0318 White Crystal 2

The two angels hit each other several times in the air, and finally broke unbearably, turning into leaves of light and shadow, flying down, and then disappearing.

When the angel disappeared, a holy light rose again, and Qian Dai had already urged the magic spell and launched a third attack. But seeing the infinite light behind him, it has turned into the haze of dazzling clouds hitting the other party.

The cold light flashed in Zhuxiao's eyes, and his palms suddenly emitted a strong internal strength from his palm, pushing the dark clouds on his side to the dazzling bright clouds.

The dark clouds rolled like waves, roaring like thunder, like a tsunami; and the bright clouds condensed by the light of the Qingsheng of the Qian Dynasty were not inferior. The strong light caused the people to be blind in an instant. When their eyesight was restored, they only saw that the light had met the haze.

In a moment, it is like the sunrise in the east, and its path is bright; but in an instant, it is full of dark clouds, as if thunder is going to suppress the situation. The two sides were deadlocked for a moment, and suddenly there was a loud noise, and the dark clouds turned back into waves, but they were flowing backwards; the light was like night coming, quickly retreating.

Bamboo and Qian Dai both shook their bodies and vomited blood at the corners of their mouths.

Qian Dai said, "If you want to fight any more, you will only lose both sides. Bamboo flute, you really don't hesitate to turn against me for that stone."

Zhu Xiao said, "180,000 years ago, you had turned against me."

Qian Dai said, "In this case, are you willing to stop?"

Zhu Xiao said, "Unless the white crystal is handed over."

The murderous spirit surged in Qian Dai's eyes, and his body naturally gave birth to a strong momentum, which made everyone present feel a deep chill.

Zhuxiao sneered and said, "What, are you going to kill my best friend for tens of thousands of years?"

Qian Dai said, "For the sake of a stone, you turned against me. If you don't kill you today, you will harm the world for your own self-interest."

Zhuxiao laughed and said, "Haha... Qian Dai, you put such a high-sounding label on 'killing'. Should I say that you are hypocritical? Or should I say you are cunning?"

Qian Dai snorted coldly as an answer. With his lucky palms, countless light swords suddenly appeared in his palms and flew into the bamboo flute. The strong wind buzzed like an insect.

The bamboo flute is also a sudden rise in the palm, and thousands of bamboo leaf shadow arrows meet the other party's insect sword.

The moment the shadow arrow and the lightsaber intersect, it is naturally a shock. The sky has been hit by the residual strength of these two forces when they intersect, and a black subtle space-time cracks, revealing an extremely cold suction from the inside.

Fortunately, the worst of watching the battle in the distance at this time is also a holy figure, otherwise it is difficult to resist this suction and the cold air in the cracks.

Qian Dai saw that he could not attack the bamboo flute all the time, and he couldn't help but be angry. His face was murderous. His eyes were blood-red, and his inner strength was in the big hole in the center of his eyebrows. For a moment, he saw a flash of his eyebrows, and a small white whirlpool appeared.

And the center of this white whirlpool seems to be a black hole bottomless abyss, revealing a murderous atmosphere.

Zhu Xiao stared at the abyss with wide eyes and said to himself, "This is the key. It can't be wrong. Lao Qiandai, you have done so many ridiculous things under the influence of this thing. If he recovers, I don't know what you will think of your life for more than 100,000 years..."

Suddenly, countless black needles burst out from the black bottomless abyss, and the wind rushed to the bamboo flute.

The bamboo flute flew back and dodged while blocking the dodged needles with his palm.

Many needles fell to the ground and turned into smoke in a moment. The heat emitted on it actually burned a black hole the size of a nail cap on the ground. The ground of the airport is made of special explosion-proof materials, and its hardness can't be penetrated even with machine guns.

Everyone present was shocked.

A few bamboo flutees couldn't dodge, and they had time to block them in the future. They fell on their bodies and suddenly became hot and painful. However, with the power of the peak of his god king, even if the whole body is damaged, the mana can condense a new body in an instant, so although these wounds are painful, he can't help it.

When Zhu Xiao dodged the needle, he had already taken out the hole and put it on his lips. Previously, it was Qian Dai's main attack, but this time he decided to start a counterattack.

When the flute sounded, the wind suddenly changed, and the rolling haze disappeared in an instant.

Qian Dai felt that this flute was not played in the past, which revealed a sense of the Qingsheng of Buddhism that had never appeared in the sound of the bamboo flute. He was shocked and said jokingly, "Friend, have you been too frustrated over the years, so you changed your mind and changed to practice Buddhism?"

