Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan suddenly felt that these origin transformation spirits are extremely low-minded, why only attack themselves and others, but the transformation spirit between the two origins does not automatically attack?

He suddenly thought of Wuhua's "weird". It seemed that there was something wrong with this situation. Although Wuhua was mentally retarded, she had been in the upper realm for a long time, and the Taiqing Temple was definitely an extraordinary place, and she still had her vision.

"Could it be that someone is behind it?"

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, if this is the case, he must be extremely careful.

He slowed down the speed of killing the enemy in his hand, began to adjust his breath, and maintained his peak state, while lightly transmitting his voice, he confirmed his conjecture with Wuhua, Jun Qian and others, and communicated it.

Yang Qingxuan tried his best to escape all the way, with huge consumption in his body, and now less than half was left. After feeling that someone was behind him, he immediately swallowed the pill to restore his physical strength while controlling the speed of the enemy.

Most of these transformation spirits were in the six-star thousand realms, and many were at the peak of the six-star thousand realms, but none of them had crossed the seven stars. Although Yang Qingxuan was struggling to deal with it, it was not too dangerous.

For the peak of the six-star thousand realms, it was just a few tricks.

This is still under his conservative battle, if he is fully active, he will definitely move one by one.

Without flowers, the state was completely opened, and the fire fist blasted in the dark. No matter what the realm, it was a trick to death. The performance was the most brave and powerful. It made Jiuyuan Jialan and others look dumb. Said: "Who is this person?"

At this moment, huge roars came from all directions, and countless monsters stepped forward and walked directly into the darkness.

The whole body of those monsters is made up of densely packed axes, as if there is no actual body, it is all made by rules.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically, and he recognized these things at once, they were the souls of the elements of the sky, and between the hands and feet, the space was cut off or exploded, and many warriors were severely injured in an instant.

The element of emptiness is the fifth element that appeared after the earth, water, fire, and wind when the world first opened. It is infinitely powerful. Even at the same six-star thousand world peak, its combat power is far from the origin of darkness and the origin of killing.

There were as many as three to four hundred elemental spirits in the sky that rushed into the battlefield, of which seventy to eighty were above six-star and thousand-worlds, which put a lot of pressure on Yang Qingxuan and others.

Qin Xiaoyu said in surprise: "Someone must be manipulating it!"

Under the coercion of the elemental transformation of the air, everyone had hairy scalp, and even Wuhua's complexion changed. The geniuses of the East and West Universe such as Jiuyuan Jialan were even more bloodless and almost in shock. .

Yang Qingxuan shouted: "Don't worry about so many, kill first! I don't believe that the person behind can control more original spirits, I will kill as many as he has!"

At the moment, he had no strength to retain, he swallowed three pills that quickly regained his physical fitness in one go, and then used the Immortal Fire Fighting Technique, which turned into thousands of fire dragons and roared away.

Wuhua also climbed her power to the peak, with a stroke of the Dragon God Fire Dance in her left hand, and a stroke of flame **** with her right hand, killing them all together. It seemed that she intended to compete with Yang Qingxuan. The huge flame effect produced was not lost to Yang Qingxuan's Qianlong looming.

"Boom!"

Those hundreds of elemental spirits in the sky were hit by the peak flames of the two, and dozens of people died in an instant, and they burst in the void, forming a huge vacuum wave, making the energy between heaven and earth extremely disordered.

Yang Qingxuan laughed and said, "Come again!"

Running the Royal Fire Immortal Art, twelve earthly fire wheels appeared in the sky, and then they split up in an instant, rushing forward violently.

The imprint of the Wuhua Two-hands Secret Art changes rapidly, and I don't know what magical powers it is displaying, but it is extremely obscure and mysterious. Circles of fire emerge from the body, transforming into a vortex of fire nebulae in the void, all over the sky.

"Meteor Fire Fist!"

Wuhua Jueyin together, shouted.

The flames all over his body broke out to the extreme, almost completely transparent.

The fire nebulae revolved and turned into huge meteor fists, which were slammed down, like hundreds of meteors with huge tail lights, about to hit the earth.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

All of those meteor fire fists blasted on the body of the Kong Zhihua, almost every fist killed one, and the bursting air wave engulfed the flames and exploded, like beautiful fireworks.

As soon as this move was taken, almost everyone stopped, looking at this terrible scene in horror, and was deeply shocked by this move.

The unfettered and energetic look seemed to have recovered his dignity and superiority as a disciple of the Taiqing Temple.

"This fool..."

Yang Qingxuan commented in his heart, but he still praised and yearned for the supernatural powers of the Taiqing Temple.

Those empty elemental spirits died under the meteor fire fist, and forty or fifty people died.

Yang Qingxuan and Wuhua each made two moves, killing nearly half of the elemental spirits of the sky.

Although those transforming spirits didn't have much saneness, they also sensed some bad atmosphere, and the speed of the impact slowed down.

Jun Qian and the others are desperately killing the original transformation spirits in the dark.

Suddenly a scream sounded in the darkness, and then the second and third...

All the voices of warriors.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically, and he turned around abruptly, only to see a very strong blood-colored light shuttle in the darkness.

With every flash, the life of a warrior was harvested.

Yang Qingxuan's heart shook violently, that **** light used the technique of blood escape, and there was a vague figure inside.

"who is it?!"

Yang Qingxuan yelled sharply, ignoring that he could deal with the elemental spirit of the sky. He turned around abruptly, and rushed over with the halberd.

The blood light flashed several times, killing several warriors.

"Not good! Han Han, go!"

Yang Qingxuan cried out, only to see Xie Han who rushed towards under the flash of blood.

"No!"

Yang Qingxuan roared and rushed madly, also turning into blood.

The figure stagnated, and seemed to be stopped by Yang Qingxuan's voice. There was a momentary stagnation in front of Xie Han, but the bleeding disappeared in an instant, and Xie Han was rolled and disappeared directly in place.

Yang Qingxuan's halberd slashed instantly, and with a "boom", it fell through.

I saw a cloud of blood in the distance, completely enveloping Xie Han, hovering in the void, the **** light slowly turned into a shadow of a person, with a gloomy face, reaching out and grabbing Xie Han’s white neck, looking at Yang Qing mysterious Smiled: "Haha, is this your woman?"

"No! Let her go."

Yang Qingxuan said anxiously.

"Since it is not, what are you nervous about, then I will kill her."

The figure's fingers pierced Xie Han's neck, and one finger stuck-in. Xie Han groaned in pain, shivering all over, sweating, and blood flowing down from the wound.

Yang Qingxuan said anxiously: "Yes, it's my woman, you let her go quickly, let's say if you have anything."

"Since it's your woman, it's even worse."

A cold light flashed on the figure's face, five fingers scratched, Xie Han's neck burst instantly, and one head flew out.

"No!--"

Jun Qian cried out in pain, extremely sad and angry.