Thundered!

The thunder of heaven and earth exploded, and the purple lightning and silver light broke through the void of thousands of miles, and the silver light cut through the heaven and earth like a heavenly sword, and the space shattered like a cracked silk, slashing towards the Dao sword suspended outside the mountain range.

Boom!

Feeling the terrifying killing machine of destruction, the Qing Ying Dao Sword Blade, buzzing, flashing with disillusioned Dao light, was obviously a little unbelievable, the former owner would actually kill it.

Even if it is not yet an independent life, but the Dao Spirit has been completed, and it already has a strong thinking.

"School sword, are you stupid, that's not your master. ”

In an instant, the turtle immortal lying on the void outside the mountain range turned into a streamer of light, and the turtle shell knocked the Dao sword away at once.

"Dao Clan Immortal Wind Dao Bone, now your master has become a big fool. ”

Rumble!

In the original position of the Qing Ying Dao Sword, it was completely destroyed into a black hole by the Destruction Thunder, and the void was like a cracked silk, opening a huge opening, like an ancient fierce beast, opening its bloody mouth.

Seeing all this, Qing Yanghuan's eyes were stunned, he didn't feel the figure in front of him, there was the slightest breath of controlling the Dao, and it actually triggered the extreme thunder of heaven and earth, which was a bit unbelievable.

This kind of attack was not the same as the Gara warriors he had seen, but mixed with the figures of the human race and the Dao race.

"Ground splitting!"

However, in the next moment, the eyes of the fighting battle fell on Qingyang Huan's body, and he didn't care at all about the Dao Sword to avoid the Destruction Thunder.

The Zhangxu Divine Stick that flashed with holy light in his hand was lifted up by him in the air and smashed down towards Qingyang Huan, this stick seemed to overturn this piece of heaven and earth, and the Divine Stick was like a golden lightning, slashing down.

The moment it didn't fall, it had already caused the tremors of heaven and earth, tearing the void above Qingyang Huan's head, as if it was splitting heaven and earth in two.

Stick from heaven!

Accompanied by the thunder of heaven and earth, this kind of power almost destroyed the entire heaven and earth, containing the three kinds of breath belonging to Jialuo, Dao, and human are intertwined, and the terrifying destructive power directly penetrates Qingyang Huan's heart.

Looking at the god stick in the town, Qingyang Huan's body was like a dragon, and he bombarded out with a punch, going up against the air, the purple-gold fist power turned into a beam of light, and his body flowed with purple gold mixed with red blood and qi Shenxia, the blood roared like thunder, and the whole person was like a volcano about to erupt.

However, this blow only bought him time to withdraw from Qianli, and the magic stick belonging to the fighting suddenly fell to the mountains and rivers below, and suddenly thousands of miles of mountains and rivers collapsed, mountains and rivers collapsed, hot springs gushed from the ground, and mountains were all crossed.

Strong!

Outrageously strong!

Far more than he expected!

What surprised him the most was the will to fight, sophisticated and ruthless, as if it had gone through countless years of tempering, and it seemed to be a simple stick, but it blocked the entire heaven and earth time and space, and a stick crushed the world.

One blow missed, seeing Qingyang Huan retreating far away, the battle did not have the slightest mental fluctuation, and under the shroud of the Jialuo Holy Light, the breath belonging to the Dao clan and the human race was imprisoned in the depths.

The stick flowing with holy light in his hand blasted out again, sweeping away the void fluctuations in a radius of thousands of miles, and the thunder rumbled.

"Optimus!"

The holy light of Jialuo was pervasive, and the whole heaven and earth were covered with a kind of compassion, and the beautiful Sanskrit sound spread, exuding an ancient and noble momentum.

In a trance, Qing Yanghuan felt that the phantom of the weapon in his hand manifested in his spiritual world, and his opponent attracted the majesty of heaven and earth between his gestures.

At this moment, the Divine Stick manifested into a docked Shenyue Mountain, as high as 10,000 zhang, and in this instant, he felt that his blood and qi had been suppressed immeasurably, and his body that stepped on the void fell more than ten zhang downward, as if he was about to be suppressed under Shenyue.

Obviously, Douzhan seems to have truly turned into the protector of the Garo clan, using the Garo Holy Law to control the attack power, and even the divine stick in his hand is not an entity at all, it is a kind of divine weapon condensed by a secret method, but it is comparable to the top half-king soldiers.

Airplanes!

The next moment, Qing Yang Huan's hand was held towards the front, and nine divine lights surged out from his body, with a sonorous iron sound, and one spear light flashed with fierce killing, and finally converged into a war spear flowing with purple gold divine light in the palm of his hand.

Boom!

The war spear manifested in his hand, the nine realms were one, and a magnificent prototype of the Xinjie was formed behind him, and the gods such as Ying Long and Suzaku roared on the crystal wall of the world, and in the center of the world, a star slowly rotated, flowing with the breath of ancient silence.

Shout!

In an instant, the divine light of the Xinjie was magnificent, and it was blessed on the battle spear in his hand, and a mystical arc erupted from the tip of the war spear, and the mystical dao marks were intertwined, outlining a Dao talisman that flashed with countless colors.

The Dao Fu flows with the breath of embracing heaven and earth and embracing all things, and it is also because of the blessing of the Xin Realm, there is a kind of heaviness that suppresses the universe.

"Star World!"

