“Haha~~~”

Qing Liao waved the Fangtian Painted Spear with his hand, and went around, with unparalleled power and unparalleled power.

Immediately, the Dragon Clan's momentum rose sharply, and the offensive became even more sharp.

When Yan Yuanjiang saw this scene, his expression was very bad, and he said, "Hmph, it's just a use of external forces, and he is so arrogant."

Fu Ji's eyes reflected the magic array gold net, and he thoughtfully said, "Yes, he is just the realm of the Yang God. With the help of the power of the magic array, he can match the perfection of the soul."

Just a moment, Qing Liao waved the Fang Tian Painting Ji in the field and swept a large area of ​​Tiange people and horses. Many of them were unlucky and were directly killed.

"Brother Dao, I'll leave this person to me."

Yan Yuanjiang frowned, hesitated for a moment, sighed again, and said, "I'm sorry for fellow Taoists."

Fu Ji stepped forward and suddenly heard a clanging sound, the sound of the sword spread out, and he headed straight into the field.

On the other side, Qing Liao's hand was invincible and powerful wherever he passed.

The murderous intent was thunderous and lush, and the mist was filled with a pale scene, which was like carved patterns, mysterious and unpredictable.?

Every time Fang Tian’s painting halberd is swung, a curved crescent moon will appear, and frost white condenses ice.

As time goes by, thousands of thin crescent moons appear around, colliding around and colliding, forming a shocking picture.

Without beautiful exquisiteness, on the contrary, it gives people a cold and cold cold with infinite murderous intent.?

Being in it is very depressing?

Wherever the Crescent Moon went, the people and horses of the Heavenly Court retreated one after another.

"Ha ha!!"

Qing Liao laughed loudly, holding the Fangtian Painted Spear in his hand, and was indifferent. An invincible artistic conception settled in his heart, like a tender bud that broke through the ground and began to grow vigorously.

Waving the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, Qing Liao became more and more fierce in fighting. The method he practiced was originally the way to kill the battlefield. Now, with the help of the power of the magic array, he was invincible among the people in the Heavenly Court, but he felt that the martial arts were running smoothly and the power was continuous.

"Kill, kill, kill!"?

Qing Liao became more and more fierce as he fought, his eyes were filled with red light. Fang Tian’s painting halberd waved, and endless crescent moons rose and fell in the water light, stacking layers.

"kill!!!"

Qing Liao's golden armor was stained with blood, and was incredibly fierce. Under this invincible artistic conception, he had already sensed that his previous bottleneck began to move, and seemed to be able to break through at any time.?

At this moment, suddenly, endless sword energy wandered in the turbid sea, like a white rainbow, and each path was filled with colorful clouds and qi penetrated the sky.

The sword energy leaped out and found the endless crescent moon very accurately.

"Crack~"

The sword energy hit, and the crescent-moon painting scene that was invincible just now was broken like a mirror, making a crackling sound, and then returned to nothingness.

"This...is impossible!!"

When Qing Liao saw this scene, he was stunned at first, and then his face changed color.?

The next moment.

The turbid sea area suddenly opened to both sides, and then a huge elephant head poked out, with a huge body still behind.

As soon as it appeared, a pressure came to my face, endless.

And on the back of this huge strange beast, a figure stood gracefully, with a high robe and a high crown, and a stance.

"It's you!"

Fang Tian's painting halberd was standing in front of him, and Qing Liao's eyes were wary and eager to try.

Yuxu's disciple Fu Ji, now the only son of Yuxu's leader, is much higher than him in terms of identity. Although it is only the first time we meet, this person brings him a heavy pressure and feels very uncomfortable.

"The Realm of the Soul."

The red light in Qing Liao's eyes faded away, and the golden light shone like red gold, staring at Fuji.

"Come."

Fu Ji was downplaying, paced on the back of Lingxiang, looking at the golden silk wrapped around Qing Liao's body, and smiled: "Let me see what the Dragon Clan has prepared for so many years."

The words are not big, they are plain, they are very clear and the moon is bright, and they are calm.

But it sounded particularly harsh in Qing Liao's ears. His face suddenly turned red. It was not that it was calm and light. It was obvious that he looked down on himself and did not take himself in his eyes.

It's tolerant, but who can't bear it!

Especially the last sentence made him feel even more excited, but the last reason still made him suppress his strong murderous intent in his heart.

