The seventh sister of crossing the immortals is a bit fierce

Chapter 432

"Evil heart? You still broke the seal! Give it to me, go to hell!" The person who came was a petite female cultivator, whose appearance could only be called delicate, and the only characteristic was that her complexion was very pale. , as if I haven't seen the sun for a long time.The black sword nun dress, black and white, distinct colors, in the night, under the bright moon, so vivid.

The new head of the Ding sect was dressed in white. The moment he was attacked, ink color emerged and lingered around him. I am here, but I am not here. It is just the application of the law of space.

The sword of the petite female cultivator was fierce, and thousands of golden inch-long sword lights swept over like a storm. The sword rain passed through Ding Youquan's body, but it was so strange that it just passed through. Ripples in the air did not hurt the opponent at all.

"It's just the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, so you dare to clamor so much to kill the deity." Ding You was not angry at all, and his tone was calm, without making any waves.He raised his right hand, and a cloud of black mist rose from his palm.

"Disgusting stuff! Trick me again!" The petite female cultivator stopped using the sword, and took out a white porcelain bottle from her bosom, pinched it, and the white porcelain bottle turned into thousands of illusions, and threw them all at Ding Youquan.The monks in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul have quite strong control ability.This female nun seems to pay more attention to the control of details, and at the same time allocates a thousand or eight hundred spiritual powers to control the movement direction of the porcelain vase.

What I am to the heaven and the earth, what the heaven and the earth are to me, merge into the heaven and the earth, this heaven and the earth are not the other heaven and earth.The law of merging into heaven and earth was taught to her secretly by Yue Kunlun, and now she is just in the state of entering the law of solitude with the porcelain bottle in her hand.

Since I can't figure out where the opponent is integrated into the world, I will cast a wide net, and there will always be a few that can happen to come across.The petite nun thinks so, and does so.

Ding Youquan's image was there, but the white porcelain bottle seemed to have no effect on Quan.The ink was getting thicker, and the black mist in his palm spread, as if ink dripped into water and melted into the air, Sect Master Ding said softly: "You can't kill me, look, today is the full moon, and when the time comes, this deity will be able to activate This big formation, what can you do alone?"

"Hmph! It's up to people!" The petite female cultivator stopped talking, and only concentrated on controlling the white porcelain bottle, shuttling back and forth in the alternative world.

"Give up, life is too short, there will always be one thing or another, you can't do it. For example, now..." Ding Youquan's strength seems to be much stronger than when Xia Qi fought him before.

Ding Youquan laughed, hatred is indeed the food for strength growth... The resentment and hatred of the upright disciples of the Returning Mountain Sect towards the Lingxiao Sect can actually make one's abilities greatly improved.

"Fart!" The petite female cultivator didn't give up, she was still experimenting relentlessly.

"Look, this city is full of stupid mortals, you Lingxiao people want to save them! What about them? But they treat you like a scourge and avoid them! Look at these." Ding Youquan's voice is beautiful, soft, full of strange charm , This is one of his own abilities, he is gifted with supernatural powers, and can make opponents be induced by his own words unconsciously.

The black color in his palm turned into a round mirror. In the mirror: In Yancheng, a family hid in their own cellar, some cried and shouted not to leave, some knelt down and kowtowed to the Xia family, begging them not to kill him There are even those who are holding up knives to attack and save them... There are all kinds of things in the world, everyone is different, and everything is different.

"Are they... are they really worthy of your rescue?" Ding You, the head of the white-clothed sect, whose whole body was covered in ink, asked, and his voice hit the depths of the opponent's soul.The petite female cultivator's eyes closed involuntarily, and the ability to control the spiritual power in her hands has dropped by an unknown level!
(End of this chapter)