"Ten hells slaughter the sky!"
A gloomy and ghostly roar sounded, and a ten thousand-foot divine prison cage was raised again.
"snort!"
Changqing snorted coldly, and with a flash of figure, he opened the door directly through the hole in the divine prison cage and was about to leave.
But when she first touched Shengmen, Changqing's heart tightened.
"You can do it, and so can I. Of course I know you can crack it." Qianzhang Mirror, who was also in the prison of the Divine Prison, said.
Chains one after another want to wrap around Emperor Zhenwu.
Changqing thought with a thought, and his figure appeared outside the prison of the prison.
With a backhand shot, the divine prison cage directly suppressed the mirror image, and the mirror image immediately released the Ten Prisons Slaughtering Heaven.
"Yes, but you are not very familiar with it." Changqing said with a chuckle.
"That's because you're not familiar with it!" Mirror Image roared.
"..." Changqing was a little embarrassed.
Jiang Qingyue stood in the sky. She looked at Changqing in horror, and doubts arose in her heart.
These powerful magical powers have been mastered to this extent, but they are... not familiar with them?
She was certain that the mirror image she reflected in Changqing had the same mastery of these magical powers as Changqing's true body.
But……
Why does she feel that the Evergreen Club is only used temporarily when it is available?
Shouldn't such a powerful supernatural power be like his Xiaoyao Sword, with proficiency and instinct?
How can it be used in such a temporary situation?
"The ancient giant, this is the statue of the saint."
"This combat power is beyond Changqing's realm, sharing Changqing's consumption and all abilities..."
"Even if Evergreen can swallow the mirror image and recover, it won't last long."
"Cooperating with his sword intent, Changqing's combat power at this time surpasses that of a First-Run Sanxian..."
"My advantage lies in my foundation and the sea of people."
Jiang Qingyue gritted her silver teeth. She did not hesitate to exert all her fighting power, just like Chang Qing.
Even if she couldn't kill Chang Qing, she would definitely break the statue of the saint invited by Chang Qing!
"Ghost way, mass-destroying sword!"
Chang Qing shouted again, and the imperial crown and dragon robe disappeared for a while, replaced by an incorporeal body like a fierce ghost.
Between heaven and earth, thousands of miles of golden light suddenly disappeared.
The mysterious light is dazzling, and it is actually colder than the ghost divine light between life and death.
"I won't break the mirror, but I can kill all your souls!"
Evergreen eyes are as bright as pillars, and so is the statue of Emperor Zhenwu.
However, Emperor Zhenwu's expression was a little strange during the battle.
He seemed to be confused as to how Changqing's combat power improved so quickly.
He didn't seem to understand that Chang Qing could master such a powerful sword.
However, this sword technique is easy to use!
Emperor Zhenwu held the Seven-Star Divine Sword, and with just one sword flower, he wiped out dozens of mirror images of Evergreen.
At this time, he seemed to be using Chang Qing's power to kill Chang Qing himself.
The fluctuations of the battle continue to spread with the vibrating power of heaven and earth and the power of laws.
The scattered immortals in distant places felt the reaction one after another and rushed here.
The Shenyue Immortal Sect is located at the border of the Sky Domain and the Mountain and Sea Domain. At this time, the immortals of the Immortal Sect and the monsters and beasts have all arrived.
But when he saw the hundreds of thousand-foot-long dharma images and an ancient giant god, the Sanxian who was in his second turn turned around and left.
There were only a handful of Loose Immortals above Rank 2. After looking at them for a while, they didn't dare to stay.
"The Immortal shows the way!"
Chang Qing's sword finger looks a bit like Jiang Qingyue.
Emperor Zhenwu held the Seven-Star Divine Sword and stabbed it out.
The ten thousand-foot sword energy split open the realm-like realm of ghost magic between life and death. Jiang Qingyue did not dodge, or in other words, she had no time to dodge.
Her figure immediately shattered and dissipated, but almost at the same time, on the horizon in the distance, a statue of a thousand-foot-long female immortal stood tall.
