From the space ring, to the holy blood entering the belly.
It's obviously just the most sparse and ordinary means, the shortest distance.
But this distance has become out of reach under the influence of pupil power.
I'm afraid no one would have thought that the space ring, which is usually the most convenient for storing items, would actually become a forbidden treasure house like a decoration under this pupil technique.
Xu Xiaoshou could already predict that the other treasures on Jiang Xian's body should also be completely disabled in this way.
Tonight.
This guy seems to be alone. He can only rely on the immortal status of a semi-saint descendant and use his meager cultivation to defeat two great slayers!
"Ahem..."
Obviously, even Zhan Dao cannot bear the price of using his pupil power to directly destroy the semi-saint essence and blood full of holy power.
The green-robed masked man wiped away the blood spurting from his eyes and mouth, and sighed in a low voice: "The third drop of holy blood, this guy is really rich..."
"Are you okay?" The masked man in the red dress asked with concern.
"It's okay, but this guy keeps the holy statue, so we have to guard against his back tricks..." There was a gloom on the face of the man in the green robe mask, "Lord Huangquan told me, it depends on whether it can be done or not.
That moment."
"There is no time. The battle must be resolved as soon as possible. Someone is already here!" At this time, the man in the red dress and mask began to shake his head.
Neither of them said much.
But obviously, they have the same concerns.
Xu Xiaoshou could not intercept this audio transmission.
What he can do is just disappear in front of Zhan Dao, rather than truly possessing the ability to defeat Zhan Dao.
Hidden in the tree trunks, it disappeared at this moment, which was really frightening.
Xu Xiaoshou didn't even dare to pay too much attention to the two slashing paths, as he was afraid of triggering the other party's whim.
But looking at the whole scene, he was taking stock of the situation all the time.
"Flower Fairy Eyes..."
According to what Jiang Xian said, what this hypothesis book possesses should be the Flower Fairy Eyes, which are the ultimate in illusion, and are also the source of the illusion formation here.
This pair of eyes is already very difficult to bear.
However, the one with fake tears also has a pair of extremely terrifying eyes!
Then, what is it?
"Cross Eyes?!"
At this moment, Jiang Xian seemed to have gone through many verifications and finally saw through the eyes that were always hidden by the fake tears.
After reacting at this moment, he was already a little frightened.
"The cross-shaped pupils have the power of 'cross-destruction'."
"This kind of power, even the holy power, can be destroyed on the spot. The price you need to pay is just longevity..."
"You, how come there is?"
Jiang Xian panicked.
He did not know all of the Lei family pupils recorded in "Tianxia Pupil Technique", after all, they had been lost.
But he had heard a thing or two about "cross-shaped pupils"!
Even during the heyday of the Taixu Lei family, they couldn't even produce a pair of these things. How could the person in front of me have one?
"Flower fairy eyes, cross pupils..."
Jiang Xian was stunned for a moment and then realized: "In addition to my Sanyan pupils, you are collecting the pupils of the Lei family. What you are eyeing is the power of the Taixu Lei family!"
"That's really smart~" The man in the red dress and mask chuckled, turning his delicate hands around, as if he was already building momentum and didn't intend to say more.
Jiang Xian was even more panicked: "Impossible! Are you crazy? I don't believe you don't know why the Lei family was destroyed, so how dare you collect..."
"Aren't you also looking for it?" the hypothetical storyteller interrupted with a question.
"I'm different!" Jiang Xian stepped back repeatedly, "I'm Jiang just because..."
In the chaos, he finally found a trace of his initial calmness and hurriedly stopped.
However, this time, because of his calmness, the scene seemed even more terrifying.
There are two great slayers, each possessing "Flower Immortal Eyes", "Cross Different Eyes" and other pupil powers that only exist in legends.
The origins of the two masked men in front of me are definitely not simple!
Are people like this afraid of the identity of a semi-saint successor...
meeting!
It can be seen that they are also afraid!
But the legend of the immortal descendants of the semi-saint has become less absolute in front of these two people!
Jiang Xian looked around.
However, at this time, it was really time for him to find someone to support him.
However, they found that not only was there no one around them, but even the support that Jiang Qi and Jiang Si should have called for failed to arrive.
Those two have disappeared since the opening scene...
"Who are you?" Jiang Xian lowered his voice, his face already as pale as paper.
"Holy slave~" The power in the hand of the hypothetical writer seemed to take shape.
Jiang Xian bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself not to tremble: "Half-Saint Jiang, do you really dare to move? Are you really not afraid of the revenge of our Semi-Saints?"
"Half-Saint of your clan? He probably doesn't know yet~"
"Do you think it's possible? Our half-saints, like the eyes of the great avenue, can see into the five realms!"
"He won't be so bored that he stares at you all the time..."
Before the storyteller finished speaking, Jiang Xian suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Jiang... poof!"
As soon as the word "ginger" came out of his mouth, blood spurted out from his mouth, and what disappeared was his tongue.
at the same time.
