Feng Qingyu's originally graceful and graceful body was riddled with holes and trembled after using the physical body to carry the Holy Spirit level sword skill "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect". Liu Qiqi's black coat had already had many holes in it. It was shattered into pieces, making it almost impossible to cover the body. The bright red blood spattered in all directions, turning into little red rains and raining down on the world.
Every golden sword light that Lin Zhiyun fired had a terrifying power that even a saint could not withstand. If he ate thousands of spiritual swords at the same time, it was said that even ten saints would be stabbed to pieces.
Unexpectedly, instead of weakening, the six-colored light on Feng Qingyu's body became even brighter, like a small sun suspended in mid-air, releasing a dazzling light that pierced the eyes of both sides of the battlefield with severe pain and tears.
Once the surface of her delicate and tender skin was penetrated by the spirit sword, the wound would quickly shrink under the nourishment of the six-colored light, and it would soon become smooth and clean, leaving no trace of scars.
Under the influence of the Beast Dao, her recovery speed was enough to offset the violent offensive of the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect"'s spiritual sword that filled the sky.
The dignified Holy Spirit level sword skill, apart from "removing his clothes", actually failed to cause even a little bit of damage to Feng Qingyu.
Although Lin Zhiyun's "Ten Thousand Swords" style has a large number of spiritual swords, they are not infinite after all, and they will eventually be used up.
At the moment when her old spiritual sword was exhausted and the new spiritual sword had not yet been summoned, Feng Qingyu finally broke free from the shackles of the Spiritual Scripture and gained freedom of movement.
Although it was only a very brief moment, she perfectly captured the opportunity to counterattack.
"Reincarnation!"
I saw her lips parted slightly, and with a clear and melodious voice, she coldly uttered four words.
A huge six-color disk suddenly appeared above her head. It was divided into four layers from the inside out. Between the two adjacent layers, they slowly rotated in opposite directions.
In the innermost circular area of the disk, there is a cultivator sitting in meditation with his eyes closed. There is a pig on his left side, a pigeon on his right side, and a snake coiled under the seat.
Six rays of light emitted from this person's chest, which were aqua blue, light yellow, dark gray, bright red, black and silver, directly dividing the disk into six parts with different colors.
One against three, they fought with the three saints for a long time. This was the first time that Feng Qingyu released the Six Paths of Dharma.
The moment she saw the Dharma Appearance Disk, Lin Zhiyun's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition suddenly filled her heart.
The Six-Path Dharma Disk in front of Feng Qingyu was more than three times larger than when she fought Zhong Wen at the inheritance place. The terrifying aura emanating from it made her even more frightened and surprised.
She even had a vague feeling that once the cultivator in the Dharma image opened his eyes, it would definitely bring unbearable disaster to her.
"Let's break up!"
In desperation, three words suddenly popped out of Lin Zhiyun's mouth, and the huge goddess statue behind her also opened her red lips, as if reciting the same words.
She actually planned to use the power of the Yan Ling Sutra to forcibly disperse Feng Qingyu's Dharma.
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible mysterious force suddenly filled the space between heaven and earth. The originally dazzling Six Paths of Dharma suddenly dimmed a bit, and even the regular-shaped disk became distorted and blurred, as if it could be seen at any time. It will disappear without a trace.
However, more than ten breaths passed in the blink of an eye. Although the spiritual disk representing the six great powers seemed to be swaying and seemed very unstable, it was still floating in the sky after all and had not completely dispersed.
The Spiritual Scripture, which has always been successful, has actually failed!
"Six Paths of True Sight!"
Feng Qingyu uttered four words in his mouth. The voice was very soft, but it seemed to have a special magic power, making people's hearts beat faster unconsciously.
The mysterious cultivator sitting cross-legged in the center of the Six Paths of Dharma slowly opened his eyes, with dazzling six-color light shining through his pupils, and glanced in the direction of Lin Zhiyun intentionally or unintentionally.
When these eyes glanced at her body, Lin Zhiyun's breathing stagnated, the pores all over her body expanded, her heart started pounding, and her back was instantly soaked in cold sweat. Strong emotions couldn't help but surge into my heart.
fear!
panic!
trouble!
Frustrated…
All kinds of strong emotions couldn't help but surge into his heart. The dignified saint and strong man, just looked at Feng Qingyu's Dharma, actually became dumbfounded and fell into extreme chaos.
Lin Zhiyun knew very well that this was not an illusion, but her body was escaping, her soul was accusing, and her instinct was telling her that the strength of the two sides was too far apart and they were not at the same level at all.
