Light and shadow come to life.

Nangong Fan felt as if he was really in it.

The quality of this earth spirit water that Nangong Xuehe took out was much more precious than that time in the Black Family Law Enforcement Hall, as if it was truly immersive.

The familiar avenue in front of Qingluan City, Nangong Fan himself has also walked here.

A white-robed man with a long sword on his back walked slowly down the avenue.

The longsword looks ordinary, and even the scabbard is completely carved from the most ordinary wood, without the slightest pattern.

The robe is also the most ordinary robe, the traces of washing are clearly visible, obviously this robe is a little old, and there is even a piece of slightly different color on the hem, but the person who sews it is ingenious, which makes it difficult to notice.

The man's eyes were like stars, and his body was rippling, causing ripples in the void. This was a sign that the spiritual power in his body was boiling and was about to break through, but he forcibly suppressed it with great perseverance. No one dared to approach him, and even if he got closer, it was extremely difficult to breathe.

Every step the man took left footprints of varying shades on the hard road that had been trampled on by countless people.

The footprints are straight, pointing straight to Qingluan City, just like his heart, he is indomitable, and one day he will step through the door of the Qing family in the upper realm and take his beloved woman home.

And everything will be liquidated from the Qing family in the lower realm!

The corners of Hei Yuqing's mouth outlined a cruel smile.

The avenue stretched straight and straight, and he took one step at a time, seemingly slowly, but each step was a distance that ordinary people could not reach in a quarter of an hour. The earth seemed to be folding, and the path he walked was completely different from the path taken by ordinary people.

He just came to Qingluan City step by step.

The majestic Qingluan City is like a divine bird that is about to fly. The bird pecks at the door, and the doorway winds and circles, making it impossible to see the road ahead and the surroundings, seemingly defenseless, but the danger has been completely revealed.

There is a formation that envelops the city, and it is impossible to fly into the city, and only this road can enter the city.

He kept walking down the stairs. No one interrogated him all the way, and the breath he released had already proved that he was qualified to enter the city.

Walking through the narrow road into the city, there are scattered buildings. Qingluan City is an extremely rare city in the Nether Realm, in which mortals are not allowed to live. The ruler of the Qing family only needed cultivators who could bring them benefits. Mortals? are of no use to them.

There was a hint of ridicule on Hei Yuqing's face. Here, cultivators are treated as hard-working miners, gardeners who grow flowers and plants, and hunters who hunt and kill monsters. Dig up a hundred spirit stones to get two or three spirit stones, and carefully plant hundreds of spirit grasses, and two or three spirit stones as a reward......

It seems to be much safer, but it has lost the most basic desire of a cultivator to win. Is such a cultivator still a cultivator? Do you still have the heart of cultivation?

In Hei Yuqing's eyes, these cultivators were not as good as those mortals who survived on their own.

Black Feather Chiang Mai moved his steps and headed straight towards the center of the city. Although he had never been to Qingluan City, he knew everything about it. Qingluan City seems to be flying high, but in fact, in addition to the edge, it is in the trough.

Because of the sparse population in the city, Qingluan City maintains the unique charm of the original environment. Trees are shady and flowers are blooming.

There are small birds entrenched among the trees, full of spiritual eyes, watching the passers-by, chirping as if singing.

I have to say that this is a very livable city.

The road begins to steepen, revealing a huge valley in front of you.

A huge tree rises in the center, even beyond the horizon, and a platform looms among the lush foliage.

There are several chains that can only stand for one person to connect to the platform in the center.

Kuroba Kiyoshi stood on the edge of the trough with a faint smile on his lips.

"Qing family, my Hei Yuqing is here!"

"I'm here!"

"Black Feather Kiyoshi!"

Waves of sound lingered between the valleys, like muffled thunder exploding in them.

The foliage of the trees falls and gives the valley a layer of magnificence.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the bowstring trembling sounded from all directions, and the cyan rainbow swept through the void, as fast as lightning, galloping towards it.

