Holy Lord Huangquan snorted coldly, his sleeves and robes danced, and his pair of big, thick hands had already gathered a stream of flames emitting a strange blue light. Then he took off directly and blasted Qin Changsheng with the flames in his hands.
At this time, Qin Changsheng was pulled into an illusion by the phantom flute of Holy Master Huangquan, and the surrounding magma hell made Qin Changsheng know that he was trapped in an illusion.
The flames fell at Qin Changsheng's feet, instantly like a spark that could start a prairie fire, wrapping Qin Changsheng in the flames.
The flames were cold and biting. As Qin Changsheng's skin entered his body, and as Qin Changsheng's meridians flowed through his limbs and bones, layers of frost directly wrapped Qin Changsheng in it.
The original sea of consciousness also began to penetrate into the tiny ice crystals, but as soon as they appeared, they were directly dispelled by the vicious aura emanating from the Shura Martial Spirit.
Qin Changsheng looked at the ladder made of piled corpses at his feet. Above the ladder was a throne made of corpses.
With every step he took, there was a creaking sound under his feet, but these sounds seemed to be like the sounds of nature urging Qin Changsheng to walk towards the throne on the ladder to heaven.
Just arrived at the end of the ladder, where the throne is stored.
"If my Taoist heart hadn't gone through several transformations, I might have really fallen in love with the Tao."
Qin Changsheng smiled lightly and waved the long sword in his hand, directly smashing the throne made of white bones into powder.
After the throne was shattered, Qin Changsheng suddenly woke up from his fantasy. In the sea of consciousness, all the remaining negative effects of the Shura Spirit disappeared. As the Yin Yang Tai Chi rotates, the cold air of the body is instantly absorbed one by one, and the Holy Infant also emits golden light at this moment, helping Qin Changsheng transform the energy of Yin air.
The ice sculpture instantly bloomed with blood-red light, and an astonishing momentum bloomed from the ice sculpture.
Qin Changsheng held the sword in his right hand, and with golden ripples under his feet, he rushed towards Holy Lord Huangquan directly.
Although Holy Lord Huangquan was confused because of the sudden explosion of the ice sculpture, he quickly reacted and hurriedly received a sword beam struck by Qin Changsheng and retreated uncontrollably.
"This isn't going to kill you?"
Holy Lord Huangquan was shocked.
Qin Changsheng didn't reply, and struck with another sword light with his backhand.
And because the sword light came too fast, Holy Lord Huangquan hurriedly caught it and was instantly sent flying.
Qin Changsheng continued to rush towards the place where Holy Master Huangquan fell without losing any strength.
"The underworld fell from Mount Buzhou!"
Holy Lord Huangquan formed the seal with his hands, and at the last moment before finally hitting the ground, the seal was finally completed.
A force of gravity instantly pressed down on Qin Changsheng's shoulders.
Qin Changsheng, who was originally above the void, was instantly suppressed by this force and fell to the ground.
The dust was flying, and the heavy pressure kept Qin Changsheng pinned to the ground.
"break!"
Qin Changsheng shouted loudly, and the breath method of the fighting formation holy method instantly circulated throughout his body, and the sound of muscles and bones exploding resounded throughout his body.
As Qin Changsheng punched the invisible air oppressing him one after another. A deafening explosion sounded.
The first level of the Holy Fighting Technique uses the method of breathing to circulate the meridians throughout the body and combines it with the Mountain Shaking Fist. Each punch is stronger than the last. The last punch, which is the ninety-nine and eighty-one punch, will explode. The power of a pound of punch.
Before the Mountain-shaking Fist hit the eighty-first punch, the oppression disappeared under its own weight, as if there was an invisible restraint that was directly destroyed by him on the spot.
At this time, Holy Lord Huangquan had climbed up from the ground, and he and Qin Changsheng were holding each other's horns, looking at each other from a distance.
"A mere saint can force me into such a situation. I am worthy of being a talent who has experienced ninety-nine supreme heavenly tribulations. But a genius must grow up to become a genius, and I will kill you on the path of growth today. ."
Holy Lord Huangquan swept away the decline in his body, and his whole body exuded a strong demonic aura.
"Underworld, blue falls, soul-eating nightmare!"
The surrounding demonic energy rose into the sky like water pillars, and countless wronged souls and resentful spirits were strangled to pieces by the majestic demonic energy. Qin Changsheng felt that his body was beginning to lose control, as if he was about to be destroyed by the demonic energy in front of the Holy Lord Huangquan. The column is absorbed.
Qin Changsheng immediately circulated the five chaotic energies in his body and wrapped his whole body in cyan armor.
But this time, Qin Changsheng knew that when he was on the edge of the Demonic Land, Holy Lord Huangquan did not use his full strength.
Qin Changsheng gritted his silver teeth. Under his command, the Shadowless Sword instantly escaped into the void, and then stopped a foot in front of Holy Master Huangquan. The tip of the Shadowless Sword rippled. Layers of ripples.
"Hmph, a mere ant in the realm of a saint actually tried to kill me with this broken sword."
There was deep disdain in the tone of Holy Lord Huangquan, and then the black robe that tightly wrapped him turned into powder under the erosion of his own demonic energy, showing a black but full of explosive power. muscle.
"Boy, it is said that your body is comparable to the body of the ancient body-refining monks. Today, I will take a good look at how strong your body is."
After speaking, countless pillars of demonic energy rising into the sky turned into streams of astonishing energy and merged into the body of Holy Lord Huangquan, while red formations appeared on his body. Absorb these pure demonic energies into his body.
"Hahahaha, Holy Lord Huangquan, I will forgive you for not accompanying me in today's battle. I will take your life next time we meet!"
At this time, Qin Changsheng once again activated the fifth level of the Immortal Golden Body, and instantly fled towards the Shaoqing Sword Sect.
At this time, Holy Lord Huangquan was stunned for an instant. He never expected that the Jianzi of the Shaoqing Sword Sect who had survived the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation would choose to run away.
But after all, he was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years. Holy Lord Huangquan reacted instantly and turned into a stream of demonic energy and rushed towards Qin Changsheng.
Borrowing the Yin Sha Hunyuan Disk, Holy Lord Huangquan appeared behind Qin Changsheng like a ghost, and a punch containing explosive energy directly hit Qin Changsheng's back.
Qin Changsheng reacted instantly with his fighting consciousness. Before Holy Lord Huangquan's fist could completely fall, he directly urged Walker Wujiang to dodge to the side.
However, Holy Lord Huangquan's fighting consciousness was not weak, and was even slightly stronger. As soon as Qin Changsheng flashed to the side, a huge fist hit him directly in the face.
Qin Changsheng immediately blocked him with his sword.
With the roaring sound.
Qin Changsheng was shocked by the punch and flew backwards.
Holy Lord Huangquan had a sneer on his face and stepped forward, wanting to suppress and kill Qin Changsheng here.
