I have a passive skill.

But the legend of the immortality of the semi-sage, in front of these two people, has become less absolute!

Jiang Xian looked around.

However, at this time, when he really wanted to find someone to support him.

However, they found that not only was there no one around, but even the support that Jiang Qi and Jiang Si should call for was not available.

Those two have disappeared since the beginning...

"Who are you guys?" Jiang Xian lowered his voice, his complexion already pale as paper.

"Holy slave~" The power in the hands of the hypothetical writer seemed to take shape.

Jiang Xian bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself not to tremble: "Half-saint Jiang, do you really dare to move? Are you really not afraid of the revenge of our half-saint?"

"Half-saint of your clan? He probably doesn't know about it~"

"Do you think it's possible? My family's semi-sage, like the eyes of the Great Dao, can see the five realms!"

"He won't be bored enough to stare at you all the time..."

Assuming that the storyteller hadn't finished talking, Jiang Xian suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Jiang... Poof!"

As soon as the word "ginger" came out, his mouth was full of blood, and what disappeared was his tongue.

at the same time.

Accessories on Jiang Xian's body, such as necklaces, rings, belts, jade pendants, all exploded!

Bang bang sound.

If there was a thunderbolt that exploded from Jiang Xian's body, it would bruise him all over his body.

Among the spiritual mist waves rising from the explosion of the defensive spiritual weapon, some contained full Dao rhyme, and some even contained wisps of holy power.

But without exception, everything was smashed!

"Death..."

Xu Xiaoshou in the disappearing state could clearly feel the confrontation at that moment.

The second half of Jiang Xian's sentence was silenced on the spot by the masked man in green robe because he wanted to speak out.

But obviously, it is useless to silence the sound directly.

So the choice of the man in the green robe mask was to completely erase the existence of his tongue at the moment Jiang Xian said it!

And what followed was a series of protection mechanisms for defensive spirit weapons.

but……

Under the cross pupils, even if some of these defensive spiritual weapons contained holy power, they couldn't hold them back.

"What is he trying to say? Ginger?"

Xu Xiao was shocked.

What shocked him was the super responsiveness of the fake tears.

This Dao Slasher is not only strong in cultivation, but also has amazing pupil power.

It seemed that Jiang Xian had already anticipated all of Jiang Xian's backhands, and stopped his behavior as soon as the opponent had a tendency to attack.

Just horrible!

While the green-robed masked man wiped away the blood and tears from his eyes again, the red-dressed masked man couldn't hold back any longer.

The Dao-slashing power in his hand had already converged into two white balls of light, completely submerging his hands, like catching two rounds of scorching white sun.

"It's taboo to call a half-holy name directly, but it's disrespectful to a saint~"

After a sneer, the masked man in the red skirt made a move in the dazed state of Jiang Xian spurting blood after being affected.

He swung his hands straight forward, and the white ball of light in his hand turned into two beams, about to pierce Jiang Xian's crumpled head.

White light shines on the sun.

The white light shines on the world.

Tianqi Lin was directly lit up in white at this moment.

Xu Xiaoshou could even feel the power similar to Jiang Xian's holy blood from the white light beam. He thought Jiang Xian would die.

But at such a critical moment.

Jiang Xian, who repeatedly slumped his head and vomited blood, slurred his words, but at the same time raised his eyes to the white light beam.

The light that was enough to light up the night did not make him shy in the slightest.

On the contrary, on the ferocious and desperate face, the gray Sanhua with Sanyan pupils lingered and flipped, reaching another extreme slowness.

People in red dresses and masks are eye-catching.

Then it must act on the purpose.

And the light beam should act on the eye.

His gaze must follow.

This is the opportunity for the purpose of the Three Disgusting Pupils.

"Turn the mind hole!"

The insignificant cultivation base cannot affect Jiang Xian's ultimate ability of turning the mind hole to the powerful Dao Slasher in the distance.

This kind of power to manipulate human spirits is beyond the way of heaven.

Even if the realm of cultivation will affect the control effect, it can also be like the masked man in green robe using cross pupils to forcibly fight against the holy power.

It can be offset by paying a price.

Brush it.

The white light beam stopped for a moment before piercing into the eyes of the three tired pupils, and it was only a hair's breadth away from Jiang Xian's face.

But for Jiang Xian, who suddenly turned white and had an old man's face, the power of the flipped three eyes in his eyes immediately acted on the flower fairy eyes of the red skirt masked man who dared to look directly at him in the distance.

