Fantian Yin was shattered on the heavenly dome, and the spiritual light that rushed to the sky was impacted, and the violent momentum blasted the three-headed spirit bird out heavily, scattering the spiritual blood, and the big bird screamed.

"How is this possible!"

Seeing that the Fantian Seal he was controlling was easily blown up by Qingyang Huan, Ling Daozi's slightly green face was a little distorted, and a pair of spiritual eyes stirred up more and more powerful, and the aura of heaven and earth around his body also became like a stormy wave.

As the outside world said, what he is controlling is a simplified royal law, which is an extension of the ancient art of returning to the ancient in the records of the Emperor of Sanqingshan Town, based on the spiritual way of heaven and earth, all things in heaven and earth have spirits, and all spiritual things are under the seal, which is his seal of turning the sky.

In the past, the martial artists who fought against him, just the Heaven and Earth Spirit Law shrouded by the Heaven Turning Seal, was enough to put the opponent directly into stagnation, and finally was directly killed by the Heaven Turning Seal, taking blood and creation.

And now Qing Yang Huan not only easily carried the Heaven Turning Spirit Seal, but also shattered his ancient reaving technique so easily, the most unacceptable thing for him was that it seemed that Qing Yang Huan still had strength left, and he was like nothing.

Seeing that Ling Daozi's green face was a little distorted, Qing Yang Huan sneered, now his Boundless Dao Talisman has incorporated six Dao Magic Mysteries, and his combat power has been upgraded one step compared to before.

Under the blow, Qing Yanghuan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart, the spirit Daozi who was born in the spirit clan in front of him, his combat power was just stepping into the taboo, and even the little lion king who was killed by him was a little inferior, except for the heaven and earth spirit dao mysteries flowing on his body, he couldn't sharpen his boundless dao talisman that truly blended the six mysteries.

But no matter how you say it, the person in front of him is not in vain, at least he can make his spiritual path improve again.

"You're too weak, I'll send you to reincarnation!"

Thinking of this, Qingyang Huan said out loud, very serious, like a friend. 、

"Terran, you bastard!"

Ling Daozi roared angrily, being despised by Qing Yang Huan, not only in words, but also in terms of mental fluctuations, it was a kind of carelessness, obviously not taking him in his eyes at all.

As Tianjiao who came out of the Spirit Clan's Sanqing Mountain, there are no longer a few Terran warriors who have fallen in his hands, but being so despised by Qingyang Huan at this moment is a humiliation that is a hundred times stronger than killing him.

He is going to take down Qingyang Huan's head, who is Qingyang Huan, now there are few people in the land of the Southern Wilderness who don't know, carrying the luck and war of the four human kings of the human race Wanqiong, Kunshan, Tianfang, and Luanshan, and the humane luck on his body is like a dragon, and he is a baby who can run.

Killing Qingyang Huan and destroying the luck of the four kings of the Terran is indirectly equivalent to shattering the luck of the four kings of the Terran, don't underestimate the impact of the luck on the race.

If it is a group in the heavens, luck is related to the life and reproduction of a race, and strong luck will give birth to more talented descendants in the group, and the strong people in the group can climb to a higher realm.

The horizon narrowed down to the four Terran kings in the southwest of the Terran race, if the luck war was extinguished, in the next hundreds of thousands of years, these four kings might not be able to give birth to the strongest Tianjiao, and even suffered natural disasters and man-made disasters.

And to bring disaster to the human race, for the hostile race of the human race, the spirit race, will be favored by the spirit race and give the blessing of luck.

Perhaps, looking at the mountains and seas in the wilderness, the southwest land is just a small place, a corner of heaven and earth, but for any young martial artist in the heavens, if he cuts off the momentum closely related to hundreds of millions of living beings, the luck added to his body will be an unimaginable mass.

"Turning the sky seal, covering the sea seal, Lingxiao seal, Lingdao seal!"

The next moment, a terrifying aura burst out on Ling Daozi's body, and a spiritual world was spread out behind him, among which there were innate true spirits hanging high above the world dome, and between the clouds and rain, four spiritual seals like Shenyue were suspended above the heavenly dome, surging with the power of the world belonging to Ling Daozi.

"Damn the Terrans, dare to despise me, go die!"

Boom Boom!

In an instant, the four spirit seals suppressed the void, suppressing Qingyang Huan from four directions, this time the void was not crumbling, but turned into a space like a copper wall under the four spirit seals, and the center of the space was the position where Qingyang Huan stood.

"Young man, you are still young and too impetuous. ”

In the face of the four spirit seals that attacked, Qingyang Huan's eyes seemed to have been expected, and the boundless Dao talisman in his hand manifested out, flashing with all kinds of brilliant divine light, and then the divine light skyrocketed, and there were flames rising, evolving to the great sun of the yang, and there was a great fierce divine shadow roaring, stepping through the void, the dragon chanting and the phoenix crying, wild and boundless.

"Broken!"

Finally, Qing Yanghuan looked at the falling spirit seal, and pushed forward with the boundless Dao talisman in his hand.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

A crisp cracking sound resounded in all directions, followed by the broken sound one after another, before the spirit seal of the town had completely fallen, a large crack appeared, and the originally forbidden space was all shattered, and Lingdaozi's eyes full of anger revealed a trace of panic.

Like an eye, the boundless Dao talisman is filled with the aura of six Dao methods, and in a trance, there are six different Dao talismans, but when you feel it carefully, it is an eye that is blended together.

