Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Did you have the capital to despise persimmon in the late stage of Nirvana? It seems that you didn't understand the "autumn water" that the woman just said."

The black-robed man remained motionless under the pressure, but the pitch-black robe made a sound like a cold wind.

The person's face changed suddenly, as if he had been humiliated, and he shouted, "Isn't'Autumn Water' that people like you can talk about at will? The scholars will behave like a man, and it will be laughable and generous!" The figure flickered, and an afterimage was drawn in the air. The whole person is like a sharp arrow, shooting it out.

Yang Qingxuan remained motionless, and said coldly, "Do you think that you are the only one who discovered my identity?"

"What?!" The man's face changed drastically, and an inexplicable bad feeling came into his heart.

"Within a radius of thousands of feet, no less than ten people are following me, but no one is as stupid as you, who will show up and become the chicken I respect and kill!"

Yang Qingxuan flicked his robe, vortexes formed on his five fingers, and the entire space fell silent, as if eroded by time.

The exposed arm is also constantly sanding, completely unlike a human hand, "Eight deserts return to nothing!"

Under one palm, there is not only the corrosive gas of the ancient years, but also the white flame that burns everything, with a fierce martial intent, like a hundred rivers into the sea, all things turn to dust.

"Boom!"

Under the collision of the two figures, the violent aura was pressed to the extreme, and then suddenly exploded, shaking away in all directions.

The space was compressed into a trance and deformed, the two figures separated instantly, and a bright red appeared in the sky, and they were injured at the same time.

"How could this happen?!" Not only was the person shocked, but in the surrounding void, as Yang Qingxuan said, there were more than a dozen people lurking around watching the battle, all in shock.

Originally it was nothing to tie, but the power that erupted from Yang Qingxuan was always in the middle of Sanhua. There was a realm gap between the two, and it was impossible to surpass it by technique.

"It's still very reluctant to resist the late stage of breaking Nirvana!"

Yang Qingxuan stabilized his qi and blood, flipped it in his hand, and turned into a ring of nine heavens in front of him. As soon as the string was pressed, he bounced a string sound and hit it through the air.

"Zhengzheng!"

The crisp sound of the strings continued to sound, and the shadows of people appeared in the air, like thousands of troops, magnificent.

"Little carving skills! No matter how strong the technique is, it is impossible to bridge the realm gap!" The man was shocked and angry. The sound of the piano not only contained the magical powers of throwing beans into a soldier, but also disturbed his heartstrings, and his emotions became inexplicably irritable and shouted. With a sound, he rushed into the army.

Yang Qingxuan was playing Jiuxiao Tianbo, suddenly a red light circled around the star ring of the ring finger of his left hand, and shot out in the air.

"laugh!"

Under the cover of the sound of the sky, a little red glow broke through the sky, which is extremely difficult to detect.

Everyone felt that their eyes flashed, and they saw Yang Qingxuan's opponent, a cloud of blood exploded on the chest, a finger-sized hole appeared out of thin air, and the blood soon covered the clothes.

"This...puff...!"

The man squirted blood out, his eyes full of shock, as if in disbelief.

The red glow just now was very strong, mixed under the string, and hadn't noticed it before. When it was discovered, it was too late to escape.

He had already operated all the Zhen Qi defenses, but he was still smashed in one shot, hitting his heart directly, and shooting through his back.

"This... what happened just now?"

The man's eyes were full of despair. This red light not only broke his true qi, but also pierced his heart. What's more terrifying was that it contained extremely heavy poison, which had spread in the heart.

Yang Qingxuan frowned, took the Nine Heavens Ring and stood still in the air.

Gu Xie's voice heard in his ears, "The few people in Juntian Purple Mansion are going to leave, are you still playing the piano and grinding?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "I wanted to use this guy to practice, and the people who chase the Juntian Zifu are not in a hurry. Because I can't beat me even after catching up with me, I have to wait for the opportunity. Countless people are waiting for the opportunity."

Gu Xie sneered: "If you want to practice, there are more than ten around, enough for you to practice."

The tail needle of the Crimson Ancient Scorpion re-grown a new one after it broke once. Moreover, in order to increase the power of the tail needle and avoid repeating the same mistakes, the ancient crimson scorpion used a large amount of wild energy to nourish the tail needle, making it more powerful than its own body.

Originally, this kind of needle-like attack was the easiest way to break the true qi, and it was a terrible assassin.

It's just that the crimson ancient scorpion has deteriorated severely in body and cultivation over the long years. He kept his strength in his body as much as possible, maintaining vitality and cultivation realm, thus weakening the tail needle and double pliers. After the rebirth of the tail dock, Yang Qingxuan was also rich, and once again practiced the tail needle and double pliers.

The opposite person hurriedly swallowed a few pills, and his figure flashed and was about to flee.

"Isn't it too late if I want to leave now? People always shed tears only when they see the coffin. Through the ages, all kinds of work and death have been the same."

A cold air flashed in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, although the person in front of him could be killed or not, but if he let it go, it would not be enough to shock everyone.

Immediately raising his hand, a gloomy ghost air escaped.

As soon as he stepped on his sword step in the air, his body was like a sword rainbow, he caught up with the man and slashed away with a backhand.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

There were countless little ghosts crawling on the sword, and they all gave out a horrible weird smile, with green light in their eyes, leaping with the sword energy, and leaping on the person.

"Ah?! What the **** is this?!"

As the man ran wildly, poison gas had flared all over his body, and his face turned black and purple like an eggplant. When I saw these little ghosts, I was so scared that I was so frightened that he hurriedly chopped his palms in the air, blasting those little ghosts one by one, but the poison on his body became more severe.

"Boom!"

Bai Gui Ye Xing slashed, and hit the true energy in front of his palms. Senran ghost energy exploded directly, and all the sky turned into little ghosts. Hundreds of thousands came out of the void, biting and rushing down.

"what!--"

The man screamed a few times, and a large number of little ghosts got into the body directly.

These little ghosts can directly swallow the true qi. After entering the body, the person's screams stopped, the whole person became green and black, and the whole body seemed to be swollen. The originally round body was even more round as a ball.

"Bang!" One of his arms suddenly bends up and bursts open, exploding a thick water.

Then "Bang! Bang!" The sound continued, and the various tissues and organs of the body burst one after another, and a ball slowly dried up, as if it was broken up by a bomb in the air, one part and one part exploded, and finally turned into nothingness. No dust was left, only a strong pungent smell of blood.

As soon as that person died, countless little ghosts appeared in the air again, the "Jie Jie" funny laughs kept on, and then disappeared one by one.

The ghost spirit dissipated, and the clear sky was restored.

Yang Qingxuan held Baigui Yexing in his hand and looked at the dark body of the sword, as if it was stained with countless blood.