"Driving away!"

Ink stain, air waves are empty.

Protecting the old lady and retreating repeatedly, Qi Wensheng was extremely shocked, and the rebukes were very similar to the legendary words and Dharmas.

Wherever the sound wave passes, all kinds of dust, airflow, noise, and even light are trembling away from here!

boom!

The air waves were emptying, pushing the strong wind to blow the entire palace, attracting everyone to look at each other.

In the small courtyard not far away, the Yunni Taoist who was painting talismans at his desk was shocked and suddenly looked at the place where the sound waves came.

It was seen that the ink color covered the sky, and a lot of air waves spread rapidly, like avoiding ghosts and gods.

What vibrated his heart was the invisible aura that could only be perceived by the keenest spiritual sense.

"Supernatural powers, three levels!"

He suddenly stood up, and horror and incredibility flashed in Yunni's eyes.

Supernatural powers are far more difficult to practice than any Taoist martial arts. Even the master of supernatural powers who have been promoted to the ten capitals, only a small number of them can cultivate supernatural powers to the third level under the baptism of the sea of ​​laws.

The princess who used her magical powers clearly failed to achieve even ten!

"How is this possible?!"

Not only the Taoist Yunni, but also the many masters of magical powers and master-level warriors in the palace, were shocked by everyone who saw this scene.

The sky was steeply dark, the air waves were surging, and the hurricane was howling...

Such movements are simply earth-shaking, and they are not as high as ordinary people can reach.

What scared them even more was that many of them were quite familiar with this aura, which looked very similar to the aura when they were seriously injured and the princess was rescued.

This is……

"The princess's magical power?"

Yu Jing came very quickly.

Unlike others, although he was shocked, he vaguely guessed what was behind leaving this scene.

He felt nervous, and he made a quick decision, calling on all the masters in the royal palace to warn themselves and evacuate everyone in the backyard.

Except, the white dog that was full of hair exploded and was like facing a great enemy, and no one was allowed to approach.

"Aowoo!"

In the strong wind, the white dog grew in the wind. It was as big as a calf, and it instantly turned into the size of a house, making a threatening roar around.

Its spiritual sense was amazing, and it felt that its owner had reached an extremely critical moment. His eyes were bloody and red, and no one was allowed to get close.

Even Xiao Yangjian approached his only son, Little Slim Dog, and was blown out by the strong wind that it stirred up.

Yu Jing arrived in a hurry, and then his eyelids twitched and retreated.

Looking at the white dog that was roaring in the wind, he was shocked. Of course, he was familiar with the white dog, but he didn't expect that it was so powerful.

With his great master, he actually noticed the danger...

"Driving away!"

"Driving away!"

"Driving away!"

In the small courtyard, the air waves were roaring, and all kinds of altars were standing. Qin Si was wearing white clothes and her hair was tied with long hair.

He kept wandering among all kinds of altars and stepped on the turmoil and fought.

At this moment, only a few people could notice that the luck entrenched in the Northwest Prince's Mansion was surging towards her and blessings.

After not reaching the Ten Capitals, it is almost impossible for her to be promoted to the third level. In the past five years, she tried almost all the methods. The Sea of ​​Laws went away every seven days, but she still couldn't find the life map, let alone complete the ceremony.

But with her diligent supernatural powers and her continuous mastery of her own rank map, she vaguely found a way to break the deadlock.

‘The blue bird takes luck to take off!’

In my mind, there seemed to be a blue feather waving, and a noble blue bird stretched its wings in the fog and made a sound.

"Driving away!"

As the white clothes danced, Qin Si's sweat beads couldn't stop slid down, but she seemed to be unknown, her hands were undulating like butterflies piercing through the clouds, and she took pictures of her magical powers again and again.

Once, twice...

Ten times, twenty times...

Perhaps less than cup of tea was left before and after, and Qin Si stopped just when the entire backyard of the royal palace seemed to be covered in ink.

