"Turning the Tide—"

Bang!

A large seal was rapidly enlarged, like a sacred mountain, falling from the sky, exuding supreme coercion.

"The Great Monk of the Late Yuan Infancy-"

Feng Qingxu's face changed greatly, he was only practicing qi sixteen times, even if it corresponded to the normal realm, it was only the late stage of Jindan. Able to fight mid-Yuan Infant monks, and can even kill some weak mid-Yuan Infant monks.

But compared with the great monks in the late Yuan Infant period, it is still a cut off.

"Retreat—"

Qi Xian and the others changed color and stayed away from this place one after another.

It was a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, who had no sect and no sect.

Loose practice!

This group, it stands to reason, has no backstage, no sect, like water without roots. He is often bullied by some sect disciples and drifts around.

However, once the cultivation is successful, the monks of this group are very terrible.

Because if you want to achieve the same cultivation, you have to pay more than the disciples of the sect, and every one of them has come out of the sea of corpses and blood, whether it is combat experience, calculation and strategy, or patience, etc., it is not comparable to most of the disciples of the sect.

A loose cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period is much stronger than most of the great cultivators in the late Yuan Infant period who were born in the sect.

"The Great Cultivator whose combat power is close to the Transformation God Realm-"

What Feng Qingxu is really afraid of is the combat power of turning the sky and approaching the God Realm.

Needless to say, the combat power of the God Transformation Realm, just the word 'God Transformation' is enough to suppress the Eight Desolations.

Turn the sky upside down!

This kind of weapon is not the only one, in every era, there are many monks who imitate the heaven-turning seal according to the myths and legends.

It's powerful!

Loose cultivators are generally reluctant to provoke the children of the sect, but strong scattered cultivators have no taboos.

Because it is rootless and unscreed, there are no scruples.

Qi Xian and the others are far away from here, just because they are worried that this great monk is desperate, and even they will be cleaned up.

"Chaos Gun—"

Feng Qingxu shouted in his heart, rotated the Chaos Gun, and rose to the sky.

"What? If you don't run away at this time, you're still resisting?"

A godson exclaimed, a little admired, and a little contemptuous, feeling that Feng Qingxu was too stupid and ignorant of current affairs.

"Locked for the overturning seal, it is difficult to escape. Infinitely close to the combat power of the Transformation God Realm, it is better to fight hard if Feng Qingxu escapes. ”

Qi Xian saw the doorway and said lightly.

"The light of a grain of rice also shines—"

Seeing this, the corners of the monk's mouth rose slightly.

He has experienced a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, from a small scattered cultivator with an unknown origin to the current realm, which is not comparable to these young saints and saints. After hundreds of years of hard work and countless ups and downs, today, as long as you grab the young god.

With the blood of the young god phoenix, you can break through to the god realm.

At that time, both status and wealth will skyrocket.

Create another sect, be the master of a faction, the patriarch of a faction, and become famous.

Knock –

The Chaos Gun collided with the Heaven-Turning Seal, and the sound of the collision shook the heavens, the earth, the mountains and rivers.

Ling Xian and the others all changed their faces drastically, and they stayed away from the center of the battlefield again.

Clicks–

An astonishing scene appeared, the Chaos Gun was an immortal weapon, and now Feng Qingxu could not exert its true power, even a trace of it. However, an immortal weapon is an immortal weapon after all, and the sharpness and hardness are not comparable to ordinary weapons at all.

As a result, such a fierce collision between the Heaven Turning Seal and the Chaos Gun, coupled with Feng Qingxu's almost desperate confrontation.

Unexpectedly, a small mark was stabbed by the Chaos Spear.

A small crack!

"Evil Barrier—"

The Yuanying Grand Cultivator was furious, as a casual cultivator, his cultivation resources were very scarce.

It took him most of his life to turn over the sky, and it took hundreds of years to create such a weapon, but it was unexpectedly broken by a hairy boy.

"Receive—"

A Great Dao Treasure Vase appeared, exuding the power of absorption, like a black hole, to take away the wind and void.

