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ah!
The Qing Lei Ghost Saint screamed, not only was his wrist broken, but from Su Qinian's body, the light was as bright as the sun hanging high in the sky. This kind of Taoist breath is almost naturally incompatible with the ghost and underworld races, and compared to the gods, The light aura on this child had an indescribable aura, which frightened and disgusted the two races even more.
At this moment, Su Qinian's eyes gradually became brighter, as if they were stained with bright fire. The boxing skills of the Saint of the Nether Tribe just now were indeed stunning, but the powerful fists of the Netherworld Thunder God Furnace were not enough for Su Qinian. It is not a training, nourishing the light with the energy of death. For him who has ignited the light heart, the laws of the holy realm are forbidden and can only become the firewood for the light heart to burn, making him more and more diligent in the path of light.
boom!
Immediately, two dazzling divine lights shot out from Su Qinian's eyes. The divine light was like a knife, swirling around 200,000 fine ancient Taoist talismans, and cut into the divine palace between his eyebrows.
puff!
A stream of reverse blood spat out, and the Green Thunder Ghost Saint felt like he was struck by lightning. He flew out, suffered heavy injuries, and his eyes were confused.
clang!
At this time, a figure was like wind and rain, like thunder and lightning, moving in a mysterious trajectory, knocking back a young master of the Nether Tribe with one punch, and appeared in front of the holy green thunder ghost almost instantly.
Tsk!
He pointed his sword together, eight colors of light intertwined, and with a pop, he chopped it in half.
Even at the moment before he lost consciousness, the Qing Lei Ghost Saint's almost sinking mood was still stirring. He never thought that the spiritual will of the descendant of the Suotian lineage was actually slightly better than him.
"Feng Zhuixi!"
The young master of the underworld who was forced to retreat roared angrily. His whole body was blazing with brilliance, like a great sun of underworld fire. His fingers and palms were shaking, and his gray hair was rising. Like the son of the underworld, he was dressed in pure white battle clothes with a delicate face. Kill the gentle young man.
Feng Zhuixi!
Su Qinian's eyes moved slightly. Although he didn't recognize everyone, War King Qi Qing had also mentioned that some of the top masters and even the strongest among the younger generation of the human race, among them was Feng Zhuixi, the son of the Human Emperor Feng family. He is the direct grandson of the current Human Emperor of the Feng family, a young and powerful man who has established himself in the ancestral palace. There are even rumors that the current Human Emperor values him very much and even personally preached for several years to lay a supreme foundation for him.
There is no false person under the great reputation.
Su Qinian's heart was awe-inspiring. Although the Green Thunder Ghost Saint had his wrist broken by him, his physical strength was actually stronger than his. In the situation where the laws of the holy realm were prohibited, he could easily chop him with a finger sword. , although it was unexpected, it can also be seen that his accomplishments in cultivation are truly unfathomable.
Quickly restraining his thoughts, Su Qinian looked forward again. The Saint of the Nether Tribe who mastered the supreme boxing technique, and the punch that trapped him just now was indeed amazing. If he had not experienced the baptism of the Divine Sun and had a deep foundation, he would have been even more amazing. When the heart of light is ignited, the light will never be extinguished and the will will last forever. Otherwise, you will most likely suffer a big loss, let alone use this to refine yourself and take the path of light one step further, adding one hundred thousand light talismans at once.
Ordinarily, a powerful person in the Open Heaven realm can become a saint with one hundred thousand Taoist talismans, which is the threshold for condensing the divine chain of laws. But when he thought of the original saint Bai Fan, who had 300 million Taoist talismans, he turned nine times and became a saint in one step, Su Qinian understood. He still has a long way to go, and there is a big gap in his background between him and his predecessors.
Damn it!
Not far away, the Saint of the Nether Tribe was in a very bad mood. This descendant of the Suotian lineage seemed to be invincible. In just a short moment, his Tao Qi increased sharply. It was as if he was being used to practice martial arts and treated as a human being. The whetstone.
At the thought of this, the eyes of this Nether Saint turned cold. He is a powerful saint, well-known in the entire Nether Clan, and ranks at the top. He is only one step away from becoming a saint after nine turns, and because of inheritance The Dark Thunder Holy Fist was selected to enter the tributary of the underworld and come to intercept the young heroes of the human race. If it were defeated by the young and powerful human race, there would be nothing to say. If it lost to a mere existence in the fourth step of the Earth Realm, the ghosts in the future would With the two clans of the underworld, how could he have the face to stand in the world again?
"If I can't kill you with one punch, then I'll use ten punches or a hundred punches! If I don't believe it, you can't be beaten by divine iron!"
The Saint of the Underworld clan roared loudly, his whole body glowing, and the gray-purple thunder light lingered in the palms of his hands. He waved his fist and outlined the Underworld Thunder Furnace. The simple furnace was as real as substance, glowing with cold metallic light, like a sacred mountain, facing towards Su Qinian fell down.
Su Qinian raised his eyebrows and said in a slightly cold tone: "The same tricks will not have any effect on Su!"
boom!
In an instant, Su Qinian's blood boiled all over his body. His feet were shaped like a dragon, his back rose up like a dragon, and he raised his fist to attack forward.
hold head high!
There is the sound of dragon roars, sacred and majestic, and the light of the fist is blazing, like a divine sun exploding, and infinite light pouring out like the vast sea. For the ghosts and the underworld, light is the most harmful. Of course, just like the two poles of yin and yang, they complement each other, but Su Qinian was possessed of the light path and his heart of light was ignited. He was completely different from the gods and had an essential difference.
