Everyone knew that Kong Lingjie was going to use his trick, it was his low-level immortal martial arts, psychic shooting.
"Psychic Red Flash!"
Kong Lingjie roared wildly, and the spear in his hand stabbed directly at Wen Qingye, and the true qi in the sky turned blood-red, turned into a vast ocean, and rushed forward.
Wen Qingye faced the wind that swept the world, and then danced with his right hand, and pieces of moving sword light continued to spread towards the surroundings.
He knew that Kong Lingjie would definitely guard against his sword rules, and since this was the case, then let him taste the domineering of this unicorn fire.
Wen Qingye's palm gently stroked the sword body of Yi Nian Sword, with a sneer in his eyes.
Snort!
Snort!
The purple-gold vitality rushed out of Wen Qingye's palm like a flame, rushing towards the sword body of Yi Nian Sword, and in less than a moment, the Zhuxian Sword was covered in purple flames.
A purple-gold sword appeared in front of everyone's eyes, shining with a moving brilliance, like the most beautiful and moving fireworks in the world.
Roar!
Roar!
A strange roar emerged from the sword body of Yi Nian Sword, and the rhythm of the sound trembled with everyone's hearts, and everyone felt as if their hearts were about to jump out.
Wen Qingye grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised his head and looked at the red spear in the sky with a devastating momentum, and rushed directly with a sword and a finger in his hand.
Wen Qingye went up against the wind, and the corners of his clothes swayed with the wind.
Eventually, the tip of the sword and the tip of the spear collided violently.
Clang!
In an instant, a metal storm spread out from the tip of the sword and the tip of the gun, and the heavens and the earth trembled wildly.
But whether it is the tip of the spear, the tip of the sword has not retreated half an inch.
The next moment!
Under the gaze of countless masters in heaven and earth, the sword with purple and golden flames suddenly bloomed with thousands of feet of firelight, as if it had turned into an ancient giant beast, opened its bloody mouth, and rushed forward.
Click!
Click!
Click!
The spear of the spiritual artifact in Kong Lingjie's hand seemed to have received a huge impact, and a crack like a spider's web appeared, and then it slammed into pieces.
Kong Lingjie retreated even more, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked at Wen Qingye below in horror, and suddenly, his face distorted.
I saw that in his body, clusters of purple flames rushed towards him, and the power of the explosion was difficult to stop.
Wen Qingye has reached a new realm for the Qilin Fire, and the Qilin Fire rushing into the human body not only plays a role in containment, but also destroys it.
Kong Lingjie hurriedly used his true qi to block the devouring of the Qilin Fire, but his cultivation was difficult to stop the domineering power of the Qilin Fire at all, and he could only watch the purple flames sweep through his body.
The moment when the purple flame completely engulfed Kong Lingjie's heart was the moment when he died.
"Wen Qingye, even if I die, I won't let you have a good time" Suddenly, Kong Lingjie felt that he had lost all his vitality, and looked at Wen Qingye frantically, the true qi in his whole body was like magma that had not erupted for many years.
He directly gave up the purple flame impact in his body, and poured the true qi of his whole body into his arm, only to see that his arm continued to transform, as if it had turned into a huge black spear, stabbing towards the void air in front of him.
"Psychic Eclipse Wave" The sky seemed to turn into darkness all of a sudden, and an extremely oppressive atmosphere instantly shrouded the sky, and the black spear rushed towards Wen Qingye with billowing true qi.
"Trapped Beast Fight!"
As soon as Wen Qingye held the long sword in his hand, the Qilin Fire roared out instantly, covering Wen Qingye's dantian, and his eyes also suddenly appeared with purple light.
At that moment, it seemed that countless purple fire refining were spinning around Wen Qingye, and the sky was shaking, and then there seemed to be countless sharp cold surging out between heaven and earth.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
The monks who were holding swords around them found that their long swords rushed out completely uncontrollably, suspended in mid-air, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Wen Qingye.
"The third sword of the Three Absolute Sword Style!
Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!
” The indifferent voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, Wen Qingye's footsteps slowly stepped forward, and countless purple fire refining also spun with it, and then a sword slashed towards the black spear in front of him.
The sword seemed to fall from the moat, and pressed heavily towards the black ahead.
The sword and the spear collided directly, and the purple light and the black spear that were dazzling to the extreme reflected each other, and everyone present couldn't help but close their eyes.
Rumble!
A sharp roar sounded repeatedly, as if it had turned into a tangible wave, and it was lined up in circles around it, and some of the Qianhua Night Soldiers who had not reached the Xuan Immortal suddenly began to bleed from their ears, and their bodies continued to retreat towards the rear.
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Wen Qingye's arm shook, and he suddenly felt a powerful force from the front, Rao Wen Qingye practiced the Dragon Roll Hundred Flowers Xuangong or his body floated, and a long wave of qi was sent out in the air.
Wow!
Wen Qingye felt a tightness in his chest, and then he couldn't hold back anymore, and spit out a mouthful of black blood directly, which was a little better.
Kong Lingjie's condition in the distance was even worse, his whole body fell into an extremely strange state, his whole body was extremely red, and his face became extremely distorted because of the inexplicable pain.
Kong Lingjie felt as if his body was about to be swallowed by the purple flames, and his strong desire to survive couldn't help but make him shout to Wen Qingye: "Let me live, I have a secret to tell you."
"Secret?"
Wen Qingye glanced at Kong Lingjie and said casually: "What you want to say is that you and Liu Xiang are both direct subordinates of Dongfang Wuyun, the king of the Nine Netherworld Prefectures?"
The reason why this Cloud Palace Rebellion has been delayed is actually your deliberate doing?
” When Kong Lingjie heard Wen Qingye's words, it was as if he had seen a ghost, and he was shocked; "How do you know?"
The moment he finished speaking, Kong Lingjie felt that his body was hot, as if the flames had rushed out, death was constantly approaching, and one of his feet had already stepped on the ghost gate.
Wen Qingye looked at Kong Lingjie calmly and said, "For me, this news didn't make me let me put your value" Li Tianhong had already told him the news, Kong Lingjie, the master of the Xuan Realm, and Liu Xiang, the master of the Tianxiang Mansion, both followed Dongfang Wuyun, and Dongfang Wuyun took refuge in Feng Qi.
Therefore they will die, and there is no room for negotiation.
Wen Qingye also knew that the Nine Netherworld States were not only following Dongfang Wuyun to take refuge in Feng Qi, he would not let go of any of these people.
"Wen Qingye, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost" Kong Lingjie knew that Wen Qingye would not let himself go, he shouted out those words with almost all his strength, and when he finished shouting, it seemed that a purple spark poured out from his heart.