The white light on the hands of the masked man in the red skirt suddenly weakened, his eyes were instantly blank, and he began to mutter something indifferently.

"Yama……"

One side.

Almost at the moment when Jiang Xian cast his mind-turning hole, the masked man in green robe moved.

He pulled out the spirit sword in his hand, and slashed out with a horizontal stroke.

The light of the sword tore through the night and burst out from Jiang Xian's neck in an instant.

"boom!"

"Oh!"

However, at this moment, the position of Jiang Xian's neck and the place behind him that was cut by the sword qi exploded at the same time.

But it was bloody, but there was not even half of it.

The man in the green robe mask was startled, and suddenly realized something.

"icon……"

Yes.

This is holy power!

With Zhan Dao's random blow, Jiang Xian's physical body, which was completely exploded with only the protective spirit weapon, couldn't stand it at all.

But at this moment, Jiang Xian continued to act on the three disgusted pupils of the masked man in the red skirt and even refused to let go, and white mist rose from his body following the sword.

There was a white mist.

Xu Xiaoshou, who was hiding behind the battlefield, couldn't help but tremble in his calves.

At this moment, looking at the white mist in front of him, he actually had the guilt of bowing his head and repenting, as if he had blasphemed the gods with his eyes.

He even began to kneel down in his heart, prostrating and worshiping.

However, how similar are these scenes to the illusion of "swallowing mountains and rivers" at that time?

Almost at the first moment when his mood changed, Xu Xiaoshou's aura all over his body was lifted up, pushing away the terrifying power emanating from Jiang Xian's body, and standing upright.

Behind the battlefield, Xu Xiaoshou, who is not the center and the focus, can do this.

The green-robed masked man in the game couldn't do it at all.

As soon as the white mist rose, he shattered his kneecap with a bang, and his entire calf was wiped off.

The moment his lower body disappeared, even though he tried his best to raise his head, he was still under the terrifying coercion of the white mist of the holy statue, and his head seemed to be cracked open, and was crushed deeply into the ground.

"Boom boom-"

A few miles around the Tianqi Forest, at the same time, in the sound of the end of the world, it sank for more than ten feet.

And at this time.

On Jiang Xian, even the icon hadn't even started to appear.

What it came out was only the white mist on the eve of the appearance of the icon.

But that is holy power!

It is an irresistible factor beyond the way of heaven!

It is a sage who possesses the impossibility of decline in the mundane world!

It is the sum of all disasters and the beginning of all new life, before chaos, after existence, not in the five elements, not in the six realms.

It is said that the "holy" is above everything and below God.

"Holy" is called instead, not "yes".

This is a power that cannot be described in words. Ordinary people use "Holy" to refer to it, which implies detachment, but if people really want to explain "Holy", no one can explain it.

Once the icon came out, the scene changed completely.

Only half of his body was buried in the ground, and the masked man in green robe was still under pressure in the ground despite his defenses.

The masked man in the red skirt, who was completely controlled by the three disgusting pupils and refused to bow his head in front of the saint, was shattering and dying little by little.

The main body, Jiang Xian, naturally couldn't bear such mighty power.

However, while his body was decaying, the white mist of the icon was healing him.

This is the power of the bloodline, the confidence of the half-sage heir, and the last trump card that is not afraid of the final risk.

Xu Xiaoshou in the disappearing state could hardly bear it anymore.

It wasn't until he woke up suddenly during the process of gritting his teeth to resist desperately that he realized that the "disappearance technique" was not invincible.

Saint power can affect him in the state of disappearance.

But now what he is enduring has already been weakened by the "disappearance technique", and it still belongs to the great power of the holy way after the battle.

if……

Face it directly?

Xu Xiaoshou didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

At this moment, even though he gritted his teeth and held on, he was crushed into a hunchback by the rapidly rising power of Sheng Dao, and he couldn't lift his head even at all.

But it doesn't matter.

"Perception" still transmits the distant picture.

Although distorted and blurred.

But sometimes it is still clear.

Xu Xiaoshou could see Jiang Xian switching back and forth between the two states of pain and enjoyment, and knew that it was the interaction between the application of holy power and the treatment of holy power.

I also saw the double line of fake tears that was embedded in the ground, and the small half of the body was almost cracked.

Even more, I saw the hypothetical writer who completely disappeared into the last embers in the void...

"died?"

Xu Xiaoshou was terrified.