"Witch Finger"!

This is a fingering technique that is extremely strong and yang, and it pays attention to the extreme strength, and everything can be broken. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Like "The Witch God's Palm", this is a unique supernatural power that belongs to the Witch God family.

After the accumulation of the previous blood waterfall, constantly killing the black skull and absorbing it, absorbing the refining divine soul and the power of qi and blood, Jiang Xiaobai's body was already completely golden at this moment.

That is the closest to the blood of the witch god clan, only need to take a foot in the door, and one step further, you can be reborn and nirvana evolve into a real witch god blood.

It was also the moment when his body was completely filled with golden blood, and from the depths of his blood, like a inheritance, "Witch God Finger" naturally appeared in his mind.

And it was quickly understood, accepted, and even comprehended by him.

This is a unique inheritance method for the witch god clan.

Even Jiang Xiaobai at this moment, strictly speaking, is not a completely pure witch god clan.

However, the "Witch God Formula" he cultivates is 100%, the most authentic witch god method, and it is still a technique that can only be practiced by the witch god of the royal family.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes flashed, his thoughts retracted, and he looked at the green jade that brought him a dangerous aura in front of him, the surface was fine, but the golden qi and blood in his body were already surging and rolling.

Call!

The wind is blowing!

Around the Blood Waterfall, within a range of dozens of zhang for Jiang Xiaobai and the others, it suddenly quieted down for a moment, and all the sounds stopped, but after only a breath, there was a breeze, silent, and eeriely blowing.

With the appearance of this breeze, a mountain of coercion, from small to large, appeared at the same time.

"It's coming!"

Feng Wuxian's breathing was sluggish, looking up, his eyes were nervous, and there seemed to be a trace of excitement.

At this moment, several other people seemed to have reacted, thinking of something, looking at the green jade above, with a faint look of expectation and curiosity in their eyes.

Regarding the head of the sealed door, there is a rumor circulating in the Qingyun Sect.

Sealing the door is not a sword, it lies in its god!

Qingyu's swordsmanship, in this Qingyun Sect, is just like his name, like thunder.

Everyone knows that although Qingyu is not a disciple of the Imperial Sword Peak, let alone a kendo genius like Shi Feng, under the Qingguang Sword in his hand, he has defeated too many challenges.

Similarly, the failure of one challenger after another has stabilized its reputation as the head of the closed door, and also made its kendo skills famous.

But it was strange that from the many disciples, to the deacons, the elders, and the peak masters, they all reached a consensus on one thing.

Qingyu's strongest thing is not swordsmanship, but a god who only hears its name and disappears without a trace.

God!

It's a mysterious and powerful word.

In the eyes of everyone, the "god" of green jade is equally mysterious and powerful.

The wind gradually became urgent, and gradually from inaudible to thunderous, and no longer a trace, but condensed into a single force, forming a small storm.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at these storms, squinted his eyes, and did not move.

This is not only because of the invisible, but heavy pressure between him and Qingyu at this moment, but also because Jiang Xiaobai also intends to test his limits at this moment.

After all, there are not many opponents like Qingyu.

The storm is blue, and there is a knife-like air flow around it, surrounding the green jade, making the green jade at this moment like a god of the wind, with the power to command the winds in the world.

"Four Spirit Sacrifices: Wind Spirits!"

"Open!"

Qingyu's closed eyes opened, and at this moment, the Nine Heavens Flowing Cloud turned, driven by the surrounding storm, contracted and converged, and all of them were submerged into Qingyu's body.

Click!

Like a mountain rising from the ground, Qingyu's body was amplified in an instant at this moment, with a click sound, and a faint cyan light covered the body.

Click.

The stone under the feet of the green jade instantly exploded and turned into powder.

But at this moment, Qingyu's body was suspended out of thin air and did not fall.

"Roar!"

Qingyu's body at this time was almost seven zhang in size, her eyes were like the size of a pair of lanterns, and the blue light was pervasive, looking at Jiang Xiaobai, she roared, and her palm the size of a grinding disc reached out like lightning, facing Jiang Xiaobai, and slapped it out with one palm.

Woo!

The air emitted a terrible cracking sound, like resentment and admiration, like crying and complaining, setting off a harsh wind, approaching Jiang Xiaobai.

"Witch Fingers!"

With a low cry in his heart, Jiang Xiaobai's eyes surged with light, and in his solemn expression, he pointed out.

Airplanes!

Strands of golden silk threads, golden and translucent, wrapped around Jiang Xiaobai's arms, instantly gathered their fingertips, and condensed a golden index finger.

The index finger is golden, bright as glass poured, exuding the vicissitudes of ancient breath, as soon as it appears, it will crack the air, with a terrible piercing force, the last hair comes first, facing the big hand from the green jade, impacting up.

This time's "Witch God Finger" is different from the previous "Witch God Finger", because this time, Jiang Xiaobai's one finger is urging the golden qi and blood in his body.

Although they are the same finger, their essence is different, and their power is naturally very different.

Clang!

Like hammering iron, the golden fingers slammed into the big hand, and with a clang, a circle of magnificent sounds, layer upon layer, swept out.

Click, click, click······

Immediately, the air between the two of them shattered like ice, and in an instant, it solidified into a visible block, glowing with a faint gold, and fell out in all directions.

Under the collision, the golden fingers shattered and dissipated, and the big hand from the green jade also flickered, and the blue light covering it also dimmed.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes flashed, and he pinched the trick with both hands, and kept pointing out.

The golden fingers, dense as raindrops, continued to point out, conjuring out of thin air in the void, with terrifying piercing and killing, slamming towards the green jade.

Bang Bang Bang ······

Dense sounds came out, and at the same time, there were also layered, almost continuous waves of earth-shattering sounds.

"Retreat!"

Feng Wuxian's face changed, and they could see the power of the sound wave spreading before.

If they were placed outside, this sound wave might not be enough to threaten them, but in the special environment of the Blood Falls, it is very different.

Several people reacted quickly, each using their own means, and their bodies fell back and forth like lightning.

Outside the Soul Table.

At the peak of Qingyun Peak at this moment, after a short silence, the sound of boiling rose to the peak, especially at the moment when Qingyu cast the Four Spirit Sacrifices, this kind of boiling fierceness was unprecedented.

A considerable part of the reasons are not unrelated to Jiang Xiaobai.

After all, for so many years, no one in the younger generation has ever been able to fight Qingyu like Jiang Xiaobai.

Although they didn't know what kind of trick Qingyu was performing, nor did they know who Jiang Xiaobai was, all of this did not affect the turmoil in their hearts at the moment.

"Sure enough!"

On the high platform, the eyes of the master of Tianmen Peak showed an unexpectedly look, looking at the green jade in the light curtain, thoughtful.

"This is the Four Spirits Sacrifice. ”

The Hundred Refining Peak Peak Master looked at Qingyunzi, his expression was shocked, and he asked: "It is rumored that the supreme inheritance of Qingyun Peak, which is also the three supreme inheritances of my Qingyun Sect, was really obtained by Qingyu?"

"Not bad!"

Sect Leader Qing Yunzi nodded, but his gaze remained on the light curtain.

When the rest of the peak masters heard this, their pupils shrank, but none of them said anything more.

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