This kind of aura encompasses the universe, and his spiritual path has been suppressed, making his control become heavy, and in the depths of his pupils, he saw the phantoms of the true spirits of heaven and earth manifested in the spiritual path, standing in all directions and wanting to worship towards the boundless Dao talisman.

No!

It should be said that his spiritual path is subservient to a pseudo-law that has not yet imprinted the depths of the chaos of the heavens.

Boundless!

What kind of Fa is this, and it makes the Dao Fa worship it.

Rumble!

Finally, the cracked spirit seal completely shattered, and the divine light in the sky exploded, sweeping through the void, and the four violent spiritual lights formed a spiritual energy vortex in the void, straight into the depths of the void.

Burst!

Standing on top of the three-headed spirit bird, the body trembled violently, and every shattering of the spirit seal was a heavy blow to him, and the body that exuded spiritual light was like a fine porcelain cracked and cracked, as dense as a spider web, covering the whole body.

"You ......"

Before the voice was finished, Ling Daozi felt a flower in front of him, and the sole of one foot fell in the air, and the terrifying aura completely submerged him.

Burst!

With a soft sound, the spiritual light exploded, the blood rain was like a waterfall, the body of the spiritual path was torn apart, and countless spiritual lights burst out in all directions, and one of the brilliant spiritual lights turned into a point and broke through the air at an extremely alarming speed.

Small World Boundary Tire.

A flash of surprise flashed in Qing Yanghuan's eyes, he didn't expect that his spiritual will was still left in Ling Daozi's small world.

Without the slightest delay, the aura of the Boundless Dao Talisman encompassing the universe rose, and an eye-like Boundless Dao Talisman appeared in the Cave Void World, as if it was cast with Ten Thousand Dao Divine Gold, flashing with countless colors, and the Cave Void was banned at once.

Buzz!

In the small world belonging to Lingdaozi, an illusory figure was frightened, and the small world fetus was frozen in the void, shaking violently, wanting to break through the ban with the help of the power of the small world. 、

However, under the borderless path, the ten thousand ways are subdued, and the small world fetus belonging to the spirit path cannot penetrate the forbidden hole at all, and not only that, without the support of the flesh and blood of the body, the power of the small world fetus begins to decline.

Rumble!

There was a cracking sound, and together with the remnant souls belonging to the Lingdaozi in the depths of the small world, they all shattered into the void, and the spiritual light filled the sky.

Unlike other martial artists in the heavens, the spirit race was originally born and raised, so if the broken spirit path and the small world realm escaped back to the spirit world and immersed themselves in the spirit pool, there would be a chance to re-derive a new spirit race.

The big hand shattered the remnant soul of Lingdaozi, and grabbed the spiritual object and returned to the real world.

Hiss!

Up and down the ancient city of Yulin, countless strong people of all races who watched the battle, seeing Qingyang Huan returning with a spiritual light, almost forgot to breathe, in the southern wilderness, this piece of heavenly dome, has a lot of prestige, and the Lingdaozi who ranks among the top combat power, has fallen like this.

It couldn't take two moves in Qingyang Huan's hands.

Even some martial artists with strong spiritual will can see that Lingdaozi is not the enemy of Qingyang Huan's move at all, but the first move before seems to be intentional by Qingyang Huan, as if he is in a special kind of enlightenment.

Qingyang Huan returned to the ancient city of Yulin, threw the spiritual objects in his hands into the small world, and then began to comprehend the spiritual mysteries in his hands.

Although he wanted to use the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth as the foundation, and extend to the outside to comprehend various Dao methods, he could not decide the alien races that attacked, so he could only encounter what kind of Dao Mysteries he encountered, so he would take the opportunity to comprehend what kind of Dao Mysteries first.

Airplanes!

Above the void, an illusory thought descended in the darkness, and his god general title from the worship general Taizhong flashed with a brilliant purple light, which suddenly overshadowed the light of the other Dingyuan god generals around him.

He felt that the Humane Qi Luck in the underworld had once again bestowed the Humane Purple Qi into his Divine Title.

"Lord Qingyang is mighty!"

"The stronger Lord Qingyang is, the more the general trend of the several royal domains will also become magnificent, maybe it won't be long before the human bloodline of the four royal domains will be able to feel their own momentum begin to penetrate. ”

......

Many Terran warriors in the ancient city of Yulin applauded repeatedly, Lingdaozi still has a certain prestige in the land of the Southern Wilderness, and there are not a few Terran warriors who have lost their hands, and today they finally ambushed the land of the Terrans.

Compared with the excitement of the Terran warriors, the faces of the Celestial Alien Warriors on the other side are becoming more and more ugly, and there are some Spirit Warriors among them, and the spiritual light on their bodies is constantly disillusioned, making the other warriors understand that their mood is not very good.

Blood Butcher, Fall!

The little lion king of the demon clan, fall!

Spirit Clan, Lingdaozi, Fall!

At the beginning of the conquest, the Heavenly Alien Race fell three young Tianjiao, each of whom was the land of the Southern Wilderness of the Terran Race, leaving a great prestige, slaughtering hundreds of compatriots of the Terran Race, and now their blood and bones are buried in the land of the Terran.

"Huh?"

Qing Yang Huan, who was standing at the head of the city, noticed that the human luck that had descended from the darkness of the Dao had a strange fluctuation.

This fluctuation gave him a sense of urgency of crisis.