Heavenly God Mnemonic

A few months later, Yang Qingxuan followed the Mid-Autumn Son to a secret realm in Lingshan.

Here the colorful clouds are flying, and the light is endless, and all kinds of rare plants, minerals, birds and animals are presented in the eyes.

Yang Qingxuan sighed, thinking that the secret realm he had searched before was the blessed land of Lingshan, he was ecstatic and set it as a forbidden place. Later, when he arrived in the secret realm of Mid-Autumn Festival, he felt that his forbidden land was extremely ordinary.

And the secret realm in front of him was several levels higher than Mid-Autumn's.

After the two supreme battles, this secret realm may not be able to be kept, and I can't help but feel sorry.

"Who would dare to break into the forbidden land!"

There was a loud shout from the void, and then a gibbon with black hair appeared and ran out aggressively.

There was a trace of contempt in Zhong Qiuzi's eyes. Before he started, Yang Qingxuan stepped forward and reached out to grab it.

The cold air rushed over, turned into ice crystals in the air, then floated on the gibbon, and immediately froze into an ice sculpture.

Since they are following the Mid-Autumn Festival, these young people should naturally take care of them.

Zhong Qiuzi nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand, and a burst of light shot out and blasted into the void.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, blasting a 10,000-mile passage.

Zhongqiuzi said: "Let's go."

Then he walked with his hands.

The two of them flinched in tandem.

Zhongqiuzi suddenly shrank his pupils and sneered: "Old monster, I found you. My grievances and grievances are all over today."

The figure shook, took a step forward, and disappeared.

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly followed, and at this moment a strong aura came from all directions, turning into layers of real gangsters, and blasting violently.

He frowned. It seemed that he should be under the old monster, but Zhong Qiuzi had already moved away, and he didn't know if these people didn't stop him or didn't stop him.

As soon as Yang Qingxuan's figure flashed, he retreated thousands of miles, avoiding the bombardment.

The void in front was blown to pieces.

In the aftermath of energy, dozens of figures slowly walked out.

These people all have weird faces, varying heights, and are composed of different races, and their strength is above the nine-star thousand realms.

There are 21 people above the ten-star thousand realms, six people on the top of the thousand realms, and the remaining high-level thousand realms, which can almost be ignored.

"The saint ancestor dared to break into the forbidden land, and die!"

One of the pinnacles of the thousand realms said coldly.

Yang Qingxuan said: "I don't have time to entangle with you, so I rushed to see the battle of the supreme. If you are interested, you can walk together. If the two supreme lives and die, it is difficult to have another time if you miss it."

Dozens of people on the opposite side have changed their faces. They did sense a horrible aura just now, and they were not sure in their hearts. At this moment, they were shocked by the words that the Supreme had passed.

As for the "War of the Supreme", of course they are eager to see it, but that is not something they dare to think about.

The pinnacle of the Thousand Realms shouted sharply: "Go to hell!"

Pointing forward with both fingers, a group of energy burst through the air and shot towards Yang Qingxuan.

The remaining people scattered directly, and immediately surrounded Yang Qingxuan.

Yang Qingxuan stretched out his hand to grab, and directly blocked that energy from grabbing.

"Bang", a circle of energy scattered from the palm.

The face of the pinnacle of the thousand realms slightly changed.

The rest of the people are also facing the enemy, but they are not panicked. After all, their number and realm are all here.

Yang Qingxuan shouted: "I don't want to kill the innocent, get out of here!"

As soon as the sword art was drawn, countless golden swords appeared all around, chopped forward, splitting a passage.

With him as the center, the sword aura was flooded within thousands of miles, and everyone hurriedly backed away and did not dare to approach.

Although Yang Qingxuan did not kill people less, he could not kill as much as possible. Moreover, these dozens of people were all high-ranking thousand realms like him, and it was not easy to cultivate to this level.

The complexions of the pinnacles of the Thousand Realms changed drastically, and each shot, blasting the magical powers into the world of swords, forming a joint suppression.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed, and he said coldly: "Since I insist on seeking death, I can't blame me!"

He grabbed it with five fingers, and countless gold elements gathered together, and the thousands of sword intent were all in his palm, forming a halberd, grabbed it and slashed it out.

"Boom boom!"

A series of pops exploded.

The thousand world pinnacle said coldly: "It's useless, the same is the thousand world pinnacle, you are alone, but we have six!"

Not only that, there were dozens of people watching outside, ready to take part in the war.

"is it?"

Yang Qingxuan's hollow voice came out, his face changed subtlely, and a spirit of evil spirit was revealed.

It is to merge with the ghost storehouse.

Although both of them are the pinnacles of the Thousand Realms, they did not break through to the half-step supreme after being combined. Obviously, this level of realm is extremely suppressed, and it cannot be overcome by simply combining.

Yang Xuanzang waved his halberd once again, and the Heavenly Slashing Seven Forms slashed out one by one.

Each halberd light blasted out a large area of ​​brilliance, shocked above the suppression, and after the three styles were split, the six of them felt strenuous and shocked.

"Impossible, what's the matter?"

The heart of the pinnacle of the thousand realms shook wildly, and both were the pinnacles of the thousand realms.

Before he could react, the suppression was directly broken by the fourth halberd.

Yang Qingxuan disappeared in a flash.

The six people were horrified, and huge fear enveloped them.

"I have already given you a chance."

Yang Qingxuan's figure appeared behind the six people one by one, splitting out with a full moon.

"Boom boom!"

He splits six moves at extremely fast speed, and teleports after each move, almost in one go.

All six were vomiting blood after being shaken, and backed back in the air.

"Is he really the pinnacle of a thousand realms?"

The six were extremely frightened, but the power did not have the supreme law, it was like a dream.

Dozens of people around were even more frightened, and no one dared to step forward.

"A bunch of rubbish, all retreat. With your strength, even the half-step supreme should stop it, but it can't help a thousand worlds pinnacles, really cultivated to shit. After this matter, I will punish you again."

A cold voice sounded in the air.

Everyone was pale and bloodless, but they did not dare to argue with this person, and bowed their heads in shame and fear.

Yang Xuanzang's pupils enlarged slightly, staring into the void: "You..."

"It's incredible."

The voice came again, and there was a man in front of him with a cold face and complex eyes.

Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "Chong Ying! It's really you."

The man sighed, "Although I can't believe it, it's true. You have cultivated to this level."

Yang Qingxuan was quite moved. At that time, Chong Ying was injured by the Mid-Autumn Son, and escaped into the universe of the primary era without any trace. He did not expect to meet him here.

This is the place where the owner of the sky canister is located, which makes sense.

He asked: "Your injury is healed?"

Chong Ying said with a weird face: "Your realm has broken through the sky, is it so strange that I can recover a little injury?"