The accessories on Jiang Xian's body, such as necklaces, rings, belts, jade pendants, etc., all exploded!
Bang bang sound.
If thunder exploded from Jiang Xian's body, he would be covered in bruises.
Among the waves of spiritual mist that rose up due to the explosion of defensive spiritual weapons, some contained full Dao charm, and some even contained traces of holy power.
But without exception, they were all shattered!
"Nirvana..."
In the disappeared state, Xu Xiaoshou could clearly feel the confrontation at that moment.
The second half of Jiang Xian's sentence was actually silenced by the man in the green robe mask because he wanted to say it out loud.
But obviously, directly silencing the sound is useless.
Therefore, the choice of the man in the green robe mask was to completely erase the existence of Jiang Xian's tongue the moment he spoke!
What followed was a series of protective mechanisms for defensive spiritual weapons.
But……
Under the cross eyes, even if some of these defensive spiritual weapons contain holy power, they are all unable to withstand it.
"What did he want to say? Ginger?"
Xu Xiao was shocked.
What shocked him was the extraordinary reflexes of those fake tears.
This cutting technique is not only powerful in cultivation, but also has amazing eye power.
What's more, he seems to have anticipated all of Jiang Xian's back-up moves, and stopped his actions as soon as the other party showed a tendency to take action.
Simply terrible!
While the man in the green robe mask wiped away the blood and tears from his eyes again, the man in the red dress mask could no longer delay.
The Zhan Dao power in his hand has gathered into two white balls of light, completely submerging them in his hands, like catching two rounds of scorching white sun.
"To call a semi-saint by his name is disrespectful to a saint~"
After a sneer, the man in the red dress and mask took action while Jiang Xian was in a daze, spurting out blood after being affected.
He waved his hands forward, and the white light ball in his hand turned into two beams, about to pierce into Jiang Xian's drooping head.
White light shines.
White light shines in the world.
Tianqi Forest was directly lit up in white at this moment.
Xu Xiaoshou could even feel the power similar to Jiang Xian's holy blood from this white beam. He originally thought that Jiang Xian would die.
But in this moment of crisis.
Jiang Xian, who was repeatedly vomiting blood and unable to speak clearly, raised his eyes towards the white beam of light.
The light that was enough to light up the night did not make him shy at all.
On the contrary, on that ferocious and desperate face, the three gray flowers in Sanyan's eyes turned around at a speed that was extremely slow.
The person wearing the red dress and mask should be eye-catching.
Then it must act on the target.
And the light beam has to act on the eyes.
His eyes will inevitably follow him.
This is Sanyantong's opportunity.
"Change hole!"
Jiang Xian's low level of cultivation could not prevent Jiang Xian from forcibly displaying the ultimate ability of Sanyan Pupil: Turning Mind hole against the Dao-killing master in the distance.
This kind of power that controls human souls is beyond the realm of heaven.
Even the realm of cultivation will affect the control effect, and it can also be like a man in a green robe mask using his cross pupils to forcefully resist the holy power.
It can be offset by paying some price.
Brush it.
The white beam of light stopped for an instant before it penetrated Sanyan's eyes, and was only a hair's breadth away from Jiang Xianzhi's face.
However, Jiang Xian, who suddenly turned gray and had the face of an old man, had the power of turning his Sanyan pupils to immediately act on the fairy eyes of the man in a red dress and mask in the distance who dared to look directly into his eyes.
The white light in the hands of the masked man in the red dress suddenly weakened, his eyes became empty for an instant, and he began to mutter something in a daze.
"Yama……"
One side.
Almost the moment Jiang Xian used the Turning Intention Kong, the man in the green robe mask moved.
He pulled out the spiritual sword in his hand and slashed it horizontally.
The sword light tore through the night and instantly emerged from Jiang Xian's neck.
"boom!"
"Bang!"
However, at this moment, loud noises exploded from the position of Jiang Xian's neck and the area behind him that was cut open by the sword energy.
But there was not even a trace of blood color.
The man in the green robe mask looked stunned and suddenly realized something.
"icon……"
Yes.
This is holy power!
With Zhan Dao's casual blow, Jiang Xian's physical body, which was completely exploded by the protective spiritual weapon alone, was unable to withstand it at all.
But at this moment, Jiang Xian continued to work on the Sanyan eyes of the man in the red dress mask and refused to let go, and white mist rose up from his body with the sword.
A cloud of white mist.
Xu Xiaoshou, who was hiding behind the battlefield, could not help but tremble in his calves.
At this moment, as he stared at the white mist in front of him, he felt guilty as he bowed his head in repentance, as if he had blasphemed the gods with his eyes.
He even began to feel like kneeling down and paying homage.
However, how similar are these scenes to the illusion of "swallowing mountains and rivers" at that time?
Almost as soon as his mood changed, Xu Xiaoshou's aura surged upward, pushing aside the terrifying power erupting from Jiang Xian's body, and he stood up straight.
