Chapter Seventy-One: Seeing God in One Blow

"What does he mean by that?"

Zhang Qingyang glanced at everyone and felt inexplicable.

Could it be a fraud?

Zhao Feiyu instinctively objected, and Li Beihai also reminded him to be cautious.

Ji Tianchen's eyes flickered, thoughtful.

Qin Shaoqing clenched his fists, finally resisted his strong desire to make a move, and motioned to Zhang Qingyang: "You make your own decision." ”

Zhang Qingyang took a deep breath and nodded calmly: "Okay, I'll go." ”

His subordinate's true body flickered, and a strong aura dispersed over him, rolling him into the big array, just crashing through Long Jiantao's avatar.

The light and shadow in front of him changed, and there was a churning rich earth qi everywhere, but it was a unique power that was continuously transformed under the full operation of the large array.

Zhang Qingyang was like a fish in water inside, and even had the illusion of returning to the small world of sandworms, although he couldn't exert the divine power of the fifth and sixth order, he was able to run the Divine Dragon General Outline with all his might.

With a flick of his right hand, he grabbed the Soul Killing Spear that flew in at the same time, and calmly looked at the sturdy figure who had returned to his military uniform on the other side.

Long Jiantao put his hands behind his back, looked at him from top to bottom, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate Zhang Qingyang's inside and outside, and he bowed his head with satisfaction: "It's really different." ”

What do you mean!

Zhang Qingyang was puzzled, he was mentally prepared to fight to the death, and he didn't think about having to fight with the other party verbally.

Long Jiantao didn't care whether he could understand it or not, and said to himself: "Some people are very optimistic about you and want to send you great glory to help you go straight to the clouds, and the flying dragon is in the sky." ”

Zhang Qingyang was inexplicable, somehow he seemed to have guessed a little truth, and his heart beat wildly.

Glory, who doesn't want it, he also plans to go all out to kill the strong enemy in front of him.

Is it useful to think about it? Without enough strength and luck, it's all in vain.

He didn't know how to answer, so he simply kept silent.

Long Jiantao seemed to have insight into his thoughts, and in just a few breaths, Zhang Qingyang calmed down, raised his strength to the extreme, and could send out an earth-shattering blow at any time, and nodded approvingly again.

"In terms of a battle mentality, you're really outstanding. However, this alone is not enough for Ben Shuai to treat you as an enemy. ”

His eyes shone fiercely, and he suddenly stopped, "Give out your full strength!"

Bang!

The void collapses, and the dragon energy is churning!

The overwhelming power is like Mount Tai pressing on the top, tearing the magic circle enchantment, and surpassing the top of Zhang Qingyang's head!

This is the power of the rules of the sixth-order powerhouse, and there is also the power of the Trinity's creation, and the power of entangled to destroy a country is suppressed at the head, just a little will leakage, which is enough to destroy all of his body and mind!

Zhang Qingyang instinctively mobilized the true spirit to dominate himself, the yin and yang grinding suddenly came out of his body, and released a Zen chanting sound behind his head, the mantra was launched simultaneously, and the void continued to vibrate, and it was hard to resist the terrifying power of the other party!

Long Jiantao's eyes showed a look of surprise, but he shouted in his mouth: "It's not enough!"

As he spoke, he reversed his right palm, pulled out a mountain out of thin air, held it into a seal the size of a round table, and pressed it under the top cover.

Zhang Qingyang felt the void squeezing towards him, and his muscles and bones were broken countless times, and the pain was unbearable.

He hissed and roared, and in the inner universe, all spiritual power collapsed, pouring into the four divine bridges.

The general outline of the divine dragon and the secret technique of the mind were forcibly fused, and the Vipassana Sutra was activated, dragging the shape of the five birds into the virtual true form, and then rushing out of the body, manifesting into a strange image that resembled a dragon and was not a dragon.

