Everyone on the Tianyue Holy Boat was a little nervous when they heard this, and even Qiong Xiang had a feeling of dilemma. Although she was not afraid of the invasion of spiritual power with the chaotic power of Chaotian Aya, the power of the Golden Light Cover Sacred Seal was really strong, and she gradually became a little struggling. At this time, another outsider came to the front, and a sense of uneasiness rose in my heart.

Qiong Xiang and the others did not answer the question of the visitor, in fact, none of these people except Qiong Xiang could speak, and the spiritual pressure of these two confrontations had exhausted them.

Especially Qiu Yeyu, when the golden light above the holy ship converged for every minute, the pressure on his body would increase accordingly. Although he still maintains a squatting position, he has also reached his limit.

Compared to Qiu Yeyu's predicament, the others were the opposite, and the pressure on them was also drastically reduced as the golden light gradually converged.

Slowly, the five Tianyue disciples and Ni Mengxian who were squatting on the ground in the back all stood up one after another, only Qiu Yeyu was still struggling to support the increasingly violent pressure.

Qiong Xiang, who was beside Qiu Yeyu, saw that he was in such a painful appearance, and she immediately understood the key, and she frowned slightly and looked up at the gray silk fluttering above with a hesitant expression.

In a moment, the golden light above completely converged, turning into a small golden ball the size of a palm, and fluttering flexibly in the air, as if looking for the weak point of the barrier transformed by the gray long silk.

Seeing this, Qiong Xiang was also a little troubled, although the pressure exerted by the golden light on her body had receded, but the pressure exerted on Chaotian Aya by the fluctuations that emanated from this powerful golden ball had increased by a hundred times compared to the original. Coupled with seeing Qiu Yeyu's painful appearance, she couldn't help but worry about him even more.

"Yeyu, what's wrong with you?" Ni Mengxian, who was on the side, quickly noticed that something was wrong, and she stepped forward a few steps forward to help Qiu Yeyu.

"Don't go over!" Qiong Xiang's eyes quickly grabbed Ni Mengxian, who was about to step forward, although her voice was still delicate, there was a majesty that could not be objected to.

Ni Mengxian was stunned. The pace under his feet couldn't help but stop, he raised his delicate and delicate face, and looked at Qiong Xiang with a puzzled and anxious gaze, as if there was a sense of inquiry.

Qiong Xiang didn't answer anything directly, and the wrist she was holding Chaotian Aya suddenly shook up with a phantom.

In the shaking, as the gray light mist rose, Aya's body suddenly swept away in the sky. A huge net pocket was formed to net the balls of the balls floating in the air, and in a few blinks of an eye they were retracted.

Although the golden ball was deep in the ashes, the pressure exerted on Qiu Yeyu did not diminish in the slightest.

At this time, Qiu Yeyu, the white robe and the blue shirt lined with it were already tightly attached to the skin, and the sweat on his forehead was flowing down like rain, and the green tendons burst out, and he was on the verge of collapse.

Qiong Xiang was anxious, although she hadn't done it with all her might. However, it was also seven or eight points of strength, and the rest of the energy had to be used to monitor the comers. She knew that she couldn't spend all her energy on Chaotian Aya, and completely exposed her side to outsiders, plunging herself into an unpredictable environment.

"Night rain, hold on!"

Qiong Xiang really didn't have much to do, and she didn't know much about this golden light cover holy seal. The magic of the Holy Seal was still beyond her expectations, and the Chaotian Aya, who she had always been proud of, had no way to take the Golden Light Cover Holy Seal.

"Night Rain, think about whether your master has taught you the method of controlling the holy seal?" Qiong Xiang looked at it for a while. As if remembering something, he hurriedly reminded.

While meditating, Qiu Yeyu seemed to remember something after hearing Qiong Xiang's words. Suddenly, one of them looked up, and the place he saw was the two beautiful girls standing beside him.

His eyes were already bloodshot, he looked like a beast, and the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from his body were still so soft.

Ni Mengxian clearly felt the fluctuation of Qiu Yeyu's spiritual power, although he didn't know what was happening, he also vaguely guessed a few points. After all, Qiu Yeyu's hard support is all in sight. She struggled deep inside, but there was a feeling of powerlessness, and a little sweat oozed from her delicate face at some point.

Qiu Yeyu looked at Ni Mengxian and Qiong Xiang for a while, as if he thought of something, he suddenly turned around, his eyes were tightly closed, and he raised his right hand and slashed at the palm of his left hand. A stream of crimson blood erupted. The blood floated in the air three feet in front of him, as if it was being held up by an invisible force.

Immediately after, Qiu Yeyu folded his hands together, and his lips slightly opened and spit out a mouthful of five-colored aura. This aura soared up in the following thoughts, enveloping the essence and blood floating in front of him.

Several people around looked at each other, not knowing why Qiu Yeyu's move was, but even so, they could vaguely guess that his move must have a deep meaning.

Sure enough, at this time, Qiu Yeyu's overlapping hands suddenly flashed with five-colored spiritual light, and after parting in the blink of an eye, he pointed out two consecutive points towards the five-colored liquid mass suspended in front of him.

The two magic tricks flew up, and successively submerged into the liquid mass suspended in front of them, and the liquid mass the size of a plum instantly turned into two equal mass of liquid particles.

One of the liquid particles flew straight up, rushing straight towards the golden ball of light surrounded by Chaotian Aya above, while the other liquid particle was still floating three feet in front of Qiu Yeyu's body, so I don't know why he left behind this half of the essence blood and essence.

Suddenly, a violent roar sounded in the sky, and a burst of golden rainbow came out through the gray light. Chaotian Aya seemed to be unable to stop a single bit, and the gray net that collected the goals collapsed in an instant.

Qiong Xiang, who had been paying attention to Qiu Yeyu, suddenly turned calm, and her face changed slightly, as if she was a little pale.

After a moment of daze, the three-color aura on her wrist flashed out with a flick of her fingers, and a spell flew up in a flash of yellow, green and blue aura, and disappeared into the gray light above in an instant.

After inhaling this three-color aura, the gray light that shrouded its surface suddenly collapsed, and shortened in the flight, and finally flew back into Qiongxiang's outstretched hands and disappeared without a trace.

When Qiong Xiang retracted the Chaotian Aya, the golden rays fluttering in the sky were almost gone, and a simple runic paper wrapped in five-colored spiritual light floated in the air.

Qiu Yeyu looked up at the sky, his hands pinched again, and the spiritual light on the ancient rune paper flashed and flew down. He stretched out his right hand and scooped it up in mid-air, and lightly put the rune paper into his hand.

After a little silence, Qiu Yeyu moved his wrist and put the rune paper into the pouch in his sleeve. Then he looked up again, staring at the other liquid particle floating in front of him, and he was distracted but hesitated a little.

After waiting for a long time, Qiong Xiang, who was beside Qiu Yeyu, couldn't help muttering in her heart.

After putting away Chaotian Aya, with her powerful spiritual sense, she had already collected all the qiqi around her in her spiritual sense. There were as many as fifty figures gathered at the front of the holy ship, and although they didn't advance a single minute, all the qiē on the holy ship had already caught their eyes. If they still stand still, then they will inevitably arouse the suspicion of the other party.

Thinking of this, Qiong Xiang couldn't help but glance at Qiu Yeyu again, and then directly turned her gaze to Ni Mengxian beside her, and said with a move in her lips and teeth: "Xian'er, it seems that Yeyu will be fine! We should also go out to meet the guests!" (To be continued......)