Hugging Thighs 101 Styles

Chapter 141 The Fifth Form of the Golden Master of Buddha Cultivation (26)

Shi Ling was born in chaos, born in heaven and earth, with a pure mind, like a piece of white paper, and after death, he also gave back to heaven and earth, which can be said to be a small branch of heaven.

There is absolute sensitivity and awareness of good and evil.

Why, why is Shi Ling willing to follow Qu Sang, the master?

Qu Sang killed countless innocent people in order to practice.

Behind Qu Sang, a black Shi Ling took shape. If you look carefully, there is not much difference between his shape and Xiao Jiu's, but the jet black color is two points more sinister.

But what is strange is that its eyes are as cold as white snow, and even slightly blue with ice crystals.

The voice is also as cold as the substance: "The spirit conceived from the heaven and the earth will naturally give back to the heaven and the earth. If I don't come out of the heaven and the earth, what does the heaven and the earth have to do with me?"

Xiao Jiu felt the vibrating frequency from the same race, this is indeed Shi Ling.

but……

It seems that there are some differences.

"What are you talking about? Do it!" Qu Sang looked at Li Qingbao's master and servant with harsh eyes.

The black Shi Ling also nodded obediently.

When the two of them make a move, it is a big killing move.

Moreover, the fighting power of this black Shiling is obviously much higher than that of Xiaojiu.

Even its spiritual power can corrode Xiao Jiu's spiritual power.

"Spirituality!" Li Qingbao's laws finally finished intertwining, and he snarled coquettishly, carrying her coercion and running towards Qu Sang.

"Black Sacrifice!" Qu Sang did not dare to show weakness, a huge black began to diffuse from his back.

Suddenly the world became without a trace of light, and the huge law of light collided.

The entire secret realm began to shatter into pieces, turning into huge light wave fragments.

People from various sects outside the secret realm who were waiting for their children to come out were instantly crushed to the ground by this coercion.

Those whose cultivation base is above the stage of transforming gods can still resist more or less, but their complexions are slightly pale.

Those who had just passed the stage of transformation into gods were all prostrate on the ground, with a smear of blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

Huge black and purple rays of light intersect and devour each other.

From the most savage collision, without any other light waves, it seems simple, but their battle has been out of the range of monks, and every fight is a collision of space laws.

Even the way of heaven avoids its edge.

At the first impact, Qu Sang took two steps back.

"I didn't expect Bao'er to be injured and still have this kind of strength." His face darkened, this is the suppression and difference of levels.

Even if Li Qingbao was injured, he was still suppressed, and he couldn't even beat him.

But Li Qingbao was actually not feeling well, she didn't dare to hold back at all, she tried her best when she made a move, hoping to make Qu Sang fearful.

The black in Qu Sang's hands gradually intertwined into a long black sword, the rich black was like a piece of fine black jade.

Crazy fighting intent flowed in Li Qingbao's eyes, and his whole body was like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath.

She, Li Qingbao, would never lose, nor would she admit defeat.

A long purple and green whip was formed in the hand, about 5 feet long, with purple barbs and long thorns, and thunderbolt flashes.

The long whip wrapped around Qu Sang's long sword at a strange angle.

There seemed to be sparks flickering between the swords.

"Zheng!!"

"Bao'er, if you admit defeat now, I still can't take your life."

The barb of the long whip slashed across Qu Sang's chest, bringing out a trace of blood.

The whip danced fast and urgently, Qu Sang couldn't get the slightest breath from the strong attack, and could only be forced to defend.

(End of this chapter)