Standing on the top of the mountain, Qingyang Huan looked at Qingyang Jiong, not paying attention to the eyes of the warriors around him.
Here he felt the blood in his body boiling.
The ancient realm of Qingyang is where the ancestors of the Qingyang family lived and thrived.
There are traces of the great emperors of the past dynasties here.
It was also here that he felt the bond of blood.
Even when he came from Guixu, he had made up his mind to be ruthless and suppress everything, but when he came to Qingyang ancestral land, the connection of blood was also melting his will. .
Two Qingyangs cannot be written in one stroke.
He naturally realized that the leader of the Qingyang clan in front of him was the Wuji King of the fifth heaven, and he had just been promoted to the Da Luo King realm.
"Do you dare to fight?"
Seeing Qingyang Huan like this, Qingyang Jiong, who had been ups and downs for tens of thousands of years, also felt the flames of his blood burning in his heart, like a toppled oven of heaven and earth, blazing with heat.
"The Great War" Qingyang's eyes ignited with green flame light, and his voice was like thunder.
He also had to admit that what Qingyang Huan said was the best way.
The battle between the two of them could be said to be the two strongest in the Qingyang family.
In terms of victory or defeat, the Qingyang family's losses could be reduced.
Minimize.
Is it possible that there is going to be a clan war, where your own people kill your own people, and you fight to the death?
"The Great War" In an instant, Qingyang Huan's figure went straight into the void, the surrounding void collapsed, and an ancient and majestic will was aroused on the ninety-nine-story tower deep in the Qingyang Ancient Realm.
In an instant, a majestic figure appeared, and three illusory battle flags were carried on the shoulders and buzzed, illusory like gods, resounding throughout the Qingyang Ancient Realm.
"Ancestor" In the distance, the high priest saw an illusory figure, opening up half of the world of Qingyang Ancient Realm.
His whole body trembled with excitement, and he lay prone on the ground, mumbling incessantly at the corner of his mouth.
For a time, all the clansmen in the entire Qingyang Ancient Realm felt the throbbing of their blood, and they felt an invisible flame burning from the depths of their blood, blazing and hot.
Qingyang Jiong was surrounded by green flames, and the blood in his body was also activated.
Deep in the ninety-nine-layer stone tower, another stalwart's will was also aroused.
Purple thunder fire emerged from the void, and the blue-purple divine light enveloped the world.
In the thunder and fire all over the sky, a stalwart figure holding a thunder ax appeared, and a figure carrying a flaming war flag appeared.
The figures face each other.
Qingyang Jing, the fifteenth emperor of Qingyang.
The ancient clan emblem was completely spread out over the ancient realm.
All the clansmen were attracted by the boiling clan blood and crawled to the ground one by one.
Many of the warriors had blue-purple divine fire jumping on their bodies, forming an illusory orb.
The imprint outlines the mountains and landscapes.
"If I lose, I will assist you."
A huge ax appeared in Qingyang Jiong's hand, blazing with gold, and on the ax blade was a large Qingsun sword lying on its side.
He had absolute confidence to suppress Qingyang Huan.
Although he was surprised that Qingyang Huan actually entered the Daluo King realm and built the Daluo Dao body in just a few decades, he was still the Wuji King.
In the Qingyang Ancient Realm, all the tribesmen's minds were swaying and their breathing was stagnant.
At this moment, the terrifying power tore a big crack in the sky above the ancient realm.
Qingyang Huan and Qingyang Jiong appeared in the sky above the Qingyang Mountains, and the terrifying power swept through the forest for hundreds of thousands of miles.
Around Qingyang Mountain, there are several branches of Qingyang bloodline living.
They are sheltered here, and they also feel the blood beating at this moment.
The small black and yellow world behind Qingyang Huan spread out, exuding an innate aura, which brought together the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
In the blood worlds in his body, the wild patterns bloomed with blazing divine light.
One million and three hundred thousand The boundless Taoist symbols move together.
Holding it empty in the right hand, the king's spear changes from empty to real, flowing with the divine light of boundless Taoism. boom In an instant, the world was like an explosion of time and space.
Above the Qingyang Mountains, two figures collided together.
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In the eyes of the people around them, it was like an aurora piercing the sky and the earth, tearing apart the sky and revealing the ancient starry sky. too fast The high priest looked far away, unable to catch any trace in his turbid eyes.
By the time he reacted, the giant ax and the king's spear had already touched each other in the sky.
The dazzling divine light burst out, evolving into thousands of spider webs, intertwined and spread out.
The void.
The giant ax stopped above Qingyang Huan's head.
After the terrifying power passed through Qingyang Huan, it split the starry sky behind him, as if the starry sky was exploding.
However, it could only reach this point.
Qingyang Jiong was struggling to advance, and he felt his giant ax hit the divine wall.
The king's spear was the heart, and millions of talismans outlined a boundless shield.
"Millions of talismans, you" At this moment, Qingyang Huan's aura completely transformed, exuding a rich aura of wilderness, like a hunter returning from ancient times.
The billowing blood was extracted from the blood element world, and ancient patterns of wilderness were formed.
A pair of divine armor. clang In an instant, the boundless Taoist talisman collapsed, the giant ax clanked, and Qingyang Jiong stepped back, with disbelief in his eyes.
Even the Taoist talismans he had derived now were only a million.
Wuji Realm is an extension of Daluo Realm.
He couldn't believe that a king who had just been promoted to Daluo King had more Taoist talismans than him.
No wonder Qingyanghuan dared to fight him Of course, the Wuji realm is not just an extension of the Taoist talisman, but also the ultimate transformation of a realm.
After a brief moment of confusion, a beast roar rang out from the giant ax in Qingyang Jiong's hand.