Xu Xiaoshou, who was at the rear of the battlefield and was not the center or the focus, could do this.
The man in the green robe and mask in the bureau couldn't do it at all.
As soon as the white mist rose, his kneecap shattered with a bang, and his entire calf was wiped off.
The moment his lower body disappeared, even if he tried his best to raise his head, he was still under the terrifying pressure of the white mist of the icon, and his head was pressed deeply into the ground as if it was about to crack.
"Boom boom boom——"
The land for several miles around Tianqi Forest sank by more than ten feet at the same time amid the apocalyptic noise.
And at this time.
Even the holy statue has not yet begun to appear on Jiang Xian's body.
What comes out is just the white mist on the eve of the icon's appearance.
But that is holy power!
It is an irresistible factor that transcends heaven!
It is what only saints possess that is so invincible to the mortal world!
It is the sum total of all disasters, and it is the beginning of all new life, before chaos, after existence and non-existence, not in the five elements, not in the six paths.
This is the so-called "holy" person, who is superior to the world and inferior to God.
"Sage" refers to it on behalf of others, not "yes".
This is a kind of power that cannot be described in words. The common people use "holy" to refer to it, which means it is transcendent. But if you really want people to explain "holy", no one can explain it.
As soon as the icon appeared, the scene completely changed.
With only half of his body left in the earth, the man in the green robe and mask took all precautions, but he was still pressed into the earth.
The man in the red dress and mask, who was completely controlled by Sanyan's eyes and refused to bow his head in front of the saint, was shattering and dying bit by bit.
Naturally, Jiang Xian, the real body, cannot withstand such great power.
However, while his body was decaying, the white mist of the icon was healing him.
This is the power of blood, the confidence of the semi-saint's successor, and the last trump card to not be afraid of the final risk.
Xu Xiaoshou, who was in a disappeared state, was almost unable to bear it.
It wasn't until he suddenly woke up while gritting his teeth and resisting desperately that he realized that the "disappearance technique" was not invincible.
Holy power can affect him in the disappearing state.
But what he is enduring now is the mighty power of the Holy Path that was already weakened by the "disappearance technique" and is still part of the aftermath of the battle.
if……
How about facing it directly?
Xu Xiaoshou did not dare to continue his delusion.
At this moment, even though he gritted his teeth and held on, he was crushed into a hunched-backed shrimp by the rapidly rising power of the Holy Dao, and he couldn't even lift his head at all.
But it doesn't matter.
"Perception" still conveys distant images.
Although distorted and blurry.
But sometimes it's still clear.
Xu Xiaoshou could see Jiang Xian switching back and forth between pain and enjoyment, and knew that it was the interaction between the application of Holy Power and Holy Power treatment.
I also saw fake tears lining the small half of her body that was embedded in the ground and was almost cracked.
I even saw the hypothetical storyteller who was completely reduced to the last embers in the void...
"died?"
Xu Xiaoshou's hair stood on end.
Is this child's play?
You are the Dao Slayer!
Fighting and fighting, once the holy statue is opened, you will be gone?
King of Hell, how could you not be prepared for this move?
Isn't it the possible saint power of Jiang Xian that you have been wary of?
Xu Xiaoshou tried his best to see clearly what was going on inside the white mist of the icon, but there was nothing except a tall outline.
He seemed to see gods and demons with three heads and six arms, a Bodhisattva who sympathized with all living beings, or even an extremely ordinary old man...
Holy?
Is this Saint?
Before I could react, I had forgotten everything I had just seen.
"Is this the end?"
Xu Xiaoshou's thinking returned to the state of thinking in front of the icon without any lag.
Then this time, he saw a bit of bright red in the white mist of the icon.
"No, it's not over yet!"
In the picture transmitted through perception, the hypothetical scholar had obviously been controlled by Jiang Xian with his three-wear pupils, and died because he did not bow his head.
But at this moment, another hypothesis book appeared behind Jiang Xian!
"Jiang Xian, did you manipulate the wrong person?"
At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou's mind flashed with this thought.
No one can answer.
In the flash of lightning, when the second hypothesis book appeared, it was behind Jiang Xian.
His hands were covered with golden power, permeated with the flavor of time and space. It seemed that he was from another world, reaching out to block Jiang Xian's neck, so he was not affected by the holy power of this world.
Then he broke his hand.
"Click!"
Jiang Xian's neck twisted back 180 degrees, and Sanyan's eyes instantly lost focus, and his expression of pain and joy was also frozen in that moment.
Suppose the book face is very close, pressed against Jiang Xian's forehead.
His pair of enchanting flower fairy eyes bloomed with cherry blossoms, and with his hands holding the white beam of light, he fiercely penetrated Jiang Xian's eyes.
"ah--"
Screams started.
Time was frozen at this moment, and the night was dyed red.
I only heard a soft voice that was as ethereal as a mother coaxing a baby to sleep in another world, murmuring: