The index finger and middle finger of Xiao Jinwu's left hand traced the red feather whip. Every inch the fingertips passed, the black flint that exuded scorching heat turned over one by one, revealing the golden basalt mineral essence. The fingertips were wiped to the tip of the whip.

, the red feather whip turned into a two-foot-six-inch, four-edged hard gold whip.

His limbs suddenly broke apart, and red-gold flames immediately burst out from his body. As he jumped up, the golden whip and flames passed in a bright straight line.

Fudan was shocked. He had seen this move in the battle between gods and demons!

The golden light suddenly paused, suddenly falling down, erupting with an even more powerful momentum, as if a huge meteorite fell from the sky, setting off countless layers of bright light waves, forming a huge funnel as it fell, leaving the remaining mist in the sky.

The hole opened by this light wave is getting bigger and bigger, as if it is going to be completely pierced.

The giant hand underneath also continued to expand, becoming twice the original size, and then split into two. Two giant hands of the same size as the original gathered together with one hand holding the sword secret, and the other hand holding it empty, which was extremely weird.

The light wave brought by the golden light is like a giant diamond, drilling straight into those giant gray and black hands. The battle between light and darkness is right now!

Zhiying's heart was in her throat. It was difficult for her to deal with a giant hand, but now it was doubled. Even though Little Golden Crow's cultivation was stronger than hers, he had the True Fire of the Sun and the many magic weapons given to him by Emperor Donghua to protect him.

She still couldn't help but worry about her body.

Damn it! She still has three meridians that have not been dredged.

The dazzling light reflected the sky as bright as day, but the giant hand below remained unmoved at all. The fingers holding the sword formula held the red feather whip steadily, as if it was holding a spinning top.

All the spiritual power was poured into the Red Feather Whip, and Little Golden Crow clenched his teeth. The veins on his face covered by flames gradually popped out, and every inch of his skin shone with golden light, as if something was about to burst out of his body.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's bad! Xihe was proud all his life, but his descendants are so bad!" The tone of disappointment and contempt was thicker than the fog, and it was full of deep sarcasm and ridicule.

Little Golden Crow had never experienced such humiliation before. He almost squeezed out from the gap between his teeth: "Who are you? Why should you judge this god?" Intensifying the offensive, Akabane took a step forward.

The giant hand lowered a little, and the voice said with a "haha" smile: "This looks a little bit like it, but it's a pity that it's only a little bit."

As if he didn't want to play with the prey anymore, the giant hand he held in his virtual hand struck at the little Golden Crow who was fighting fiercely, silently, but containing majestic power.

Xiao Jinwu had already used all his strength to fight against the giant hand holding the sword formula, and had no time to deflect the fist that hit him.

Fudan plucked the strings, and a string of cool music flowed out like a clear spring in the snow-capped mountains. It was clear and ethereal, as if a mermaid was singing, and turned into a colorless but bewitching soft horse, wrapping around the giant hand held empty.

hand.

The movement of the giant hand hitting Little Golden Crow was slightly sluggish, and the strange voice was slightly surprised: "Eh? Bailian Zhizhi? Someone from the Yun Clan is here too?"

Fu Dan remained silent. When Zhi Ying, who was working on dredging the last meridian in the distance, heard this sentence, he was secretly wondering. It is true that Bailian Finger Winding is a spell of the Yun Clan, but what did that person say to Fu Dan? Just now Fu Dan

Dan is clearly using a sonic attack!

No one answered her, and the giant hand that was held in vain was restrained by Fudan. Little Jinwu did not add any other pressure for the time being, and concentrated on dealing with the giant hand of the sword technique.

The male and female voice sighed: "I didn't expect that after so many vicissitudes of life, the world has changed, I can still see the descendants of the old friend. Although it is not a great success, it is..." From the beginning to the end, there was no threat at all.

The feeling of tension and urgency seems to be the feeling of gratitude and joy of meeting old friends and juniors after many years.

But the sound stopped abruptly. Above the rolling fog, a white figure stood alone. The fluttering robe was like the spread wings of a crane, suppressing all the dense fog.

The moment Xiao Jinwu saw her, he was surprised and angry, mixed with a hint of unreasonable joy. He shouted to Zhiying: "Let's go!"

Zhiying glanced at him, then flipped her palm, and a palm-sized square seal with a colorful cloud as a button fell on her palm. She raised her fingers lightly, making the square seal hang leisurely in front of her.

She looked solemn and devout as if she was completing some ritual. She made a flower-like shape with her hands, then stretched them to both sides, converging at the top of her head, releasing gorgeous and magnificent multi-colored lights. Spiritual energy continued to flow into her hands, and the colorful lights continued to flow into her hands.

The light suddenly surged, engulfing Zhiying's entire body and shooting further away.

Little Golden Crow's heart was shocked. He knew clearly what this square seal meant. The seal held by the Shadow Goddess not only represented the identity, but also could reach the purest level of spiritual power, and at the same time absorb the caster as the original source.

The powerful cloud makes its power to purify the three poisons more pure.

She wanted to use her original power as a sacrifice to purify the murderous evil energy in these two giant hands, so that he could successfully subdue them!

How could she do this?!

Little Jinwu bit his lips to prevent himself from making a sound. He was afraid that if he couldn't hold it back, he would rush forward, ruin what she wanted to do, make her hate him, and make her fall into more danger with him.

situation.

He could only hold the red feather whip tightly with both hands and gather more spiritual power to hold down the giant sword hand.

In the light, Weaver Ying put his hands on his chest and resolutely pushed towards the rotating square seal hanging in front of him. The square seal released an even more beautiful and dazzling colorful light. From top to bottom, the words at the bottom of the square seal were

Full of colorful lights.

"Huh? Why is there still a Yun Clan?" The voice sounded again, with doubts in it.

At this moment, Zhiying could only see the square seal in front of her that had been with her for more than six hundred years, and she suddenly shouted: "Ji! Seal!"

A huge "shadow" with colorful lights suddenly printed on the restless dark clouds and mist below.

"Rumble" a long sound and a heart-rending scream rushed into the sky.

The giant hand that was sluggishly held by the fingers of Bailian was completely penetrated by the word "shadow", and the deep black color was thoroughly washed by the colorful light from beginning to end. When the word "shadow" emerged from the giant hand

When the bottom came out, the entire empty hand turned into white and soft curls of white clouds, exuding a holy and pure atmosphere.

Zhi Ying's eyes flashed with tears. She shook her head violently, warning herself that the matter had not been completely resolved. The spiritual power in her body surged out with her thoughts and gathered in her hands. After being washed by the shadow print, a huge one came out again.

The word "shadow".

"Ji! Seal!"

The word "shadow" flew out and hit the giant flower-carrying hand below the little golden crow. Another scream was heard, and the dark clouds and mist were purified into pure white clouds.

Little Golden Crow took advantage of the situation and swung his red feather whip, splitting Bai Yun apart with one whip, so that he could no longer stir up trouble, and at the same time vented his anger on himself and Weaver Shadow.

When he saw her completely scattering the two white clouds, Zhi Ying let out a long sigh of relief, finally letting go of his heart that was in his throat, and his body also fell sharply without any strength.
Chapter completed!