Swinging the magic stick and striking down the battle, a different color was revealed in the depths of his eyes, and then an unprecedented divine light burst out.

"It's not the Star World, it's even more magnificent than the Star World!"

In a short moment, the war spear in Qingyang Huan's hand wrapped the Boundless Dao Talisman against the sky, and collided with the falling Divine Stick Mountain, and suddenly burst out with immeasurable divine light, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the Shenyue that traversed the void had a tendency to melt under the tolerance of the Boundless Dao Talisman.

At the same time, the war spear in Qingyang Huan's hand once again erupted nine divine lights, and the nine dao marks were intertwined outside the void, turning into a boundless Dao talisman and roaring out, once again on the mountain where the divine stick was manifested, to completely wear it out.

In the Martial Dao Hidden Dragon Monument, although he has gone through many deductions, but at this moment is the real actual battle, the Dao method is used for conquest, even if it has been deduced countless times, if there is no real yuan, there will still be defects.

Obviously, the appearance of the battle gave him the opportunity to practice, which was the feeling of strong oppression that other opponents did not give him, and the evolution of the boundless Dao method at this moment became more and more integrated.

In the Qianlong Tablet, the ancestor passed on from generation to generation, so that he understood that his purple gold battle body was rough, wild, raging, fearless, and insightful, all of which were behind the purple gold battle body, relying on purple gold. 、

At this moment, this feeling is about to come out, and the evolution of the boundless path cannot be completed overnight, and he needs to continue to move forward and sharpen.

Boom!

The war spear reversed the sky and shattered the divine weapons belonging to Dou Zhan, but Qing Yang Huan did not feel the slightest relief, in the distant void, Dou Zhan's big hand was weakly grasped, and a new divine stick was manifested again.

"You have a strong hostility towards Gamen, and the protector of Gamen punishes evil spirits and subdues demons!"

The next moment, Dou Zhan let out a shout, and suddenly the divine stick in his hand suddenly burst out with countless brilliant holy lights, sealing a radius of thousands of miles into a majestic prison cage.

In this forbidden land, the sky is dim, and only the light of the Garo God is eternal and unextinguishable, illuminating the void.

Boom!

The cage transformed by the Jialuo Holy Light continued to shrink, and a sonorous sound sounded in the void, crushing everything forward, and at this moment, Qing Yanghuan felt as if his Dao Law was imprisoned.

There is no boundary to tolerate the universe, and the sea is inclusive, and there is a precarious trend.

"The Dao you created is indeed very strong, but it's a pity that the foundation is still too shallow, and it's ridiculous to want to tolerate Unai when you get together with a few Dao!"

"You already have the qualifications to become a powerhouse, but unfortunately I won't let you have this qualification again!"

The holy light is like a sword cutting through the void and striking towards Qingyang Huan, Qingyang Huan's body trembled slightly, as Dou Zhan said, his Dao contains the universe, the heavens and all the ways, but he is still very immature, and he is not sophisticated at the beginning.

Even though his attacks were fierce and killing, under the attack of the experienced fighting, he could not get much results, and an opponent who had penetrated himself was the most terrifying.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the frying under the battle robe was rotten, and the surging blood qi was surging like a great river, but the next moment it came to an abrupt end, and it was imprisoned by the void from all directions.

"In the Garo Holy Prison, don't think about using the Terran battle body!"

Seeing Qingyang Huan's movements, Dou Zhan showed a sneer.

He was born with an idea, although it was only a wisp of thought, but he had gone through a long time, and he had made a prediction for every move of Qingyang Huan, which was the instinct gathered in the long years.

Whoa!

The next moment, Qing Yanghuan heard a cracking sound, and he felt that his spiritual world was torn apart, and in the center of the spiritual world, a majestic figure stood up to the sky.

This is a Garo, surrounded by holy light, bright as a god, more and more high, the appearance is the same as the battle, but it is more like a mountain, unattainable.

"Wuchen's memory told you to kill me, but unfortunately you really came beyond your strength, Wujialuo Protector, sitting on the Holy Mountain, but a wisp of the remnants of accidentally escaping into reincarnation back then, but thinking of stirring up the storm, everything should be over. ”

"Kill you, go to the depths of the earth, break the seal with your body, and use the reincarnation of the remnants of the rebellion back then, and destroy all this with your own hands, it's incomparably wonderful to think about, and completely cut off all the hidden worries!"

"Garo is eternal, heaven and earth are dormant!"

At this moment, in Qingyang Huan's spiritual world, the battle was long chanting, the voice was like divine thunder, as if heaven and earth had changed time and space, the holy mountain descended, and Jiazun and Arhat chanted.

Vaguely, he saw the clouds steaming on the holy mountain, the palace Qionglou, the golden light, in the depths of the holy mountain, a looming phantom, the limbs were locked by a chain of gods, and a magnificent mountain was suppressed above his head.

The sudden change caught Qingyang Huan a little off guard, the spiritual world was trembling, and the will of reincarnation was about to collapse under the sound of fighting.

This is no longer a question of whether it is strong or not, but absolute suppression, if it were not for the suppression of the reincarnation gate, his spiritual world would have collapsed into nothingness.

"Die, a wisp of remnant soul should also be over, otherwise how can my Gamen Protector be at ease!"

In an instant, a storm spawned in the spiritual world, swept the remnant clouds, and Qingyang Huan jumped into the Holy Light Heavenly Prison, and his eyes suddenly fell into a dullness.

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