The bird's agile eyes flashed with essence, and the arrow rose into the sky.

The entire blue sky is completely obscured.

The obscuring attack came towards Black Feather Qing.

Black Feather Qingfang had an empty back, ignoring the overwhelming offensive. With a faint smile on his face, he lowered his head and looked down at the valley. He could see the ant-like figures in order, he could see the giant trees glowing, the formation shrouded, and the heavens and the earth became heavy.

The arrows rushed in an instant, but they came to a strange halt in mid-air.

The bird galloped in, but it seemed to hit an invisible wall, its head buzzing, its body shaking, and it fell from the sky.

"Don't the Qing family dare to face it?" Black Feather Qing's voice was faint, but it resounded throughout the valley.

Although he was extremely confident, he would never be reckless, the entire valley was shrouded in a formation that was enough to reach the peak of the nether realm, and he would never go down the valley easily when he didn't find a breakthrough.

I didn't see the slightest movement of Hei Yuqing, and a faint white light flashed behind him. It was as if an invisible god appeared, and the bow and arrow frozen behind him in the sky, making him like a hedgehog, buzzed and flew back at a faster speed.

There were wails one after another.

The falling birds felt the coolness, and the instinct for survival caused them to flutter their wings. The terrifying force struck on their heads, and their eyes couldn't help but go black, and they fell asleep.

Hei Yuqing smiled lightly and continued to speak, "Is the Qing family so capable?

He gently stretched out his finger, which was as white as jade, and pointed it between the void, causing ripples, and couldn't help but shake his head, this Qing family's nether branch didn't know how many years to build the formation, even if it was limited by the nether heavenly dao, it was not something he could break in a short time.

If there is still more time, he may be able to spend it directly with the Qing family. It's a pity that the spiritual power in his body is rioting all the time, and he can't suppress it for too long.

Black Feather Qing's eyes flashed, and it was the first time since he stood here that he had moved.

With movements that are difficult for ordinary people to see with the naked eye, the blade of the sword was unsheathed almost instantly, and white light flashed under Hei Yuqing's eyes, and his fingertips moved like flying.

With a swing of the sword in one hand, he slashed into the void in front of him and above the formation in an instant. The brilliance of one hand floats, and the fingerprints fly frequently, constantly pointing out the virtual shadow of the Dao Dao, impacting the formation.

The invisible formation light shield trembled.

A chuckle hung on Hei Yuqing's face, "Finally can't help it?" I thought you had a good patience. ”

"Little guy, you don't think that if you destroy the three wastes in Dragon City, you will be invincible, right?" A young figure emerged, he stepped on the lines of the formation, all the way like flying, approaching the top of the mountain from the bottom of the valley at great speed.

Hei Yuqing retracted the edge of the attack and frowned slightly, this person has never seen the Qing family's nether people, he has seen almost all of them more than ten years ago, even if he has not seen it, he has also collected information in recent years. But this person has never seen it?

Looking at his young age, there is an indescribable pride on his face. Hei Yu Qing could feel an inexplicable pressure, and the person who had ascended to the sky in front of him seemed to be approaching him step by step.

Hei Yuqing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and he had a guess in his heart, "Upper Realm Tianjiao?"

"No matter how outstanding the genius of the Nether Realm, it is as ridiculous as a frog at the bottom of a well. The faint voice of the visitor was full of contempt. "Boy, I, Qingcheng Huang, will show you what the real Tianjiao is. Qing Mengyi is not something you can remember, you are like gods and mortals, two parallel lines that never intersect, I advise you so much, it's better to forget her. ”

There are cyan wings stretching out from the back of the Qingcheng Phoenix. The wings are like fire, and even the light of the sun seems to dim when they flap.

At the moment when the wings were spread, Qingcheng Huang's speed suddenly reached the extreme. turned into a remnant of the Dao and slammed into the black feather Qing who was standing lightly.

