Fu Canglu

Chapter 669 Invincible in the world
At the foot of the holy mountain, there is not much snow.

Qinghuo, who was wrapped in a green robe, smiled calmly. After hearing Yi Xiao's words, he slowly restrained his smile.

His Highness still smiled.

"Human. Do you know what kind of place this is?"

Qing Huo squinted his eyes and said, "This is the Western Snow Region, the territory of the Yaozu. Behind me is the Holy Mountain of the Yaozu."

Yi Xiao raised his head and looked at the majestic and towering holy mountain, the vastness and white snow were flying, and it was impossible to observe the whole picture between the clouds and mists.

He said with emotion: "This is the new holy mountain of the monster clan."

The green fire lowered his hands, and the anti-cross airflow transformed by the nine keys was still circling around his body, rustling like stars rising and falling, gradually slowing down, and finally wisps of scarlet air fell into his lifted body. In the palm of his hand, he pulled out nine slender red ropes, and at the end of the ropes solidified a jingling anti-cross key.

He stared at the young man in lotus clothes in front of him, unexpectedly he couldn't see the depth of the other party's cultivation for a while. Human practitioners are generally cultivators. Not even a big monster can compare.

The lotus-clothed human being in front of him seemed to have no vitality, but the Western Regions were far away, and if he dared to come alone, he must have a great cultivation base.

So Qinghuo said faintly: "Are you a body refiner?"

Yi Xiao smiled and said, "It's sort of."

Qinghuo breathed a sigh of relief. In the face-to-face fight of the monster race, the most fearless thing is the body refiner among the human beings. Most of the monster race, even some desolate people and half-demons, have extremely strong physical talents and have blood blessings. It only takes a little practice to develop a half-vajra physique.

How many people in this world have the physique of a King Kong?The two rivers and lakes in the north and south of the Qijiang River, the two countries, plus those great practitioners in the Holy Land who are transcendent, will not exceed the number of hands.

There are three types of human practitioners that Qinghuo fears.

The third one is the strange people who are proficient in low-level techniques. These people have changeable methods and are extremely weird. When conceiving wisdom in the blood pool, he ignorantly accepted the memories of some monster races on both sides of the Central Plains. Confucianism After the two schools of Taoism merged, all kinds of miscellaneous techniques, such as "Looking for dragons and acupuncture points", "Fengshui Kanyu", these miscellaneous techniques that had no practical significance, began to shine.

It's just that strange people are mostly cautious, once they are approached by the monster race, they are just a piece of fragile white paper.

The distance between the two is less than ten feet, if the lotus-clothed man in front of him is just an ordinary stranger, then Qinghuo can kill him with only half a breath.

Qinghuo's second fear is the great human practitioners who have reached the eighth realm and above in soul power cultivation.

Its body is just a ray of flame.

After hundreds of thousands of years of ups and downs in the blood pool of the monster clan, he was born soaked in the spirit of the monster clan. In the final analysis, it is already a great fortune to be able to conceive this spiritual consciousness. He has a strong body, but he cannot resist the soul power Original destruction.

The lotus-clothed man in front of him does not seem to be a person with the eighth realm of soul power. There are very few human soul saints, and there are only a few who are famous for their soul power. The green fire is just a ray of blue flame in the blood pool. When the spiritual consciousness was born, the only ones I often heard were Li Qing in white robe from Xiguan, Xuan Shangyu from Luoyang City, Yuan Tiangang from Lanling City, and some old and weak chess masters.

As for the first
Qinghuo smiled, on the hand holding the red string of the nine inverse cross keys, one after another blue-red lines bloomed like lotus flowers, reflecting the holiness of half of the arm.

This man's whole body, without a sword or sheath, how could he be an unreasonable swordsman?
Suddenly there was a strong wind at the foot of the holy mountain.

Qinghuo, who was wrapped in a green robe, suddenly made a slight mistake in his footsteps, and the moment the nine inverse crosses collided, the world seemed to be at a standstill.

The white tiger roared and the green dragon glared, as if a huge eye had opened on the top of the holy mountain.

Qinghuo raised his right fist high, and the huge fist was covered by the swelling and boiling blue flame, which was extremely dazzling between the sky and the earth.

This punch was like a blue heavy hammer, falling out of thin air, smashing out countless fine red thunderbolts, with a bang.

The entire holy mountain trembled slightly.

The white old man between the two was blown away by the huge air wave, and his vague consciousness was awakened in an instant. The monster vitality left in his body by the great sage Jianmu was instantly activated, forming a spherical barrier, wrapping him in the air. Inside, it was thrown heavily, hit a raised boulder, and then fell to the ground.

The heavy snow splashed, and the convex rock that the old man smashed was first smashed into a spider web, and then smashed to pieces by the irresistible thunder.

The white old man firmly grasped the ground with ten fingers, and vines grew out of his fingertips, as if they were rooted in the heavy snow, and the half-clothed white robe was torn away, and the two figures in the distance were the center of the circle, and the heavy snow was rolling like tides, majestic, The figure surrounded by the blue flames was in the air, and when the hammer fell, it was as bright as a god descending from the earth.

The old man Bai's liver and gallbladder were shattered, and his fingertips had already splashed blood, which had been frozen into shards of ice by the snow.

Qinghuo's strength far exceeded his imagination.

