I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

I Just Want To Slack Off In Cultivation Chapter 895

2022-02-17

Chapter 895 Sihong Old Ancestor. (Second update! Please subscribe!)

At this moment, Sihong Hanrong is using the body of Song Qiongzi disguised by Sihong Miaoli.

When the white robe fluttered, the delicate and beautiful female cultivator looked indifferent, and the soft cat was grabbed without any fancy, and the slender and white fingertips, with a little light pink, looked like the slightest harmless.

However, at the same time, within the entire vacuum spirit transformation formation, the space seemed to freeze in an instant. All are like playthings in the palm of their hands, unable to withstand a single blow!

The four female cultivators had already helped each other and hid in the corner, but they still felt a lot of pressure, and they wanted to grind them to dust. Instinct crazy warning, reminding them that they are facing an unprecedented crisis at this moment. However, facing this hand, they didn't have any idea of resistance at all. They were dumbfounded and could only sit and wait.

Pei Ling frowned, with the four fingers of her right hand forming a knife, slashing forward slightly.

shua!

Blade Qi rolled out like a river, blood filling the entire field of vision.

The incomparable Blade Intent slashed through the solidified space in an instant. Although the remaining momentum was greatly reduced, it continued to slash towards Sihong Miaoli's arm.

Sihong Hanrong was a little surprised, and was about to move, when the aura of the cultivation base suddenly dropped, and at the same time, he was stunned, forgetting what he was going to do next.

It's just that, after all, it's Sihong Clan's Old Ancestor, and he quickly reacted.

Immediately, the right hand that controlled Sihong Miaoli lifted forward, and a blood shield with intricate patterns appeared instantly, just blocking Blade Qi.

bang!

The swords and shields collided, and the blood shields were intact and unmoved, but the remaining Blade Qi suddenly shattered, and the scattered Blade Intent suddenly filled the entire array.

At this moment, Sihong Miaoli condensed a secret art in his hands.

The moment the secret art took shape, Pei Ling and the four female cultivators immediately began to boil uncontrollably, and it seemed that they would explode and die at any time!

Pei Ling didn't hesitate at all, and immediately a thick and solid darkness poured out from all over her body. When she snapped her fingers, she wrapped herself into a dark shadow, immediately isolating Sihong Hanrong's magic from the outside.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly shot, hundreds of blood-colored Blade Qi compressed to the extreme, frantically slashed at Sihong Miaoli's limbs, but deliberately avoided the opponent's vital points.

At the same time, Pei Ling separated four beams of darkness, wrapped the four female cultivators who were already on the ground and were about to die with blood, and released Sihong Hanrong's bloody means.

Sihong Hanrong's face was icy cold, he played a secret art again, and then his left hand clenched forward, a huge blood prison was born out of nowhere, trapping all of Pei Ling's Blade Qi in it.

But then, along with the sour "ka-cha" sound, the blood cell was quickly filled with cracks...

shua~ shua~ shua~...

Boom boom boom boom...

Both sides have come and gone, in a flash, and they have already fought a hundred moves!

The vacuum spirit transformation trembled, and there was a tiny crack from time to time in the array base, but it persisted and never collapsed.

No matter Pei Ling or Sihong Hanrong, they all controlled their power and did not let the power of their shots spread beyond this underground space.

Seeing the two fighting 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 base it shows has far surpassed the opponent's realm, and all kinds of strange tricks are also unheard-of and unprecedented.

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

The four female cultivators have already retreated to the corner of the formation, relying on the cover of the formation to minimize their affected range, and at the same time took out various life-saving methods, but every aftermath sweeps away. However, there were a few Blade Qi, which shook the power of battle away for them.

After a few times, the four female cultivators felt a little relieved even though they didn't know what the Deep Sea Sect Holy Son was up to.

At this time, Lin Hanyan sound transmission companion said: "The person who controls Junior Sister Song has a cold and ancient tone, and the cultivation base method is amazing. It is very likely that it is an Old Ancestor of Deep Sea Sect. This Deep Sea Sect. Sea Sect Holy Son calls him 'Sihong senior', most likely he is the Old Ancestor of the floating Sihong Clan."

"Deep Sea Sect Holy Son, has already Divine Transformation Middle Stage!" Chen Jingmeng's expression was shocked, slightly Somewhat absent-minded, "I heard that he was in the position of Holy Son, not very long..."

Zhao Juanjuan sound transmission guessed: "Maybe he got some great opportunity, great good fortune, otherwise, given his age, It is unlikely that he has played against an Old Ancestor so far, and he will still not lose the wind!"

"no!" Chunguang, she watched the battle in the field intently, and said in a fast sound transmission, "His Blade Intent is stronger than my sword intent! Even Senior Brother Ning's sword intent didn't give it to me. Such a strong oppression."

"This kind of Blade Intent cannot be comprehended by a few opportunities."

"It must be hard work day and night, coupled with outstanding talent, The perception is excellent, only when you have an idea, Full Mastery!”

“Let’s not mention the character of Holy Son, this cultivation base must have been a lot of hard work.”

"In other words, given his age, I am afraid that since he was a child, he has always studied hard and practiced hard, never slack off!"

Lin Hanyan has always hated demon cultivators. Hearing this now, Faintly After muttered to oneself, he couldn't help but sigh: "Not bad! Those who are not temperament stoic and indomitable, can't understand such a Blade Intent. ! "

Zhao Juanjuan bit her lip slightly, and quickly sounded transmission: "Let's see first, no matter how infamous this Deep Sea Sect Holy Son was before, but now he intends to protect me, wait if there is a chance , we will act together to help him! "

"So, maybe Junior Sister Song can be saved." ”

The three of Lin Hanyan agreed immediately.

The four female cultivators had the same mind and took out their strongest cards at almost the same time. Get ready.

Boom boom boom...

Scarlet Blade Qi moving unhindered The audience, Blade Intent ocean, roaring, smashing Sihong Hanrong's various means as if endless.

p>

Seeing that Pei Ling could not be beaten for a long time, and that he was slowly starting to be at a disadvantage, Sihong Hanrong suddenly became suspicious.

This Pei Ling's strength is very wrong!

Sihong Miaoli's cultivation base is only Nascent Soul.

But now, his own power has come a little, not to mention Holy Son is only Divine Transformation Middle Stage, it is Divine Transformation Late Stage cultivator , and it is impossible to support ten moves in his hands!

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

Even if it is Divine Transformation of Nine Tribulations, it is impossible to reach this level!

bang!!

At this time, Pei Ling suddenly slapped it with a palm, forcibly shaking Sihong Hanrong Retire.

He indifferently said: "Sihong senior, it seems you can't take me away. ”

With these words, the aura around his body suddenly became extremely strong.

Darkness rolled and flowed, and in an instant, it devoured the entire array...

(End of this chapter)