The real beast lying on the ax came to life, and with one stroke of the ax, a totem scene of galloping beasts was created.
Facing the galloping Zhenjian, Qingyanghuan put the king's spear in his hand flat and stabbed forward.
The small black and yellow world trembled slightly.
In an instant, it was as if he had been summoned.
The stars suspended in the physical world were bright and the blood was pouring into it.
In both arms, the king spear was poured into it.
Thirty years of seclusion has transformed the Blood Yuan Realm in his body to 20%.
Each tail of the Nine Dragon Divine Fish given by the Emperor's Master possesses the power of the Nine Dragons.
The dragon power is vast and beyond imagination.
The rushing blood, mixed with the Borderless Dao Talisman, presented a chaotic and inverted scene.
There was also the faint sound of dragon roars, and the dragon fish swung its tail, trying to break through the world and leap through the dragon gate.
The flesh and blood in the body transformed from crystal essence to blood essence, which was based on the chaotic air flow and the wild blood energy of the Nine Dragon Divine Fish.
This scene was manifested at this moment.
With the suppression of the innate black and yellow small world, the blood energy rolled out, and was controlled by Qingyang Huan to directly pierce the void.
Like lightning, it pierced into the heart of the running Zhenya Mei.
In an instant, the vision of the rushing beasts in the world cracked and disappeared. .
After annihilating the true beast and destroying the galloping beasts, the majesty of the king's spear still did not decrease by half, as if it divided the world into two halves and pierced along the handle of the giant axe. puff
In an instant, Qingyang Jiong's big hand holding the giant ax retracted like a divine lightning, and a drop of purple blood fell from the top of the sky, shattering a thousand-foot mountain below into rubble.
The blood beads fell like meteors, smashing open the earth.
Large cracks spread in all directions, and it was unknown how many earth veins were penetrated.
Qingyang's eyes shrank sharply, a crack on the back of his hand shone brightly, purple flames ignited, the Purple Sun Dao Talisman intertwined, and the wound healed.
However, in an instant, the Wujiang Dao Talisman collapsed at the newly healed wound, and the Purple Sun Dao Talisman that belonged to him collapsed.
The Sundao Talisman was melted and the wound opened. not good Feeling that the wound on the back of his hand could not heal was even more surprising than seeing Qingyang Huan derive millions of Taoist talismans.
His Taoist body was a purple-blue Taoist body formed by the fusion of Ziyang and Qingyang Tao.
Ziyang and Qingyang are originally high-level Taoisms.
The Daluo Taoist body created by the two high-level Taoisms is far superior to that of its peers.
Although it is only a small wound, it means that Qingyang Huan has broken his physical body.
After spending a lot of effort to erase the Borderless Dao Talisman from the wound, Qingyang's bright eyes were fixed on Qingyang Huan.
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The king's robe made a hunting sound, and the purple-green divine light emanating from his body was brighter than the sun. .
"Who was it that Qingyang Jiong was fighting against, and actually forced him into such a situation?"
"The auras of the same bloodline belong to the same clan.
When did the Qingyang bloodline gain such a strong man?
His realm is no more than the Great Luo realm, but he actually has such combat power."
Several obscure auras appeared around the Qingyang Mountains.
These were old guys who existed in the Wanlong Mountains, or were ancestors of a clan, or clan leaders, who were attracted by the turbulent aura in the Qingyang Mountains.
"It's too strong, Qingyang Jiong was suppressed to such a situation."
The strong men frowned.
It was precisely because they were familiar with Qingyang Jiong that they understood the terror of Qingyang Huan. roar At this moment, a huge beast shadow emerged from behind Qingyang Jiong.
Each scale was as big as a small mountain, showing a kind of ink black color.
Divine light flowed through the whole body, and the scales shone with a faint light.
This is a true beast, as if the real ancient true beast has awakened, slowly opening its dark golden eyes, and the pressure from the ancient beast spreads across the world.
The breath of Zhenhuang enveloped Qingyang Jiong, and the purple-green divine light bloomed, spreading out in all directions like ripples, and a violent, blazing, vicissitudes, and vast blood washed over the world.
The next moment, Qingyang Jiong disappeared in the sky, leaving only Zhenhuan.
The void collapsed, revealing the ancient starry sky.
The galaxy was impacted, constantly twisting, and the stars were swaying.
The scene in front of him made Qingyang Huan frown, but then he relaxed.
At this moment, he subconsciously looked towards the stone tower in Qingyang Ancient Realm below.
There were vague clouds rolling there, and a majestic figure stood in the clouds.
In between.
In an instant, he seemed to have become an ancient great beast, like a real dragon, like a real jade, like a red bird, like a holy ape.
He was changing his divine form with almost every breath, and the small black and yellow world deep inside his body was beating like a divine organ. , every move coincides with the rhythm of heaven and earth, instantly making the flesh and blood move all over the body.
In particular, the 20% of flesh and blood that had transformed into the blood realm directly formed a vast sea of blood. kill It was at this moment that the Dao Talisman stirred up the blood energy, and the king spear in his hand turned into a bolt of lightning, heading towards Zhenhuan.
The boundless Taoist talisman surrounds the colorful divine light, triggering the appearance of all the Taoism.
All the beasts worship in the Taoism, vaguely illuminating an ancient mountain and river land, breaking through the stars, and suddenly piercing into the heart of Zhen Jianmei. . puff When the world was quiet, the eyes of the strong men watching the battle became dull.
A spear fell like a meteor from heaven and earth, penetrating Zhen Jian's brow, a ball of purple flames rose up, burning Zhen Jian, and Qingyang Jiong's figure emerged from the purple Yan Zhong staggered out, blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
"You lost":