The Taoists looked at Song Qiu timidly, and their faces didn't know if it was because of the cyan moonlight, which made them look a little blue. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qing Xiazi also stared at Song Qiu in disbelief, the power of this whip was too great, Qing Xiazi couldn't understand why a young man who was still in the Qi Refining Realm two days ago suddenly had such a big change.

"Don't be surprised, the long whip in his hand is an immortal weapon. The black-robed man calmly reminded him that he had "enjoyed" the hospitality of the Divine Whip, and he was not surprised by this.

Immortal weapons should have such power.

Here's how he sees it.

Hearing the word "immortal weapon", Qing Xiazi put all her attention on the dark yellow simple long whip in Song Qiu's hand.

"Whoever wins this immortal weapon will be rewarded with a top-level exercise of this sect, plus a three-flowered nine-zhi immortal grass. Qingxiazi shouted loudly.

Although he didn't know what the Sanhua Jiuzhi Immortal Grass was, just looking at the blazing ecstasy in the eyes of those Taoists, Song Qiu already understood that this was definitely a rare treasure.

Qingxiazi greedily stared at the whip in Song Qiu's hand, at this time the overall situation was still under his control, he had already surrendered his identity last time, and personally bullied Song Qiu, a young junior, but instead he was humiliated, and this time it was not good to do it again in front of many people.

Erlang God had already met the evil ghost manipulated by the black-robed man, glanced at Song Qiu, and shouted, "Do you understand now?"

Song Qiu's eyes were like a new street washed by the spring rain, clean and bright, and like the bright moon in the sky.

Yes, it is inseparable from the word "Ming".

The sun is on the left, the moon is on the right, and the sun and the moon are together.

Song Qiu had just broken the sun and moon to the north in the mirror and turned into a "Ming" character, and at this time he found that the original "Ming" was really in his body.

He accidentally absorbed a large amount of sun aura from the golden crow last night, and tonight he was poured into a lot of moonlight Taiyin aura in the mirror, and the sun and yin naturally blended in the body, forming a harmonious and balanced aura vortex like the Taiji Pisces diagram.

Song Qiu felt that the spiritual energy in his body was constantly surging up, like an endless rolling river.

The bright moon and the river are endless.

The stiff long whip in his hand swayed out like a galaxy flowing across the universe, dotted with stars, it was the light that overflowed with the rich spiritual energy in Song Qiu's body.

Many Taoists were caught off guard and fell to the ground clutching their chests.

Several Daoists who had dodged Song Qiu's blow pinched their swords and stabbed them.

Song Qiu turned sideways to avoid it very quickly, but he still let the sword wind cut through the clothes on his chest, leaving a few blood marks on the left and right sides.

Dancing with a long whip, Song Qiu and several Taoists fought together, stalemate for a while, and he couldn't tell who was superior and who was inferior.

The Taoist lying on the ground, some of whom were lightly injured, saw that Song Qiu and several of his fellow disciples were fighting fiercely, and had no time to care, so he looked at Song Qiu's vest and prepared to throw the long sword in his hand.

Who knew that there was a sudden angry sound of "fat eating" in the sky, the red panda fat eating did not know when to quietly climb up to a tiled house with an ancient eaves sloped roof on the side of the square, standing at the top of the tiled house, the red panda holding the golden crow ball stared viciously at the Taoist who was going to sneak attack, that look surprisingly cute, it roared angrily "fat eat", and then curled up its body into a ball, wrapped the golden crow ball in the middle of its arms, and rolled down the eaves in a round ball-shaped body.

Like a snowball rolling down from the top of a snowy mountain, the red panda rolled faster and faster, sliding through an arc in the air and crashing towards the Taoist.

I don't know what the red panda did, the golden black ball burned with golden flames in its arms, and the fat food was wrapped in the flames and was all right, and the round body that rolled in the air had become a flame chariot, and the Taoist who was lying on the ground was stunned, and even forgot to throw the sword in his hand.

The flaming Red Panda Flame Chariot slammed down on the Daoist.

The clothes and skin on his body burned like a piece of white rice paper, and the Taoist screamed and rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.

But where is the flame of the Golden Crow of the Sun so easy to extinguish?

The phoenix can be reborn in flames, while humans can only die in flames.

The screams of the Daoist became dying, and soon even the moaning sound disappeared.

Looking at the charred black corpse in front of them, the Taoists looked at each other, and they all shuddered, and even the several Taoists who were fighting with Song Qiu were once again timid, looking at the fat eyes like looking at an invincible giant beast of the wilderness.

A gust of wind wrapped the fine yarn on the ground and struck at Song Qiu and the red panda.

Qingxiazi finally made a move.

The whistling dog suddenly rushed out from the side, and picked up the red panda that was still dizzy and dodged the wind.

Song Qiu faced the wind head-on, and the whip seemed to be hit hard by a punch, and the palm of the hand holding the whip instantly cracked the bloody mouth, and he took the whip very reluctantly, and didn't let it fly out.

As soon as the so-called connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

As soon as Qingxia Zifu made a move, Song Qiu knew that he would never be an opponent.

The boundless coercion pressed over like one insurmountable mountain after another, Song Qiu's forehead began to sweat, his back began to sweat, and a large number of beads of sweat began to appear all over his body.

When all the water in Song Qiu's body was forced out by coercion, it was when Song Qiu died.

This kind of death is very miserable, just like those who are dying of thirst.

This is the terrifying coercion brought about by the full force of a great immortal cultivator.

Just standing in front of Song Qiu and not having to do anything, Song Qiu was already standing on the verge of life and death.

He turned his head to look at Erlang God.

Erlang God, who couldn't use his immortal power, was entangled by the seven evil ghosts controlled by the black-robed man, and he didn't have time to help Song Qiusheng.

Changing the whip to his left hand, it was as fierce as a wolf in Song Qiu's eyes that had been drenched in heavy rain.

Next...... I can only fight hard.

......

......

The trembling on the ground grew more and more intense, and the tanuki power would soon break through the ground.

Monk Daozhen turned his head and glanced at the woman in white behind him.

His eyes were full of white clothes.

Just like it was back then.

In order to protect this white robe, dozens of miles away from Song Qiu, Monk Daozhen made the same decision as Song Qiu.

Desperately.

He had to kill this one before the other raccoon force was unearthed, otherwise the two beasts would work together, which he would never be able to bear now that he was seriously injured.

Monk Daozhen folded his hands and bowed his head to chant.

The golden Buddha light rose from his body, covering the Daozhen monk in it, and he looked as if he had attained the golden Buddha.

That's a Buddhist mantra.

Sacrificial Mantra.

The wind rises, and the old trees sprout new shoots, vaguely that spring.

That year, you went, and I was left alone in the world.

Today, I go, you stay.