900 Old ancestor Si Hong
At this moment, Sihong hanrong was using the body of song qiongzi that Sihong Miaoli had disguised as.
As her white robe fluttered, the delicate and beautiful female cultivator’s expression was calm. Her soft hands were not gaudy at all, and her slender white fingertips were still slightly pink, looking harmless at her.
However, at the same time, the space in the entire vacuum spiritifying formation seemed to freeze instantly. The white hand seemed to grab from the sky, covering the sky and the sun. The entire formation was like a toy in the palm of the hand, unable to withstand a single blow!
The four female cultivators had already helped each other to hide in a corner, but they still felt a great pressure that descended and wanted to crush them into powder. Their instincts warned them that they were facing an unprecedented crisis. However, when faced with this hand, they did not even have the slightest thought of resisting. They were completely dumbstruck and could only sit and wait for death.
PEI Ling frowned. The four fingers of his right hand formed a blade and chopped forward slightly.
Shua!
The saber Qi rolled out like a river, and the blood color filled the entire field of vision.
The incomparably sharp saber intent instantly broke through the frozen space. Although the remaining power was greatly reduced, it continued to slash towards Sihong Miaoli’s arm.
Si Hong Han was slightly surprised. Just as she was about to make a move, her cultivation aura suddenly dropped by a notch. At the same time, she was stunned and forgot what her next step was.
However, he was the ancestor of the Sihong clan after all, so he quickly reacted.
Immediately after, he controlled Sihong Miaoli’s right hand to raise forward. A Blood Shield engraved with complicated patterns instantly appeared, blocking the blade Qi.
BOOM!
The saber and the shield collided. The blood Shield was intact and did not move, but the remaining saber Qi suddenly shattered. The scattered saber intent instantly filled the entire formation.
And at this moment, Sihong Miaoli conjured a spell with her hand.
The moment the spell was formed, PEI Ling and the four female cultivators ‘blood started to boil uncontrollably, as if they would explode and die at any moment!
PEI Ling did not hesitate at all. A thick and solid darkness surged out from his body. With a flick of his finger, he wrapped himself into a pitch-black shadow and immediately isolated Si Hong hanrong’s spell technique.
Immediately after, he quickly attacked. Hundreds of blood-colored blade Qi that were compressed to the extreme slashed towards Sihong Miaoli’s limbs, but he deliberately avoided her vital parts.
At the same time, PEI Ling split out four rays of darkness and wrapped around the four female cultivators who were prostrating on the ground and on the verge of death, removing Si Hong hanrong’s blood path technique.
Si Hong hanrong’s expression was ice-cold as she cast another spell. Her left hand clenched forward, and a huge blood prison appeared out of thin air, trapping all of PEI Ling’s saber Qi within.
But then, with a tooth-numbing ” crack ” sound, the blood prison was quickly covered in cracks …
Swoosh Swoosh Swoosh …
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the time it took for a spark to fly off a Flint, the two sides had exchanged no less than a hundred moves!
The void spiritifying formation trembled and tiny cracks appeared on the formation base from time to time, but it held on and did not collapse.
Be it PEI Ling or Si Hong hanrong, they controlled their power and did not let the power of their attacks spread outside of this underground space.
The four female cultivators were more and more shocked as they watched the two of them fight in this narrow space.
Junior Sister song’s aura was extremely terrifying. The cultivation she displayed had far exceeded the other party’s realm. Furthermore, she had used all sorts of strange spells that they had never heard of or seen before.
As for the Holy Son, he seemed to be even more powerful than Junior Sister Song!
The four female cultivators had already retreated to a corner of the array. With the protection of the array walls, they were able to minimize the area of impact to the greatest extent. At the same time, they used all kinds of life-saving means. However, every time the aftermath swept by, there would be a few flashes of saber Qi that would help them shake off the power of the battle.
After a few times, although the four female cultivators didn’t know what the Holy Son of the Zhong gang sect was up to, they were slightly relieved.
At that moment, Lin hanyan transmitted a message to her companions, ” the person who controlled Junior Sister Song has a cold and ancient tone, and his cultivation is amazing. It’s very likely that he’s an old ancestor of the heavy iron sect. The Zhongyan sect’s Holy Son called him ‘senior Sihong’, so he’s most likely the ancestor of the Fuguang Sihong clan.”
the Holy Son of the Zhong gang sect has already reached the mid divine transformation realm! Chen jingmeng’s expression was one of shock. I heard that he became the Holy Son not long ago …
it’s impossible! Zhao Juanjuan guessed. he might have obtained some kind of great opportunity or fortune. Otherwise, it’s unlikely that he’s still on par with an elder ancestor at his age!