This punch is the Immortal Fist of Time. The light Taoism has evolved to the extreme in Su Qinian's hands. The edge of his fist is like platinum and crystal clear like glass. The light of the fist is gushing out and surrounded by bright Taoist talismans, which actually outlines a vicissitudes of ancient times. The dragon shape is the divine form of the ancient heavenly dragon, integrated into the fists of the Timeless Fist. Su Qinian now has a bright martial mind, and his understanding of fighting methods is improving almost every moment.
clang!
Su Qinian used the edge of his fist to hit the Underworld Thunder God Furnace hard. The two fists collided, creating a dazzling beam of light that shot out in all directions like thousands of meteor showers.
After punching out, Su Qinian's momentum remained unabated. He moved his fist again and punched out again. It landed on the wall of the fist that seemed to be substantial, and brilliant sparks flew out.
clang! clang! clang! clang!
Su Qinian's fists are getting faster and faster. The end of the speed of light is time. The blending of light and time creates a boxing technique that is almost the essence of Su Qinian's martial arts. The edge of his fists gradually disappears, leaving only A ray of light fell, a ray of platinum beam, crystal clear and gorgeous, brilliant and vast, with a compelling aura.
puff!
With a soft sound, the Underworld Thunder Divine Furnace was pierced. The powerful saint from the Underworld clan groaned almost at the same time, and opened his mouth to spit out a stream of gray blood.
kill!
Su Qinian uttered murderous sounds, his tone was calm and calm, he stepped on the road of time, raised his fists forward, both body and boxing skills were reaching an extreme, he did not deliberately provoke the taboo of time, he was just using the light to form a perfect fit. , to resonate, even so, it made the top saint of the underworld change his expression in horror.
boom!
This attack was so fast that even a powerful Saint from the Nether Tribe was thrown into the air with one punch, blood splattered on his chest, and he was even burned by bright fire, producing green smoke.
"ah!"
As a supreme saint of the elder generation, this strong man from the underworld howled and roared. If it weren't for the power of the holy realm being banned, why would he be so humiliated? He was actually injured by a venerable person in the earth-opening realm, and he almost didn't fight back. Power.
But Su Qinian was merciless, and the road of time stretched out, almost following him like a shadow. He turned his palm into a sword, with a bright and sharp edge. The war energy of time was like a dragon entwining between the palms of his fingers, and it was like a platinum magic sword slashing down. With a bang, without any hindrance, the supreme saint of the underworld was split into two halves.
The ghost blood spattered and the screams alarmed many masters from the three tribes, especially the masters from the ghost and ghost tribes who had ample manpower. Someone had already noticed it just a moment ago, but Su Qinian was too fast, and they had no time to take action. A moment later, the supreme underworld saint who had inherited the Underworld Thunder Fist had been cut into two halves.
"Shuzi is rampant!"
"If you dare to kill me, the saint of the underworld, you will take your life!"
"The legend of the Suotian lineage is meant to be broken, and the myths must be annihilated in the torrent of history!"
In an instant, three strong men from the two tribes took action, escaped, and headed towards the place where Su Qinian was. Two of them belonged to the Nether Tribe and one belonged to the Ghost Tribe. This time, the three of them and Su Qinian all Belonging to the powerful men of his generation, he has strong blood and vigorous aura. In Su Qinian's experience, except for the goddess Lei Ji, among the younger generation, only the original emperor's son, Ao Huang, or the eldest prince of the Ao family of the East China Sea, Ao Huang. There are only a few people who can compete with it. As expected, those who arrived this time are all true masters of the younger generation of the two races, not to mention those who can enter the Yama Palace. The Forbidden King can only be said to be the bottom among them.
"Well done!"
Su Qinian's eyes were bright and his fighting spirit was surging. This was what he wanted. The next moment, he stepped on the road of time, and two identical figures appeared beside him. They stepped forward at the same time, towards the three major clans of the two clans. The young master greeted him.
"How brave! You dare to use just a shadow of a body skill, you are so arrogant and unreasonable!"
"die!"
The three young masters of the ghost and underworld tribes were furious. This was a complete contempt. They actually used their physical body to transform into shadows to meet the enemy. Do they really think they are soft persimmons!
boom! boom! boom!
The three of them killed each other almost at the same time. The auras of ghosts and ghosts intertwined, like three cold torrents of the sky and the sea. They were extremely domineering, and the aura of Taoism boiled, manifesting three astonishing phenomena: a boundless sea of ghosts, floating corpses, and a mountain of ghosts. Thousands of miles away, the flowers of the innocent souls are miserable and beautiful, and the hell dogs are roaring, jumping among the nine ghosts...
Su Qinian's expression did not change, and he shot his body and two incarnations of time at the same time. The Immortal Time Fist produced a roaring dragon roar, the light was like the sea, and the battle blood surged like the sun lake, resonating with time. The light of the fist was like a dragon, and like a rift. The light of the world rushes forward.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Almost instantly, Su Qinian and the three masters of the two tribes exchanged blows at the same time. Su Qinian's body swayed slightly, and his feet were rooted. The same was true for the two time incarnations, while the three young masters of the two tribes flew out. Xu Zhizhi, after stumbling to the ground, everyone showed a look of shock.
"impossible!"
The three people shouted in shock, especially the two young masters of the Nether Tribe who fought against the two time incarnations. Their whole arms were spasming. They were not like incarnations at all, but real flesh and blood. The kind of energy, blood and The spirit and will are real and true, and the body is so strong that it is unimaginable, even more powerful than the divine iron. (Genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu! The fighting is a bit laggy, I’m ashamed.)