He said that he wanted to attack again, and suddenly found that there was a trend of countercurrent in his body, which seemed to stop his mana from running, especially the white crystal in the middle of his eyebrows.

Zhuxiao found that Qian Dai looked different, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes and said to himself, "It seems that the little ghost is right. This sacred music with Buddhist energy can help offset the impact of some keys on people.

Fortunately, I have specially practiced Buddhist music for more than a year. Otherwise, against Qian Dai, he has the key to help me, and it will be difficult for me to win.

Qian Dai sneered and said, "Zhu Xiao, do you think this kind of music can control me? Did you forget that I am also very proficient in rhythm? Saying that Qian Dai had turned into his usual Guse and began to play.

But listening to his string, the rhythm is quite messy, and there seems to be countless worries in his heart that there is nowhere to resolve. Among the holy shuttles, there are already some weak willpower. Affected by this sound, their body and mind are like suffering in boiling water in an oil pan, which is very uncomfortable.

Soon, except for a few god-level masters, the rest of them covered their ears with their hands and dared not listen to this impatience.

With the help of the energy of white crystal stone, Qian Dai's impatient sound actually covered the sound of the bamboo flute, which made the bamboo flute feel more stressed. The light flashed in Zhuxiao's eyes, and he glanced at the black and white gods watching the battle in the distance.

The black and white god and the little Xiaoyao god immediately met and turned into a god-level instrument at the same time and began to play. However, they did not give any magic power in the music, so they did not participate in the decisive battle between Zhu Xiao and Qian Dai.

They played a Buddhist music called "A Qingyin".

At this time, the bamboo flute actually put away the hole flute, knotted the Buddha's fingerprints, and a period of ancient spell buzzed out of the mouth, which contained supreme magic power.

Suddenly, an extremely holy Sanskrit sound enveloped the whole airport. The discomfort caused by Qian Dai's impatience was relieved.

The sound of Sanskrit spells came to his ears. Qian Dai felt that the resistance in his body was getting stronger and stronger, and he became more and more impatient to play the strings in his hand.

Sum, with a hum, the string actually broke.

Qian Dai couldn't help but be stunned.

After seeing the bamboo flute, his pupils suddenly shrank, emitting a cold suction from the center of his eyebrows, shooting at Qian Dai's eyebrows.

Qian Dai suddenly felt something rushed out of his forehead. When he looked closely, it turned out to be the white crystal stone, which turned into an electric light and flew to the bamboo flute.

Zhu Xiao immediately reached out to catch the white crystal and didn't let it really fly into his eyebrows. He looked at Qian Dai and said in a low voice, "Qian Dai, thank you for giving the white crystal stone. See you later!" With that, he waved his hand and made his men withdraw into the shuttle.

"This despicable and shameless bitch used to misunderstand that he killed the King Fengxia God, and I feel a little guilty about him. Now it seems that this guy is really a thousand knives." Wu Xiaoqian said angrily.

After everyone returned to the shuttle, Bai Zixi heard the voice and asked, "Xing Shen, we have won this thing, but how to contact that Ye Feng?"

Zhu Xiao said, "Don't worry. Since he wants this thing, he will naturally contact us, but..." He pondered slightly and then said, "I guess he will probably wait until he comes out of the mountain again. Let's wait for a moment."

The Violet and three other blackbird shuttles have been launched. Wu Xiaoqian asked, "God of Light, are you going to launch a joint attack?"

Qian Dai was stunned for a moment and said sadly, "No need."

Chiba Xun was looking at the Violet when she lost her mind, as if she hadn't seen it at all. She didn't know whether Zhu Xiao was arrogant or not in her heart after so many years?

At this time, she heard that Qian Dai's voice was different. She couldn't help looking at Qian Dai and found that Qian Dai's face was pale. She hurriedly said, "Master, are you too tired? Let the apprentice help you go back to rest?"

"Xun'er, do you hate me?" Qian Dai asked rhetorical.

Chiba Xun was suddenly shocked and said, "Master, why did you say this?"

Qian Dai said, "If it hadn't been for me that Zhuxiao was the murderer of Fengxia God King, maybe you and Zhuxiao would have been lovers and finally got married. Alas, sin, sin!" Qian Dai sighed and dragged his heavy body to his villa - Xiaoguang Building.