Although Mr. Miaobi is strong, he is obviously not strong enough to become a god, and he can't really put the world into it.

Once the content exceeds the limit that the Luohe Tianshu can contain, the power of Tian's calligraphy will be broken.

The vast expanse of stars, the moment it was displayed, had already turned into an endless starry sky, and instead wrapped the towns in the Luohe Tianshu, tearing the restrictions, and causing Song Qingxiao and Silver Wolf to escape.

"Got it."

Mr. Miaobi nodded, obviously not taking the previous defeat to heart.

He snapped his sleeves and looked up suddenly.

In those eyes, the previous gentleness and peace were swept away, and replaced by the majestic boundless domineering, like a huge ocean tide, rushing out in the direction of Song Qingxiao.

This aura was extremely fierce, as if at this moment, after Miaobi completely let go of his strength, his originally thin figure turned into a giant figure ten feet high, which was reflected in Song Qingxiao's eyes.

It is like ten thousand mountains on top of each other, causing extremely terrible oppression.

It seems that it cannot be climbed, cannot be defeated, before him, it turns into low hills and mountains, and is forever suppressed in the shadows caused by him!

This is the true power of entering the Holy Land!

Like a giant, but also like a difficult barrier in her life.

The moment that strong and domineering swept across, it was like a ruthless avenue, about to run Song Qingxiao into the dust.

Layers of pressure smashed down, pressing her shoulders to sink, and her back bowed.

The flesh was under strong pressure, and the bones made a sound of "Kaka" when they were under pressure.

The strength slowly moved down, and wherever it went, it slowly forced out the blood vessels.

The ground cracked open, and his feet sank several inches.

Song Qingxiao felt dizzy in front of him, as if panting was very difficult.

Give in? The ghost of Mr. Miaobi seemed to be connected to the sky, and it looked terrifying, as if through coercion, he wanted to make her surrender.

‘Boom! ’

‘Boom! ’

‘Boom boom boom! ’

The heart was beating slowly, and as the pressure on her increased, it seemed to start beating faster and faster.

Every time it beats, it seems that a force is released from it.

The awakening of the strong heart gradually turned into a kind of dissatisfaction and anger under the heavy repression!

"Why!"

The heartbeat speeded up gradually, and the arrogant thought in her heart began to wander around with the surge of blood.

"Why? Just because of the unfair treatment of strength, the rules must be in the hands of these people, and other people must be at the mercy of their hearts?"

It was like this in the empire back then. She was forced to desperate and enter the outer world because of the riots and offending the family.

But now, Tian Waitian used her danger as an excuse and wanted to arrest her.

In this star field, everyone who exists is the master of this star field. Why should she be bound by the rules of these people and let people drive and kill?

"Why!"

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and her mood became more stable with the anger in her heart.

‘Boom boom boom boom boom——’

In the rapid heartbeat, the power of blood began to wake up, even if the dragon-killing power no longer needed her call, it was densely covered in her limbs.

This unwillingness to admit defeat is like activating a mysterious power and turning it into a wave.

At the moment of gathering and joining each other, a wave of anger formed, bringing her unwillingness to make the most violent explosion.

'boom! ’

In the eyes of everyone, Song Qing, who was already overwhelmed, had slightly bent her legs, as if she was about to be unable to hold on.

Her hands were drooping, and the back of her head seemed to have received a mighty force, and her head was pressed down like a heavy ear of wheat.

The noisy elder Chun shut his mouth; the people of Tianyimen clenched their fists; the five members of the Taikang clan were full of resentment; the faces of the aristocratic people such as Zhenwu, Xuandu, and Shennong seemed to feel the heaviness of this moment. A weird thought came out in my heart...

Even though the two sides had gone through a big battle before, and there were many people who lost blood, but at this time, seeing Song Qingxiao under the coercion of Mr. Miaobi, whether it was an enemy or a friend, there was nothing but admiration in his heart.

"Ugh……"

Shi Qiuwu's face showed a strange look, and there was both envy and appreciation in Song Qingxiao's eyes.

"The posterity is terrifying."

Whether or not Mr. Miaobi won this battle, he has all lost, judging from the situation in front of him.

The reputation of the Eastern Qin aristocratic family has always been very good, but the use of the holy state to overwhelm the children who have just broken through the void state has made Mr. Miaobi's move a disadvantage and teaches people the truth.

Just when everyone thought that Song Qingxiao would be defeated, and it would be difficult to survive three seconds--

The spiritual pressure on her body began to surge.

The surging Lingwei is like an erupting volcano, rushing out after boiling to the apex.

'boom! ’

The vigor that bounced back under the heavy pressure contained Song Qingxiao's anger and unyielding, turned into a huge wave, and attacked fiercely against the breath of Mr. Miaobi.

On the top of Song Qingxiao's head, the spiritual pressure turned into substance, forming a phantom that resembled her appearance.

The phantom swelled rapidly, and instantly grew into a huge figure that was no less than that of Mr. Miaobi's Rei-pressure figure.

The two air currents rushed towards each other, like a sea of ​​clouds turning over, bursting out violently.

...

