People Who Wander the Heavens Teach Disciples

"Blue Dragon!"

Ten thousand people turned pale, his pupils shrank suddenly, he instantly flew up, turned into a dim light and flew towards Qinglong.

When he came to Qinglong, the thousands of people didn't have time to think about it. The black light on his body was released, and countless black qi turned into a black wall in front of the two of them. Then he took out the Fulong Cauldron, the bright red light bloomed, and the dripping suspension in front of the two.

Ten thousand people just finished all this when they heard a terrifying explosion.

"Hey~"

The sharp weapon pierced the wind, and there was a sonic boom in the air, leaving only that white light between the sky and the earth.

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As soon as the floating lightsaber came out, the terrifying momentum emptied the surrounding clouds.

There are no clouds, the sky is clear, and the sun shines directly.

But at this moment, the sky and the earth lost its color, and all the light was left with only a touch of white.

Zhang Xiaofan, who was peeping at the battlefield from a distance, could not help but yearn for this scene.

"Is this the real strength of Senior Brother Seven? It's so terrifying? It's amazing!"

Wan Xianghe Qinglong's face was pale at this moment, his whole body mana surged, and he desperately instilled the spells and magic weapons in front of him.

"Boom~"

In the silent world, I don't know how long it took, and finally there was a terrifying explosion.

The tumbling air waves shredded the clouds, the ground was sunken for thousands of miles, cracked all over, and huge wood chips were flying, looking terrible.

But Wanxiang and Qinglong, who were facing the blow, only heard a burst of explosions, and then a white light flashed in front of them, and a fatal crisis struck.

Qinglong only had time to jump in front of ten thousand people, and then was drowned by white light.

"Pfft~"

A terrifying power came from the white light, and after being hit by this row of mountains and seas, Wanxiang and Qinglong flew out in an instant.

Qinglong spit out a mouthful of warm blood on the body of Ten Thousand People, and was instantly seriously injured, his face pale like gold foil.

Ten thousand people were stunned, only to know that the white light flashed in front of them, and the defensive measures of himself and others were instantly broken, and Qinglong was seriously injured in an instant, and he protected him because Qinglong was blocking him, but he was a little tight in his chest and suffered a slight injury.

Shen Changwen made a light move, and the floating light sword turned into a white light and returned to his side, and the white face shone like a dragon.

After all, he was showing mercy just now. After all, he was No. [-]'s father-in-law. Let No. [-] handle their family affairs by himself. All he needs to do is get the yellow bird.

Ten thousand people stood in mid-air, holding Qinglong, his face was pale and the corners of his mouth were bitter, still unable to forget the terrifying blow just now.

Taiqingjing, that is definitely the power of Taiqingjing!

He never imagined that at such a young age, Shen Changwen surpassed many of their Qingyunmen ancestors and reached the Taiqing Realm. Many people were a little unbelievable, but the reality told him that this was the truth, and he had to believe it.

The corners of Qinglong's mouth were bleeding, and his chest was sunken. The blow just now turned his sternum into powder. If it weren't for the fact that he was a practitioner and had mana to protect his body, he could do nothing now.

But the most important thing is that Shen Changwen kept his hand, otherwise he would surely die, and now it is not much better, he was seriously injured and became a severely disabled.

Qinglong firmly grasped Wanxiang's arm. He could feel the despair in Wanxiang's heart. He had planned a plan for half his life, but now the middle path is about to collapse. How can this not make Wanxiang despair.

"Sect Master, I'm going to hold him, you go and take away the yellow bird, our plan for so many years cannot fail!"

"Brother Qinglong?!"

Ten thousand people looked at Qinglong with stunned expressions. Shen Changwen was in the Taiqing Realm. Now Qinglong said that he wanted to hold Shen Changwen alone. This was obviously to use his last trump card, to use his life to hold Shen Changwen and create opportunities for himself!

"Sect Master, I have made up my mind. After you take back the yellow bird, you should retreat for the time being. As long as you return to the sect and are protected by a magic circle, you will not be able to break the Taiqing Realm. The head of Qingyunmen, he needs to sit in Qingyunmen, he can't guard us every day, Sect Master, we still have a chance!"

Qinglong's eyes are firm and his tone is firm. The Four Spirits Blood Formation is the plan of the Ghost King Sect and others for so many years. He can't let this plan fail. Ten thousand people don't know whether to discourage it or not. This is also his dream for most of his life. what!

In fact, when ten thousand people hesitated, Qinglong already knew his decision.

"Sect Master, after the plan is successful, remember to avenge me!"

He smiled tragically, and in an instant, red light bloomed all over his body, and his blood essence was burning wildly. This was his last trump card, burning his life, burning his blood essence, burning his cultivation, and turning it into a final blow.

In an instant, Qinglong, whose face was like golden paper just now, stood up from Ten Thousand People's arms with a ruddy face, blood surging all over his body, and flew towards Shen Changwen.

Ten thousand people looked at Qinglong's receding back with a complex expression, he gritted his teeth, pulled away and flew back, rushing towards the red beam of light.

Shen Changwen was floating in the air, frowning as he looked at Qinglong who was rushing towards him.

He has already decided to let the two of them die, but the two of them are still thinking about doing things?Is this when he is so easy to bully in this Golden Core Realm?

Shen Changwen looked at the behavior of the two of them, and was not nervous at all. Wanxiang and Qinglong looked at the cultivators of the Golden Core Realm too simply, and he would crush them whether it was the method of cultivation or the realm.

No matter what little tricks they do, Shen Changwen has the confidence to press down, he wants to see what this Qinglong is doing.

It has to be said that the cultivation method of this Immortal Execution World is better than that of the Ancient Sword World.

The Qinglong at the peak of the Upper Purity Realm, after burning the cultivation base, actually exudes the breath of the Taiqing Realm. Although it is still nothing in Shen Changwen's opinion, it also means that the cultivation method in this world is indeed better than the ancient one. Jian Qitan's is good.

It's just that the price is very high. Shen Changwen can clearly sense that Qinglong's momentum is constantly rising, but the cultivation base in his body is constantly disappearing. After this blow, Qinglong's cultivation base will be completely useless even if he doesn't die. Years to live.

"Hey~"

Qinglong's body cut through the sky and came to Shen Changwen's body. At this moment, his face was full of red light, and he looked like he was in a peak state, and his aura was completely stabilized in the Taiqing Realm.

"Haha, Shen Changwen, the old man admits that you are indeed a peerless genius, and you can achieve Taiqing Realm at a young age, but this is not the reason why you can insult our Ghost King Sect."