Knock! Knock!

Every time the old man took a step, he stepped out of a dark hole in the void, and the arm that was originally holding the Xuanhuang Mountain River stick trembled violently, and the big stick hummed, responding to the master.

"Such a strong body, how is this possible, even if the old man Qiu Neem was hit hard when he was promoted to the True One Realm, but after so many years, he has already recovered, even if he can't touch the threshold of the former True One Realm, he is also the most pinnacle existence in the Totem Realm, and he is not an opponent!"

"The three-zhang tall battle body, the body refining technique cultivated is really terrifying, it should be comparable to the heavenly soldiers, and the attack of the old man Qiu is still too peaceful compared to that kind of killing!"

"The totem of the old man Qiu Neem, the Xuanhuang Mountain River Stick used to be a king soldier soul, although he only rubbed a part of the power of the king soldier's soul, but the broken king soldier soul also has the power to cross the world, why is it so unbearable!"

"It was rumored that the totem that the old man Qiu Neem had comprehended back then was not the most primitive soldier soul Dao seal, but a charm that had already been extended several times, you must know that Wang Bing was no different from a real life, and the remaining part of the soldier soul was not something that a mere Spirit Realm martial artist could resist!"

The void was intertwined with chaotic thoughts, but the old man was not affected in the slightest.

By chance, he got a rubbings of Wang Bingbing's soul, which was not the most original image left by Wang Bing, but should have been copied several times by later generations.

However, even if Wang Bingbing's soul lost most of Wang Bing's charm after several copying, he still relied on this rubbing to break through the totem realm, and even reached the peak of the totem realm.

If he had gotten the first rubbings of the true Wang Bingbing Soul back then, and preserved most of the charm of the Wang Bingbing Soul, maybe he would have already become a powerhouse in the True One Realm by now.

The cultivation is good, but it is so shallow, it has become a regret for hundreds of years on the road of martial arts!

"It's a pity that the old man can't give up. ”

Holding the Xuanhuang Mountain River Stick in his hand, the old man Qiu Neem stared at Qingyang Huan, stepping back step by step from afar, at this moment the big stick in his hand floated out of the mountains and rivers, and the mountains were like clusters.

The Xuanhuang Divine Light shrouded a void, and that battle intent did not fall in the slightest.

For this, Qingyang Huan bowed his head again, but the killing that rose up all over his body skyrocketed.

Martial arts competition, this is a confirmation of martial arts, the old man in front of him shocked his heart, but he needs to defeat it with dignity.

"The old ghost is going to fight hard, my generation is competing in martial arts, but in the end, it is the back waves pushing the front waves, and I don't know when it will be photographed on the shore. ”

Looking at the old man Qiu Neem with a high breath from afar, some of the older generation of warriors, there was a touch of desolation in their eyes.

The old man in front of him is the epitome of them, who has fought all his life, fought for the human race, and also fought for his own strength, but after all, he inevitably embarked on the road of twilight of martial arts.

Old man Joe is stronger than them, at least old man Joe is fighting for the final creation, and they are not qualified to do so.

"Xuanhuang cracks mountains and rivers!"

The old man roared, and the big horizontal in his hand came out, pushing the void horizontally, like a mountain and river land spread out in the sky, and the weight of the mountains and rivers was ten thousand pounds, pressing the shattered void forward.

Totem Technique!

With a flash of light in his eyes, Qingyang Huan took a deep breath.

The warriors of the totem realm, after melting the totem, can deduce their own killing techniques, with the totem as the foundation, his totem world suppresses nothingness, and it also belongs to the category of totem magic.

Roar.

Almost at the same moment, he also made a move, and the battle bones in his body roared together, Cangshan pattern, Vermilion Bird pattern, Golden Crow pattern, and True Pattern ......

The reckless lines are intertwined and concluded, attracting the blood and qi hidden in the body.

At the same time, the suspended golden totem world shrouded the void, and at this moment, his battle body burst out, and he wanted to defeat the old man in front of him in one fell swoop.

Rumble!

The fist pierced forward, like a golden cast, emitting a faint purple light, and in the totem world suspended behind him, thirteen totem fierces roared in unison.

In an instant, all the great fierce god forms merged with his body and blasted towards the attacking Xuanhuang big stick.

Thundered!

Like the roar of heaven and earth shattering, at this moment, the earth, water, wind and fire appeared, and the blazing divine light rose into the sky, rising from the sky above the ocean of flames.

Puff puff!

Under this violent impact, the surrounding onlookers were swept out one by one by the qi waves, and the blazing golden light made their eyes tingle, like a sharp sword piercing their pupils.

Knock! Knock!

Under this kind of impact, Qing Yang Huan smashed through the earth, water, wind and fire that were surging in the sky, and rushed towards the old man Qiu Neem, his fist stirred the void, and hundreds of punches were blasted out in an instant.

Above the entire heavenly dome, he was beaten out of a fist screen.

What the!

Seeing that Qingyang Huan was not affected at all under such a collision, on the other hand, looking at the old man Qiu Neem, his body trembled, and his whole body became even more rickety.

Kill!

