Thunder Martial

Qing Yi is calling for purple, one voice after another.

She hit the formation with a soft and delicate body. Every impact, her body and soul protection will disappear, and the anti-seismic force formed by the formation will severely injure her body.

Qingyi practises soul power, and the flesh is not relatively strong.

One collision, like a force falling on her body, blurred her appearance.

Zijuan, fight back!

Qing Yi's voice is a little weak, but unusually firm.

Tsk, didn't you say you didn't know Purple? Why are you dying for him now?

The middle-aged man laughed, he was watching the show all the time, he found it interesting, I couldn't beat you at first, but now I'm looking at your condition, already very weak, after purple death, I will kill you, sort of complete you. Unfortunately, your body can no longer be seen, otherwise you can enjoy the clouds ~ rain before you die.

Zijuan, get up and fight!

Qing Yi's body was powerless to stick to the edge of the law of formation. At this moment, her eyes were full of despair.

And remorse.

If I hadn't come out to play, Purple wouldn't have come here, and I wouldn't have been counted by anyone else.

She doesn't care if the Demon Nation will invade, because she doesn't care, she doesn't know the Demon Nation, and the two sides don't have much hatred.

She cares about Zijuan, she caused Zijuan herself.

In the law of formation, seeing the purple scene, the anger in the heart has been completely ignited.

His eyes were murderous and seemingly insane.

The Phantom Phage began to run wildly, as if the sleeping lions had awakened in the moment.

All around them are wolves, but they are lions, all kings.

A giant golden vortex appeared in the purple sea of awareness.

The influx of soul power is constantly swallowed by the vortex.

The golden whirlpool, like a giant funnel, is filled with the sea and the earth.

All the magic, from the top into the vortex, was stratified and refined, leaving the purest part behind, appearing under the funnel, becoming purple golden soul power.

After these golden soul forces appeared, they were refilled again into the vortex funnel, allowing the vortex to begin to grow.

Is this a crisis?

No, it's an opportunity!

It is also an extremely difficult opportunity to see.

Infinite anger filled the purple heart can no longer calm down, it still rings the zen singing, and naturally it loses its role.

Qing Yi snuggled outside the formation method, she had done all she could.

The middle-aged man measured Qingyi's body, regrettably said: unfortunately, the injuries were too severe to bear a direct look, otherwise it was also a rare spectacle.

Qing Yi didn't even hear what they were saying. She just looked ahead and hoped to see a miracle.

Just like the last time in the Buddha, fighting leeches to save lives.

I wonder if the prayer in my heart worked, Qing Yi clearly saw the constant magic, and shook.

Qingyi's eyes were brilliant and slowly stood up.

No need to be happy, I think I heard your call and struggled occasionally. Now that this is over, he has no chance of survival.

The middle-aged man also sensed an anomaly, and he looked up at the void and looked at the great array, because the law of formation had been completed, and even if the Holy Virgin were close, he would not definitely be able to save him.

The demon in front, started to roll up, like a rising smoke, sharply distorted.

The middle-aged man said with disdain: Is this a final struggle?

Suddenly, his complexion changed because the magic of rolling forward became visibly thinner than it had been before.

It's like disappearing for no reason.

How can it be like this?

Middle-aged people are a little unbelievable. Is it almost done?

He looked up at the void, and the magic that had fallen in the formation had not diminished, obviously not yet finished.

At this point, he saw the demons getting thinner and thinner, and he could even see the body sitting in the middle of it.

Around his body, a golden vortex appeared, and those magic were constantly being swallowed up by the vortex.

The golden vortex swallowed so fast that the magic of falling in the sky was out of supply and demand.

At the end of the day, there is no more magic around the purple, and the magic of the sky will be absorbed by the purple.

As I said, Purple is absolutely unbelievable.

Qing Yi's voice sounded again. She was previously blurred. After recovering with her soul power, her condition was much better.

Impossible! This is impossible!

The middle-aged man lost his voice: the Holy Lord said that, as long as the law of formation was completed, no one in the Holy Spirit could break it! If you want to devour magic, it's even more impossible. You're not a demon!

The scene in front of us is too unexpected and far beyond common sense.

What the Holy Venerable asserts has also changed.

How can a Holy Spirit living in the Holy Spirit devour demons?

Even if the demons came here, the intense demons here would kill him.

But why isn't Ziqin dead?

It's impossible, there's a bone grinding sherry in, inside should be external, you'll never survive! The middle-aged man shouted out loud and had long lost his mind.

The purple sitting in the formation suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the middle-aged man through the formation and smiled slightly. Is this what you're talking about?

There was a sharpening of the bones in Purple's hand, but not one, but nine.

It's just that these nine bone grinding sherries are no longer emitted by magic, they're all pure Buddha power.

At this moment, the nine sherries began to spin slowly around the purple body, without magic, and these sherries began to protect the purple themselves.

Because Shelly is naturally repulsed by demons.

Middle-aged people are completely stupid.

Zixuan stood up and Shelly moved with Zixuan.

Purple glanced up at the void and looked at the array of constantly gushing magic. He said: It's still too slow.

His body immediately emptied, and all the magic in the past was eaten by his body. He came under the formation, reaching out his palms, and said indifferently: since they were all prepared for me, bring them all.

The pure magic, wildly poured into the purple body, was then rapidly refined to become part of the power of the soul.

His soul smell began to grow.

For Purple, there are no bottlenecks in the current practice, because his soul boundaries have long been reached, and all that is lacking at the moment is the replenishment of his soul power.

Now comes the pure power of the soul, and everything is in order.

After the last point of magic was devoured by Purple, Purple's soul power finally reached a critical point.

Quantitative variation.

An aura belonging to the Eight-Star Holy Spirit filled the entire formation.

Zi Chen broke through.

That powerful feeling made him scream unbearably.

The entire formation began to shake and seemed unable to withstand the roar.

Drive for me!

Purple palms are powerful, and the eight star souls pour out, with the glittering golden light, into the formation.

The next moment, the formation breaks.