again, and it became faster and faster. It's just that the power that originally wanted to kill Ziqin suddenly turned back to Zhun Ti to attack.

Zhun Ti didn't know what was going on, but the Yuan Shen, who was protected by the Heavenly Dao, warned again and again. The golden light flashed under Zhun Ti's feet, and a golden lotus flower appeared. There are a total of twelve lotus flowers, and the lotus petals are spread out, and a piece of golden yellow is raised to protect Zhun Ti tightly in it.

At this time, Xiao Tianlei and Baguio suddenly appeared in front of Ziqin. Xiao Tianlei is holding a Qiankun treasure fan, and it is a fan against Zhun Ti!

The rumbling sound came from far and near, and Zhun Ti's robe instantly turned into powder. And the violent Gangfeng and the earth fire directly burned Zhun Ti to black.

The sky became clear again, Xiao Tianlei still shook the folding fan gently, and a purple long dress fluttered in the wind, looking light and light, as if he was one with heaven and earth. And beside him is a peerless red face of the country.

Xiao Tianlei made a move towards the golden lotus under Zhun Ti, and saw that the saint's magic weapon was actually floating towards Xiao Tianlei.

"Senior brother!"

Another flash of light flashed, and a Taoist with a golden light appeared beside Zhun Ti. Looking at Zhun Ti's appearance, the Dao man looked shocked, mixed with confusion, horror, and anger.

At this time, where could Zhun Ti hear other voices, his mind was already blank. For a long time, Zhun Ti looked dazed, and asked the Taoist beside him, "Senior Brother, am I a saint?"

"Senior Brother is naturally a saint who has attained the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit!"

"That's... Then I... Why..."

The twelve-grade golden lotus under the Zhun Ti seat had already arrived at Xiao Tianlei's side, Xiao Tianlei waved his hand to the golden lotus, and saw that Zhun Ti's complexion changed drastically, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, he saw Xiao Tianlei's actions, and immediately shouted: "Bold Hongtu, dare to hurt my senior brother!"

The face of the guide was hideous, where was the Western Sect leader who recited mercy, and a golden body of Zhangliu appeared behind him, rushing towards Xiao Tianlei with the momentum of heaven and earth.

"Hmph!" Xiao Tianlei snorted coldly, and his heart was shocked at the same time as Zhun Ti, as if he was hammered. When the lead attack stalled, a figure suddenly appeared on the top of the lead's head, and then saw the sole of a foot step on the shoulder of the lead. I heard a scream, and then fell to the ground like a cannon shot.

There was a loud bang, and a huge pit appeared at the foot of Lingshan, and at the bottom of the pit, the clothes were tattered, and the whole person was lying on the side like a dead corpse.

Ziqin watched Xiao Tianlei walk towards Zhun Ti with an unchanged face, and was completely shocked. When fighting Zhun Ti before, Ziqin deeply felt the gap between herself and the saint, which was purely the body of an ant, at the mercy of others. How strong is that master?!