The stone tower suspended in mid-air was surrounded by light.
The young warriors sitting in it frowned when they saw the eyes below looking towards them. \ “So brave, I really don’t know whether to live or die.”
Suddenly, the young man scolded him coldly, and stood up, his aura rushing down from mid-air.
Listening to the voice coming from below, the young man in green robe sitting in the center couldn't help but frown, as if the rumors below were so harsh.
In an instant, a vast scorching heat ignited from his body, roasting the entire stone palace like an oven.
Several young warriors followed beside him, and their expressions changed involuntarily, as if they had thought of something.
"I don't know how high the sky is, don't cause disaster for your tribe, I" However, the words were stuck halfway, and the warrior who spoke out found that he was blocked by a figure.
"Brother Yan, why do you need to take action?"
However, Yantianya didn't care at all, and just stepped down from mid-air.
A flash of dissatisfaction flashed in the eyes of the person who made the sound, but he did not dare to show up.
He watched Yantianya move towards the direction of Kaiming Beast. go.
The heat like an oven scorched the surroundings.
Faced with such an impact, many warriors stepped out of the way and fell from the mid-air.
As if they were entering a deserted land, Yantian Cliff stepped toward Qingyang Huan.
At this moment, Qingyang Huan's whole body was full of fighting spirit.
Now that he had figured out the reason, he had great fortune and was no worse than these ancient tribes, or even stronger.
Naturally, he had to have power commensurate with it.
Why bother to act coquettishly?
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Since he was a little impulsive before and killed Jin Chanjing, there is no harm in being a little more impulsive.
He has good fortune and foundation, and now he needs a warrior who can set off him.
Just like the Lashan Zhenjiang seen, the momentum is like a rainbow.
Even though he knows that his fate is not long, he still looks down upon the world.
This is the general trend of a warrior's behavior in the world.
If you want to establish your authority, you naturally have to use the most powerful one.
After searching for a week, the only one found was Yantianya.
Of course, he didn’t know who it was before, but Stone Spear pointed it out to him.
He could only blame him for his bad luck.
Just met myself.
"I came here to wait for Xiaoluo."
After falling, Yantianya calmed down his momentum, which made the surrounding warriors breathe a sigh of relief.
However, they saw the open space in front of Qingyanghuan and Yantianya, with dust splashing, transformed earth dragons fighting, and flying sand and rocks. .
"I didn't expect that I looked away."
"What a coincidence, who asked you to be here?"
Qingyang Huan also responded.
"I've caught up, there's nothing I can do about it."
A high fighting spirit arose, and the roar of beasts and swords exploded, piercing the ears of the surrounding warriors and making them feel dizzy.
Listening to the unknown words of the two people, everyone couldn't help but be confused, but there was also a glint in the warrior's eyes, as if they understood the meaning of the words.
"This is not the first time that Yan has become a stepping stone in the eyes of others.
Unfortunately, most of them were turned into ashes by me."
"There are also those who step on your feet, right?"
Qingyang Huan said softly without taking it seriously.
In an instant, the earth dragon turned into dust between the two exploded.
A red killing light splashed out from Yantianya's eyes and headed towards Qingyang Huan. .
There was only one person in the entire Lashan Mountain who stepped into his step, and that was Xiaoluo, the leader of the aspirational list.
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He was ranked ninety-nine on the aspirational list.
The significance of the leader had far exceeded the precious blood and bone pattern rewarded by the ancestral court.
For the sake of this position of leader, even though he had realized the opportunity to advance to the Soul-Taking Realm not long ago, he suppressed it.
Of course, there is something to be gained, and the blessings brought by being at the top of the rankings far exceed those of being promoted to the Soul Photographer Realm. call out The scorching stream of light streaked across the void, making the void burn a little illusory, and a scorching breath passed into the hearts of every warrior.
"Nine Suns Artistic Concept" "It is rumored that among the ancestors of the ancient Qiuyan clan, there was a strong man who understood a complete Nine Suns' Way, and it was imprinted in the blood and passed down from generation to generation."
Buzz The incoming fire light transformed into a large red beast, its light shining as bright as jade.
The same faint darkness lingered in Qing Yanghuan's palm, turning into a curved arc and flowing between the palms, then whizzing out along the palm and cutting towards Qian Yan.
Click The roaring evil shadow of the prisoner collided with the dark killing light, and cracks appeared, and then spread to the entire body of the beast.
At this moment, it was no longer a ball of fire, but more like a red and flesh-and-blood beast, but it was The whole body is covered with cracks. boom The fine cracks completely collapsed, and the fire exploded and exploded, turning into dots of fire rain and falling down.
Every time a drop fell, a dark burning hole appeared.
However, the dark killing light shattered the Nine Yang Fire, and its power remained undiminished as it headed towards Yantian Cliff.
"break" Yantianya growled, stretched out his hand and grabbed at the incoming killing light.
The killing splattered with blood and disappeared in a flash, and crystal blood drops dripped from the palm of his hand.
What "Yantianya, who aspired to be second on the list, was actually injured."
The crystal droplets of blood fell, allowing everyone to see clearly.
This was a collision of artistic conceptions, and it was clear at a glance whether it was tyrannical or not.
It can be said that everyone was shocked.
After all, it is well known that Yantianya is ranked second on the list.
There is no doubt about his strength.
After just one move, his palm was cut.
Although it was not heavy, it made people doubtful.
However, Qingyang Huan did not stop at all.
He turned his palm again, and a palm-sized copper tripod floated in his palm.
Many lines were formed on the surface of the bronze tripod, as if they were intertwined and outlined along an inexplicable trajectory.
In a daze, everyone watched as a murderous demon king transformed into the dark flowing light, exuding a monstrous murderous intent.
"This is the Killing Bone Soldier" Suddenly, an old warrior exclaimed, with surprise in his eyes.
There was no need to say more about the bone soldiers, but the bone soldiers marked with killing patterns were different.
Terrifying killing light swept through the surroundings, and the Killing Demon King revived, making people's bodies feel like they were being cut by sharp knives.
boom The bronze cauldron fell, its body trembling with intertwined bone patterns and flashing light.
It suddenly enlarged to several feet in size and fell down like a hill.
The bronze cauldron shrouded Yantian Cliff in a shadow, and violent killings poured down like a tide.
"open" At this moment, even Yantianya couldn't help but shout loudly.
Qingyang Huan's power between the two moves had exceeded his expectations.
Although the other party's Taoist Emperor's level of comprehension is slightly weaker than his, the Avenue of Killing is the top avenue among all the ways in the world, even higher than Jiuyang Taoism.
Under the situation that the artistic conceptions of both sides were not much different, coupled with the existence of the killing bone soldiers, they directly suppressed the power of his Jiuyang Taoism.
At this moment, he even felt in a trance.
Could it be that Qingyang Huan's creation was really stronger than him?
Although the Eight Paths Divine Treasures and the artistic conception of killing were hidden in his mind, he didn't really take it seriously.
His pride and momentum were the result of going through battles step by step.
When cast together, his heritage and fortune combined are also beyond everyone's imagination.
The fist flashed with red light and blasted forward, hitting the bronze tripod and exploding with a surging force.
Clang Accompanied by the clanging sound of iron, the bronze tripod trembled, stopped falling, and then rolled back towards Qingyang Huan.
Of course, the bronze cauldron surrounded by killings was not so easy to fight back.
The sharp killing light left a ravine-like blood stain on his fist
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