At this moment, Si Honghanrong was using the body of Song Qiongzi disguised by Si Hongmiaoli.

While her white robe was fluttering, the frail and beautiful female cultivator had a calm expression. She picked out the catkins without any fancy. Her slender white fingertips were slightly pink, and she looked as if she was harmless at all.

However, at the same time, within the entire vacuum spirit formation, the space seemed to freeze instantly. The plain hand seemed to be grabbed from the sky, covering the sky and the sun. It was majestic and vast. The entire formation was like a plaything in its palm, vulnerable to a single blow.

!

The four female nuns had helped each other and hid in the corner, but they still felt great pressure and wanted to crush them into powder. Their instincts warned them frantically, reminding them that they were facing an unprecedented crisis at this moment. However, they faced

Facing this hand, he had no idea of ​​resistance at all. He was dumbfounded and could only sit back and wait for death.

Pei Ling frowned, and the four fingers of his right hand formed a knife, and he slashed forward slightly.

brush!

The sword energy rolled out like a river, and blood filled the entire field of vision.

The unparalleled sharp sword intent instantly cut through the solidified space. Although the remaining force was greatly reduced, it continued to slash towards Si Hongmiaoli's arm.

Si Honghanrong was slightly surprised. Just as he was about to take action, his cultivation aura suddenly dropped. At the same time, he was stunned and forgot what he was going to do next.

However, since he was the ancestor of the Si Hong clan after all, he reacted quickly.

Immediately, the right hand controlling Si Hongmiaoli was raised forward, and a blood shield with intricate patterns appeared instantly, just enough to block the sword energy.

boom!!

The sword and shield struck each other. The blood shield was intact and unmoving, but the remaining sword energy suddenly shattered, and the scattered sword energy suddenly filled the entire formation.

At this moment, Si Hongmiaoli condensed a magic formula in his hand.

The moment the magic formula was formed, the blood in Pei Ling and the four female cultivators began to boil uncontrollably, and it seemed that they would explode and die at any time!

Pei Ling didn't hesitate at all, and darkness as thick as substance immediately surged out of his body. With a snap of his fingers, he wrapped himself into a dark shadow, immediately isolating Si Honghanrong's magic.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly took action, hundreds of blood-colored sword energy compressed to the extreme, slashing wildly at Si Hongmiaoli's limbs, but deliberately avoiding the opponent's vital points.

At the same time, Pei Ling separated out four beams of darkness, wrapped up the four female cultivators who were already lying on the ground, almost bleeding to death, and removed Si Honghanrong's blood method.

With a cold expression on his face, Si Honghanrong fired another spell, and then he held his left hand forward, and a huge blood prison appeared out of thin air, trapping all of Pei Ling's sword energy.

But then, with a heart-wrenching "click" sound, the blood prison was quickly filled with cracks...

Swish, brush, brush...

Boom boom boom boom…

The two sides were going back and forth, and in the lightning flash, they had already exchanged hundreds of moves!

The vacuum spirit formation was trembling, and tiny cracks appeared in the formation base from time to time, but it always held on and never collapsed.

Both Pei Ling and Si Honghanrong controlled their power and did not let the power of their attacks spread beyond this underground space.

Seeing the two of them fighting fiercely in this small space, the four female cultivators became more and more frightened.

Junior Sister Song's current aura is very terrifying, and the cultivation level she has shown has far exceeded the opponent's realm, and all kinds of strange tricks and tricks are unheard of and unseen by them.

As for the Holy Son, it seems that he is stronger than Junior Sister Song at the moment!

The four female cultivators have retreated to the corners of the formation, relying on the protection of the formation walls to minimize the scope of their impact. At the same time, they resorted to various means to save their lives. However, every time the aftermath swept through, there were several swords. Qi, blowing away the power of fighting for them.

After a few times, the four female cultivators felt a little relieved even though they didn't know what the holy son of the Chongming Sect had planned.

At this time, Lin Hanyan's voice transmission companion said: "The person who controls Junior Sister Song has a cold and ancient tone and amazing cultivation methods. It is very likely that he is an ancestor of the Chongming Sect. The Saint Son of the Chongming Sect calls him ' Senior Sihong is probably the ancestor of the Fuguang Sihong clan."

"The Holy Son of the Chongming Sect is actually in the middle stage of becoming a god!" Chen Jingmeng was shocked and slightly absent-minded. "It wasn't long before I heard that he was the Holy Son..."

Zhao Juanjuan speculated via voice transmission: "Maybe he got some great opportunity or great fortune. Otherwise, at his age, it is unlikely that he would still be able to fight against an ancestor and still not fall behind!"

"No!" Shen Yinchen had already put on a coat handed over by her companion, and was holding the skirt of the shirt to block the spring light. She watched the battle in the field intently, and spoke quickly, "His sword The sword intention is stronger than my sword intention! Even Senior Brother Ning's sword intention has never given me such a strong sense of oppression."

"This kind of sword intention cannot be understood by just a few chance encounters."

"It must have been hard work day and night, combined with extraordinary talent and excellent understanding, to be able to have an idea and comprehend it all!"

"Not to mention the saint son's character as a person, his physical cultivation must have been a result of hard work."

"In other words, given his age, he may have been studying hard and practicing hard since he was a child, and he has never slacked off!"

Lin Hanyan has always hated demon cultivators. After hearing this and pondering for a moment, Lin Hanyan couldn't help but sigh: "That's right! Only a person with a perseverance and perseverance can't understand the meaning of such a sword!"

Zhao Juanjuan bit his lip slightly and quickly transmitted the message: "Let's take a look. No matter how notorious the Holy Son of Chongming Sect was before, he is now willing to protect us. If there is a chance later, we will take action together to help him. A helping hand!”

"In this way, we may be able to save Junior Sister Song."

Lin Hanyan and the other three immediately agreed.

The four female cultivators had the same mind and almost simultaneously took out their strongest trump cards. They nervously observed the battle situation and were ready to take action at any time.

Boom boom boom...

The blood-colored sword energy spread across the entire scene, the sword's intent surged and roared, and it seemed like there were endless ways to cut through Si Honghanrong's body.

Seeing that he was unable to defeat Pei Ling, and that he was slowly starting to be at a disadvantage, Si Honghanrong suddenly became suspicious.

There's something wrong with Pei Ling's strength!

Si Hongmiaoli's cultivation level is only Nascent Soul.

But now, his own strength has also come a little bit. Not to mention that the Holy Son is only in the middle stage of divine transformation, even a monk in the late stage of divine transformation will never be able to withstand ten moves in his hands!

But now, after thousands of moves, the Holy Son still has the energy to take care of the four pseudo-taoist female cultivators next to him!

Even if he is a Nine Tribulations God, it is impossible to reach this level!

boom!!!

At this time, Pei Ling suddenly struck out with a palm, forcefully knocking Si Honghanrong back.

He said calmly: "Senior Si Hong, it seems you can't take me away."

After saying this, the aura around his body suddenly became extremely powerful.
Chapter completed!