The Xuanhuang flame ignited, and the old man Qiu Neem roared angrily, the Xuanhuang mountains and rivers he paved out were a mess by the impact of Qingyang Huan, and at this moment, in the face of the oncoming boxing screen, he did not take half a step back.

"En......"

However, when he harnessed the Xuanhuang stick to neutralize the curtain of the fist, the glittering gilt fist pierced through the ruins of the sky and struck him in the chest.

Qingyang Huan walked out of the furious earth, water, wind and fire, and his body flashed with blazing golden light, like a round of golden sun that overwhelmed the heavens and the earth, blooming with dazzling divine light.

Seeing that the old man Qiu Neem was blasted out again, the warriors watching the battle around him shook wildly in their hearts. 、

Old man Neem is defeated!

The older generation of martial artists who are so strong that they are at the peak of the totem realm can't stop Qingyang Huan's fierceness!

They could see that in the end, Qingyang Huan kept his hand, otherwise if that punch went down, the old man Qiu Neem would not only vomit blood and fly out, but his entire body would be torn apart and he would die.

"I'm defeated!"

The old man Qiu Neem, who had broken through the void, the Xuanhuang Mountain River Stick in his hand was covered with dense cracks, and it shattered and dissolved between heaven and earth in everyone's eyes.

The old man didn't make another move, but after saying these three words, the original high fighting spirit was completely decayed, and the whole person became rickety, and he suddenly became more than a hundred years old.

Immediately, ignoring the surrounding warriors, he walked towards the ocean of flames.

......

Standing in the void and looking around, Qingyang Huan's eyes burst with divine light, and seeing that no one was making a move, he stepped towards this volcano with a radius of one mile.

Speaking of his creation, his cultivation is good, the peak powerhouses among the surrounding martial artists have all entered the volcano and began to absorb the essence of water and fire, and he stepped out again, but there is no peak opponent among the remaining martial artists, otherwise if you want to get the creation, you will have to fight hard.

Watching the old man Qiu Neem leave, there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, but he quickly became firm, turned around and stepped towards the depths of the volcano, and there was no mercy on the road of martial arts.

A line of mercy may bring you the loss of the opportunity, and in the face of chance, there is no concession.

Watching Qingyang Huan step into the second volcano, the surrounding martial artists, whether they were the younger generation or the older generation, no one stepped forward to stop them again.

Rumble!

After the eruption, the volcano was evaporated by the surging flames, and the surrounding ocean was steamed, and the blazing golden light flowed through the volcano.

The rich flame essence overflowed, and without the slightest hesitation, he had already stepped into the crater.

Compared to the previous volcano, the current volcano is even hotter, several times more than the previous volcano, which also means that the water and fire essence produced will be even higher.

Buzz!

The moment he stepped into the molten slurry, he felt the boiling flame molten flowing, and there were faint bursts of ancient notes, which shocked his heart.

Flame Dao Yin!

These flame essences surrounded by them, entwined and bonded with Dao Flame Dao Rails, and traces floated out around them, intertwining vertically and horizontally.

Dao Yun was born on his own, which made him look forward to the essence of water and fire in the depths of the volcano.

Previously, it was rumored that when the flames rioted, the visions came into being, and the so-called visions were naturally produced by these flame charms.

After submerging in the flame molten slurry, Qing Yanghuan felt the flame essence that stimulated the battle body around him, and his mind moved, all of them were pulled into his body, these flame essences that did not collide with the water tide were also good spiritual objects for refining the body.

It's a pity that they are all free, very miscellaneous, if you want to absorb it, you need to remove the impurities from the body, it is very troublesome, a small amount is good to say, if it is more, it is simply not worth the loss.

He had descended a thousand feet deep, and this time he had entered the space in the flames.

Airplanes!

When he stood firm in the space, he saw that in the very center of the space, there was a flame figure with a faint blue light all over his body.

The essence of water and fire in the depths of this volcano has turned into a flame beast.

The firebird is red all over, like a crystal jade, a pair of eyes are like diamonds, flashing with the divine light of Yaoshan, and the feathers are like flowers spreading out a faint red and blue divine light.

Seeing the transformed water and fire divine essence, Qing Yang Huan's eyes revealed a touch of excitement, such a water and fire divine essence was enough to sharpen his battle body.

Chirp!

The unfamiliar breath stepped into the space, making Bi Fang Firebird feel hostile, and suddenly a cry pierced, running through time and space, and the flame track in the sky manifested out, outlining a fire net, covering towards Qingyang Huan.

With the firebird Bi Fang as one of the totems, he naturally knows the origin of this big murderer, although he did not participate in the origin fire path of the closed Bi Fang, but the most heaven and earth fire Dao inheritance of the great fierce firebird, it can be said that he was born to know the source of fire.

Bi is the darling of the flame, even if it is the fire phoenix that controls the fire of Nanming, he has to give three points to Bi Fang.

Boom!

Seeing the fire net rushing towards his face, his big hand flashed with golden light and pierced the void, and a vast aura burst out.

Boom!

Like the collision of gold and iron, the sparks in the sky burst out, and Qingyang Huan cut a big crack in the fire net that was completely connected by the fire path rails.