How could there be such a terrifying existence in the world?
At this moment, her face, pink neck, shoulders, chest and abdomen were already dripping with sweat. Facing the oncoming wind and rain, she didn't know why she couldn't even think of resisting.
"You're the last one!"
Feng Qingyu, who teleported to Lin Zhiyun, suddenly said a word without any end, then raised his right arm high, clenched his five fingers into a fist, the momentum around him surged, and he blasted out a world-destroying blast that shocked the world and made the ghosts and gods cry. Fist, "As long as you die, this war will come to an end."
During the whole process, Lin Zhiyun seemed to have lost her soul. She always stood like a puppet, motionless. Until Feng Qingyu's fist was close at hand, she reluctantly raised her arms to protect herself.
"boom!"
Feng Qingyu's fist landed on the outside of Lin Zhiyun's arm, erupting with an earth-shattering momentum. The exaggerated collision force directly shattered the surrounding space. Huge pits appeared one after another on the ground, as if they were going to dig the entire battlefield. Empty.
The power of this punch was actually far greater than before.
With a "click", the bones in Lin Zhiyun's arm were all broken, and the whole person lowered her head downwards, and she crashed straight towards the battlefield like a person with no cultivation.
At this point, in the battle between the four beautiful saints, Feng Qingyu was one against three, and easily won, showing a stern and invincible appearance.
Seeing that Lin Zhiyun was about to fall to the ground, an unknown number of thick branches suddenly jumped out from below, grabbed her delicate body, and flew away far away.
It was Yin Ning'er who used her physical strength to take action again, saving her master after Liu Qiqi and Li Bing.
At this time, her face was full of exhaustion, her breasts were rising and falling violently with her rapid breathing, her delicate body was already soaked with sweat, her limbs were sore and weak, and her spiritual power seemed to be exhausted at any time, but her white jade-like right hand was still firmly pressed. On the ground, he kept activating his abilities, trying to save as many coalition masters as possible.
In fact, rescuing an ordinary cultivator does not consume much of Yin Ning'er's spiritual and physical energy. The reason why she fell into such an embarrassing situation was precisely because of the three beautiful saints who were defeated by Feng Qingyu.
There seemed to be a strange force flowing in the injured bodies of Lin Zhiyun, Li Bing and Liu Qiqi, which was constantly preventing the three of them from recovering from their injuries.
Whenever Liu Qiqi and others began to improve under Yin Ning'er's treatment, their injuries would instantly return to the miserable state they were in when they were injured, as if time in their bodies had stopped. Er was so anxious and helpless that even if he tried his best, he could barely keep the three people's injuries from getting worse.
"Huh?"
After defeating the three saints, Feng Qingyu finally noticed the existence of Yin Ning'er. Seeing her forcefully saving the three saints with her own strength, she unexpectedly let out a rare sigh, "What a miraculous ability!"
Before she finished speaking, her graceful figure had appeared above Yin Ning'er's head. Her white and tender right hand turned into a claw and clawed hard at the girl's Tianling Cap.
not good!
Liu Sanque's expression changed drastically. When he was about to step forward to protect the "military doctor", he felt a vast and majestic saint's power spurting out from the Six Paths of Dharma, and instantly fell on everyone around him.
Many coalition spirit masters felt as if their hands and feet were being forcibly pulled by invisible forces. Their bodies were stiff in the windy and rainy Saint Realm. Not to mention protecting Yin Ning'er, they could not even move a finger. They could only watch helplessly. Qingfeng Qingyu brutally killed her.
Dying?
Facing the claw of the saint who destroyed the world, Yin Ning'er's delicate eyes flashed with a hint of unwillingness, she frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed.
It's a pity that Master and Qiqi could not be cured.
He failed to defeat the "Dark Temple" and avenged the Medicine Tower!
And Zhong Wen’s Tai Sui beads...
On her deathbed, the girl's mind suddenly flashed into the handsome face and warm smile of the young man in white.
She looked calm and slowly closed her eyes, seeming to have accepted her fate.
"boom!"
However, the severe pain he imagined did not appear. What reached his ears was a deafening sound.
Yin Ning'er opened her eyes curiously, and what came into view was Zhong Wen's generous and solid back.
"Please call me the fire captain. Wherever the beauties are in trouble, I will be there!"
I just heard the young man in white yelling at the top of his lungs, screaming in a strange voice, "If you dare to bully the disciples of Piaohua Palace, I will destroy you on behalf of the moon, with dynamic light waves, biubiubiu~"
