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168 It’s reasonable and unforgiving, it can only be regarded as the upper middle level (please subscribe)

Yue Qingyi’s practice has the method of restraining the breath and closing the pulse. All thoughts are contained in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and he is not worried about the strange expression on his face and being noticed that the hook is not right.

She naturally looked at the direction Hua Minghan was coming from, just like everyone else, with a bit of surprise and shock, and then withdrew her gaze.

“It…”

Except for Yue Qingyi, the rest of the people here also noticed that Fang Lu, and their expressions all shook, a little unbelievable.

Especially Zhao Wu, hatred and anger could not be concealed in the depths of his eyes, but the next moment, he was deeply hidden by him.

When he was in the God Blessing Sect, it was the arrival of Hua Minghan that made him lose face.

Later, Ba Yun was instigated by the Holy Spirit in the holy city of Kunlun to provoke Hua Minghan.

It can be said that he will be regarded as a thorn in the side of the Holy Spirit Lake and Chihuang Mountain, and will be ridiculed by many younger generations.

However, Zhao Hao was a reborn person anyway, and his mood quickly recovered. He didn’t take another look at that side, and looked at his nose and heart.

This time, when he came to the ancient city of Zixia, his goal was the inheritance of the real Zixia, and the rest of the things could be put aside by him.

Judging from the current situation, there is no direct contradiction between him and Huang Minghan.

So as long as it doesn’t provoke Hua Minghan, there won’t be any problems.

“This time, the inheritance of Zixia Mountain has already caused a sensation in all parties. I don’t have to worry, because I know the opportunity here in advance, and I will be noticed by others, thus revealing the identity of the reborn…”

Zhao Wu was actually very cautious in his heart, knowing that there were other people who got the 1/3 space-time source fragment.

The other party is like him, with memories of the future, and it is hidden in the dark, no one knows.

“It’s the young man in the portrait…”

At this time, I do not know which monk suddenly exclaimed.

The people who were originally attracted by the battle between Xue Wusheng and Yue Zhangkong suddenly turned their attention to the side where Hua Minghan was.

When I saw that place, a young man appeared and walked over. He seemed to have a fairy spirit lingering on his body, his sleeves fluttered, and he was extremely aloof.

With a bang, the originally very lively Long Street suddenly boiled.

Nangong Xuan, descendant of Sun Moon Immortal Mountain, and Cen Xi, descendant of Supreme Hall, who were watching the battle, turned their heads with a sigh of relief, looked over, and no longer paid attention to the two young Supremes who were fighting.

“It’s really the painter!!!”

“I really didn’t expect to see him in this place today…”

“He even came to the ancient city of Zixia, is this the inheritance of the real person of Zixia, is he also interested?

Many cultivators were extremely excited and excited to discuss, and they started to talk.

“I just don’t know if there is a chance today to witness this fight with my own eyes.”

In the minds of the younger generation, Hua Minghan represents the myth of invincibility, with endless halo and glory.

If anyone can take his palm, it means that he has the wealth of the emperor, and his future is limitless.

For the younger generation, this is not a humiliation, but a recognition of strength.

If you mention to others that you can catch the palm of the portrait, you will definitely face the eyes full of reverence and admiration.

There is no doubt that this is not only the first-level recognition of the younger generation, but also many older generations.

Huang Minghan’s strength is proved by the real record, is Wanlongling’s successor Long Huang not strong?

The descendant of Holy Spirit Lake, the Holy Son of God, is not strong? But it is still three palms defeated, almost falling.

Today, Dong Minghan’s appearance in the ancient city of Zixia has caused a sensation, one can imagine how terrifying it is.

Even the older generation of cultivators became excited, staring at Fang Xiang who was approaching Dong Minghan.

“As expected of the invincible myth of the younger generation, this style is enough for me to look up to. They can’t help but sigh.

“Wherever you go, the scenery is infinite.”

Yaochi Saintess Xiyan, the corners of her mouth under the veil, couldn’t help but withdraw, thinking of the words that Huaming Hanlian said soon.

She felt that she was definitely being underestimated by him, and even without his help, she would be able to win the successor of Zixia Zhenren.

However, Huang Minghan’s appearance at this time was indeed quite appropriate in some respects.