Jiang Qingyue, self-dharma image!
Moon God, Jiang Yuexian!
"Immortal magic and magical power, the shadow of the moon falls on the sycamore trees."
Jiang Qingyue pinched her fingers, and a bright moon reflected half of the sky.
At this time, the bright moon was slowly falling.
Changqing felt a strange power, as if his combat power was constantly declining with the waning moon.
When the crescent moon was like a hook, Changqing blessed the statue of Emperor Zhenwu with the Ghost Dao Destroyer Sword. His combat power should have surpassed that of a First-Run Sanxian, but at this time, his combat power was only less than that of a First-Run Sanxian.
It was just an immortal spell that reduced Changqing's combat power by a huge level!
"Your immortal magic is very strong, but unfortunately, you haven't come into contact with the Heaven and Earth yet, and you don't know the true magical power of immortal magic."
Jiang Qingyue said.
At the same time, the hundreds of thousand-foot-long mirror images in the field simultaneously put away their momentum. At this time, they changed their appearance, and they were all middle-aged men with stern faces.
They were all wearing moon-white fairy robes.
Their breath echoed the crescent moon in the sky.
Not only did their combat power not diminish, but it actually increased!
"This is the ability of my Moon Immortal Clan. When the water is full, it will overflow, and when the moon is full, it will be short. Under the light of my divine moon, the cultivation level of those illuminated will fluctuate, not just suppress it."
Jiang Qingyue spoke.
Chang Qing also felt it. After his combat power was suppressed to the point where it was less than the First Turn Scattered Fairy Queen, his combat power was still fluctuating violently.
Sometimes, it is just a moment of emptiness and underworld, and sometimes, it even surpasses the realm of a loose immortal.
With such unstable fluctuations, any monk would be helpless.
Some will even disrupt the release of immortal magic and harm themselves.
"Even in Tianwaitian, I rarely use this ability." Jiang Qingyue said: "Your sword intention and your god's statue are powerful. You have a way to kill me, but you can do it. ?"
"As for me, as long as I can defeat you this time, it doesn't matter whether I kill you or not."
Jiang Qingyue smiled slightly and said, "Hongchen Fairy, are you accustomed to it?"
Jiang Qingyue gave Changqing the utmost respect. Changqing wanted to appreciate it, but actually didn't need it.
Changqing looked around the audience. Finally, he could no longer chop "himself" like melons and vegetables, and he felt much better.
"Red Moon Merchant Guild and Red Moon Immortal, they are from the Moonless Clan, and you are from the Moon Immortal Clan?"
Changqing asked.
"Yes, the monsters all have different types, and of course the human race also has them, but they are not as distinct as the monsters." Jiang Yuexian said.
"Actually, I also have a race." Changqing smiled.
This smile rarely appears on Changqing's face.
It was a smile that no one could understand.
"Oh?" Jiang Qingyue suddenly became suspicious, "You are so powerful, are you also from a certain ethnic group? I thought that after you became a saint, you would establish a new ethnic group with your blood."
Changqing curled his lips and said, "No need, because my ancestors have already done it."
"What clan are you from? Perhaps your clan is stronger than our Moon Immortal clan and the Moonless clan."
"I am the Huaxia clan." Changqing said quietly: "As for whether you are strong or weak, you will know after fighting."
A mirror image disappeared into the shadow of the moon, and a crescent sword energy swept across Changqing.
At the same time, the divine light of the bright moon in the sky dimmed, and Changqing's cultivation level fluctuated instantly, lowering to the third level of the void and underworld realm.
Evergreen eyes, full of energy.
At this moment, he activated the Moment Eternity of the Creation Eternal Sword.
Time has become extremely slow in Chang Qing's eyes.
When the crescent moon swept in front of his neck, Changqing flipped his wrist, and suddenly raised the Seven-Star Divine Sword in the hand of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu.
Just this pick directly hit the center of the Crescent Sword Qi.
With a point of Arrancar, the hundred-foot crescent sword energy shattered in mid-air.