Another Great Monk has struck!

"Hmph-"

Feng Qingxu used the Dragon Fist and the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon at the same time, and the two true dragons were intertwined, fueling the sword momentum of the Qingzhu Sword, and directly slashed towards the Great Dao Treasure Bottle.

The force of that suction suddenly weakened by half.

"Qiankun bag-receiving-"

On the other side, another old man appeared, directly opening the Qiankun bag to take away the young god phoenix.

The three of them joined forces, and the two of them attacked Feng Qingxu to attract everyone's attention. The third person suddenly appeared, directly using the Qiankun bag, preparing to take away the juvenile Divine Phoenix, and then flee away.

"Mad Demon Stick Method - The Emperor of Men is Coming!"

"A thousand cannons - boom!"

"Luo Shen Sword Technique - Shocking!"

Li Menghan danced the mad magic stick, and a phantom of the human emperor appeared, this is the ancient emperor of the ancients, who was once invincible in the starry sky, this is a wisp of the imprint of the past that the exercises have appeared.

Even so, the momentum of dominating the world still makes the people around him can't help but worship.

The sand sculpture twisted a thousand machine cannons and directly fired a cannon.

Xiao Nuo also performed the Luo Shen sword technique, like a shock, the sword light was agitated, and he went straight to the Qiankun bag.

"Damn—you deserve to die—"

The absorption power of the Qiankun bag was interrupted, and the third great monk was annoyed and angry, ready to be the real killer.

Originally, even if they robbed the young god phoenix, they didn't want to offend the Qishi Mansion to death.

Because the Qishi Mansion is really protective, especially these old guys, they know better how terrible the two bad old men in the Qishi Mansion are.

But the treasures are moving, and you have to fight for it at the risk of death.

"Go—Worm Cloud!"

One by one, the one-horned fairy appeared, there were hundreds, each of them had the cultivation of the Jindan Realm, roared, and rushed towards Li Menghan, the sand sculpture, Xiao Nuo and the chicken.

"Looking for death—"

In an instant, Li Menghan and others fell into a crisis.

Feng Qingxu used the power of his divine soul to urge the Chaos Spear and the Green Bamboo Sword to resist the onslaught of the two great monks, and at the same time traversed the sky, his fist marks were like rainbows, and he killed the insect swarm.

Poof-

A one-horned fairy in the late stage of Jindan was blown up by him with one punch, and he was bloody, killing several one-horned immortals in a row.

"You two old things, can't even a doll stop you?"

The third Grand Monk was furious, so useless, waste!

"Thirty-six Tiangang Sword Formation-"

Qiang Qiang Qiang –

A flying sword appeared, the sword light overflowed, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

The second great monk made a move, and his set of flying swords mixed with holy gold formed a sword array, forming a spherical shape from all directions with the supreme sharp qi, with the wind and the void as a round point, stabbing directly.

"Return—"

Feng Qingxu's face changed, and he hurriedly recruited the Qingzhu Sword and the Chaos Spear to defend himself.

"It's too late—boy, you're underestimating the Great Monk. ”

The two Great Cultivators sneered, blocking the Qingzhu Sword and the Chaos Spear with the Heaven Turning Seal and the Great Dao Treasure Bottle respectively, and the sword array drowned the wind and void at a speed close to the level of the gods.

"Get the hell out of me—"

At the critical moment, Feng Qingxu threw out a set of flags, each of which was made of magnetic crystals and Yuanying-level animal skins and spiritual materials, and was provoked by field runes.

A light mask was formed, which not only blocked the sword formation, but also had a counteroffensive tendency.

"Feng Qingxu still has a hand-"

The faces of the few immortals changed, if Feng Qingxu used the field just now, it would be difficult for them to retreat. Although all the saints and sons have life-saving means to press the bottom of the box, that kind of means requires a huge price, and it is a little less.

"I didn't expect to be a field master, but so what? In the face of absolute power, field is useless. ”

One of the Great Monks sneered, it only took a few moments for them to crush the field.