She retreated. Every time she took a step back, an altar burst, and nine steps were retreating in a row. The nine altars were then broken, turning into powder all over the sky, driven away by magical powers, and spreading out of the ink color.

But she herself suddenly stopped, and before the last altar, her hands were connected, her fingers spread open, and a lotus-like handprint was formed.

The ninety-nine magical powers that led her to induce her again and again, but never overflowed. The power of the ninety-nine magical powers that scattered were imprinted on,

Sitting cross-legged on the altar, his breath was exhausted, his flesh and blood was dry, like a mummy, Yang Yu, who had restrained all his energy, was above his eyebrows!

boom!

boom!

Rumble!

Qi and blood return to the inside, and the spirit and will return to the darkness. In the absolute silence, there seemed to be a sound of thunder, awakening Yang Yu's spiritual wisdom that had been silent for a long time.

Buzz!

The moment when the divine will return to the body, Yang Yu felt like falling from the ocean, as if he was flooded by an angry tide, like a small boat in the sea of ​​rage on a rainy day, which could be overturned at any time.

This is not water, nor the sea.

Instead, it is a sea of ​​essence, qi and blood that flows like rivers, lakes and seas!

This is the foundation of my mother who has been practicing for thousands of years!

The accumulated foundation over the years can make any master from ancient times to the present and shocked him.

It is enough to make any martial saint sigh.

The small boat is not a boat, but the foundation of Yang Yu’s twenty years of cultivation. The gap between the two is as big as a gap, but they are still at the same level, collide with each other and endure.

For five years, Yang Yu's restrained spirit and spirit were fighting against such a terrifying foundation, and it was always!

This is an unimaginable difficulty and hardship.

Five years have passed, and his spirit has turned from a ship to a small boat, and his qi and blood have exploded, but his essence is far better than before.

“It’s time…”

The thunder sounded like nothingness and rushed towards nothingness. Yang Yu listened in a moment and finally opened his eyes.

On the boat, the mist was hazy. It was the gathering of luck of the Northwest King, resisting and suppressing the invasion of the sea of ​​essence, qi and blood.

And the moment he opened his eyes, the mist dissipated, and then, the golden boat that represented the gathering of his energy and spirit was also flooded by the anger.

With the help of the rolling thunder sound, the sea of ​​blood is in reverse!

After twenty years of practice, it is a bit worse than others' practice for a hundred years. This has been confirmed by many battles with the Martial Saints in the past.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the past two years, he has been creating achievements and is also waiting for today.

It is precisely to turn harm into benefits, and to use this old woman who has practiced for three thousand years of energy, spirit, and blood to build her own martial arts foundation!

Hurry ~

The tides are surging, and the sea of ​​blood is boiling.

Like an angry living person, he felt a powerful threat and burst into a stunning wave.

Outside, Yang Yu's altar sitting cross-legged was trembling and moaning, and even cracking. His dry body was constantly filled with it, and the sound of blood flowing like a storm of waves almost penetrated his body.

It seemed to be about to shatter his blood vessels, but it was destroyed and crushed by the magical powers and qi mechanisms that were buried in his body again and again.

boom!

In nothingness, thunder descended on the sea of ​​blood.

The green light is like a waterfall, like a sky knife falling, tearing apart the sea of ​​blood, one, two, three...

It seems like it's been a long time, but it may only be a moment.

It seems like the boundless sea of ​​essence, qi and blood have been split by hundreds of crisscrossing green lights and divided into countless pieces of different sizes.

At the same time, Yang Yu finally burst into flames, with golden blood surging like a dragon in the abyss, pursing the boiling blood waves.

He could only fight against the complete sea of ​​blood, and there was almost no possibility of reverse infection, but under Qin Si's magical power, the cracked sea of ​​blood could not fight against him.

Soon, the bright golden color overcame the sea of ​​blood, one, two, three...

Collision, burning, melting...

Outside, Qin Si's face was as pale as paper, as if all the energy and spirit were pulled away in one wave, and blood flowed out of her seven orifices.
To be continued...