It is widely rumored in the Yaozu that he is above everyone, but no one has ever imagined that the flame that gave birth to the blood pool of the Yaozu has the strength not inferior to the top practitioners of the human race after only practicing for such a short period of time. .

I'm afraid Master Xi Yao is here, and that's all. It's definitely not a problem to smash all the practitioners under the master with this punch.

Even those tyrannical great practitioners who are not Buddhist Bodhisattvas dare not take this punch hard.

snow rolls away
The old man Bai's eyes widened suddenly, and all the snow was swept away by this punch.

Qinghuo, who was condescending and threw a punch, was suspended in mid-air without moving, and the punch had already hit Yi Xiao's forehead.

Lianyi hunting, finally calm.

That punch was still some distance away from Yi Xiao's forehead.

It's about the distance of a finger pulp.

The little highness looked as usual, and said: "The owner of the holy mountain, is he a reckless man now? This punch can kill the little King Kong's physique."

Qinghuo's body was stiff, and his expression froze, staring at the weird lotus-clothed man in front of him.

What kind of cultivation is this?
Donkey Kong physique?
No. It can't be the physique of King Kong. With just one finger, he lightly received the punch he gave with all his strength.

The thought only lasted for a second, and Qinghuo's body was hit in the middle by a huge force. He was horrified to find that the black lotus clothes turned into a thunderbolt and jumped up, and kicked him heavily in the lower abdomen with a whip leg. Then a pale and powerful palm pressed on his forehead, smashing his head and his whole body towards the snow field.

"Boom" sound.

The face of the white old man lying in the distance twitched, and he heard a cracking sound that far surpassed the previous punch.

Then there was the sound of rumbling beatings.

It can be heard clearly even on the holy mountain.

The big black monster standing on the top of the holy mountain, squatting on the top of the snow mountain, surrounded by a group of monsters, listening to the tragic sound coming from the bottom of the mountain, his complexion is very exciting, the corners of his lips are constantly pulling, although he can't see what happened at the bottom of the mountain What, but this beating was heard clearly by everyone.

"Even if Old Man Bai didn't fall to his death, he was about to be beaten to death by Lord Qinghuo, right?"

"Even if the direct successor of the great sage Jianmu came, I think it would be a disaster if he encountered such cruel violence."

"Hush, Lord Qinghuo's hearing is not so good."

"Master Qinghuo deserves to be our future leader. This beating can be heard clearly by the Holy Mountain. It is crisp and sweet. He is really a role model for our generation, a tyrant of the Western Regions!"

The green robe that was pressed on the snow had already begun to disintegrate, countless blue flames flew out, and was pushed all the way to the bottom of the holy mountain. Yi Xiao was not going to let him go, and punched him Another punch, not hitting anywhere, it hit Qinghuo's face.

After the transformation, the cheek with a hint of evil spirit was abruptly turned into a swollen pig's face.

It's been a long time since the little Highness hit someone like this.

The last time was at Zhongwei Peak in the South China Sea and Ye Shisan fought each other for soul power. The two of them didn't hold back their hands until they hit the back.

This time it was completely crushed.

The more he fought, the more Yi Xiao felt that the green-robed monster in front of him was not a mortal thing.

Even if it was replaced by Gu Shengcheng back then, who had inherited immortal artifacts such as fetal beads and Xuanwu heavy robe, he would have been smashed to pieces by himself long ago, and was beaten to death at the bottom of the holy mountain. Gu Shengcheng on the top of the eight-foot mountain, however, the more he fought, the more he spattered, and his vitality was extremely tenacious. As long as he couldn't stop the fight, he struggled to stretch out a hand or two. At first he wanted to fight back, but the more he fought back, the more he was beaten. Miserable, so I gradually lost my courage, and now I just want to stretch out a hand to cover my face.

The nine inverted cross keys have long since turned into nine flying air currents.

Yi Xiao looked calm, watching the nine auras constantly circulating around Qinghuo. The inheritance left by the ten great sages in the mountain and sea monster clan gave Qinghuo time and time again opportunities to continue their lives.

The method of longevity in the Western Regions. Maybe it really exists. The inheritance of the Nine Great Sages has been refined by Qinghuo for a while. It is different from the Lord of the Silver City in Fengxue. Thinking over the wonderful method in Li, and confronting the enemy hastily, now Qinghuo's cultivation base is much lower than that of Yincheng City Lord, but his life-saving ability is even stronger.

What His Royal Highness is holding is the inverse cross of "Great Sage Jianmu". This is the most tenacious vitality among the ten great monsters in the mountains and seas. It is hard to imagine, if Qinghuo collects all ten inverse crosses, what will happen to him? more difficult to kill, or impossible to kill at all?
suddenly.

Qinghuo felt that the storm-like offensive in front of him disappeared in an instant.

He sat down on the snowy ground, behind him was a huge spider web that spread tens of feet, and the rocks of the holy mountain rustled down.

He looked at the lotus-clothed man in front of him in horror, and saw the smile on that face to ensure that the human freak in front of him was not because of fatigue from beating.

"I won't fight anymore"

Qinghuo pushed out all the nine inverse cross keys in his hand, his cheeks were already swollen, and he said with difficulty: "Here you are, I'll give you all. Don't hit me."

His Highness squatted down, and he picked up the slender key in his hand.

"You don't want revenge?"

Yi Xiao laughed harmlessly to humans and animals, and said softly: "Hey, I'll give you the last key. Once you practice it, you will be invincible in the world."

(End of this chapter)