Under the impact of this extremely sharp image, Mr. Miaobi's figure resembled a mirage, and suddenly began to shatter.

The ‘swish’ of the air rushed turbulently, making it almost impossible for everyone to stabilize their bodies.

That airflow mixed with spiritual power, stimulating everyone's body, and layers of goose bumps surfaced from the surface of everyone's body, wandering around everyone.

"...The heart of the strong..."

Even though he was standing hundreds of meters away, Shi Qiuwu watched this battle, but felt blood boiled deep in his heart:

"Sacred state of mind!"

Under the heavy pressure, Song Qingxiao actually used the ability to break through the void realm, showing the state of mind of entering the holy realm, and contending with Mr. Miaobi.

This is really a great blow to Shi Qiuwu, who has been struggling to find opportunities for many years!

The wind is fascinating, and everyone in the empire with a low cultivation base only feels as if they are crushed by Mount Tai under these two shocking spiritual storms.

Mr. Miaobi couldn't take care of the quarrel with the three brothers of Tianyi Sect. In his eyes, there was a look of loss and unwillingness, and at the same time, a little frightened and indignant:

"It turned out to be, it turned out to be a sacred state of mind..."

"How is it possible, how is it possible?" He was irritated at this moment and desperately shook his head:

"I do not believe."

Tai Kangwu's red eyes stared extremely wide. As the only person allowed to enter the holy realm besides the two great holy realm powerhouses in the field, he knew exactly how fierce the power that Song Qingxiao had exploded at this moment.

Stimulated by this super fighting spirit, he felt proud of his heart, as if he could not wait to pull the sword out, regardless of the hindrance of the family, he did what he wanted and swung the sword out.

Song Qing's small eruption made it impossible to cover the things that the good cause and the wonderful pen wanted to hide. In this star field, I am afraid that in the near future, a new Holy Realm powerhouse will appear again.

"No wonder..."

Mr. Sixi quickly reacted, and he also understood the good cause, the reason for the clever pen to beg for items, and the meaning of Song Qingxiao's previous words that he wanted to protect the Taikang clan.

The Taikang clan has been suppressed for many years, and the Eastern Qin and Sanskrit clans will not allow two powerful holy monks to appear in the same clan.

Therefore, the master of the cause is uncharacteristic, and even Mr. Miaobi does not hesitate to bet on his name.

Song Qingxiao might have seen through all this long ago before choosing to face the two alone.

"Sacred state of mind..." Mr. Sixi was still shaking, and the younger brothers beside him looked incredulous.

So smart, so talented, so cultivated--

Mr. Sixi was shocked, and the sound transmission was too Kangwu:

"We must not let Qingxiao have an accident here!"

Nowadays, in public and private, the meaning of Song Qingxiao's existence is different from before.

Not only the love left by Su Wu, but Song Qingxiao's own strength is also worthy of the Taikang clan's desperate efforts.

"Youth..."

Tai Kangwu thought of Su Wu who had disappeared, and his expression was a little lost:

"Maybe deliberately want to send her to us..."

Everyone glanced at each other and made up their minds.

...

In the Tianyi Gate at this time, the three people including the Daoist Chief Yiqing were already extremely irritated.

Dao Master Yiqing had been stuck in the void for many years, but he couldn't find the opportunity to break the happiness.

Since he was a child, he has a brilliant appearance and a very high understanding. He is deeply loved by Taoist elders, and his practice has been extremely smooth along the way.

For a long time, the Daoist Chief of the Qing Dynasty was proud of his talent, but at this time, the various powers displayed by Song Qingxiao broke his previous cognition and made him doubt his own appearance.

"Brother..."

Two Hu Taoists approached his side and asked in a low voice:

"Do you really have no blood left out?"

If this sentence is usually said, it must be severely reprimanded by the Daoist Chief Yiqing, and I feel that this junior is out of touch.

But at this moment he was in a trance, and even faintly felt a pity in his heart.

...

At the center of the battlefield at this time, Song Qingxiao and Miaobi face each other.

The magical pen's spirit is like a vast galaxy, boundless; Song Qingxiao's strength is slightly weaker, but he has a sharp spirit.

"Amitabha."

A trace of helplessness flashed in the eyes of Master Cause, and finally turned into a firm decision.

The string of golden jade beads twirling quickly in his hand broke apart at the moment his Buddha's horn exited.

The beads spread out, splashing in the air, as if they were not attacked by a spiritual storm.

Among the golden light, among the beads, there appeared a series of lying or lying Buddha images.

This rosary is somewhat similar to the string of Sanskrit beads that Pei's family took out when Song Qing fought against the imperial city.

But the power in it is many times better than the Sanskrit Holy Pearl.

Especially after being played by the Master of Good Cause, it is even more powerful and unmatched.

Every Buddha image is almost the same as a real person, and the whole body is like a golden body, and every aura has reached the realm of emptiness.

They either carry a Buddha fork, or are wrapped around a long dragon, or are holding a jade bottle. After the appearance, the Sanskrit song has sounded, adding to the solemn atmosphere.

As soon as Mr. Miaobi's phantom was broken, the Buddha holding the long dragon was already photographed with a palm.

