First Son-in-law

The atmosphere is cold.

The sun fell into a daze and fell to the west.

The sky and the earth are hazy, the night is invading the sky, and the air is full of cold colors.

Ye Qing was standing stupefied, Cang Qing's robe floating with the corners of his clothes, unspeakably calm and indifferent.

The Holy Master of Wanxiang sneered: "I heard that you begged the Holy Master Kunpeng in a low voice, so you almost didn't kneel down. In the end, you also paid a spiritual treasure. This is not the character of the old Fengshen!"

"Did you go all the way to make a mockery?" Ye Qingcang's face was expressionless, and there was wisdom in his eyes.

"Of course I am not so boring. I haven't seen it for thousands of years. I just came here to try if you have grown!" The Holy Master of Vientiane smiled.

Suddenly!

Qin Li's heart shuddered.

Don't these two want to go to war?

They are the top existence in the Qianyuan Great World. If they fight against each other, they are no different from duckweed in the wind and turbulent ants.

However, this matter is not for him to decide.

The two supreme beings were silent.

The world became more and more depressed, the hot and dry air instantly cooled down, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers condensed and snowed, revealing endless pressure.

"Seven steps to break the world!"

The Holy Master of Vientiane burst out suddenly and stepped out in one step.

This move is extremely fierce, and Wan Guiyi once used it to destroy the decayed Gangzheng Realm.

Now that the Holy Master takes action, the mighty power is even more terrifying. With just one kick, the tsunami-like destructive power erupts, smoothing the mountains and the earth for thousands of miles.

"Four seasons cycle!" Ye Qingcang shot suddenly, it was the endless twenty-four solar terms and sword energy, slam the world, intertwined with verdant peaks, patches of red flowers and green willows, and the golden autumn blizzards.

If other monks use the "Sword of the Four Seasons", at most, they can extend a treasure map of the Four Seasons.

But Ye Qingcang has evolved a three-dimensional mountain and river, which shows that he has cultivated this supernatural power to the point of perfection.

Rumble!

It's like thousands of thunders and bursts.

The burst of sound spread all over one hundred thousand miles.

The breath of nature and the power of destruction collide, like a big explosion.

The space in this area was torn and shattered, and the two strongest men, with their respective younger disciples, fell into the turbulent layer and stood in the space storm.

This was actually the intention of the two of them. After all, they are going to fight in the Xiaoyao Realm. They don't know that they will sink tens of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. If the Lord Kunpeng gets angry, it will be troublesome.

Still in the void, it is more suitable for the two to play.

"Vientiane Sky Wheel!"

The Holy Master of Vientiane immediately offered a killer move.

Behind him appeared thousands of neon signs, like a peacock, scattered in all directions.

Among them are various kinds of visions, including true dragons and phoenixes, waterfalls and streams, ancient vines to lift the sky, and waves... and finally merge into one, like ten thousand strands of filaments, mixed into a rope.

I saw a huge black wheel emerge in the turbulent flow of the void, wide and wide, heavy as a mountain, clearly the product of the combination of all things, but it reveals a pure power of destruction, like the end of all things, reaping the world.

"Natural clock!"

Ye Qingcang was unwilling to show weakness and played a trick.

The breath of nature is surging like tide, compressed layer by layer, turning into a nine-foot bronze holy bell, engraved with the shape of peaks, reflecting the brilliance of the sun and the moon, flowing the rhyme of the four seasons, suppressing the fire, water and wind, and the power of the holy law.

Clang clang...

The impact sound is endless and deafening.

Two peerless figures confront each other, and the empty turbulent layer is beaten into chaos, setting off a storm of space and blowing into nothingness.

As a spectator, Qin Li has no perception and experience, and it can be said that he is drifting with the crowd.

In order to protect him, Ye Qingcang rolled Qin Li into his cuff.

Even so, you can still feel the mighty power and hear the bells that ruin the world.

"This feels too disgusting." Qin Li secretly vomited, and the Emperor's heart throbbed, resisting the erosion of the mighty power, which made him feel much better.

suddenly!

Quiet outside.

If the bell does not ring, the power will subside.

"What's the matter?" Qin Li was in a daze before being thrown out.

He fell on the ground and found that he had left the turbulent layer and returned to the Xiaoyao Realm. There was a wasteland under his feet, and the space was full of fine cracks.

Ye Qingcang stood on the side, his breath weakened, Cangqing robes were broken in a few places, and there were traces of blood on the corners of his mouth.

"Master, are you injured?" Qin Li was startled and guessed the outcome of the battle.

"He hurts more!"

Ye Qingcang wiped off the blood, still calmly:

"After this battle, the Vientiane Holy Land will disappear for a while. You will experience less resistance from the Vientiane Holy Land in the future when you practice in Qianyuan."

Qin Li was moved in his heart and finally understood why everyone said that without the support of the head teacher, Dao Sect had naturally fallen.

I can't take so many benefits for nothing, I have to grow up as soon as possible, guard the sect, and fight against the Holy Land of Vientiane.

suddenly!

not far away.

A space crack surging.

A young man actually got out of it, fell on the ground, and looked around.

The appearance of this young man was abrupt.

He is extremely strong, with strong bones, golden eyes, and standing barefoot in the wasteland.

She was also wearing a white tiger leather jacket, looking savage and rough.

"I'm also convinced by this father. In order to have a drink with a friend, I can't take me personally. I actually threw me into the turbulent layer and almost went in the wrong direction. Fortunately, seeing the battle here, I don't know that this is not a free and easy place. World."

Qin Li was frightened.

This young man actually crossed the turbulent layer and came across.

Although his current cultivation base can be traversed, the turbulent layer is too chaotic and it is extremely easy to get lost.

Otherwise, Ye Qingcang wouldn't have worked so hard to fly, instead of choosing a shortcut to cross the void.

This young man can come in this way, either by being a great supernatural power with a cultivation base, or possessing the spatial coordinates of the Xiaoyao Realm.

"Ouch, someone!"

The tiger skin youth leaned over and said politely:

"Two friends, is this the Kunpeng Saint Clan Xiaoyao Realm?"

Ye Qing's eyes flickered with blue light, and there was a kind of wisdom that penetrates all things. He faintly saw the origin of the tiger skin youth, and smiled: "That's right."

"That's great!" The tiger skin youth smiled in surprise, scratching his head and asked: "Then how can I get to Xiaoyao Demon City? I rushed to participate in the bathing in the Sinking Realm, but I can't be late!"

"Invincible, you are on the same road, just take him to Xiaoyao Demon City." Ye Qingcang ordered.

"Head teacher, don't you go to Demon City?"

Qin Li asked.

"I won't go there for now."

Ye Qingcang sat on the ground, conditioning his blood.

Qin Li secretly guessed that it was related to the lady of the Holy Lord, so he took charge of the teacher to avoid suspicion.

"This friend, please come with me!" Qin Li flew away, and the Qianzhang Kunpeng gave a position, and he should be able to reach the Demon City.

"It's really hard work. And my name is Zhenyue, dare to ask what Xiongtai's name is?" Zhenyue chased after him, appearing very polite.

"My fellow is alone and invincible." Qin Li replied. He felt that this young man had a great background, and the head teacher allowed him to lead the way, which inevitably meant to make friends.

Zhen Yue said in amazement: "What an overbearing name, you must be a rising star of the same generation, and you are also here to find the perfect Nirvana method, but Kunpeng Holy Land never seems to accept the baptism of the human race."

"We gave a spiritual treasure." Qin Li was a little surprised.

Listening to Zhenyue's tone, he looked like a monster, but he didn't feel the monster at all. On the contrary, there was a kind of spiritual beauty of heaven, earth and mountains, and he didn't know what the body was.

"You are really willing to spend a lot of money, right, drinking?" Zhenyue took out a big yellow gourd and opened the stopper. There was a rich and fragrant fruity and wine aroma inside, refreshing.

"Wannian monkey stuffed, rare!"

Qin Li's eyes lit up.

The two of them just chatted while drinking.

Riding the wind all the way, they talked about each other, and they became more and more acquainted with each other.

Qin Li found that Zhenyue was a bit "ignorant", just like he who had just arrived in Qianyuan, ignorant of customs and customs.

After careful questioning, Zhenyue had been living in seclusion with his father, burying his head in cultivation, ignoring other things.

After half a step of Nirvana, he was only willing to let him out and rush outside. The first stop was the Kunpeng Saint Clan.

"Here we are!"

Qin Li pointed to the other side of the cloud.

At the junction of heaven and earth, a magnificent continuous city emerges.

The city has no walls and no defenses, so buildings can be extended freely.

There are huge mountain towers, forest mazes, lake bottom dragon palaces, and desert fierce nests.

But the most magnificent is nothing more than the floating emerald peaks, where the Kunpeng clan resides and inhabits countless Qingpeng birds.

There is a vast ocean next to it, and a huge fish hit three thousand miles in water.

"There is Xiaoyao Cloud Palace, the entrance to the sinking world?"

Zhen Yue looked into the distance.

On one of the largest floating mountain peaks, there is a huge blue palace built around auspicious clouds, erupting Ruixia, and there is a sense of carelessness that the depth of the cloud is unknown.