“I haven’t really played against him, but just looking at it like this, it gives people an invisible oppression, as if the world is rejecting him?”

“Is this the real luck and blessings of God?”

The descendant of Sun Moon Immortal Mountain, the confident smile on Nangong Xuan’s face gradually disappeared and became solemn.

A genius like him has a very clear understanding of the various atmospheres of the heaven and earth environment.

Especially the illusory existence of Qi Luck, there is a feeling in the dark.

Although he couldn’t really see it, when Hua Minghan walked over, he felt a terrifying oppression, the world seemed to be overturned, and it was about to smash down, which was suffocating.

At this moment, Nangong Xuan felt a sense of horror, a bit of horror, what kind of terrifying and terrifying luck is this?

In front of him, will all the arrogance fade away and become a foil?

“Damn it, my Dao heart is firm, I have never wavered, and I have never fought against him, how can I be afraid of this?

Nangong Xuan was a little unwilling, took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

At the same time, he kept telling himself in his heart that this was just luck, not real strength.

Before he really fights, how can he retreat and fear, how can his Dao be firm, and how can the road move forward?

Cen Xi looked at Hua Minghan, who was approaching, with a strong fighting intent in his eyes, but soon became silent again, and said to himself, “What did the old guy say, my biggest rival in this life?”

“After the last battalion, he seems to have gotten more frightening.”

She still remembered the last time she saw Dong Minghan in Kunlun Holy City.

At that time, Huang Minghan fought against the city lord of Kunlun Holy City, his white clothes fluttered, he stood in the void, his face was blurred, and he was surrounded by endless immortal aura.

That scene left a deep impression on Cen Xi. From then on, Huang Minghan was the only representative of power in her heart.

Huang Minghan, with many followers, appeared on the long street and walked towards the fighting side.

The surrounding monks and creatures were all excited and excited, and they moved away one after another.

Some people are even more diligent, and feel that the more the sky and the blood are in the war, the animation Minghan will be involved in Ganglian.

Now that the Lord has appeared, how should the two of them deal with themselves?

Especially bloodless.

He just sewed, but he used Hua Minghan to suppress Yue Zhangkong, and what he said was not just as simple as humiliation.

In the eyes of many people, it was like stomping the face of Yue Changkong on the ground and spitting out a few mouthfuls.

Boom!!!

There was a loud tremor in the sky, and the golden big seal of worshipping in the sky glowed like a bright sun, shining on all sides, and the sky was like smoke.

A monstrous sea of ​​blood rolled out from behind Xue Wu Bing, like a real ocean condensing hook, exuding murderous aura, terrifying abnormality.

The golden seal and the sea of ​​blood collided, tearing apart the crying wind, completely destroying the surrounding buildings and reducing them to ruins.

The two of them had already fought to a white-hot level, especially as the sky became longer, the eyes were a little red, the golden holy flame surging, shrouded him, and even the hair was glowing, dazzling.

But just like the Son of God, he was at a disadvantage and seemed to be exhausted.

On the contrary, the blood was not diseased, and the momentum became stronger and stronger with each battle.

With a bang, the large golden seal hanging above Yue Zhangkong’s head shook violently, and then he was knocked flying.

“The Netherblood Immortal Sect’s bloodless nerves are indeed strange, and they actually used the mana of the third prince for their own use.

Many monks who were concerned about this battle couldn’t help but gasped when they saw this scene.

The Indestructible Blood Nerve is a powerful sect of the Underworld Blood Immortal Sect, and only a few people of the same generation can practice it.

It is said that when one cultivates to a high realm, the sea of ​​blood will not dry up, the real body will not be destroyed, and it is unimaginably powerful.

But now Xue Wu is afraid that his practice has reached a good level, so he can continue to fight the longer the sky.

“If I have the Holy Dragon Heart Technique, if I go to the next level, you will definitely not be my opponent.” The more Zhangkong figure stepped back in the void, his breath was unstable, a little disordered, and his face was even more pale.

……. ask for flowers….

He felt a little aggrieved in his heart, because he was stuck on the bottleneck of the Holy Dragon Heart Technique and did not break through to the next level.

