Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1342 Explosion, Incomplete Quasi-Royal Soldier!
Clang!Clang!
There was an intense sound of knives, shaking the heaven and earth, and the eight wisps of knives were like eight swimming dragons, struggling violently.

boom!
At this moment, Su Qinian moved, he was like an ancient dragon hunting, that kind of energy and blood was too terrifying, it contained a sharp edge like red gold glaze, he shook his fist violently, burst out with unparalleled punching power, A wisp of blue-black gloomy knife light exploded alive.

The gray-black holy blood splashed and stopped abruptly with the screams.

groan!
At this moment, there was an inexplicable sound of sword groaning, and an unspeakable terrifying coercion, as if it was above the heaven and earth, standing outside the law, and the domain of Qi and blood belonging to Su Qinian was broken through at once. The seven wisps of saber light immediately broke free several miles away, no matter how difficult it was to maintain the mystery, all of them revealed their true forms.

Su Qinian hung his hands in the air and did not pursue him. His eyes were very light, but when he fell into the eyes of several young and strong men of different races, he had a look of contempt.

This makes them somewhat unacceptable. They are all the pride of the younger generation of all ethnic groups, there is no lack of half-step ancestral ban, supreme physique, and even young overlords like the Golden God Race, but they are all suppressed by one person at the moment. The gap made them extremely uncomfortable, and in a blink of an eye, eight people became seven people, and the one who was blown up just now was a young strong man from the ghost clan.

Compared with the previous incarnation outside the body, this time there is no chance of survival. Under the absolute force, all means are in vain.

"what is that?"

Su Qinian looked at one of them, a young man with crystal-clear purple hair, a rich spirit like jade, and a strong demonic nature exuding from his whole body.

Just for a moment, the terrifying knife chant came from him, Su Qinian was sure that it was not from his own power, but from some kind of special artifact, otherwise it would be impossible to avoid the Starry Sky Martial Arts Conference, and he would be imprisoned and difficult to escape. enabled.

"Everyone, if you keep hiding, you will be like friends of the ghost clan, and you won't even be able to leave your bones!"

Without responding to Su Qinian directly, this demon youth's tone was very cold, not polite at all, but aimed at the other six races.

For a moment, the complexions of several young masters of different races changed. Some people were astonished, and soon showed a look of fear, while the young golden god and another evil man from the blood race nodded, and there was a hidden aura leaking from their bodies. This void is unstable, and in the three thousand miles of the Zhuma Mountains, the beating of countless people is inexplicably accelerated, and there is a sense of horror that a catastrophe is imminent.

"what happened!"

"Damn it, are those weird creatures really from hell? Why are you fighting with the dark walker who opened the gate of hell?"

"It's weird, who can tell us the truth!"

On the way to escape, the strong men of many forces around the world were not angry, and their hearts were filled with fear. They could not observe the satellite surveillance, but they did not hinder the acquisition of some information. Above Zhufeng, it was obvious that a unparalleled battle that could be called a battle of gods was going on. Even the Twelve Sages of the Kingdom of Jian have lost their halberds in the dispute, and people don't know whether they are alive or dead. People are depressed and worried about the future direction of the world. Will they sink into hell?Or completely turned into a piece of blood.

Obviously, no matter which possibility it is, it is not what they want to see.

The peak of Zhufeng.

Su Qinian's eyes were slightly condensed, these leaked qi were a little strange, but also a little familiar, although there was a big gap with the intensity in his memory, but it did not hinder that kind of life aura, which is very important for those who have comprehended the congenital pure yang. For him, it is like a candle in the dark night, clearly audible.

Soon, he saw three artifacts.

In the hands of the demon youth is a scabbard that looks tattered. From the entrance of the black scabbard, wisps of sharp edges overflow, like a black hole in the universe, trying to swallow everything in and smash it into pieces. into nothingness.

The evil and charming man from the blood race took out a dark red stone, every corner was smoothed, like a pebble, but when it fell into Su Qinian's eyes, it seemed to be able to see different shapes of blood. The shadow of the knife wants to split the sky and split the stars.

In the end, the mighty young golden protoss held out a Broken Gold Broken Knife with only half of it left and was full of cracks.

His eyes are solemn, his expression is devout, he lost the previous indifference and condescension, and this broken knife overflowed with the least energy, but Su Qinian was the heaviest, because he felt a little haze in the dark, these three things Artifacts can definitely pose a big threat to him.

"Quasi-royal soldiers!" Su Qinian raised his eyebrows.

It's just that it doesn't look perfect, and it is even incomplete for some reason. Even so, with the word "king", it is truly beyond the holy realm, and even a saint should look up to it.

"You should be content. Among the younger generation, whoever is lucky enough to fall under the army of the Zhunwang, you should be the first."

For Su Qinian, the young golden gods are still cold and arrogant. Even if they are incomplete, they are still the real quasi-king soldiers. This is also the heritage of their great clans. After testing in the previous starry sky martial arts conferences, at most they can tolerate this level of power. But if it is used frequently, it will be imprisoned or even expelled.

As for the younger generation, who can bear it, let alone a single blow, even the overlord-level existence among the young and powerful, the true saint, will have to drink hatred, and there will be no bones left.

Without hesitation, the three young masters of different races moved the utensils in their hands almost at the same time.

Rumble!
Three astonishingly majestic qi machines rose up, thunder came from the void, and lightning bolts were like dragons across the sky. The violent roar sounded like the drums of the generals beating, and the earth shook violently. The land of the Great Xia trembled under these three energies.

Pfft!Pfft!
In the Far West, many people were crushed to their knees, or even lying on their knees, unable to bear this inexplicable aura, as if the gate of heaven had opened, and the majestic gods looked down, and the whole person looked from the inside out. Fear, the heart is about to collapse.

call!
Su Qinian's black hair was surging, and sparks were constantly splashing all over his body, and the wisps of energy fell on his body, like a magic soldier cutting down the vacuum, splitting the vacuum, and the void swayed into fine ripples.

Zhu Feng shook, rocks rolled down, but it still didn't collapse at this moment, it really became the lone peak of the three thousand li snowfield.

"What a solid body! This is... a transcendent body!"

The demon youth was amazed, and saw the clues, he had not been sanctified, but he had achieved a transcendent body first, and he had never heard of it for endless years, at least in the three eras of the vast starry sky, there was no such record.

"Even if it is a detached body, how many breaths can it last!"

The evil and charming man from the blood clan snorted coldly. If it was a quasi-king soldier with a perfect body, even the detached body of a saint would collapse in an instant. (Thank you for your support. During the epidemic, brothers and sisters of the Wumeng should pay attention to safety, go out less and gather less.)
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