The killing machine is invisible, but it can be felt.

This is a duel between two primordial gods, and no one present dares to speak, and they even have to hold their breath.

Xie Wanrong and Zhu Qing used to be friends, and they still are, but Xie Wanrong knows very well that it is actually Zhu Qing who regards herself as a friend so she is a friend, she was transformed into a phoenix on the day she achieved the Yuan Shen Law Body, and she was just one of the birds around her.

She looked at Zhu Qing standing there with his hands down, the person was still the same person, she had seen her last year, and it was the same, but at this moment, she felt that she was unfamiliar.

And when her teacher first saw him today, she still felt that his eyes were full of vicissitudes, felt that he was wandering between heaven and earth, and regretted it very much, and wanted to leave him in the house, but just now, she felt that her teacher was also so strange.

At this moment, they are all like the white clouds in the sky and the glow of the sun, the phoenix that does not fall into the treasure and the dragon that is difficult to recognize.

They should be like this, dazzling and dazzling, looking at the world, because they have shed the humble clothes of fate, they are the primordial god dharma body, and they are reshaping their flesh and bones.

"My guts, didn't you know about it a long time ago?" Tu Yuan said slowly after picking up the flask and pouring himself a glass of wine.

Although Liang Zemu has recognized that this Tu Yuan is indeed very special, as a person of the same generation as his master, he has never seen anyone dare to speak to his master with such an attitude.

You must know that Luoxia Sword Immortal is not because of her beauty, if it is just beauty, it should be Luoxia Fairy, not Sword Immortal.

"You shouldn't have come back here. ”

"My primordial gods travel to the heavens, where can't I go?"

Zhu Qing's voice and words were like her sword, sharp and cold, with the coldness of cutting the ground into a domain and beheading across the line.

However, the meaning of Tu Yuan's words is like a cloud ethereal in the sky, walking with the wind, and turning into rain and falling to the ground in the cold.

"Rootless duckweed, it is a fluke to be able to survive so far, dare to speak freely in front of my sword, and when I behead your six yang charms in Surabaya, see if you can still open your mouth. Zhu Qing's words are like swords.

"Surabaya, Surabaya, do you know what this Surabaya is to me?" Tu Yuan picked up the wine glass, raised it in front of his nose, closed his eyes and sniffed lightly, his voice was very soft, so light that everyone had to concentrate to be able to hear it, when everyone thought that he had sniffed the wine and was drunk and fell asleep, he said again: "You shouldn't mention Surabaya." ”

Those of you who are at a low level may wonder why your words are so tense, but why they haven't done it for a while.

But Liang Zemu knew that in fact, the two of them were already fighting.

The fighting method between the Yuan Shen can only be the application of his own mana and the laws of heaven and earth, and the master Zhu Qing will use words as a sword, wanting to gain the upper hand in terms of mind, it can be seen that even if the strength of Tu Yuan is not as good as that of the master uncle, it is at most a little worse.

He once asked his master how different the Yuan Shen Fighting Method was from the Divine Infant.

Shizun once said that the spirit fights goodbye to the will and the will of the gods. And now he saw with his own eyes that his master was like a sword, pressing step by step, intending to make the other party feel oppressed and cowardly, he knew that as long as this Tu Yuan was timid, then his head might really be cut off and thrown into the Surabaya River.

It's just that he doesn't understand why Uncle Shi must say that he cut off this Tu Yuan's head and threw it into Surabaya.

And what made him even more incomprehensible was that although his uncle was more compelling, and his divine will was like a sword, but the other party was like a cloud in the sky, ethereal and unfocused, and after his uncle mentioned Surabaya, he fell into the world from the original ethereal and turned into a golden stone.

Although it is the same sharp, but in front of the uncle, who dares to call it sharp, the uncle is never afraid to compete head-on with others, if the other party fights with the uncle in that ethereal state, the uncle may not be able to help him for a while, but now, this Tu Yuan is dead.

Liang Zemu had already made a judgment, but when the thought came to his heart, he found that it was not his uncle Zhu Qing who made the first move, but Tu Yuan.

I saw Tu Yuan suddenly shake the wine glass in his hand, and the wine in the sprinkling cup flew out in a circle, growing rapidly, turning into a silver dragon, and heading towards Zhu Qing with teeth and claws.

The silver dragon turned into wine had clear scales, a hideous face, and a vivid appearance, and between opening its mouth, there was a dragon's groan.

This silver dragon was similar to the Dragon Pool Heavenly Palace's Water Dragon Technique, and Liang Zemu was very surprised.

It's just that the dragon chant is different from the dragon chant he often heard in the Dragon Pool Heavenly Palace, and he doesn't know that this is Tu Yuan's yin and yang twelvefold mantra.

"How daring. Zhu Qing snorted coldly, the sword on his waist was unsheathed, and the sword was slaughtered, but the sword qi was confined in a garden.

When the sword was unsheathed, it was already slashing at the silver dragon that rushed in the face, and the timing was just right.

The silver dragon slashed into two with a sword, but the silver dragon turned into two, and wrapped around the Luoxia sword like a silver rope.

The Luoxia Sword shook, and the silver dragon turned into a piece of wine.

And the sword body of the Luoxia Sword vibrated a sword light, differentiating into a sword shadow towards Tu Yuan.

The sky full of sword shadows shrouded Tu Yuan, Tu Yuan sat there, not taking a step back, the layer of divine light on his body made him not inferior to Zhu Qing's Luoxia sword at all.

Just as the sword shadow in the sky fell, Tu Yuan suddenly reached out.

The sky was full of smoke and the shadow of the sword was gone, and the Luoxia sword had been caught in Tu Yuan's fingertips at some point.

Before everyone was surprised, the Luoxia sword was like a broken bamboo in the middle, and the sword filaments in the sky burst from it to the tip of the sword.

The sword groaned piercingly.

Tu Yuan's fingers instantly let go, but the sharp swords were already there.

I saw that Tu Yuan's figure turned into a phantom under the sword, turning left and right, erratic, and turning into dozens of figures, and Zhu Qing was the same, the sky was full of sword light, and more than a dozen Zhu Qing chased and slashed with swords, erratic.

For a while, even Liang Zemu didn't know which one was the real body and which one was a false shadow in the entire Sancai Garden.

However, Liang Zemu is higher in cultivation than others, because he saw that his uncle Zhu Qing was quite jealous of Tu Yuan's left hand, and Tu Yuan often grabbed his uncle in front of him with his hand weirdly.

He didn't know how terrible Tu Yuan's soul snatcher was, if it weren't for Zhu Qingyuan's divine condensation, he would have already been captured by Tu Yuan.

To Zhu Qing's surprise, Tu Yuan's methods were very strange and clever.

Every time the sword was about to stab him, his body would always move away as if he could hide in the yin and yang.

And even if he doesn't move away, between the waves of his sleeves, there will always be a powerful heaven and earth aura that turns into a strong wind and swings his sword away.

If it weren't for the surging sword aura around her, the strong wind that came with the wave of his sleeve would have blown her away, causing the leaves between her waves to fly with the waves.