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In the dark and cold sky, suddenly there are Buddhist sounds all over the sky. Those mysterious and powerful divine texts are like stars and disappear in the holy land on the other side of the Tianguan, reflecting a unique beauty who is dressed in green clothes and left behind from the world.

"Xiao Qingyao, the modern peacock king of Ming Dynasty! You even came to the Tianguan pass. Do you still want to interfere with the gratitude and resentment between me and the matchless emperor zunhongling? "

The king of Tibet in black stares at Xiao Qingyao, who walks gracefully in the air. He can feel that although the strength of this woman is very strong, she has never stepped into the realm of great respect.

It's a joke that such existence wants to fight against him and white clothes. The power of the great venerable is not comparable to that of the ordinary emperor, even if he is the peacock Daming king of the western sky who has already become a half step grand master.

"Why, do you have a problem with me?"

Xiao Qingyao raised her eyebrows slightly. She walked slowly to Hongling's side and put her hand on his shoulder. She disdained to hide in black and white. She didn't care about the terrible light that broke out between them.

"I don't dare to have any opinions, but my highness and I are both Buddhist monks. They should have been empty. Why should we help this matchless emperor and respect Hong Ling?"

At the moment, the mandala flower on the finger tip of Baiyi dizang is still surging around like a raging tsunami, which makes the white flowers on the other side of his body rapidly condense into a huge cyclone, covering half of the huge God city.

At this time, the huge sword for killing the immortals was singing and trembling in the sea of flowers, and faintly released the extremely powerful sword meaning. It was necessary to suppress the sword meaning of Hongling and Xiao Qingyao, so that the peacock Daming king with a graceful demeanor raised his eyebrows, and behind him there were majestic swords intended to converge rapidly.

However, in a short period of time, the Brahma sword, which was burning Golden Buddha fire all over the body, started to tremble in the world. The whole body kept moving towards the power of the ferocious great master's magic weapons, which even shocked Xiao Qingyao's breath, and broke into the realm of the great master in an instant.

"Well? The Sanskrit sword has broken into the realm of the great master, and it can also let the elder martial sister step into the same realm with her strength

Hongling felt the change of Xiao Qingyao's breath, and her face was one of coagulation. She had no idea that she would have such a powerful card in her hand. Moreover, such strength could compete with either of the two Tibetan kings.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with them either. Today, I'll either apologize for silver or fight with Hong Ling and I. I don't know how to choose the two dizang kings."

Holding on to the trembling Brahma sword, Xiao Qingyao's breath is getting stronger and stronger, which threatens the Tibetan kings of the two lands with great terror, which makes them fear not to move lightly!

If there is anything else in this world that Brahmaputra is most afraid of, then it is the most mysterious peacock Daming king in the Western Heaven. The one who killed several powerful Brahmaputra in the last generation has calmed down a certain turmoil in the Western Heaven.

Nowadays, the contemporary peacock Daming king has come into the world again, and her cultivation has not only stepped into the realm of great reverence perfectly, but also stepped into the realm of great reverence with the help of magic weapons. No one knows how terrible such existence is, but no one dares to underestimate her!

"Elder martial sister, it's not good for you to withdraw money as soon as you come up?"

Emperor Zun Hongling breathed the fragrance of the beauty's hair at this time. She looked at her strangely. She seemed speechless about her greedy nature, and soon got a white eye from the peacock Daming king.

"If you don't make money, there will be no other fun in life except teasing you!"

When she said this, she didn't mean to cover it up at all, which made Hong Ling stunned and instantly turned red. It seemed that Xiao Qingyao had suppressed her.

"Tut Tut, I didn't expect that the boss had already had an affair with the peacock Daming king. It's really amazing!"

At the moment, Baozi and the other three regimental leaders are gathered together, accompanied by Octopus babei and dragon turtle. They are smiling at the peacock Daming king and their own boss, but their hearts are full of envy.

He has been a bachelor for thousands of years. Now his eldest brother is less than 100 years old. He has already had so many confidants, which makes people feel envious.

In the land of tranquility, the four great masters are standing in the air at the moment, and the forces of the two sides are constantly striking each other, intending to completely shatter the opposite force, so that the void is rapidly twisted and torn apart.

The appearance of Xiao Qingyao, the peacock king of Ming Dynasty, is the biggest change in this battle. Not to mention that the Tibetan kings of the two lands did not expect it, even Hong Ling felt that it was a bit incredible. How long did it take him and Xiao Qingyao to separate in yaochi, this elder martial sister actually stepped into such a profound realm.

"Wushuang emperor respects Hongling. I said that you will be killed here today. Even if the contemporary peacock Daming king is here today, the outcome will not change at all!"

Boom! Suddenly he grasped Zhuxian sword, and the king of Tibet in white suddenly wiped the sword blade with his finger belly, which made his blood pour into the sword instantly, sketching countless patterns on the other side.

At this time, the thread of Daodao came out of his palm and entangled his five fingers with the handle of his sword, which made the power of this man in white become more powerful in an instant, and faintly surpass any one of Hongling and Xiao Qingyao."Younger martial brother, I can't beat your elder martial sister with three eyes and a bald head in white. I'll give him to you to deal with it!"

With a slight kiss on Hongling's cheek, Xiao Qingyao suddenly burst out with a sword towards the black clothes. The golden sword that surged around her body, carrying the incomparable majestic God Xi, attacked and killed the most powerful person in Fengdu.

"Hum, how dare you be so rebellious, Xiao Qingyao? Are you afraid of death?"

