turbulence.

Ye Qingcang's speed was extremely fast.

He took Qin Li and turned into a green lightning.

The situation was at an extreme crisis, and the two of them galloped and fled to the Taoist sect.

Behind them are dozens of demon clan powers, revealing their bodies, all of which are giant demons of thousands of zhang in size, and some birds have a wingspan of 5,000 zhang, riding the wind and overpower, biting Ye Qingcang's head and persevering.

The fastest of them.

Nature is the Lord of Vientiane.

He is in the same realm as Ye Qingcang, and he is armed with a strange treasure, and his speed is extremely fast.

Seeing that Ye Qingcang was about to be caught up, Qin Li said: "This group of people is really shameless, in order to plunder treasures, they don't even want to lose their faces. ”

"To be backward is to be beaten, this is an eternal truth. ”

Ye Qingcang's body was dazzling.

"Wings of the Anemo God!"

Shout!

Burst forth with brilliance.

Transformed into sacred wings, the wingspan is thousand.

Unlike the Kunpeng wings, these wings surround the glorious Shenhua.

Among them, it also reflects the magnificent palace, towering sacred mountain, and blows out a soft god, cleansing people's hearts.

Like a messenger from heaven, sowing warmth and happiness.

Qin Li was taken aback, this power was similar to the Shengang Sword, but it was purer and more holy: "What kind of means is this, it is fundamentally different from the supernatural power I have seen, is it a secret of the Dao Sect?"

"This is a divine technique, a inheritance that I obtained from the ancient god ruins, and the Shengang Sword was also obtained from it. In a few years, it will be the day of the gods, and the ruins will be opened for a short time, and you may be able to obtain the Shinto inheritance. By the way, there is the Perfect Nirvana Method, which you should not miss. ”

Ye Qingcang said.

He began to flutter his wings of brilliance.

Suddenly, the speed skyrocketed, and in the turbulence, a long rainbow light was drawn, like a meteor dragging the tail of fire.

The first group of giant demons chased and fought fiercely, but unfortunately the realm was insufficient, and they were thrown behind more and more, and they couldn't catch up no matter how they chased them.

In the end, I could only give up with a scolding and return to the free world.

Not much.

There was only one pursuer left.

"Ye Qingcang, you can't get rid of me. ”

The Holy Lord of Vientiane was forced to be helpless and sacrificed a piece of white paper.

A piece of paper fluttering, but heavy, shrouded in holy light, with magnificent power.

There is a word "thunder" written on it, and the pen walks the dragon and snake, faintly revealing a rhyme.

As long as it was urged, a dazzling thunder erupted from the paper**, like a divine light, wrapped around the body of the Holy Lord of Vientiane, and the speed surged.

In just a few breaths, he approached Ye Qingcang.

"It's so generous, in order to intercept me, you actually used the holy relics!"

Ye Qingcang's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were calm.

Qin Li was also surprised.

Relic.

It is a treasure left behind by a saint.

It is said that the ancient saints are all existences that tend to the Tao, and their power is almost indestructible.

Legend has it that there was a saint of light, who descended to the land of despair, saw darkness and sin, so he raised his hand and shot out a holy light, which spread between heaven and earth, imprinting the mark of the void, dazzling for 3,000 years before it could be dissipated.

It's a pity that there is no eternity in the world, and the saints will also perish.

Before dying, the saint will inject his power into all kinds of items, and practice holy relics, and when future generations are in danger, they can sacrifice to save their lives.

Now in the Qianyuan Great World, there has never been a saint for many years, and the holy relics are even less than one piece.

And even if the relics are not used, they will weaken until they become waste.

That is, the Vientiane Holy Land, which symbolizes the last glory of Qianyuan, dares to be so wealthy.

"Four Seasons Sword Wind!"

Ye Chengcheng's wings were like swords, and he quickly slashed down.

"Four Seasons Sword Chapter" is urged to the extreme, reflecting the brilliance of the four seasons.

And when combined with the Wind God Technique, it produces wonderful changes.

The spring breeze is soft, the summer wind is fierce, the autumn wind is cold, the winter wind is frozen, and the changes of the four seasons are mixed into one, with the great power of the flow of years, washed down.

"Ye Qingcang, you can't escape today. Vientiane Sky Bridge!" The Holy Lord of Vientiane finally arrived, and when he raised his hand, he played a powerful supernatural power, bursting out of ten thousand rainbows, converging into a ten thousand zhang divine bridge, fixed in the void, suppressing the four seasons of chaos.

Only one move.

Thirty thousand miles of the void were swept away.

It is worthy of being the top existence of Qianyuan, and its combat effectiveness is outrageous.

This is the second time Qin Li has been involved in their battle!

Last time, it was a half-step nirvana, and I couldn't see it clearly at all.

Now that he has attained Perfect Nirvana, he has finally witnessed the battle of great power, so he feels even more shocked.

"Since you are chasing after you, you can only fight to the death and decide the winner!"

"Natural Dao Sound Fist!"

Ye Qingcang waved his wings and rushed forward.

Above the two fists, the pale blue light was entwined, faintly turning into the shape of a Dao bell.

