Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Recovered." Fatty Pan also took out his jade and looked at it carefully, and said: "The score has not changed, but the record of fighting the fat pig is gone. Oh, that is the uncle who took the lead with one enemy and five big wins. One!"

Fatty Pan was depressed.

Yang Qingxuan put away the jade pendant, sat cross-legged in the void, staring at the crystal tower again.

Fatty Pan said in surprise: "Boss, you just relax a little bit, don't make trouble again!"

Yang Qingxuan said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Since the battle between the Elf King and the person in the ancient tree of Lingxin, the entire dark night pupil has been silent. He used the night walking mystery to directly enter the dark night pupil, completely unable to sense the existence of the Elf King, nor can he sense it. Those two gold pages.

It proves that in the battle between the Elf King and that person, he was somewhat injured, or he was deliberately hidden from him. After all, it has never been seen for so long. If it weren't for the appearance of The Four Seasons Book of Heaven and Earth, it would be possible for the Elf King to never show up.

And the person in the ancient tree of Lingxin was even more disadvantaged in World War I, so he would not dare to appear at will.

Sure enough, Yang Qingxuan directly got a glimpse of the soul-transparent body through the Dao Yun crystal tower, and his consciousness once again descended into the ancient tree space, except for the luxuriant branches and leaves, and most of the aura was restored, there was no abnormality.

He cast fiery eyes on the ancient tree, which was transparent and completely devoid of any human figure.

Yang Qingxuan sighed, and suddenly felt that the world was far more complicated than he thought, and all kinds of powerful people were by no means as simple as the top ten and twenty-four that appeared on the surface.

"However, this world is more interesting."

Yang Qingxuan smiled lightly, then turned and left, leaving the ancient tree space.

The one hundred and eight thousand combinations in the Dao Yun Crystal Tower have been remembered by Yang Qingxuan.

And the return of the broken pages makes the "Book of Four Seasons of Heaven and Earth" intact, which records all the structures of all things, and then you can directly understand the golden pages.

Although I can't find the Elf King now, as long as one's strength continues to improve and rush into the Realm King, it will be impossible for the Elf King in the purple pupil to avoid him by then.

Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes in front of the Daoyun Crystal Tower, faintly spit out three words, "Push the tower."

Fatty Pan asked hurriedly: "How to push?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "The old way, the four of you stay here. I will first investigate the reality. If the enemy is not strong, I will just push it."

As he said, the figure shook, it changed into a Honghu, straight into the sky.

Fatty Pan was full of horror, looking at the white spots that disappeared in the sky, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that this magical power is... Emperor Kong's... seventy-two..."

His lips trembled slightly, and he didn't know what he was saying.

Yang Qingxuan spread his wings and swam across the sky, and soon entered the enchantment area of ​​the enemy crystal tower.

His pupils shrank and he stared with golden eyes. There were five people sitting cross-legged in front of the blue crystal tower. They exuded an aura of cultivation base, and two of them were emperors!

Yang Qingxuan has seen the costumes of these people, and is one of the sixth family, the Wei family of Xuanming.

After entering the crystal tower defensive barrier, the opponent reacted, and all five of them became alert.

Yang Qingxuan changed again when the sky was in the air, and directly turned into a space-time giant, disappearing in the same place in a flash.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the crystal tower, and with his five fingers, the entire space of the crystal tower was distorted. With his fist as the collapse point, countless thin lines spiraled around.

This is precisely the space-time giant's ability to control space, converging all the space qualities into a punch, and then hitting it, producing the effect of space explosion.

"stop!"

The five members of the Wei family were all shocked. Under the defense of the Daoyun Crystal Tower, and the five of them were alert to the sweep of their consciousness, they could quietly enter behind them and steal the tower directly.

This kind of sneaking magical power is too defying!

Wei Feipeng, a disciple headed by the Wei family, roared, and blue radiance continued to emerge from his body, covering his whole body like an armor, in the form of a huge tortoiseshell, and then punched in the air and slammed it over.

"In front of my Xuanming Wei family, don't want to be presumptuous!"

The punch was pushed extremely slowly, as if in slow motion, but all the distortions in the surrounding space were released under that punch, and he was constantly recovering steadily.

And the strength of his fists created a huge cage around Yang Qingxuan.

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback and realized that he had stepped on a huge turtle and snake!

"The Xuanwu of the fist image!"

Yang Qingxuan's fiery eyes flashed, and he saw this basalt form truly, which was transformed by the martial intent in Wei Feipeng's hands.

"Sure enough, the Wei family of Xuan Ming is quite famous, and it must have retained the complete or nearly complete "Xuan Ming Treasure Urn"."

Under Yang Qingxuan's deep thoughts, the other four also shot one after another, all with eyesight, sipping punches.

The five people's boxing techniques are exactly the same, they are all in the same vein, and they are definitely the magical powers in the treasure urn.

Yang Qingxuan gave a soft yell, and immediately displayed the magical power that turned into three, squeezing the space in his hand, and then hit the five people.

"Boom!"

Numerous spatial axes were broken, and before the Wudao Quanyi, a black bottomless abyss suddenly collapsed, and a powerful spiritual pressure emerged, turning into an invisible wall of air, blocking all the five people's Quanyi!

"what?!"

Wei Feipeng was shocked, panicless.

After the five of them were suppressed, the basalt tortoises and snakes transformed by their fists faded instantly.

And Yang Qingxuan almost punched twice at the same time.

"Mie Dao Longquan!"

"Boom!"

Two blue dragons appeared in the air, and in a flash, they merged into the fist and slammed away!

"Boom!"

Two fists hit the Dao Yun crystal tower at the same time, exploding countless cracks, and in an instant, the crystal tower burst open without any suspense, turning into countless bits of broken crystals.

The blue light shone on the faces of the five members of the Xuanming family, all dull and unbelievable.

The scene in front of me began to disappear little by little.

Wei Feipeng suddenly shouted, "Who are you?!"

But Yang Qingxuan did not answer, instead he closed his fists and stood with his hands in the air.

The mask of the blue tooth ghost was deeply imprinted in Wei Feipeng's mind, and it was lingering.

"Li Xuan, victory, plus one point, winning streak, plus one point, the best game, plus one more point, the current score, a total of seven points."

Yang Qingxuan glanced at the jade pendant and frowned slightly, as if he was winning sooner. Before sending Hua Qing Hualing and Pan Fatty away, he was about to win.

"I didn't pay attention to it, and took the best of the game. What should I do now, do I have to lose a few games deliberately?" Yang Qingxuan frowned and disappeared into the battlefield.

...

On another battlefield, under the envelope of the red crystal enchantment, the two teams were fighting.

Among them, the attacker is Lan Fang, with uniform cyan costumes, who belong to the Blue Eyed Witch Family.

The other team consisted of several casual martial artists, but only four of them were fighting desperately. Another white-robed man was placed outside the battlefield, as if the battle in front of her had nothing to do with her.

The white-robed man stood with his hands in his hands, with a thin golden silk and white jade mask on his face.