The purple light in Zhang Xiaohan's face and figure has faded, only a pair of purple bright eyes and a jade hand emit purple light, her eyes are cold and exude coldness, and her hand does not hesitate to meet it.
The spiritual storm was raging all around, but in the center of the storm, it was calm, and the rampant smug smile instantly turned to fear.
Zhang Xiaohan's cold eyes looked at the cruel eyes that were close at hand, and at the moment when the four eyes looked at each other, the condensed divine consciousness slammed into the other party's sea of consciousness.
The purple qi condensed and was fiercely glued together with the opponent's palm.
"As you wish" The empty valley seemed to be echoing, and this cold voice without emotion and without temperature seemed to be swearing the death penalty of the opponent.
As you wish, when you think that you can crush the Ascended Monk with the immortal power of the Immortal, as you wish, when you think that you can trample the Ascended Monk by virtue of the reputation of the Monk of the Nine Domains, as you wish, when you trample the Ascended Monk under your feet.
As you wish, you will taste the consequences of being eaten upside down, and you will taste all the suffering that you inflict on the other person.
The palms are glued, both sides are the same purpose, not to let the opponent's palms leave, they are all running their own spiritual power, using the advantage of their own spiritual power to bully the opponent.
The sound of bones shattering sounded, and in the gluing of the two palms, in the ears of the two people who were close at hand, the pain of broken meridians came, even if it was not their own meridians, the pain was also felt.
But the eyes of the really painful people did not have a trace of struggle, there was no trace of retreat, only Qingming, and the cruel killing intent in the cold Qingming.
"As you wish" The sound was even more subtle, so subtle that it pierced into the monk's ear like a needle, causing his soul to suddenly wake up, and he was frantically using his spiritual power, but in the crazy spiritual power running, his spiritual power was terrifyingly draining in the palm of the female cultivator's hand.
How could it be like this, how could it be He is an immortal in the late Mahayana period, he is the highest cultivator in the Nine Domains, he is completely invincible, and it is precisely because of him that this Royal Beast Valley will be safe and sound, and it will develop to this day.
He has no opponent, how can there be a Ascended Monk in the Nine Domains who can exist as his opponent, his immortal power is a mortal enemy to the Ascended Monk, it is completely suppressed and irresistible.
But now, his immortal power was passing, and he was horrified to find that his cultivation was declining, and he wanted to withdraw his palm, wanting to control his spiritual power, he struggled desperately.
But the spiritual power was vented out, and in his frightened sight, the bones of the hand that shimmered with purple glimmer were broken, along the arm, and the meridians were broken, but the hand firmly attached to his hand, and the broken bones were nourished and repaired by the spiritual power, and then shattered by the huge spiritual impact, and the meridians were also circulating in the broken and improved, and its owner seemed to have not noticed all this at all.
His gaze slowly raised, following the slender hand, the broken and repairing arm, to the white and beautiful face, his vision seemed to be a little blurred, and there seemed to be a bang in his body, and the cultivation of the Mahayana period instantly fell to the late stage of integration.
"As you wish."
This cold voice still seemed to echo in his divine consciousness, and the continuous passage of spiritual power and the decline in cultivation made him feel in a trance, as if everything was not so real.
Time really stands still.
Fan Xiaofan stared blankly at the figure in the distance, in a hundred years, she had grown like this.
Song Chensha silently looked at the resolute figure, and his eyes seemed to be a little blurry.
Hibiscus watched in silence, and suddenly, a high-pitched chirp came from his side, this one was terrible and loud, and it went straight into the sky.
This is the anger that has been stored for decades, and this is the cheer of revenge.
This sound seemed to dispel the violence in Zhang Xiaohan's heart, her heart calmed down, and the intense pain in her palms and arms came, and in the Yuan Infant, a soft purple qi essence flowed, entering the meridians, and the violent purple qi in the meridians gradually calmed down under the appeasement of this mass of essence, and the immortal power absorbed into the meridians turned into purple qi and circulated throughout the body.
The once powerful opponent is now just a humble existence in the palm of his hand, and it is not only the immortal power that is absorbed, but also the essence of the Yuan Infant.
The fragmentation of the body that should have been overdrawn with spiritual power was not only intact under the spiritual power repair that was sent to the door, but the absorbed spiritual power transformed her own spiritual power, allowing her cultivation in the early stage of Mahayana to directly advance to the middle stage of Mahayana.
The promotion of cultivation and the catharsis of the past also dissipated the violence accumulated in her body, and her heart returned to true peace at this time.
With a wave of his hand, the weak body in front of him rolled backwards, and his eyes moved, Mu Hibiscus stretched out his hand and made a move, and the body was fixed in front of him and Zhuge Yiji.
He knew what Zhang Xiaohan meant, and although he thought that this body was of better use, he did not hesitate to imprison him in front of Zhuge Yiji.
"Who you are, who you are" No one paid attention to this unwilling voice, and all eyes fell on Zhuge Yi's body.
He still has the appearance of a ridiculous colored bird, but at this moment, no one thinks he is ridiculous.
"He's yours."
The sound of Zhuge killing came from Mu Hibiscus's divine consciousness, weak and powerful, without half a minute of slowness.
Hibiscus nodded slightly, and without hesitation, reached out to cover the top of the stunned face.
"No, you won't succeed, you won't get my divine memory" The struggle and screaming were meaningless in the face of absolute strength, and in an instant, everything fell silent.
"Ah" A scream of pain broke the silence, and under the nail of the lock spirit, a monk was nailed to the position where Zhuge was nailed before, and he howled in horror under the severe pain, and the pain quickly drowned out his howl.
The first battle, Zhang Xiaohan's first battle, completely collapsed all the resistance in the valley.
The two monks of the late Mahayana stage fought against each other, and Zhang Xiaohan's desperate spiritual power battle left a deep impression on all the monks.
Under such a glorious momentum, no one ever mentioned the idea of resisting again, not even a monk with the strong body of a fierce beast.
The divine consciousness was covered, and the entire valley, including the outside of the valley, was under Zhang Xiaohan's control, and the intruder on the mountain peak paused slightly.
Suddenly retracted, Zhang Xiaohan stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a bobcat and giant snake with shiny hair were thrown in front of him.
"I just want to live, I want to cultivate, I want to ascend, I want to get rid of all this" The abrupt voice appeared in Zhang Xiaohan's divine consciousness, and also appeared in the divine consciousness of all the monks in the valley, and in an instant, more than a dozen fierce beasts roared, and dozens of voices filled everyone's divine consciousness.
"We just want to live, live, what's wrong" "It is not a fault to want to live, and it is not a sin to be persecuted, but it is an unforgivable sin to choose to live at the cost of persecuting one's own people" The last sentence is copied from the book review of the book friend focight, it feels sonorous and powerful, thank you, dear. t1706231537: