Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Six suns open the sky!"

Yang Qingxuan yelled softly, and the six rays of scorching sun gathered in front of him, turning into a fireball like the first yang, swirling down.

"Hey! You are Yang Qingxuan!!"

Yuan Kui's eyes suddenly opened, looking at the familiar move in front of him, his head was shocked and unable to think.

He relied on the particularity of the martial arts spirit to hit the current level by devouring the three-headed gluttonous subspecies.

And Yang Qingxuan? Why is he? !

Yuan Kui was frightened and angry. He didn't expect Yang Qingxuan's appearance to save his life. Instead, there was endless jealousy in his heart, and his teeth tickled with hatred.

"Boom!"

The first sun was like a fire, blasting on the ghost, igniting all the darkness, and swept away all the filthy air in the hall.

A raging fire ignited all around the main hall, shining Yang Qingxuan's figure, extremely slender.

"Return the ancestors to me!"

Lance's face was distorted and deformed, and he roared hoarsely, rushing over.

The short dagger flashed in both hands, like two fangs in the hall, biting down.

"Ancestral objects? Ha ha, how many years have they been? The things here have long since become unowned. Whoever gets them first belongs to them."

Yang Qingxuan chuckled, his left hand was behind him, and his right hand grabbed out of thin air. Nan Mingli fire sword fell and swept away.

"Three thousand karma fire!"

"Boom!"

A sword blocked the double dagger, and the powerful aftermath shook away.

The roaring red flame tore through Lance's body, making him painful.

A unicorn figure appeared on the Nanming Lihuojian, roaring with both hands and grabbing the double daggers, constantly impacting Lance's body, shaking him away.

"Boom!"

A powerful light burst out from the sword and the double dagger, and the two retreated, and they were evenly matched!

"Hand over your ancestors! Kill, kill, kill!"

Lance's eyes reddened at once, and he rushed forward, with his daggers spreading like fangs, dancing quickly in the air, piercing cold light through the body.

Lance's wings have powerful wind power, and the speed is so fast that it can't catch it at all.

A large cloud of air exploded under the vibration of Black Wing, and the entire hall was suddenly lost in a cloud of air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of collisions of weapons sounded in the air.

Yang Qingxuan held the sword in one hand, dancing out a ray of brilliance, intertwined into an airtight sword net, blocking all attacks.

Yang Qingxuan's fiery golden eyes penetrated through layers of void, and a little gold continued to overflow from the depths of his black eyes, as if the Venus was shining in the dark night, bright and magnificent.

No matter how fast Ren Lance is, it is impossible to escape his eyes.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In an instant, another hundred tricks passed.

The thick clouds cover the two figures, only the scarlet sword light in the middle can be seen constantly flashing out, bright like fireworks. At the same time, huge murderous auras burst out from time to time, as cold as evil.

Yuan Kui watched in horror, shocked, and suddenly a huge sense of frustration rose in his heart.

He took three gluttonous alien species at all costs, originally thought that after swallowing them, he would be proud of his contemporary peers. Not to mention getting the first place in the world, at least the top ten is a matter of ironclad.

Who would have thought that in such an ancient temple, he would meet two peers above him.

Not to mention that Yasha alien, Yang Qingxuan's fighting power has been crushing himself since the time of the Black Sea. Originally thought that when they met again, it was the death of the other party. But I never thought that I was so desperate, still being crushed by the other party!

For a while, Yuan Kui was in a daze.

The fight between Yang Qingxuan and Lance had reached a fever pitch. Lance's eyes were red, and the more he fought, the more violent he became. In the end, he completely lost his tactics and relied on speed and fierceness.

Yang Qingxuan was just the opposite, and his heart became calmer.

Every sword stabbed, as if in a rehearsal, bringing the sword intent to the extreme.

Fast and slow, moving and still, light and dark.

Two diametrically opposed styles and diametrically opposed forces represent two extremes, constantly colliding in the air.

"Boom!"

The blazing flame exploded, engulfing the cloud and rushing to all sides.

Lance flashed the color of madness in his eyes, and the huge wings suddenly flicked, and the whole person merged with the sharp aura of the dagger, piercing the space.

"Within the clouds!"

"Squeak!"

Wherever he went, the space was fragmented and shattered, making a harsh sound.

Lance was full of suffocation, surpassing the speed of light, and rushed away like a bat gliding in the night.

Yang Qingxuan took the sword and stood, raising his right arm, and the sand instantly grew stronger, exuding infinite desolation, like an ancient giant beast slowly waking up.

"The Eight Desolations Are Nothing!"

Yang Qingxuan blasted out with a fist, and the endless waste gas rushed out, shattering the cloud and weathering everything.

"Boom!"

The ancient barren aura collided fiercely with the sharp aura, and the terrifying energy exploded and echoed in this hall.

The hall was suddenly crumbling, shaking around the walls, exuding old ancient musical instruments.

"Buzzing!—"

Under the constant vibration of the Qi Yun, two figures shot backwards from that wave of air.

"puff!"

Lance finally failed to hold it, spouting blood. That state of transformation shrank sharply and returned to his usual true body.

Yang Qingxuan was also trembling with blood in his body, and a burst of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

With the weakening of the tremor of the main hall, the whole hall suddenly fell silent, falling into a kind of wonderful silence and balance.

Lance stared at Yang Qingxuan with angry eyes, without blinking.

Yang Qingxuan was wary of Lance and had to beware of Yuan Kui.

Yuan Kui's expression was a little dazed, and his huge frustration made him extremely depressed.

At this moment, a chill of cold air came from outside the hall, as if a steel knife was scraping through the sky, and it made the skin a little painful.

More than a dozen disciples rushed in from the outside of the hall, all dressed in uniform, with the appearance of a magic knife engraved on the chest.

Yang Qingxuan glanced, and said secretly: "It's a disciple of Daoyu."

From the beginning of the mixed competition to the present, there are only 24 of the top ten who can still save such complete personnel.

Yuan Kui's face changed slightly, staring at the person in the knife domain, the slumping color was immediately swept away, and his eyes were cold.

"Sure enough it is a hall."

The first one was Dao Jinghuan, the leader of the disciples in the knife field this time. He swept across the hall with his eyes like a knife, and fell on Ye Motian in surprise, then retracted his eyes and stared at the three people in the field.

The other disciples dispersed even more, blocking the entrance to the hall.

Dao Jinghuan swept across the three people coldly, holding the saber around his waist in his right hand, and said coldly: "Take out all the treasures obtained in the temple, and then knelt aside, waiting for it to fall."

The domineering and powerful pressure of the top sect is undoubtedly obvious.

Dao Jinghuan's words are just like the aura on their bodies and the saber in their hands, exuding chills, and they will completely shatter the dignity, aura, and even personality of the other party.

A disciple pointed to Yuan Kui and said, "Brother Jing Huan, this person seems to be a disciple of Zhan Lingzong."

Dao Jinghuan sneered and said: "What about fighting Lingzong? Can the twenty-four schools compare with our knife domain? Those who don't kneel, kill them!"

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