Otherwise, how could the Sacred Dragon Heart Method, which claims to be inherently invincible, invincible to all methods, and capable of evaporating all magical powers, could be suppressed by Xue Wu?

taste, taste, taste…

The spear swept across, and there seemed to be crimson lightning in the void. It was gorgeous and terrifying. Bloodless quickly shot, merciless, with a bit of a smile on his face, saying, “It’s ridiculous, I forgot. Now, I may be injured now, but it is still easy to defeat you.

If not, “It was because of the large number of people before that, do you think that with your strength, you can hurt me?

His face was evil, and at this moment, he showed a sneer, and there was a chill that made people feel bone-chilling.

The longer the hollow felt, the more unsteady his breath became. It was indeed a fact that he was no match for the opponent, especially when Xue Wu was already injured.

However, the attention of the two was on the battle, and they did not notice the many cultivators who were discussing in the distance.

At their level, the outcome of the battle is sometimes just a millimeter, and there is no extra thought to separate out and pay attention to.

boom!!!

The golden rays of light were surging, burning like divine fire, and the roar of the dragon was faintly heard, and the sound shook the world, and the surrounding aura seemed to be evaporated to dryness.

Yue Zhangkong shouted angrily, condensed his Dharma body, waved his fist, and fell forward.

The void trembled, a vacuum zone appeared directly, and faint white marks appeared, as if it were about to explode.

“Exactly, let you understand the gap today, see me in the future, let’s go as far as possible.

“That’s a lesson for you.

Xue Wu Bing didn’t care when he saw this, he still had a sneer on his face, the war spear in his hand suddenly burst out with dense blood-colored runes, as if performing some ancient method, the void suddenly blurred, and there was a strange blood-colored lightning. , which galloped and fell.

Immediately, the vast blood-colored runes, like smoke, drowned toward the sky.

The blood-colored lightning bloomed in it, densely packed and unstoppable.

Even if he waved his fists and wanted to scrap and evaporate all of this, there was no way to do it. The blood hole was blasted in his body, and the blood flowed like a stream, which was extremely miserable.

On the long street, an old monster was paying attention to the battle, with a solemn expression on his face, “Blood-turning eight-forbidden style has actually reappeared…”

Facing this terrifying forbidden technique, Yue Zhangkong’s complexion was very pale, and no matter how hard he persisted, he groaned, his body was soaked in blood, and he was about to fall from the air, and his injuries were extremely serious.

“His Royal Highness the Third Prince…”

Seeing this scene, everyone in Jingyang Xianchao turned pale with shock and wanted to help.

“It can only be regarded as the upper middle reaches.”

Yue Qingyi, who had been paying attention to this battle, did not change her expression at all, nor was she surprised, which was similar to her guess.

Then, in his heart, he made a judgment for Yue Zhangkong, classifying it as the upper middle level of the younger generation.

“I can’t kill you, but I want you to regret it today.

Xue Wu was so unreasonable that he continued to chase after him, with an evil smile on his face.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to kill Yue Zhangkong in this place, but he would find a way to make his injury more serious, and it would be best if it would be difficult to recover within a few months. Naturally, that would be better.

The sea of ​​blood was surging, the suffocating energy surged into the sky, the blood-colored spear fell across the sky, and the people who were blocked by Jingyang Xianchao’s hook hand all coughed up blood and flew backwards, and they were severely injured with just one blow, losing their combat effectiveness.

boom!!!

But at this moment, there was an astonishing sound coming from a distance, which made Xue Wu’s complexion change.

The majestic coercion, Huang Minghan’s body was filled with hooks, the Dao patterns were intertwined, and the rays of light poured out, as if a field was unfolding.

Standing in the distance, he looked at Xue Wubing who was rushing towards Yue Zhangkong, and said, “In front of me, you can’t tolerate your presumptuousness.”

At this moment, although he was standing there, it seemed to human beings that he was separated by a universe. The entire will of heaven and earth fell along with his words, heading towards the blood without oppression.

It was clear that Hua Minghan had no fisherman, but he just opened his mouth like this, but there was a terrifying momentum in the void, as if there was a field covered and spread, and then it exploded with a bang.

But all the monks who approached there felt a shudder, their faces turned pale, they couldn’t believe it, and they couldn’t move.