“No!” Shen yinchen had already put on an outer robe that her companion had handed to her. She clutched the lapels of the clothes to cover her body as she watched the battle intently. She quickly transmitted her voice to him, ” his saber intent is stronger than my sword intent! In fact, even senior brother ning’s sword intent didn’t give me such a strong sense of oppression.”
this saber intent can’t be comprehended with just a few opportunities.
he must have cultivated hard day and night. In addition, he has extraordinary talent and comprehension. That’s why he was able to have an idea and master it!
let’s not talk about the saint’s character and conduct. He must have put in a lot of hard work for his cultivation base.
or rather, with his age, I’m afraid that he has been studying and training hard since he entered the Dao when he was young. He has never slacked off!
Lin hanyan had always hated demonic cultivators, and after hearing this, she could not help but sigh, ” “Not bad! If one isn’t strong-willed and indomitable, one can’t comprehend such saber intent!”
Zhao Juanjuan bit her lip slightly and quickly transmitted her voice, ” let’s wait and see. No matter how notorious the Zhong gang sect’s Holy Son was before, he’s trying to protect us now. If there’s a chance later, we’ll attack together and give him a hand!
“If that’s the case, we might be able to save Junior Sister Song,”
Lin hanyan and the other two immediately agreed.
The four female cultivators ‘minds were connected, and they took out their strongest cards almost at the same time. They observed the battle nervously, ready to attack at any time.
Boom boom boom …
The blood-colored saber Qi swept across the entire area. The saber intent was like an ocean, surging and roaring. It seemed to be endless as it shattered Si Hong hanrong’s various means.
Seeing that she was unable to take down PEI Ling and was slowly losing ground, Si Hong hanrong immediately became suspicious.
There was something wrong with PEI Ling’s strength!
Sihong Miaoli’s cultivation was only at the nascent Soul Stage.
But now, his own power had also arrived. Even a late divine transformation realm cultivator wouldn’t be able to last more than ten moves against him, let alone the Holy Son who was only at the mid divine transformation realm!
But now, after thousands of moves, the Holy Son still had the energy to care about the four pseudo Dao female cultivators!
Even a ninth tribulation divine transformation realm expert couldn’t possibly reach this level!
BOOM!
At this moment, PEI Ling suddenly struck out with his palm, forcing Si Hong to retreat.
“Senior Si Hong, it seems like you can’t take me away,” he said indifferently.
After saying that, the aura around him suddenly became extremely strong.
The darkness rolled and in an instant, it devoured the entire array …
900 Old ancestor Si Hong
At this moment, Sihong hanrong was using the body of song qiongzi that Sihong Miaoli had disguised as.
As her white robe fluttered, the delicate and beautiful female cultivator’s expression was calm. Her soft hands were not gaudy at all, and her slender white fingertips were still slightly pink, looking harmless at her.
However, at the same time, the space in the entire vacuum spiritifying formation seemed to freeze instantly. The white hand seemed to grab from the sky, covering the sky and the sun. The entire formation was like a toy in the palm of the hand, unable to withstand a single blow!
The four female cultivators had already helped each other to hide in a corner, but they still felt a great pressure that descended and wanted to crush them into powder. Their instincts warned them that they were facing an unprecedented crisis. However, when faced with this hand, they did not even have the slightest thought of resisting. They were completely dumbstruck and could only sit and wait for death.
PEI Ling frowned. The four fingers of his right hand formed a blade and chopped forward slightly.
Shua!
The saber Qi rolled out like a river, and the blood color filled the entire field of vision.
The incomparably sharp saber intent instantly broke through the frozen space. Although the remaining power was greatly reduced, it continued to slash towards Sihong Miaoli’s arm.
Si Hong Han was slightly surprised. Just as she was about to make a move, her cultivation aura suddenly dropped by a notch. At the same time, she was stunned and forgot what her next step was.
However, he was the ancestor of the Sihong clan after all, so he quickly reacted.
Immediately after, he controlled Sihong Miaoli’s right hand to raise forward. A Blood Shield engraved with complicated patterns instantly appeared, blocking the blade Qi.
BOOM!
The saber and the shield collided. The blood Shield was intact and did not move, but the remaining saber Qi suddenly shattered. The scattered saber intent instantly filled the entire formation.
And at this moment, Sihong Miaoli conjured a spell with her hand.
The moment the spell was formed, PEI Ling and the four female cultivators ‘blood started to boil uncontrollably, as if they would explode and die at any moment!
PEI Ling did not hesitate at all. A thick and solid darkness surged out from his body. With a flick of his finger, he wrapped himself into a pitch-black shadow and immediately isolated Si Hong hanrong’s spell technique.
Immediately after, he quickly attacked. Hundreds of blood-colored blade Qi that were compressed to the extreme slashed towards Sihong Miaoli’s limbs, but he deliberately avoided her vital parts.