No matter how Yuxu knew it, it was too late now, especially since he was in a state of invincibility. Now that he heard such words, he waved the Fangtian Painted Ridge, pointed at Fu Ji, and said, "It is rumored that all the disciples of Yuxu are extremely arrogant. Let's see how I cut you under the halberd today."

Fu Ji looked calm, neither happy nor angry, but said lightly: "You take action first."

Qing Liao did not respond, his face was indifferent, and he directly swung the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, slashed it from top to bottom.?

The murderous aura spread across the sky, and countless crescent moons were derived. After the crescent moon, there were spots of golden light, dizzying with light.

The golden light leaped, containing unpredictable power, and any power seemed to become slim in front of it.

Fu Ji Fa's eyes opened, and immediately saw that the moment Qing Liao took action, an invisible force was directly sent over the East China Sea waters and blessing him.

It is precisely because of this that Qing Liao's move has such power.?

Otherwise, with his own realm, he could not use a shocking move for ordinary cultivators in the perfect realm of the soul.

"This power..."

Fu Ji looked at the vision and remained motionless, but the brilliance in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"It's not good."

Hao Mao, who was in charge behind, has been staring at him since Fu Ji appeared. Now when he saw this scene, his pupils shrank.

"It's true!"

Yan Yuanjiang's perceiver's face immediately turned ashen.

On the other hand, Qing Liao also saw Fu Ji's plan, but he was not panicked at all. He roared and continued to attract power.

Instantly, the turbid sea area became clean. In a flash, the entire sea area broke like a mirror, and all the scenes disappeared, replaced by a square painting halberd covering the sky.

The endless murderous intent came out of the body, unstoppable.?

If you look closely, there are mountains and rivers collapse, all things wither, and all kinds of evolution are all in it.

Just a wave of the waves, the great power will come, shocking the universe and turning yin and yang, which is difficult to measure.

At first glance, it looks like the entire East China Sea is tilted down, covering everything.?

"Do you dare to resist?"

Qing Liao gritted his teeth and made a dragon roar, with a ferocious face.?

It can be said that Fu Ji's words and actions just now completely angered him, causing him to ignite his anger in an instant and expose all his strength.?

His own power, coupled with the vast power of his guidance, gathered together and rolled in, making a huge and powerful situation.

This powerful force is terrifying, and the lethality of this move is simply hard to describe in words.?

Even Yan Yuanjiang, who was watching, was a little surprised to see this scene.

"This Qing Liao is a genius."

Yan Yuanjiang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes brightly, and murmured: "Leave your anger alone, release it unscrupulously, and use that power to help you, this is an unstoppable killer move."

Even ordinary people have power to anger, let alone monks, so they should not be underestimated.

It’s just that the anger is likely to make the spiritual platform impure, which is not a good thing. However, Qing Liao can control his anger and turn it into real power, which is also a very good method.?

However, this kind of genius is in the enemy, so he naturally wants to kill him. Thinking of this, Yan Yuanjiang looked at the field in his eyes and began to think about it.

In the field, it was quick to say that. The huge Fangtian Painted Ridge was cold and had reached the top of Fu Ji's head, illuminating the frost whiteness between his eyebrows.

Even at this time, Fu Ji did not dodge at all. A deep water above his head rose into the sky and turned into a river of heaven, lying across his body, seemingly encompassing everything, but it seems to contain nothing, which is extremely pure.

"Boom!!"

Fang Tian Painted Rider smashed into the sky with a thunderous force, and immediately stirred up ripples. Wherever he went, everything disappeared and disappeared.

"Certainly!"

Fu Ji looked calm and spoke the truth. Suddenly, a giant palm suddenly appeared in the river of heaven, carrying everything in a supporting manner, and the yin and yang energy was swallowed and sucked.

However, Fang Tian's painting halberd had no remnant force and fell down again, and then the power dispersed, which was difficult to describe.?

At this moment, Fu Ji sensed two forces, one of which should be Qing Liao's supernatural power, while the other was unfathomable and suppressed the universe.

Heavy, very heavy, incredible.

But as soon as he touched the essence of this power, Fu Ji felt that his heart was pressing down on a peak, heavy and unable to breathe.

"It is the essential force of the East China Sea."

After barely lifting his spirit, Fu Ji carefully sensed this will, and the thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness were constantly arranged and combined, analyzing, digesting, and integrating them with what he had learned.

The next moment.
To be continued...