Hearing this, he trembled and said in horror: "Are you ...... No, it's impossible! The Martial Sutra is mine!"

Hearing the roar of the people, he frantically swung his knife and slashed down, his face was full of hatred, and a wave of despair and anger was generated in his heart.

He couldn't memorize the text of the martial scriptures anyway, but the other party was already cultivating directly.

The Qinglong inheritance has already chosen Yang Qingxuan.

This is a reality that Wenren does not want to accept no matter what.

"Bang!

The two long soldiers kept colliding in the air, and a large area of luster was shattered in all directions. Wen Ren fought faster and faster, and the violent emotions in his heart continued to be released with the demon knife. For a while, he actually entered the realm of selfless "killing", and he only wanted to kill Yang Qingxuan wholeheartedly.

"Whew!"

A knife passed through the defense of the war halberd, and in a trance, the sword split through the ten peerless formations, and cut a blood mark on Yang Qingxuan's shoulder.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, and instantly came back to his senses from the state of absorbing the scriptures, and the halberd slammed and swept out.

"Bang!"

Large swaths of the void exploded under the halberd blade, bursting out countless cracks like thunder.

And after Wen Ren's jealousy exploded, the whole person frantically entered the state of "no self" and "only killing", and his martial arts cultivation reached the pinnacle of peeping at the truth.

Yang Qingxuan's palms were in a cold sweat, and he was forced into a desperate situation by Wen Ren.

The words of the martial scriptures, still in constant disillusionment, flashed into his mind.

He didn't know what was going on, just when he was fighting, his mind was cold, and he inexplicably separated a divine sense, constantly absorbing the words flashing on the fold of the scriptures, and imprinting them into the sea of knowledge.

It's as if your body is a huge piece of sutra, bearing the inheritance from ancient times, and those scriptures are constantly imprinted on your body.

From the beginning of the battle to the time before he went crazy, Yang Qingxuan was in ignorance and dealt with it in a daze, while his main mind was bearing the power of the martial arts.

At this moment, when he was interrupted by Wen Ren, Yang Qingxuan was shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly dealt with it wholeheartedly, and the seven heavenly slash styles came out one after another.

"Bang!

The two fought thousands of moves, and the ten peerless formations on Yang Qingxuan's body continued to evolve, killing like a sea and attacking wildly. Accompanied by the halberd light and the four fires, it was always suppressed by the peak momentum of Wen Ren, and he couldn't play it at all.

Yang Qingxuan fought for a while, his face turned pale, and his heart suddenly moved, secretly thinking that this crazy situation must not last long, why should he compete with him at this time, as long as he remains undefeated, he will eventually win.

After thinking about it, he calmed down, changed his attack to defense, and swallowed a Dao Wen Pill, and held it strongly.

After Dao Wen Dan went down to the stomach, the shriveled meridians suddenly regained a little strength, and their physical strength was greatly replenished.

Yang Qingxuan calculated that he still had five Dao Pattern Pills on his body, which was enough to support another five days, or even longer.

After settling down, Yang Qingxuan glanced at the huge warp fold next to him, countless golden words continued to flash out, his mind was stunned, and he began to enter the state of absorbing words again, and the golden characters continued to manifest on his body, submerging into his body.

The stars over there are fighting, and they have also entered a white-hot state.

It was all a life-and-death fight, and the murderous aura spread throughout the space.

Suddenly, the warp folded and emitted boundless brilliance, and all the words on it became golden, and the entire martial arts scripture was manifested, and everyone who illuminated it couldn't open their eyes.

Wenren's crazy state suddenly froze, and he turned to look at the warp fold.

"Bang!"

Erected on the void, the huge warp fold that illuminated the entire space shattered at once, turning into countless points of fluorescence, scattered and disappeared.

The countless words disappeared with it.

Yang Qingxuan's mouth opened wide in shock, and the entire martial arts scripture had been completely engraved on his body.

"Ah, damn it, the martial arts are mine, my martial arts!"

Smell the crazy roar, with a little cry in the voice.

Suddenly, Yang Qingxuan turned around abruptly and looked at the man in the cyan realm, and found that the seal in his hand had changed again.

It used to be cyan, but now it is gradually turning bright gold.

"It's ......"

Everyone was shocked, and the power that destroyed the world came out of the man and suppressed it in everyone's hearts.

Suddenly, the man's eyes widened, and two green rays shot out, as if penetrating the void, from the distant past, and said slowly: "The juniors who have accepted my inheritance, in addition to the entire martial arts, there are also the true dragon blood and dragon transformation technique, as well as a trace of my strength, all for you now." ”

Countless scriptures rose from the handprint, turning into a wandering green dragon, as if condensing the sun and divine light in the hand, creating the image of the green dragon holding the sun, and the majestic momentum circled out.

"True Dragon's Blood!"

"Dragon-turning!"

"The power of the Holy Spirit!"

More than a dozen people were taken aback.

Wen Ren's eyes widened even more, and he rushed over violently, shouting: "Give it to me! I am the Qinglong Holy Spirit of this generation!"

The man sat cross-legged in the cyan realm, his right hand turned forward, and a touch of green light in his palm expanded infinitely, extending in all directions.

A solemn and majestic voice came out, "Within the inheritance, Xiaoxiao retreats." ”

"Hum!" The void trembled, and the Wen people who rushed in front of him were instantly covered by the green mang, his face showed a look of horror, and he shouted: "I am the Qinglong Holy Spirit, I am not Xiaoxiao, I am not Xiaoxiao!"

But the voice of despair, there was no response, and under the blue light, Wenren's body, which was fused with the blood of the four saints, continued to burst open, exploding out a cloud of sewage, which was purified in the light.

Hearing the horror on his face, he found that his life was passing away little by little, and in despair, he shouted: "Damn the inheritance! Liar, everything is a scam! I'm going to kill you!"

Holding the demon knife in both hands, he slashed at the man in that field.

But as soon as the body moved, a large number of meridians and acupoints exploded, and under the scream, it exploded directly into a puddle of mud, and countless flesh and blood melted under the blue light, as if they had been purified.

The seven Nakshatras who heard the people explained that they were shaken all over, and one by one they let out a voice of horror and despair, "No——!

The stars share the same fate with the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord dies, and the stars die.

The light of the cyan realm spread out, enveloping everyone in it.

Even if you don't die, the purifying power of this green dragon will completely purify the seven pseudo-stars.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed greatly, turned into a space-time giant spirit, and with a loud roar, he teleported to Hua Jieyu's side, and roared, "I can't die!"

Reach out and slap it.

Countless time gears appeared, and "Grunt" spun backwards, rewinding the entire time by a few seconds, and the body of Hua Jieyu, which had been shattered, instantly returned to its original state.

Suppressed by the power of the contract and the Holy Light of the Green Dragon, Hua Xie Yu still ran to his death.

"You can't die!"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes were about to split, and he roared again, and as soon as he grabbed the yellow flag with his right hand, he inserted it on Hua Jieyu's side, and countless golden lotuses rippled out, resisting the purifying power of the Qinglong Holy Light.

Do you think the flower solution should be hung up? Taiyi is so entangled, and now I have made a vote on the ), everyone votes for it. The plot of the next chapter, just wait for the voting results :)

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