At the same time, PEI Ling split out four rays of darkness and wrapped around the four female cultivators who were prostrating on the ground and on the verge of death, removing Si Hong hanrong’s blood path technique.
Si Hong hanrong’s expression was ice-cold as she cast another spell. Her left hand clenched forward, and a huge blood prison appeared out of thin air, trapping all of PEI Ling’s saber Qi within.
But then, with a tooth-numbing ” crack ” sound, the blood prison was quickly covered in cracks …
Swoosh Swoosh Swoosh …
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the time it took for a spark to fly off a Flint, the two sides had exchanged no less than a hundred moves!
The void spiritifying formation trembled and tiny cracks appeared on the formation base from time to time, but it held on and did not collapse.
Be it PEI Ling or Si Hong hanrong, they controlled their power and did not let the power of their attacks spread outside of this underground space.
The four female cultivators were more and more shocked as they watched the two of them fight in this narrow space.
Junior Sister song’s aura was extremely terrifying. The cultivation she displayed had far exceeded the other party’s realm. Furthermore, she had used all sorts of strange spells that they had never heard of or seen before.
As for the Holy Son, he seemed to be even more powerful than Junior Sister Song!
The four female cultivators had already retreated to a corner of the array. With the protection of the array walls, they were able to minimize the area of impact to the greatest extent. At the same time, they used all kinds of life-saving means. However, every time the aftermath swept by, there would be a few flashes of saber Qi that would help them shake off the power of the battle.
After a few times, although the four female cultivators didn’t know what the Holy Son of the Zhong gang sect was up to, they were slightly relieved.
At that moment, Lin hanyan transmitted a message to her companions, ” the person who controlled Junior Sister Song has a cold and ancient tone, and his cultivation is amazing. It’s very likely that he’s an old ancestor of the heavy iron sect. The Zhongyan sect’s Holy Son called him ‘senior Sihong’, so he’s most likely the ancestor of the Fuguang Sihong clan.”
the Holy Son of the Zhong gang sect has already reached the mid divine transformation realm! Chen jingmeng’s expression was one of shock. I heard that he became the Holy Son not long ago …
it’s impossible! Zhao Juanjuan guessed. he might have obtained some kind of great opportunity or fortune. Otherwise, it’s unlikely that he’s still on par with an elder ancestor at his age!
“No!” Shen yinchen had already put on an outer robe that her companion had handed to her. She clutched the lapels of the clothes to cover her body as she watched the battle intently. She quickly transmitted her voice to him, ” his saber intent is stronger than my sword intent! In fact, even senior brother ning’s sword intent didn’t give me such a strong sense of oppression.”
this saber intent can’t be comprehended with just a few opportunities.
he must have cultivated hard day and night. In addition, he has extraordinary talent and comprehension. That’s why he was able to have an idea and master it!
let’s not talk about the saint’s character and conduct. He must have put in a lot of hard work for his cultivation base.
or rather, with his age, I’m afraid that he has been studying and training hard since he entered the Dao when he was young. He has never slacked off!
Lin hanyan had always hated demonic cultivators, and after hearing this, she could not help but sigh, ” “Not bad! If one isn’t strong-willed and indomitable, one can’t comprehend such saber intent!”
Zhao Juanjuan bit her lip slightly and quickly transmitted her voice, ” let’s wait and see. No matter how notorious the Zhong gang sect’s Holy Son was before, he’s trying to protect us now. If there’s a chance later, we’ll attack together and give him a hand!
“If that’s the case, we might be able to save Junior Sister Song,”
Lin hanyan and the other two immediately agreed.
The four female cultivators ‘minds were connected, and they took out their strongest cards almost at the same time. They observed the battle nervously, ready to attack at any time.
Boom boom boom …
The blood-colored saber Qi swept across the entire area. The saber intent was like an ocean, surging and roaring. It seemed to be endless as it shattered Si Hong hanrong’s various means.
Seeing that she was unable to take down PEI Ling and was slowly losing ground, Si Hong hanrong immediately became suspicious.
There was something wrong with PEI Ling’s strength!
Sihong Miaoli’s cultivation was only at the nascent Soul Stage.
But now, his own power had also arrived. Even a late divine transformation realm cultivator wouldn’t be able to last more than ten moves against him, let alone the Holy Son who was only at the mid divine transformation realm!
But now, after thousands of moves, the Holy Son still had the energy to care about the four pseudo Dao female cultivators!
Even a ninth tribulation divine transformation realm expert couldn’t possibly reach this level!
BOOM!
At this moment, PEI Ling suddenly struck out with his palm, forcing Si Hong to retreat.
“Senior Si Hong, it seems like you can’t take me away,” he said indifferently.
After saying that, the aura around him suddenly became extremely strong.
The darkness rolled and in an instant, it devoured the entire array …
