In terms of cultivation, Xihua and Drunken Forgetful Immortals are the strongest, if only Qin Xiang and Zhao Qi burn the true yuan, and the four Mahayana monks still have a fluke mentality, with these two, it will be an unsolvable death.

Jing Yao sneered.

If such a situation still makes people run away, it is too sorry for the sacrifice of Xihua and others.

A spine bounced out of the lines of the air, Jing Yao broke free of Huang Xiufeng's support, and slashed his right index finger on the palm of his hand, and at the same time as a splash of blood, Jing Yao sang loudly: "There is no trace of immortals, only the sword is eternal!"

The sword points to the country!

It's not like the sword pointing at the country, this is the sword trick of the pure Qingtian Sword Classic, Xihua Zhenren naturally feels familiar and strange......

The high-altitude wind is surging, the sword qi is in a row, and the spine shoots out a surging divine light with blood as the medium, piercing through the sky, and scattering to the Liuhe Eight Desolations with the divine light as the core, and quickly shrinking the cage.

The Mahayana monks are proficient in teleportation exercises, but their backbones are pure immortal bones, shining with divine light, and the weather vitality is exhausted.

The four Mahayana monks who wanted to escape suddenly found a vast world, and the world's unparalleled amazing sword qi escaped into the void, and the direction they chose was also blocked by the sword qi.

It was such a hesitant effort that he noticed that the force behind him was pulling them back, and their souls suddenly flew into the dark.

At this time, they saw the surging divine light, within the scope of their sight, everything was destroyed by the divine light, as if the divine light could devour the essence of all things, they desperately wanted to rush forward at first, but now they retreated like a desperate retreat.

That is not the power that a monk should have, it is a power that only immortals can grasp! But there is no trace of immortals in the immortal cultivation world, and when they look back, a white bone is calmly across the void, and the divine light that devours essence is slowly releasing from the spine.

Jing Yao squirted blood again, and her black hair faintly glowed with yellow light, and gradually turned white.

Her body was unable to use the sword to point at the country, so she used the true essence of the four Mahayana monks who were fighting to stimulate the power of the spine immortals.

But how domineering the burning of the four people's true yuan was, Jing Yao was like drinking to quench her thirst, although she had triggered the power of the immortal bones, her own meridians cracked inch by inch.

The four monks finally realized how the three of Xihua couldn't help themselves.

Driven into the chaotic mud by the power of absorption and the divine light gathered in front of them, the four of them struggled desperately, but they became the third force to join, and the two scorching true elements got a respite because of the addition of a third party, and the drunken immortal spewed out a mouthful of old blood, and was stunned for a while.

The three forces are at a balanced intersection, and the position where Jing Yao and Huang Xiufeng are located happens to be the core of the three forces.

And Jing Yao is the referee who dominates the tripartite forces is a battle or a battle, she can't control other people, but she can control Xihua and others and who are desperate.

The two desperate third parties are naturally not spared, just like the three-headed beast demon trapped in the cage, stipulating that they kill each other, and in the end the winner has a chance to get out of the cage, but the beast demon lacks wisdom after all, and only knows how to fight to the death, but people have wisdom, and before the regulations are issued, they try not to anger each other.

The four monks had just joined in, relieving the pressure of the drunken immortal to a certain extent.

To another extent, it also ignited the anger of Zhao Qi and Qin Xiang, they didn't forget how the group discussed before, only Xihua was calm in the field, but his calmness alone could not change the direction of the situation.

The arrival of the third force angered Qin Xiang, and he didn't need Jing Yao's command to take the lead in rushing towards Qin Xiangru, Qin Xiangru had no choice but to burn the true yuan, and shouted angrily: "Qin Xiang, what are you crazy about? Have you forgotten the brotherhood between you and me?"

"It is precisely because Lao Tzu cares about love and righteousness that he wants to take you to the funeral with him. Qin Xiang snorted and said: "Gang up with outsiders to murder the disciples of the clan, Qin Xiangru, you are not as good as a pig and a dog." ”

When he was desperate and drunk and forgot about immortals, Xihua Wei was the leader, and when the spearhead was turned to Qin Xiangru, Qin Xiang served as the main player, and Xihua and the two responded from the side.

But the third force cultivators were definitely unwilling to sit back and wait for Qin Xiangru to die, as soon as Qin Xiangru died, the advantage they occupied disappeared in an instant, and they decisively supported Qin Xiangru.

Qin Xiang's pressure increased sharply, accelerating the burning of the true yuan, Xihua and Zhao Qi were helpless, and both sighed, they couldn't help but spare their lives.

With three to four, without Jing Yao's remote command, he was at a disadvantage for a long time, drunk and angry, he was still like fire and water just now, and he had no choice but to help the three of Xihua, and the battle situation turned to balance again.

After a few rounds of confrontation, several Mahayana monks only felt exhausted, the consumption of true yuan intensified, and the black-clothed witch cultivator said with a sluggish spirit: "This is not the way, is it really necessary to burn the jade as a Taoist friend?"

Xihua Zhenren pressed his eyelids and said helplessly: "Can't this fellow Daoist see that the three of us can't help ourselves?"

Drunken Forgetfulness consumes the most.

First independently confronted the three Mahayana monks, and then confronted the third force with the three Xihua, standing listlessly on the side, how could he still have the strength to speak, even if he had the strength to speak, in case he angered Zhao Qi and Qin Xiang, he would have to defect and join the third force.

Qin Xiang said coldly: "I don't care about the others, if Qin Xiangru wants to kill me, I want him to die." ”

Qin Xiangru said angrily: "Fool, don't push me to be anxious, if you insist on going your own way, you will be the first to die." ”

Qin Xiangsen sneered: "I have the six spirit shield body protection given by my ancestor, even if I die, I will have the opportunity to be reincarnated and recultivated!"

Jing Yao said with a smile: "The scenes of falling in love and killing each other usually have confusing stories...... Qin Xiang's predecessors have clear grievances...... It turns out that you rely on something...... Senior Qin Xiang, what are the six spirit covers?......"

The ancestor Qin Xiang said should be the ancestor of the Qin clan who was far away in the immortal realm, and Jing Yao, who was given by the immortals, suddenly had an idea.

Qin Xiang glanced at Jing Yao resentfully: "The six spirit covers have long been integrated into the blood and bones, you should die." He deliberately killed Qin Xiangru, and he knew that there was no hope of survival, so he didn't have to be afraid of Jing Yao.

Jing Yao said regretfully: "It's a pity......"

Huang Xiufeng was speechless, you forced people to this point, and you beat other people's fairy treasure ideas, you can't agree with it personally, but I was even more shocked in my heart.

He has a straightforward personality, but he is also pretentious, and he thinks that he is not weaker than any of the younger generation of strong people at that time.

But since last night, all the spells that Jing Yao has shown are all new changes in the use of the power of True Yuan, playing with Xihua and the others in applause.

At the moment when I had an understanding, I realized that what I realized was only the tip of the iceberg, and it was the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant that influenced the direction of the situation.