With all his strength, it was a rumbling bell, which spread all over the four fields and spread to 100,000 miles, forming a magnificent Taoist sound divine singing, like a monstrous tsunami, crushing everything encountered.

"Is that the power? It seems that you are not desperately determined, but I do!"

"Ninth-Order Law Phase, Faceless Giant!"

The Holy Lord of Vientiane erupted.

A vertical mark cracked in the center of his brow.

This is the "eye of the sky", which is the sign of a strong person with great power.

In the eyes of heaven, innate divine thoughts poured out, shocking the void, and everything trembled.

The brilliance is dazzling, manifesting a white jade-like giant, more than 30,000 zhang tall, more majestic than the mountains, taller than the floating clouds, with eighteen arms, like eighteen mountain ranges, holding eighteen weapons.

His head is the most peculiar, with no ears, eyebrows, mouth and nose, only a vertical eye, and no pupils, only the whites of the pure eyes, which reflect a void, as if after the end of the avenue, everything returns to ruins.

The vertical eyes burst out with pure color eyes, reflecting in all directions and eliminating the natural bells.

"Since you are so fierce and fierce, then I will accompany you to the end. ”

"Ninefold Dharma, Four Seasons Daojun. ”

Ye Qingcang was not to be outdone.

The center of his eyebrows also cracked the "eye of heaven".

The pale blue innate divine thoughts erupted like a torrent and a waterfall.

The brilliance turns into mist, and the divine thoughts are like the sea, manifesting a figure who reaches the sky.

It is 40,000 zhang high, and he is a Taoist in Tsing Yi. With his hair tied in a bun and a divine sword in his hand, it turned out to be Ye Qingcang's appearance.

On his Dao robe, there is a four-colored divine light, the four seasons are rotated, and there is also a picture of the one hundred and eight peaks of the Dao Sect, which is particularly pleasant.

A lapis bell-shaped bell hangs from his waist, exuding a natural charm.

At this time!

The Great War has just begun.

Two Ninefold Dharma Figures stood in the void, stirring up tens of thousands of miles of spiritual energy.

"Die!" The Holy Lord of Vientiane made a quick move, and the faceless giant came out of the sky, with a strong sense of oppression in his majestic body, and eighteen kinds of weapons beckoned down, like a peacock opening the screen, intertwining and evolving into all laws and all things.

"Hmph!" Ye Qingcang snorted coldly, controlling the forty-thousand-zhang Natural Dao Monarch, wielding the divine sword, splitting out scar marks, intertwining the light and shadow of the four seasons.

If you want to evolve the changes of time, the mysteries of reincarnation, so as to suppress the enemy.

The two supremes fight.

It's like a legendary battle between gods and demons.

If you are in Qianyuan, it must be the collapse of thousands of mountain peaks and the sinking of thousands of miles of rivers.

Fortunately, this is the turbulence, a void.

It's just that Qin Li, a spectator, felt shocked just by witnessing this battle.

Nirvana is a giant-level existence through the ages, with a long lifespan.

However, they are not the masters of Qianyuan.

The existence that is truly high above is a great supernatural power, and it is a law-level existence!

The Dharma Phase Realm is an existence that transcends the Nirvana Realm!

In the Qianyuan Great World, the top existences are all in this realm.

Ye Qingcang, the Holy Lord of Vientiane is the ninefold phase of the law, and the Holy Lord of Kunpeng is the eightfold phase of the Northern Hell Feather, as for the return of all to one, it is only the onefold phase of the law, so he is always called.

Speaking of which, the Dharma phase is similar to that of Nirvana, both of which are refining oneself and returning to one's innateness the day after tomorrow.

It's just that the Nirvana Realm is the ** transformation, and the Dharma Phase Realm is the sublimation of the divine soul, if both are perfect, then it is a well-deserved supreme powerhouse.

"Empty determination, but no strength!"

Ye Qingcang's expression was calm, strategizing, and he raised his hand to point.

The Four Seasons Dao Monarch's swordsmanship is gorgeous, splitting out the Dao Dao Heavenly Sword Marks, and there is a supreme supremacy, invincible power.

Cutting through the Faceless Giant's defenses, a sword stabbed into his chest.

Poof!

The sword pierces the chest.

The Holy Lord of Vientiane was in pain.

The Dharma phase is the condensation of the soul and divine thoughts, and once it is damaged, even if the soul is damaged.

"You've lost again!" Ye Qingcang had no joy or sorrow, but there was a fierce glint in his eyes, as if he wanted to take advantage of the victory to chase and get rid of this big trouble.

"No, it's you who lost!" the Vientiane Holy Lord Sen sneered, revealing his cruel white teeth. And the towering faceless giant, eighteen arms fell in unison, clamping down the divine sword and trapping the Four Seasons Dao Monarch.

That's when it happened.

Recite!

Riots in the distance.

A dragon's roar resounded through the sky.

A great supernatural person at the level of the law entered the battlefield very abruptly.

I saw the brilliance like the blue sun, which came in an instant, and slashed on the back of the Four Seasons Dao Monarch with an unstoppable momentum.