Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan was confused in his mind, letting his body fall, and gradually regained consciousness.

After falling for a while, he suddenly felt wrong, wondering how high it was? It hasn't touched the ground for so long! Suddenly he was in a cold sweat, and if he fell at such a high speed, even if he was in the late stage of the qi, he was afraid that he would be crushed directly.

Moreover, the yellow sand here is not ordinary sand, it is as hard as iron stone. I shudder at the thought of falling into a mud-like mud, full of blood and demons, and suddenly opened my eyes!

There is still a thousand miles of yellow sand under the earth, and there is no end in sight, but it is getting closer and closer to the ground, and the face hurt by the gale pressure.

Seeing that he was about to touch the ground, he suddenly boosted his energy and energy, and the method of descending the dragon's palm whizzed out. The whole body immediately surged with true essence, and his robe swelled.

Then he shouted, and hit the ground!

The powerful palm wind carries ten thousand catties of force, and the exciting air continues to burst, like a giant pump pressing into the earth!

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, and the yellow sand flew around, causing winds to disperse.

Yang Qingxuan's body stagnated, completely offsetting the force of the fall, and the whole person took another breath, and again several palms, the air burst, and the body tumbling in the air a few times before gently falling on the ground.

"where is this place?"

Yang Qingxuan looked around, it was still the same endless desert, but it was not the previous one.

He pondered: "This is just my spiritual platform and sea of ​​consciousness. Why is there so much weirdness? Is it because of the influence of the barrenness? How do I get out of here?"

As he was thinking about it, on the yellow sand ahead, a shadow appeared vaguely, trance.

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank, and the color of horror shot out in his eyes, and the shadow gradually revealed his figure, which was actually a four-legged monster that was neither a leopard nor a tiger.

The whole body is golden yellow, with black and white markings all over the whole body, and a pair of eyes are green, projecting faint cold light.

Yang Qingxuan was horrified, the monster's figure was a little unreal, trance on the yellow sand, but there was a strong pressure, shocking the heartstrings.

"Mom, what the **** is that barrenness? How can such inexplicable things appear in my consciousness."

The monster's eyes glowed green, walked to the place a hundred feet in front of Yang Qingxuan, then stopped, staring like this, seemingly jealous.

Yang Qingxuan frowned, and cried inwardly: "It's weird, it seems to be afraid of me from the looks of it."

"call!……"

The monster suddenly sighed heavily, and there was a gust of wind around it, and a piece of yellow sand flew over, like a wall more than ten feet thick, volleyed over.

"what?!"

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, as if thinking of something, his face turned green. "Could it be that this thing made the tornado before?"

Before he could think carefully, the yellow sand flew in front of him. Seeing that he could not escape, he hurriedly ran the six sun palms and slashed on the mad sand!

"Four Yang Fu Yan!"

"Boom!"

A wave of Zhiyang Zhenqi circulated around the body, splitting the yellow sand into a channel, and a strong wind roared past. Many grains of sand rushed into the Zhiyang Zhenqi, but all were blocked. No one hit Yang Qingxuan. Body.

After a few breaths, the gale disappeared.

Yang Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the monster with an angry face.

The monster's forefoot slapped on the ground a few times, and suddenly his body arched forward, opening his mouth to let out a beast roar!

"Roar!!"

The world was shaken, and the yellow sand on the ground trembled, slowly rising to the sky, around the monster, and began to surging irregularly.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically, "That tornado was made by this thing! God, what a terrible monster this is!"

In shock, he turned and ran.

But the monster's roar came again behind him, and countless yellow sands suddenly rolled around, like the end of the world, unable to open his eyes at all.

Yang Qingxuan was caught by the violent wind at once, and he hurriedly used his kung fu, his feet stuck to the ground like tree roots, and the violent wind would shake him still.

At the same time, the whole body circulated the yang zhenqi, turning into a series of gang energy, all over the body, preventing the blow of the sky full of yellow sand.

In this terrifying scene, the monster walked towards Yang Qingxuan step by step.

The monster's control of this gust of wind is very delicate, and within three feet of it, there is a quiet vacuum, without any trace of wind.

Yang Qingxuan looked at the monster coldly, and thought to himself: "If you can control the wind, you can't escape. You can only find a way to solve this thing. I don't know the specific combat power of this monster."

Judging from that agile body, the ancient chill radiating from his body, and the sky full of mad sand, it must not be easy.

But the more dangerous it is, the calmer Yang Qingxuan's heart is, and the ripples in his eyes gradually calm down and become waveless.

The monster seemed to feel something, and suddenly stood still, ten feet away from him.

"Mom, what a keen thing, it actually noticed my murderous aura!"

Yang Qingxuan cursed secretly, and shouted in his heart: "No matter what, if this continues, I will inevitably run out of true energy, and then I will really be over, let's start!"

Immediately he shouted and rushed into the air. The scorching qi on his body continued to rise, and a scorching ball of light emerged from the palm of his hand and slowly lifted into the sky.

The wind and sand around him was rushed by this zhenqi, and it spread immediately, unable to invade close to him.

The monster's eyes gleamed green, watching it quietly, without much mood swings.

"Huh! Look down on me, see Lao Tzu pat you into flesh!"

The momentum on Yang Qingxuan's body exploded, six true qi suddenly gathered in the palm of his palm, and a huge palm figure appeared in the sky, the whole body was red, like a mountain, and pressed against the monster!

"Six suns open the sky!"

This is his entire comprehension of Six Sun Palm, plus one blow with all his strength, the entire gale dodges it.

The monster raised his head, glanced at the giant palm, and was not moved, but raised his forefoot slightly and patted it forward.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, and countless mad sands suddenly gathered in front of the monster, swelled up suddenly, and instantly condensed into exactly the same palms, blasting towards the six sun palms.

"what?!"

Yang Qingxuan's eyeballs all fell out, but before he could think carefully, the two huge palms crashed into each other, and they all burst!

"Boom!"

The two handprints exploded and turned into terrible wind and fire huge force, wave after layer, sweeping the earth.

Yang Qingxuan only felt the pain in his arm, and the entire right palm was numb, and then the violent aftermath swept over, causing him to spout a mouthful of blood and fly out.

"puff!"

The whole person fell to the ground at once and slid dozens of feet away. The hard and sharp fine sand made a blood on his body.