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After dozens of rounds in a row, Qin Sang probably figured out the details of Junyi's youth.

His cultivation base is not inferior to Senior Brother Rong, Miao Xinglan and others, but his combat experience is far worse, even worse than the mediocre ones among the fake pill cultivators on Stargazing Island.

But he has many treasures. After the talisman, he sacrificed several magical instruments one after another, which is dazzling.

Together, Qin Sang should also respond calmly.

Qin Sang estimated that the youth of Junyi had an unusual origin.

It's a pity that Junyi's youth is still too tender after all. These magical weapons can't allow him to turn his advantage into a winning position. This is still when Qin Sang didn't use the ebony sword.

After fighting for a period of time, Qin Sang became more relaxed, and he was even able to do two things with one heart, peeping at another battle.

Granny Jing fights one against two.

Qin Sang knew that Qingluan was not only a simple mount, but also had terrifying strength.

Qingluan helps Granny Jing to separate the two opponents, so Granny Jing can concentrate on dealing with the old man Zhangxing.

Yu Shanting knew that Granny Jing was the most important goal, and didn't want to keep entangled with Qingluan, tried to force Qingluan back, and teamed up with the old man Zhangxing, but he couldn't do so.

‘Dang! ’

The loud bells rang continuously, shaking the earth, and endlessly.

The purple air is misty, sometimes condensed into a sword, swift as electricity, and sharp; sometimes transformed into a variety of fierce beasts, dragons and phoenix ligers, various feet, fierce flames...

Regardless of swords or fierce beasts, they are not Qingluan's opponents, and will soon be torn apart by Qingluan's sharp claws and sharp beak.

The bronze bell could not help Qingluan. Yu Shanting returned without success for several times. Instead, he was almost pecked by Qingluan. His expression could not be kept calm, and his eyes were filled with anger.

‘Dang! ’

The bell ringing was extraordinary, deep and deep.

The bronze bell trembled, amidst the humming sound, left the top of Yu Shanting's head automatically, leaped up, and immediately suppressed it towards Qingluan.

Endless purple eruption, overwhelming the sky.

At this moment, the bronze bell resembles a mighty mountain, and the power is like a mighty force. The wind and thunder are moving, and they want to directly cover the Qingluan, suppress, refine, and crush it into powder.

The body of the bronze bell is actually not bigger than Qingluan's body. For some reason, the huge shadow of the bell is overwhelming the sky, and the bell is shrouded underneath. The ringing of the bell shakes the soul more and more, like a mountain whistling a tsunami, with a great momentum.

A humanized dignified color appeared in Qingluan's eyes, making Qin Sang more and more suspicious whether it was a wood carving or a real Qingluan.

Qingluan is an ancient divine beast, only exists in the legend, can be compared to dragons and phoenixes, no matter how strong Granny Jing is, you can't find and conquer it.

If it is a spirit puppet, how powerful puppet technique can be used to give wood carvings such a charm?

Facing the imposing bronze bell.

Qing Luan let out a quick tweet, and the fighting will became stronger and stronger.

Without asking for help from Granny Jing, its wings splayed as much as possible. The cyan feathers showed cyan waves, and the cyan light gathered and became deeper and deeper. These feathers seemed to be melting and ignited a cyan flame.

Qingluan became a real bird reborn from the ashes.

‘Huh! ’

Under the beautiful cry, the bell was also overshadowed.

Qingluan glared at the bronze bell, a blue flame rose into the sky, and a pillar of fire rushed straight towards the bronze bell.

‘Boom! ’

With a loud bang, the bronze bell was flooded by green fire.

But in the green fire, a faint purple can be vaguely seen, and the purple gas is not extinguished, resisting the burning of the green fire.

The Yin Jue of Yushan Pavilion changed drastically, and the bronze bell vibrated endlessly.

Not to be outdone, Qing Luan continuously releases the green fire.

One person and one beast tried their best to get into a stalemate, and it may be difficult to tell the winner in a short time. Qin Sang couldn't see who would win in the end, so he turned his attention to Granny Jing.

Unexpectedly, the battle between Granny Jing and the old man Zhang Xing was more mysterious, without a trace of smoke, and it was even more difficult to predict.

Qin Sang could still see some clues about the battle between Yu Shanting and Qingluan. Between Granny Jing and the old man Zhang Xing, he could only watch the excitement, and he didn't even know who had the upper hand.

Night sky, bright moon, stars.

Under the starry sky transformed by the two magic weapons, Granny Jing and the old man Zhang Xing hung in the air, without a trace of smoke.

The moon seemed brighter than before, and the silver plate hung high.

Granny Jing is like a living Guanyin, sitting volley in the sky, her eyes closed, and a picture of the hidden moon in the mountains and rivers floating behind her, but there is no bright moon in the painting.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are like daisies, the sea of ​​clouds is actually flowing, and the clouds are coming and going, and this picture seems to have come to life.

The old man Zhang Xing also didn't look at Granny Jing, his hands were raised up, worthy of the name of the palm star, and his palms were left behind, and he fiddled with Xinghe.

But it can only pick stars, not the moon.

Fanxing became a chess piece in the hands of the old man with star palms, one after another, the stars of different shapes strangling towards Granny Jing or Mingyue.

These killing formations changed extremely fast, and each killing formation had a decent power. The magic weapon of the old man star made Qin Sang amazed.

The starlight rushing towards the bright moon was blocked by the moonlight.

The starlight that strangled Granny Jing was even worse. They were all swallowed by Jiangshan Yinyuetu. Apart from making the sea of ​​clouds more turbulent, it didn't seem to cause any harm to Granny Jing.

Soon, Qin Sang made a new discovery.

The stars on the edge of the starry sky dimmed and disappeared one by one, seeming to be covered by moonlight, and they never appeared again after disappearing.

When a star disappears, that piece of space will fall into darkness, and there will be a peculiar wave, and there seems to be cracks indistinguishable by the naked eye.

When the old man with star palm condenses the killing array and strangles Granny Jing, he will push other stars in the galaxy to the edge, and he will be plunged into the dark space to repair.

It seems that this is the only way to maintain the night sky formed by the magic weapon from collapsing.

Qin Sang shifted his gaze to observe Elder Palm Star carefully.

Under the brighter moonlight, the old man palm star stared at the night sky without blinking, his expression was very serious, his face seemed to be covered with sweat, reflecting the starlight, looking very ruddy.

It is in sharp contrast with Granny Jing's indifferent.

Look at the performance of the two and the two magic weapons~www.readwn.com~Qin Sang thinks Granny Jing should have the upper hand, but he is not sure if his guess is correct.

Qin Sang couldn't continue to look distracted, because the offensive of Junyi's youth suddenly became fierce.

Young Junyi realized that Qin Sang was doing two things with one heart, and felt that he was being despised, and he couldn't help being very embarrassed.

What's even more hateful is that he has tried his best to face an opponent whose cultivation base is inferior to him, and even dared to be absent-minded on the battlefield, unable to do anything to him.

"You are looking for death!"

The young Junyi cursed and hated Qin Sang extremely, and spared no room to inspire all the powers of Fu Bao.

The black light of Fubao's illusion flew up and down, coming and going like electricity, without a trace, but in Qin Sang's eyes there was still nowhere to hide.

Wu Chui was unable to break through the blue mirror's blockade, even Qin Sang's clothes corner could not be touched.

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