"Swoosh!" The silver spear was as bright as a sword, and the light of the Rin Ri spear exploded in front, stabbing the disciples of Xuanyin Sect around him that they could not open their eyes.

The first monk Huiyang, who was in the brunt of the brunt, drifted back in a mess, looking at the sword and magic weapon in his hand, even the light of the treasure dimmed a lot.

Penglai Jiange, Rin Ri magic spear!

The actual combat power of martial arts cultivators has always been one-line stronger than that of Taoist cultivators, and is more obvious at low levels. As the level is higher, the gap is smaller. However, if you fight head-on, the explosive power of martial arts cultivators is obviously at the upper hand in the battle at the same level, and the power of magic weapons cannot withstand the power of this shot.

Li Qingjun's shot worked and he felt more at ease.

The gun tongue sucked and spitted, and the biting wind swept across, and it was twisted into the Fierce Wind Skill that came from the opposite side.

The Huiyang-level wind curse roared thousands of miles away, and the powerful power of the place where it passed was all over the powder, but it could not break the power of this mere silver spear.

A beam of silver light hit the strong wind in the middle, the strong wind rolled back, and the mountains and rivers changed color.

"Bang!" Another Huiyang cultivator fell back in shock, and all the disciples around him fell into a rolling gourd.

All the disciples of Xuanyin Sect were shocked when they saw Li Qingjun standing with his gun.

This is really not arrogant, people have this strength!

Li Qingjun's spear tip drooped and said slowly: "Xuanyin Sect, that's it."

Without the Xuan Hao Zhenren who suddenly crossed Qianyuan, other Xuanyin Sect people were just like this. Otherwise, they would not have been upset by Qin Yimeng Qingying, who was still Tengyun, and ran out...

But what I said is unbearable!

You really want to choose our Xuanyin Sect alone!

The leader of the Huiyang monk shouted: "Create the Yin and Yang to disrupt the formation!"

All the monks below Tengyun retreated, and two Huiyang monks led several Tengyuns to form a formation that once caused Qin Yi to suffer.

Several magic weapons illuminated, and even the monk Qinxin who was retreating in the distance sacrificed the treasure and tried to attack from a long distance.

Li Qingjun quietly watched the thousands of lights coming, his eyes neither sad nor happy.

Too used to this kind of scene.

It's like jumping on the battlefield, facing countless swords and guns.

But that's it!

A sharp light flashed in Li Qingjun's eyes.

The Eye of Destruction accurately sees the other party’s chaotic formation where the real array eye is. The part that he once had the most flawed has been filled. Taoist practices can be used to achieve wonderful methods, and martial arts practices can be destroyed!

The huge phantom of the gun slashed through the sky, crushing countless lights, like a meteor running through the moon, and was in the heart of the formation.

Penglai Sword Technique, Moon God Sword!

The biggest difference between Li Qingjun and Qin Yi, the baton swinging method, is that they know the skills of flying swords.

"boom!"

The Yin-Yang Confusing Formation was hit and no longer formed. Some slightly weak Tengyun monks squirted blood and fell out, even the feather floaters scattered in it. They looked at Li Qingjun, who was standing proudly with guns in the distance in fear.

He didn't hold back just now, and the completely loyal Xuanyin disciple was taking full advantage. But in the formation, he was still beaten to pieces.

The two elders Huiyang were not injured, and they actually had a slight advantage with the blessing of the formation. Taking advantage of the moment when Li Qingjun's new power was not born, two Tai Chi appeared around her.

Taoist cultivation has its own mysterious and wonderful methods, and it does not rely on Boom Boom Boom to fight head-on.

Li Qingjun's body stagnated, and then his spiritual consciousness was slightly chaotic, as if there were irresistible persuasions, which were destroying her will and weakening her spirit.

The method of confusion in the furnace and cauldron of Xuanyin Sect.

The head elder Huiyang smiled and said, "Cultivating one's life or not nature is the furnace and cauldron he sent. Let me be obedient... Huh?"

Li Qingjun opened his eyes suddenly, as if two sword shadows suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Then, there seemed to be a sound of silk breaking. Two sword shadows flashed by. Elder Huiyang, who was making a sound, pressed his head and moaned in pain: "What is this!"

Given by the ghost cultivator, the soul-destroying sword!

Li Qingjun picked up the silver spear and broke into the formation, and blood splattered. Elder Huiyang staggered back, and blood oozed faintly from his ribs and even his seven orifices.