His power skyrocketed, and the knowledge and power from dozens of powerhouses and many gods, all kinds of incredible skills, were squeezed by a huge external force, and they were re-extricated from the chaos.

In an instant, Zhang Qingyang's mind flashed a hundred and ten coping strategies.

He didn't have time to think, and the True Spirit automatically chose the most efficient one.

As a result, his body swelled dramatically, and his hard seal and boundless power expanded, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a giant dragon that stood up to the sky and the earth, touching the boundary of the magic circle.

Since the cultivation, all kinds of exercises have been shattered, and they have merged into this shadow true body, and the dragon form has manifested almost as real, shaking its head and tail to shake the void, and when it hits its head, it shatters the seal!

Long Jiantao laughed, pulled his hands, and actually crushed the space of the magic circle, extracted a strange black qi from it, and pinched it into a spear in three or two.

"Catch my move, the world is up to you!"

The sound fell, the gun came out, the void exploded, and the circle collapsed!

Zhang Qingyang's dragon body flickered, and the true spirit escaped from the ground, shining with brilliant golden light, looking at it like a god.

On the ground below, Zhao Feiyu and the others were dumbfounded, and Qin Shaoqing's faces were full of astonishment, even shock!

They watched as Zhang Qingyang's radiant body turned, and infinite earth qi gathered and poured from all directions.

It was followed by a dragon-shaped scroll, devouring all the power of the Nine Dragons Locking Heaven Array, wrapping around its body.

Then there are four flying bridges with different colors hanging in the void, connecting the heavens and the earth, together with the hearts and minds of tens of millions of people in the imperial capital, gathering countless prayers and prayers, transforming into a subtle and indescribable power, which is suddenly injected into the body.

The Yin and Yang Great Mill swelled into a circle of light hundreds of meters wide, calming the back of the head, and a sound of magic shook the void, and the nine-character mantra conjured up all kinds of visions, and finally converged into a ray of light, wrapped around the soul killing spear in Zhang Qingyang's hand.

"Here's it, it's a showdown!"

Zhang Qingyang advanced forward, holding a gun and stabbing straight ahead.

The two spear tips strangely touched at a strange singularity, and a ball of gold and black light bloomed, instantly devouring the figures of the two, expanding for a full three kilometers, converging and disappearing.

Zhao Feiyu and the others, who were nervously watching below, were stunned by the strong light, and even if they used their divine power to infuse their pupils, it was still difficult to see the truth clearly.

When the light suddenly disappeared, they looked at the empty sky, and looked at each other in amazement: "What about people?!"

Ji Tianchen spread out the book of life and death, and the page reflected a rapidly changing light and shadow, but he couldn't distinguish the specific picture, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said indifferently: "They have entered a subtle form of time and space, which is difficult to observe. ”

This means that the people are still there, and everyone breathes a sigh of relief, presses the anxiety in their hearts, and continues to wait and see.

Zhang Qingyang, who was in the game, only felt that his mind was in a trance, and his eyes were filled with gold and red, and then suddenly shrank into a point.

He observed with the vision of the True Spirit, and there was a vast void in all directions.

Then a point of light shines, and the thick light slowly spreads out like flowing water, rendering into a flat surface, laying out under the feet of the theory.

He stood on a golden spot of light, while Long Jiantao appeared from a distance, standing in a black spot of light.

The pure two-colored light intersects in the middle, flowing in parallel due to the constraints of the invisible power, forming a subtle and indescribable Taiji diagram.

"What is this place?"

Zhang Qingyang couldn't describe everything he saw in words, and he couldn't even run the Zen chanting of Yin and Yang Da Mo, and there was only a spiritual light in his mind, which proved that his true self was still there, and everything in front of him was not illusory.

In the dark, there seemed to be an old face that glanced at him, left something behind, and disappeared.

On the other side, Long Jiantao put his hands behind his back, looked at him calmly, and finally looked at Zhang Qingyang, and said leisurely: "God treats you so kindly." ”