King of Supernatural Power - C1504

However, what makes Qingguo strange is that there is no violent explosion. It is just that the fluctuation of the spiritual power in space has changed. The powerful spiritual ripples actually come like the tide, pushing the people who are hundreds of miles away.

Opening his eyes, Qingguo found that there were seven petals of different colors flying out of the lotus flower, which had trapped the sword.

The seven petals radiate different colors of light, falling on the long knife constantly.

However, the long Dao did not show weakness. It separated in an instant. Since it had become seven, it entangled itself with seven petals.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the long sword peacefully. There was no joy or sorrow on her face. Only the voice of the curse in her mouth became more and more urgent. There was a cold sweat on her forehead.

At this time, the long sword suddenly flashed, and a cloud of black fog rolled out of the sword, covering seven flower petals.

Zhang Xiaojian’s face suddenly changed. Her hand was like a finger in the air. A thick thunder arc suddenly appeared. Then, it turned into a thunder arc all over the sky, enveloping the black fog.

The thunder arc fell on the black fog and made a hissing sound. However, to Zhang Xiaojian’s dismay, the thunder arc did not work on the black fog at all.

Moreover, after a burst of buzzing sound, another long knife has already flown out. At the moment of striking with the thunder arc, a black thunder arc is ejected. The two impacts are even.

Next, a more bizarre scene appeared. The long Dao separated again, and one was cut directly like Zhang Xiaojian’s head. Zhang Xiaojian could see clearly that a figure appeared in the long Dao, which was a rather strange smile. It is the head of the nine color sect.

Zhang Xiaojian quickly moved the white light. However, the long knife seemed to have nothing to do with the white light, and instantly penetrated the three-layer light shield.

Qingguo and Lanyu several people see clearly, scared to cry out, want to help in the past, it is too late.

At this time, the long knife has pierced the last layer of white light, and is close to Zhang Xiaojian’s body.

But it was at this time that a sly smile appeared on Zhang Xiaojian’s face.

The head of the nine color sect in the long Dao also found this smile and frowned. He felt something was wrong, but it was too late.

Countless golden lights suddenly appeared and trapped the long knife.

Then, the runes on the lotus petals flew out one by one. The golden light flashed, and the sword was trapped.

When Sanskrit sounds, it’s Buddhist Scripture.

At that moment, the sword suddenly and violently trembled, and made bursts of howling sound.

At that moment, the black fog on the long Dao rose wildly, trying to break through the shackles of the golden light.

However, the Sanskrit is ethereal. With the expansion of the black fog, the golden light is also expanding.

The black fog is long, the golden light is three times bigger, the black fog is ten Zhang long, and the golden light is all over the sky.

Zhang Xiaojian took a cold look at the nine color sect leader in the long sword and said coldly, “if you know how good or bad you are now, I can let you go. After all, I have practiced for so many years. I can’t bear to see your body and spirit disappear.”

“Son of a bitch, you lie to me. When I go out, I will make you look good.” Among the long swords, the voice of the master of the nine color sect was vexed and helpless.

Zhang Xiaojian sneered, and then Tianmu opened. A red light fell on the long sword through the golden light. It was Zhang Xiaojian’s soul sword skill.

Buddhist Sanskrit has little effect on this old monster, so don’t blame him for his ruthlessness.

Zhang Xiaojian made up her mind to kill the head of the nine color sect, so she didn’t care too much for a while and directly used the skill of soul sword.

After the red light fell on the long knife, Zhang Xiaojian felt a chill and piercing coolness, and suddenly entered the body.

I couldn’t help but shiver. The head of the heart is also eat startle fly small.

I didn’t expect that this old guy should be so spirited and refined by Buddhist Sanskrit for such a long time. He was not under his cultivation.

Then, Zhang Xiaojian’s heart was horizontal, and she closed her eyes. Her head and her colleagues at her feet gave out a dazzling light. One light went straight into the sky and went into the sky above nine days. The other light went down directly and went deep into the earth for more than a hundred miles.

The moment the two lights appeared, the whole world shook up, and a huge whirlpool formed, spinning around his body rapidly.

The spiritual power from all directions continued to enter his body, and the light was shining. Combined with the golden light of the charm, it is magnificent.

Half an hour later, the sword entangled with the lotus flower first made a burst of howling sound, and then broke one after another, turning into a little aura, which was absorbed by the seven treasure lotus.

After the long sword disappeared, another howl came out. The sword covered by Zhang Xiaojian’s soul sword also disappeared. A vague figure appeared in the golden light.At this time, Zhang Xiaojian was pale, like a piece of white paper, with a faint bloodstain on the corner of his mouth, but it was dry.

The spirit of the head of the nine color gate has already shown a look of panic, and is frantically pounding around.

Look tired Zhang Xiaojian this time, suddenly opened his eyes, a mouth, spray out two mouthfuls of blood essence, fell on the golden light.

The next second, the golden light is in full swing, and the Sanskrit is even more sonorous, which can be heard within a hundred miles.

The golden light turns into silk, bringing out the hissing sound of breaking the sky. The next second, the soul of the master of Jiuse gate has been pierced by countless golden silk threads.

Then, the black fog expanded and flickered for a few times, and the sound of howling resounded through the sky. After a few flickers of fuzzy shadow, it completely disappeared from the world.

White lotus is still slowly rotating, the original chaos of the sky in the next second to become clear and transparent, there is a blue sky.

Zhang Xiaojian’s body swayed twice, and then fell down rapidly.

In the distance, when the blue rain saw this scene, it turned into two dazzling lights and flew away. Hold Zhang Xiaojian in my arms. shed floods down one’s cheeks.

Two months later, when Zhang Xiaojian opened her eyes, she found that Qingguo and Lanyu were sitting beside him and rubbed their eyes. Then she remembered that, with a faint smile, she said, “sorry, you two are worried.”

Just as several people were talking, many people came in from outside, including their daughters, brothers and sisters, and all their relatives. Everyone looked at Zhang Xiaojian with a smile, but their eyes were moist.

“During the period of your coma, I took charge of all of them. Didn’t you say that they will be here in the future?” Qingguo faint smile, charming and moving.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded, slowly came down from the bed, walked out of the door, came to a high slope, the sun was just right, the flowers were fragrant, took out a cigarette, lit it, and murmured, “how beautiful, from now on, I can live the life I want.”

On the holy land of spiritual emptiness, after hearing this sentence, everyone felt a little sour in their hearts, but they had a faint smile on their faces. Especially the pouring and blue rain. Two people, one left and one right, happily nestled up to Zhang Xiaojian with a quiet smile.