With one battle with a hundred, he breaks the strange formation, and Huiyang, the strongest enemy, was injured and returned.

Li Qingjun stopped the gun and shouted coldly: "Those who cross the line will die!"

There was silence in the field.

Qin Yi next to him looked at Li Qingjun's back and almost became hard.

In fact, he was not completely unable to take action by controlling the array. He could still do it by distracting a few magical assistance. But seeing Qingjun getting addicted to fighting, he didn't want to take action, so it was good to let her exercise.

Such a cool and heroic look is a kind of enjoyment just looking at.

With one horse as a pass, ten thousand men cannot drive. She is born to be suitable for such a battlefield...

Of course, this situation is actually because the other party does not cooperate well enough. For example, the two elders of Huiyang have never taken action at the same time. They always seem to compete first and then, depending on whose methods are more effective.

With such a tacit cooperation, there are not necessarily many people who are really strong. After all, the so-called formation is not to form a formation in advance to allow Li Qingjun to enter the formation, but to this kind of external formation. If Li Qingjun doesn't leave this line, he is really not afraid of them.

"Penglai female sword cultivator... is too bullying my sect!" Even the other elder Huiyang, who was suspected to be Master Yu Fuzi, was furious and sacrificed the magic weapon at his bottom: "I really think there is no one in my Xuanyin sect!"

Countless Xuanyin Sect disciples behind him shone with various auxiliary lights on the two elders Huiyang, and their auras soared.

Qin Yi quietly folded the giant power technique, light body technique, solidification technique, and sharp energy technique for Li Qingjun.

Isn't it just an auxiliary, who doesn't have it?

Li Qingjun shook a gun and smiled slightly: "Then try again."

The battle situation begins again.

Basically, disciples of Tengyun could not participate in this battle, and could only attack and slap Lengzi outside... Seeing the two elders Huiyang fighting around Li Qingjun like a turning lamp, Yu Fuzi's eyes turned quietly and slowly retreated.

Qin Yi looked at it for a while and saw that he could indeed stand up, so his mind began to turn to the distance.

Here, it is said that this kind of confrontation is very fast, and even the time they have left the mountain is very short... The calculation of the time in the world of immortal cultivation is a bit annoying. For example, in this case, there is no better time to describe it. Half a cup of tea? It's too vague, it's not as good as Yidong.

But in less than two minutes, the true man Xuan Hao, who was guarding outside the Qianshan Alliance, should have sensed that the sect's students had changed. Although it was one or two thousand miles away, some small provinces on Earth had crossed provinces, but Xuan Hao was Qianyuan!

As expected, Xuan Hao's roar came thousands of miles away: "Who is the rat! Death for me!"

With the voice, the soul has arrived.

Qin Yi found that these Qianyuan players liked the mode of using the sudden drop of souls at the first time. Even though they knew it was particularly dangerous, they had to pretend to be this. At the beginning, the Palace Master and the Monk Chengyuan fought in a short moment and both sides were injured. Later, Feng Buli chased him at the sea and had a divine drop first. As a result, he turned around and ran away when he saw Zhan Guangshao. In the end, he caught up with him in panting. Why bother...

Xuan Hao was the same at this time. His soul came and he saw a big mouth waiting for him in the sky.

Just open your mouth, your eyes and nose have nothing.

"Aowu..."

"!!!" Xuan Hao's soul was recycled instantly, as if he had seen a ghost.

Liusu didn't bite it for a moment and took it back angrily: "Think he's running fast."

Qin Yi wiped his sweat: "Can't you attack? You have to wait there."

"It's too late, Qian Yuan's spiritual thoughts move thousands of miles away, and it's instantly recycled. No sneak attack is meaningless. Zhang was waiting there, originally wanted to see if he thought he was very powerful and rushed into the net."

"He's not a fool!"

"Hmph." Liusu said: "He is here now, we run away immediately and play hide-and-seek with him."

"Okay." Qin Yi turned around and was about to call Li Qingjun to retreat, when the sky suddenly changed.

On the other side, Xuan Hao was retreating from outside the Qianshan Alliance, and he was trapped in a huge chessboard halfway.

There are nineteen paths, and they are mysteries.

There is no sky or earth, either black or white.

The cycle of Yin and Yang is like falling into a mystery.

The most terrifying thing is that the divine thought that just recovered was almost unable to find the shell. Although the consciousness returned, the three souls and seven spirits seemed to be separated by the chess game and could not find the way home.
Chapter completed!