Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan poured his true energy into the small flag, and auras appeared immediately, array patterns began to appear on the flag, and a large number of runes appeared.

These runes are very similar to the symbols that condense the glass light chain in the four holy spirit pictures.

Yang Qingxuan was surprised and delighted, knowing that these runes are by no means simple. He has appeared in the Four Holy Spirits map twice, and he has certain observations of such runes. It seems to be condensed by a certain rule. Each word represents one. Kind of rules.

It is certain that this yellow flag is by no means simple, even if it is not the real Wuji apricot yellow flag, it is a very similar imitation.

Yang Qingxuan took the treasure flag in his hand and waved it in the air, a yellow gas flashed in the air, turning into a phantom of the yellow flag, and disappearing in a flash.

"Too weak, your strength is too weak to stimulate the prohibition on the yellow flag." Hua Jieyu's voice came, shaking his head and sighing.

Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth, agitated his qi and blood, and at the same time ran the magic arts, all the true energy and original power in his body suddenly poured into the banner.

Suddenly, a vision emerged, and above the yellow flag, a golden lotus was transformed into a golden lotus, with tiny runes appearing on the petals of each leaf.

But the golden lotus was still a flash in the pan, and disappeared completely when it appeared.

Yang Qingxuan's face was pale, and he almost sat on the ground without a butt. All his strength poured into the flag, it was just like fireworks, and it was gone after a burst.

"Brother Jieyu, do you mean this Wuji Xinghuang Qi, is it true?" Yang Qingxuan sat on the ground weakly, adjusting his breath to restore his strength.

Hua Jie said: "I have heard people say about the Five Flags of Heaven and Earth, but Wenren is not sure whether this thing exists. After all, things like Lingbao are more of a legend. The highest level of the well-documented Yuan artifacts is nothing more than the sacred artifacts. But this yellow flag is indeed extraordinary. If it can fully exert its inner power, it is afraid that even the strongest will not be able to break it."

Yang Qingxuan nodded and continued to practice.

He has a lot of magical powers and treasures at the moment, but his strength is too weak, and it is urgent to improve his cultivation as much as possible.

On this day, the wind is sunny and the blue waves are thousands of miles away.

Yang Qingxuan was still cultivating the Void Desolate Sky Art on the coast, condensing countless broken stones and turning them into a stone figure three or four feet tall, and rushed towards him.

Then he raised his palm, a piece of waste gas emerged, and he patted the stone man.

With a "boom", the stone man swayed in the air for a few times, and the stone was rapidly weathered, and in the blink of an eye it turned into dust, and dissipated in the air as soon as it was blown by the sea breeze.

Yang Qingxuan stepped on another sword step and appeared on the sea, swept his gaze downward, and patted several palms casually.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Large tracts of sea water exploded and weird fish, shrimps, crabs, and turtles were all shocked into the sky.

Yang Qingxuan quickly pinched the tactics with both hands, and Huang Qi gushed out of his body, turning out an erratic phantom behind him.

"Eight Wastes Return to Yuan!"

With a soft drink, a circular handprint was formed in front of him, as if to embrace the universe, and suddenly spread out.

There was a violent shock between the sea and the sky, and calm was restored, but the scenery dimmed, as if it had lost its color under this move and became dim.

All the fish, shrimps, crabs, and turtles suspended in the air all around turned into fossils, and then disappeared as soon as the wind blew.

Not only that, even the sea level within a thousand feet below has dropped significantly by more than ten feet. Large tracts of sea water were directly volatilized by this move, and the beaches stretched hundreds of feet toward the sea.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly, shocked by the power of this move, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the sky.

Hua Jieyu sighed: "It's no wonder that the Wild Clan was one of the eight major races that dominated the world in the Middle Ages. The power of this emptiness and desolation tactics, let alone the powers of the same level, dare not resist, even if it is higher than one or two realms, it may not be accepted. Down."

Yang Qingxuan flew back to the place, sat down to adjust her breath, and slowly said, "It's not necessarily true. It can only be said that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world."

Hua Jieyu nodded and said: "Yes, as you said before, there is no law of invincibility, there are only invincible people."

Yang Qingxuan took out the Huang Dan, absorbing the Huang Qi frantically and regaining his strength.

A few hours later, he opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the distant sky suspiciously. At the place where the sea and the sky meet, a green light shoots out like an arrow.

Yang Qingxuan stood up, for fear of something powerful, after all, this sea area still made him very jealous.

When I got close, I could see that the green light was actually a huge leaf. On it stood a man in blue clothes with his hands on his chest. After seeing Yang Qingxuan, he was stunned, and then he sneered.

The blue-clothed man jumped up, pinched with one hand, and put the huge leaf into the bracelet. Only then did he put his hands behind him, stepped down into the air, and walked in front of Yang Qingxuan.

"Are you the former owner of this Southern Thousand Island?"

The blue-clothed man asked slowly, his face not concealed.

Yang Qingxuan saw this person's cultivation level. In the early stage of the Three Flower Stage, he was one level higher than himself. No wonder he was so arrogant and rude. He immediately replied lazily, "If the ex, why would you still be on the island? You are blind. Or mentally retarded?"

The blue man’s complexion changed, and he sneered: “There are really people who are not afraid of death. No wonder they dare to come to this black flame corner. This seat Zhang Cang, you can call me Lord Cang to take over this South Thousand Island from now on. For the sake of no one in Flame Horn, I will save your life. If you kill you, wouldn't it be too lonely to leave me here? Go to the nearby island."

Yang Qingxuan frowned and said, "After talking so much, don't you think you are stupid-don't you?"

"Looking for death! This seat intends to keep you alive, because you don't want to live anymore!"

A killing intent burst into Zhang Cang's eyes, his figure flashed and came over, and at the same time he patted it out with a palm. There were looming palm prints in the air, which seemed harmless to humans and animals, but in fact they contained absolutely powerful killer moves.

After all, Yang Qingxuan also has the Great Perfection in the round sea realm, but he is only one realm lower than him.

Yang Qingxuan grabbed his five fingers, and a scene of six suns appeared around his palm, gathered in his hand and turned into a palm, then patted it head-on.

"Boom!"

A piece of flying sand and rocks, the sand on the entire beach was shaken up, and the waves slapped on the shore, as if pushed by an invisible giant hand, were retreated into the sea.

The two of them slapped their hands, both standing still, and they even hit a tie.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly, and he immediately understood that this man was not easy. If it was the early stage of ordinary Sanhua, he would not be able to hold him.

Zhang Cang was even more surprised, his eyes protruding, as if he couldn't believe it.

Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "Since I have come to this island, leave it to me to make it clear."

With a flash of sword energy in his hand, Nanming Lihuo Sword instantly appeared, and when he stroked it in the air, he slashed out the flames and slashed away!