Hei Yuqing's eyebrows froze, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, that kind of ubiquitous suppression, that kind of indescribable terrifying momentum, that was the oppression brought about by Qingcheng Huang's victory over countless people of the same generation. Momentum alone can make some people lose the will to fight and become lambs to the slaughter.

Hei Yuqing's eyebrows gradually relaxed, there was an indescribable indifference in his eyes, he sensed the strength exuded by Qingcheng Huang, and he was only in the middle of the match, since this is the case, what is there to be afraid of?

On the contrary, there is an indescribable heroism that permeates the heart. Cultivators should have been indomitable and climbed over high mountains. What's more, there is Heavenly Dao suppression, and the two can be said to be standing on the same platform, such Tianjiao is the best opportunity to test his strength. can't even pass the current hurdle, how can you talk about picking up your beloved woman?

Of course, it must be Qingchenghuang who has a certain advantage. The Heavenly Dao suppressed the power of the laws comprehended by the cultivation and spiritual paths. The laws comprehended at the realm of humanity are not in the category, and Qingchenghuang has hundreds of years more time to comprehend the laws than him.

It's just a matter of laws, although it has something to do with time and realm, but it is by no means an absolute factor. There are some things that you know when you know, and you don't know that even if you spend tens of millions of years, you won't be able to touch the threshold.

The wings were like swords, and the flames danced on it, outlining a beautiful arc in the void, and in an instant, it slashed towards Black Feather Qing.

The long sword in Hei Yuqing's hand trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth outlined a satisfied smile, how long has it been since he had this sense of oppression? He was also a man who was eager to fight.

"Suddenly like a spring breeze in the night!"

A vague huge white shadow appeared behind Hei Yuqing, and from that line, Hei Yuqing's shadow could be slightly seen, as if he had magnified countless times.

The white shadow shone brightly, revealing the holy brilliance, and the trees in Qingluan City trembled involuntarily. There is an inexplicable wind blowing, the fallen leaves are flying, and the rich fragrance of flowers begins to permeate.

In front of the white shadow, a huge book seemed to be unfolded, and a beautiful butterfly fluttered and landed on it. The illusion and reality begin to overlap, making it difficult to distinguish whether it is a virtual object or a real thing.

The pages of the book kept turning under the giant hand of the white shadow, gently penetrating the petite body of the butterfly.

The wind and waves that turn the pages merge with the fluttering wings of a butterfly. A wave of warmth permeated the audience.

Qingcheng Huang's sharp wings seem to be missing a charm. In this warm feeling, the killing machine that Qingcheng Huang shot out has been lost a lot, and I just want to sleep well, so as to be worthy of this good weather.

But Qingcheng Huang is also an extraordinary person after all, and he just woke up from a trance in an instant. His eyes couldn't help but flash with anger, he actually got hit, this is something that the arrogant he can't allow.

The fury in his heart spread over the cyan wings, the feathers standing on end, and tiny flames dancing at each tip.

Unspeakable miraculous. But at this time, there is boundless murder.

The wings were still unstoppable, and the feathers turned into flames flew up in an orderly manner. It was as if there were countless well-trained archers, and rockets came in waves. A fierce aura instantly enveloped the audience.

The Qing family has the blood of Qingluan, and this fire feather arrow actually has a bit of Qingluan's breath. Arrogant and fierce.

Black Feather Qing was bathed in wind and fire. This breath can give people great oppression, just like being targeted by a divine bird, like a man's back.

Bursts of unspeakable oppression permeated from it, stirring into the sea of black feather qing's knowledge.

Qingluan is a divine bird, and its momentum alone can make the low-level bloodline unable to raise its head. Although Qingcheng Huang's breath was not so domineering, it also made black feather clear eyebrows sweat flow.

The breath of the divine beast made Hei Yuqing no longer able to concentrate as much as he did just now, and his strength plummeted by three percent.