Chapter 349 Yang Mei Appears Ancestral Dragon Declares War
"Ugh!"

Qi Tian sighed silently. Yang Mei, who thought he was a sage of the eighth heaven, showed the strength of Yang Mei, who can see the strength of Yang Mei in the chaotic space where Journey to the West is located.

However, Qi Tian obviously underestimated the power of the realm of heaven, Yang Mei's attack can be said to be incomparably mysterious, but in Qi Tian's eyes, it is full of flaws.

Qi Tian didn't need to resist at all, because it was impossible for Yang Mei's attack to hurt him, and the defense of the infinite world could not be broken by the realm of a saint.

"boom!"

Yang Mei's palms hit Qi Tian's head without any hindrance, a powerful impact sounded instantly, and ferocious air waves surged towards the surroundings.

"Humph!"

The faces of the strong men were shocked, feeling powerless to withstand the surging waves, they hurriedly fled back, but the air waves generated by the saint's attack were extremely powerful, as fast as lightning, and they caught up with the group of cultivators in an instant.
The group cultivators have already felt a strong threat, and the shadow of death has enveloped their hearts. When they were in despair, a cold snort suddenly sounded in their ears,
The turbulent air wave disappeared suddenly, and the shadow of death in Qunxiu's heart hadn't faded away, so he was full of shock, his head turned stiffly, and looked at the scene behind him,
Yang Mei's palm was tightly leaning against Qi Tian's temple, easily able to crush the powerful attack of space, but when it hit Qi Tian's head, it felt as hard as iron,
Yang Mei's expression was unbelievable, she had already forgotten her own failure and the danger she was facing, so she threw her palm at Qi Tian's temple again,
"How can the firefly compete with the bright moon"

Qi Tian didn't stop Yang Mei's movement, because he couldn't hurt himself at all, but he wouldn't let it go, he clenched his arm and put it on the space that Yang Mei's palm must pass through,

"Crack!"

A crisp sound resounded in the ears of the group cultivators. Hongjun's sneering face had long since froze and became extremely shocking. He knew Yang Mei's strength, but it was precisely because of this that he was shocked by Qitian's strength.
"escape!"

Yang Mei's haughty expression had disappeared, and she became extremely astonished, without the slightest hesitation, the figure was ready to flee to the distance,

"Break!"

But what frightened Yang Mei was that the opponent's palm seemed to contain a huge suction force, and she couldn't pull back at all.

The Chaos Demon God who can survive from the chaos is all cruel and ruthless. His eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and his arms were broken, and his figure fled to the distance again.

"How can you escape from the palm of this emperor?"

How could Qi Tian let Yang Mei escape? If he regained Yang Mei, he would gain another sage's subordinate, and Yang Mei's body alone was the best spiritual treasure of chaos, the hollow willow tree, which was extremely precious, whether it was a refining weapon or a Redeeming points is a huge gain,
Qi Tian's heart suddenly brightened. It seems that he needs to go to the beginning of the opening of the sky in the future. Before the opening of the sky and the earth, there are the most spiritual treasures. Even if he is unlucky, the corpse of the Chaos Demon God is worth a lot of points.
Thinking about it, the movements of Qi Tian's hands were not slow at all. The palm of his hand showed a phantom of the boundless world, and a black hole flashed out. Yang Mei didn't even resist, and was directly taken into the boundless world.
With a slight movement of his mind, he directly used the lock of heaven to subdue Yang Mei. Qi Tian didn't expect Yang Mei to fight, but was going to let Yang Mei practice the laws and techniques of the boundless world, so that he could quickly upgrade the world.

In just a few seconds, everything has returned to calm, the only thing that is not calm is the hearts of the strong, the shocking minds,
Without the slightest hesitation, Qunxiu's figure flickered quickly and rushed towards Qi Tian. Everyone knew that the closest one would get more benefits.
The ones rushing to the front are still Luohu, Hongjun, Zulong, Qiankun, Yinyang, Fengzu, Huangzu, Qizu, but when the eight strong men rushed into the hut, they found that the hut was full of bedding, a total of three thousand, What is shocking is that the foreshadowing is actually an innate top-grade spiritual treasure,

At the forefront are the six purple-gold foreshadowings, shining with mysterious light, dazzling laws are shining, they are actually innate treasures,

When the group of cultivators entered the thatched hut, their expressions were instantly dull, and their hearts were full of shock. Is this the life of the strong?
The eight powerhouses were also stunned, filled with endless bitterness in their hearts. A top-grade congenital spiritual treasure is worth being injured and killed by others. They never thought that the congenital treasure that was stronger than the best congenital spiritual treasure was actually the opponent's something that sits under the ass,

Dazed for only a moment, the group of cultivators are all top experts in the prehistoric, their powerful minds reacted instantly, and quickly rushed towards the foreshadowing ahead,
However, the group cultivators are all full of tacit understanding, and they didn't touch the purple light in front of them, which represented a noble foreshadowing. They knew in their hearts that it was not something they could touch. Once they touched it, they would be killed.
Everyone in the prehistoric world speaks according to their strength. Luo Hu controls the first killing formation under the Dao of Heaven, so he should be the first in strength. He is the first to walk towards the first purple foreshadowing.
After Luo Hu sat down, Hongjun's figure moved instantly and appeared on the second bedding. However, before Hongjun's buttocks sat firmly, several killing intents came from behind him.
The killing intent came from Zulong and other members of the Dragon Clan. Luo Hu controlled the four swords of Zhuxian, which were extremely powerful. Zulong didn't want to provoke them easily, but how dare Hongjun He De sit in front of him,
Zulong was furious, and directly led all the experts of the Dragon Clan to force Hongjun. Hongjun's palms were already sweating. Although he was confident that his own strength could be stronger than Zulong, it was only stronger than the first line.
Now Zulong led Zhulong, Qinglong, two quasi-sage powerhouses, and several Da Luo Jinxian powerhouses to press towards him, obviously planning to force himself to give way.

Hongjun looked around. In just a few breaths, there were already monks sitting around, namely Fengzu, Huangzu, Qizu, Yinyang, and his complexion became ugly. Now he is in a dilemma.
"Fellow Daoist, please step aside!"

Zulong said resolutely, looking at Hongjun with a gloomy killing intent in his eyes, Zhulong, Qinglong and other dragon powerhouses behind him also showed a gloomy killing intent, looking at Hongjun,

When Zulong spoke in front of the group of cultivators, it had already indicated that Zulong was no longer an individual, but represented the Dragon Clan. It can be said that the Dragon Clan declared war on Hongjun.

The Qiankun Patriarch, who is also a casual cultivator, wanted to step forward to help, but as soon as his figure moved, he felt several strong men standing in his place, pressing towards Yin Yang,

His complexion changed, and he finally retreated to his position and supported Yin Yang. After all, Hongjun and himself are only friends, but he and Yin Yang are close friends.

The changes in Qiankun's movements naturally did not escape Hongjun's divine sense, his heart felt bitter, and he looked towards Qitian, hoping that Qitian could stop Zulong's behavior,

Since subduing Yang Mei, Qi Tian kept his eyes tightly closed and didn't care about the situation in the hut, but even if Zu Long didn't force Yang Mei, Qi Tian would make Yang Mei retreat.

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