The pupils of his eyes were suddenly locked, and the bloodstained man Zhu Sha Hua of the Tibetan king in black suddenly surged up. In front of him, he condensed an imaginary sword to kill the immortals. Then he raised his hand to take one of them. In an instant, the magic weapon burst out with incomparable terror.

Ignoring the horror of the people below, the Tibetan king in black cut at the Sanskrit sword with his sword, and hit Xiao Qingyao's magic weapon heavily. Suddenly, there was a sound ripple between the heaven and the earth.

Keng! The bright sparks flashed by, which made many bloody flowers fall from the illusory sword of killing immortals, which weakened the power of the sword. However, the Tibetan king in black didn't care.

In the vertical pupil behind his head, there were scarlet blood tears falling slowly, and the skin that the blood droplets had slipped through was also bulging with countless drums, and there were gorgeous flowers on the other side breaking out and quietly blooming into strange flowers.

These flowers were swimming like snakes, and soon wrapped up the right arm of the black clothes hiding place, and pulled the vertical pupil from the back of his head from his skull, and soon pulled it to the illusory Zhuxian sword, making the vertical pupil perfectly embedded in the sword case.

Hum! A long chant of the sword spread from the illusory long sword, which made the sword rapidly change from the virtual to the real, and broke out the incomparably majestic divine light. Obviously, it has entered into the realm of the great master's magic weapon.

The blood in the back of his head shrinks and heals rapidly. Although the breath of hiding in black clothes has a short decline, it returns to the peak again after the illusory sword of killing the immortals turns into reality. His whole body's divine light quickly outlines a strange dark red Sanskrit Scripture in the void.

In all the ancient writings, if there are many children singing and thousands of ancient Buddhas whispering, the powerful power of awe spreads from the middle to the surrounding, making Xiao Qingyao's void burned by a dark red flame.

"It has been rumored in the Western Heaven that the king of Tibet in the past made a great wish to become a Buddha, saying that the hell was not empty and he swore not to become a Buddha! It is because of this that we have lost an ancient Buddha that is enough to suppress the whole world

Looking at the black clothes hiding place with sword and reciting sutras, Xiao Qingyao's body slowly stepped forward. Those fiery dark red flames separated automatically in front of her body, which was unable to get close to her, but her mouth was covered with blood.

"Dizang king, you already have the strength of the Great Buddha in ancient times, but now you want to do harm here. This is against your wish to become a Buddha in the past. Let me put all this back to the right path."

Quietly, a huge peacock shadow slowly emerged behind Xiao Qingyao. The power of blood belonging to the great venerable is now turning her vanity into consolidation, which makes the black clothes with the sword stand still.

Before he had time to think about it, he suddenly reversed his sword and soared into the air, which made Xiao Qingyao's chest suddenly burst into brilliant blood, and its breath was also slow, and then rapidly declined.

"I don't care what the right path is, but I just want everything to follow. Xiao Qingyao, the peacock king of Ming Dynasty, you'd better go, or you'll be in danger of passing away!"

Once again, Xiao Qingyao's limbs and eyebrows are exploding scarlet blood flowers. Among the sword marks left on the sword, there are flowers on the other side wriggling and rooting towards the flesh and blood and yuan God of the peacock Daming king.

Obviously, after integrating the vertical pupil in the back of the head into the illusory sword of killing immortals, the power of the Tibetan king in black has surpassed that of the contemporary peacock Daming king, and has completely ignored the protective barrier of Shenxi all over her body, which is enough to severely damage it on the spot.

"Death is not terrible. For Brahma, the so-called silence is also a kind of great fullness, isn't it?"

She lowered her eyebrows and gave a smile. Xiao Qingyao looked at the blood color blooming from her wound. Suddenly, there were colorful pupil marks on her pretty face. It was the veins on the peacock's plume, but now it is perfectly engraved on her cheek.

All the flowers on the other side who came into contact with these illusory pupil marks are now withering, which makes Xiao Qingyao's breath of decay rapidly return to the peak, while the Tibetan king in black is showing a look of panic.

"Under the crown of dizang king, are you afraid?"

With her fingers gently touching the void, Xiao Qingyao's fingertips suddenly had a layer of tiny ripples spreading out in layers around him, which scattered the bloody Manzhu shahua cyclone around the Tibetan king in black, making the sky and earth full of scattered flowers captured by the God of terror.

Under the frightened gaze of the Tibetan king in black, these strange flowers withered quickly into dust and fell into the endless space below. Even the Zhuxian sword inlaid with vertical pupils collapsed in an instant, leaving only a pupil that was constantly exuding plasma.

"No way, Peacock King Ming's blood power is equal to mine at most. How could he defeat my Manzhu shahua yuan God so easily?"Looking at his gold body which was breaking in horror, the king of Tibet suddenly felt that his breath was rapidly declining. What's more, he saw that the hanging vertical pupil was constantly splitting blood stains, and then he broke it with a bang for blood rain.

The blood dripping continuously towards the holy city is now rapidly eroding many buildings, making the whole holy city collapse rapidly. However, Xiao Qingyao slowly opens his arms and brings the huge peacock shadow into his body.

She looked at the black clothes dizang, who was constantly retreating backward. She turned to hold the sword and broke through the sky. At the next moment, a bloody voice sounded in the void. It was the blade of the Brahma sword that penetrated through the heart of the di Zang King's eyebrows and came out from behind his head.

The sharp tip of the sword pierced the vertical pupil which was regenerating in the skull behind his head, which made the king of Tibet scream. His flesh and blood were burning a blue flame, and the flower marks on the other side of his body were also withering and deserting, and instantly he was half kneeling in front of this magnificent peacock Daming king.

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