The blue dragon wrapped around him roared, turned into a dragon, and flew towards Song Qingxiao with its teeth and claws.

‘Oh-’

As soon as the silver wolf sensed the dragon's breath, his whole body shook with long hairs, and he rushed towards Master Shancai without fear.

The appearance of these Buddha statues is controlled by the master of good cause, as long as the old monk who is the source is killed, everything can be solved by itself.

Fierce gleams in its eyes, showing strong hostility-everyone who opposes Song Qingxiao should die!

Song Qingxiao knotted his hands and called out a ‘bing’ order to meet the Buddha's palm.

Zhu Tian turned into a golden rainbow, flew out from Song Qing's small eyebrows, turned into a golden dragon, and wrapped around the arrogant blue dragon.

Although both are in the shape of dragons, the blue dragon has only its shape and no god. Even if it looks vicious, it is like a paper tiger.

On the contrary, the little golden dragon soul in Zhu Tian was born of true blue blood.

Its bloodline, soul breath, and aura are all great monsters that only existed in the ancient Chaos Period.

Once this world appeared, the Qinglong suddenly stiffened.

When the two dragons met, the blue dragon swam through the clouds, tearing at each other, and uttering long and thunderous moans.

Not long after, a large amount of cyan dragon blood was spilled like a pouring rain, and the blue dragon roared hoarsely like an old cow, and the appearance of defeat gradually emerged.

On the contrary, the golden dragon is full of vigor, with a faint thunder light on his body.

The previous thunder tribulation brought Zhu Tian to the rank of Xuantian Supreme Treasure and also benefited Little Golden Dragon.

"Sure enough, steady!"

Mr. Miaobi knotted his hands and wrote a secret order.

After the infusion of spiritual power, the Qinglong momentum became fierce, and once again became entangled with the golden dragon.

The attacks of the Buddha statues transformed by the golden rosary came one after another, and Song Qingxiao finally had to take out the seven-star sword of the Big Dipper given by the Heavenly One Gate, and penetrate the spiritual power in.

This sword seals the souls of the seven powerhouses of Taoism, at least no less than a powerhouse in the Void Realm, plus the presence of a clear Taoist commander and others on the scene, the strength will be doubled, at least enough to temporarily stop two Buddha statues, Allow her to get away temporarily.

The copper coin sword flew into the air, forming the Big Dipper array, the shadows of seven Taoists, and intercepting several Buddha statues.

"Be given to heaven, control all beings!"

After strengthening the strength of Qinglong with the nine-character secret order, Mr. Miaobi chanted the mantra again and made another seal:

"The chaos is on, the real dragon is born!"

While he was chanting the spell, the five nine-character secret orders in Song Qing's body began to tremble crazily, as if feeling the attraction of the same orders.

At the moment the spell sound of Miaobi fell, a lot of spiritual energy was evacuated from his body, and his face quickly became extremely white.

At the same time, a clear dragon sounded through the earth, and its breath was similar to that of Xiaojin, which made the world change its color.

‘Boom! ’

There was thunder in the air, and dark clouds gathered again.

A black shadow pressed against the top, as if an ancient strange beast came back to the earth.

‘Ka! ’

Lightning pierced the sky, illuminating an incomparable black shadow in the clouds.

Through the gaps in the clouds, you can see the shiny huge scales, as well as the sound of jets that seem to be nothing.

The sound of the jet was mixed with the sound of Jin Ge, which was extremely depressing.

An incomparably large black claw stretched out from mid-air, and grabbed Maitreya's head which was transformed by the word'bing'.

This is the ancient true dragon summoned by Mr. Miaobi through his lifelong cultivation. It comes from the Primordial Chaos and is a truly fully mature body.

Even if Mr. Miaobi's power is limited, he can't completely summon such a behemoth's real body, and can only summon a shadow, a claw, and a breath, but even so, the oppression it brings is exceptionally amazing.

Song Qing's little spiritual power was already low, and most of the gifts left by Su Wu had been consumed once again during the coercion of Mr. Miaobi who had summoned the stars before.

At this time, seeing this dragon claw grabbed ~lightnovelpub.net~ with the power of ruining the world, which is not what she can match at this time.

‘Boom Rumble—’

The boundless demon gas irrigated down, the ground was fractured inch by inch, and a giant dragon claw burnt mark appeared out of thin air.

In the darkness, Song Qingxiao was already in danger.

The treasure in her hand, Zhu Tian was entangled, the silver wolf was fighting against the good cause, even after the promotion, Qing Ming Ling was definitely not the enemy of the dragon in front of him.

Under the heavy pressure, Maitreya's golden body was shattered, and the black cloud was overwhelming, and she was about to kill her.

Even when she was at the peak of her strength, she showed the body of Nuwa, she might not be able to hold this true dragon's grasp.

Not to mention that she fought several battles at this time, and the only little spiritual power left was under this demon gas, and it was completely vulnerable.

At this moment, she seemed to think of something, summoning the Taihao Tianshu that she had grabbed from Dongqin Wuwo that day in Shenzhuang, and held it in her palm.