Master Qingming's eyes shrank suddenly, and it was at this time that the golden light on his fingertips finally crawled out.

It rose in the wind and turned into palm-sized golden crystals in the blink of an eye. There seems to be a small Buddha sitting in it.

The sandalwood in the air is even stronger, and the few people present who have been subjected to the "immobilization technique" can move again!

Master Qingming didn't seem to be surprised that this golden crystal hidden in himself had such a miraculous effect, and the momentum on his body began to soar upwards like a soul heaven in a magnificent holy light.

The barrier of perfection was torn apart in an instant.

The late, peak, and consummation of the humane yellow level......

Well, Nangong Fan can't see what kind of strength Master Qingming has now.

Anyway, Nangong Fan looked at Master Qingming like a god at this time.

The yin wind blew, and the body of the soul heaven disappeared strangely.

The wind was so strong that it caused the Holy Light to retreat.

Everyone trembled under the protection of the Light. If it weren't for the existence of this holy light, I am afraid that it would have to turn into white bones directly in the yin wind.

How can there be such terrifying energy in this world?

At this point, everyone understood that something was going on beyond their comprehension.

The yin wind kept blowing the holy light, rippling and undulating, and even the two calm ascetics couldn't help but feel apprehensive. Staring closely at Master Qingming's back.

There was no change in this back, but at this time, it was like a pillar supporting the sky to shelter them from the wind and rain.

If Master Qingming can't even stop this yin wind......

Looking at the undulating light, it seems that this is really possible.

Master Qingming, who sheltered everyone by himself, closed his eyes tightly, his mouth kept muttering, and a trace of blood kept sliding down.

"Hmm, Buddha Gate Relic?" a surprised voice sounded.

Master Qingming ignored it, continued to recite the Buddhist scriptures silently, resonated with the relics, and bloomed with a monstrous holy glow to stabilize the barrier of holy light in front of him that seemed to be shattered with a single poke.

The yin wind became more violent, and it seemed to turn into a golden iron horse, impacting towards the Buddha's light.

It looks like it's about to crash above the barrier of holy light.

When Nangong Fan was just able to move, he reached out and touched the token he was wearing.

Nangong Xuehe said that as long as he crushed it, he could come immediately, was it true or false? Regardless of whether it was true or not, Nangong Fan had to crush it, and in addition, he had no other way to face the crisis in front of him.

After all, he wasn't sure that the Blood Demon in the Remnant Soul State would be able to suppress all of them on his own.

As soon as Nangong Fan's hand touched the token, a little light suddenly appeared in front of the holy light.

The red and blue rays swirled on it, and the wind gradually stopped, and a layer of frost appeared on the holy light.

"Who!" the voice was full of disbelief.

"Ghost Yama Emperor, this seat is merciful and asks you to save your disciples, but you still refuse to give up?" a joking voice sounded, "Do you want to compare with me?"

The point of light rotated and gradually enlarged, and Nangong Fei's figure appeared in it, not very tall body, but at this time, it seemed to be able to stand up to the sky, giving Nangong Fan a great sense of security, and his panicked heart calmed down suddenly.

"Who are you?" a figure appeared in the sky.

His face was slightly pale, his black robe was worn on his body, and he held a scythe in his hand, on which an eerie aura squirmed.

At the moment when this person appeared, the blue sky like a mirror instantly turned into a ghost domain, with gusts of wind and ghosts, making people shudder.

Nangong Fei tilted his head, "What about the Ghost Luo Emperor, can't he be scared?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, Nangong Fan always feels that his cheap great-grandfather implied contempt when he talked about the Ghost Luo Emperor.

"Ahem, this brother beckons each other, how dare Ghost Luo not come out. ”

A white-robed figure appeared beside the Ghost Yama Emperor, and what he was holding in his hand was actually a brush?

Nangong Fei took a deep look at the ordinary-looking brush, "Hey, the Ghost Sect is really a big deal, the two emperors came to this starry sky realm, I don't know what happened?"

"Brother Tai is a member of the Law Enforcement Alliance?" the Ghost Yama Emperor's eyes flashed with caution.

Nangong Fei shook his head, "You bullied my people, I came to settle accounts with you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Nangong Fei's figure dissipated strangely, appearing in front of the two emperors, and a fist blasted towards one of them in the face.

"Look for death!" Emperor Ghost Luo cursed, the brush in his hand danced, and three conspicuous cracks were directly drawn out of the sky, and the violent energy belonging to the space surged.

The scythe in the hand of the Ghost Yama Emperor swung forward, and an unpleasant squeak sounded, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be shattered under this stroke.

The Starry Sky Realm, which belongs to the low-martial world, ushered in a confrontation that it could not afford.

The Heavenly Dao, which used to be a martial artist and wanted to punish everything, has been missing for a long time, and it seems that it deliberately avoids this place.

As if to say, "Three brothers, you fight slowly, and after the fight, I will clean up the mess and ensure that it will be restored." ”

The originally dark sky changed color under Nangong Fei's movements.

Centered on the place where the three parties clashed, on one side the eyes were gloomy black, and the wind howled, bringing the sound of ghosts crying wolves, on the other hand, there was nothingness and chaos, sometimes turning into a sea of fire, sometimes frosty and smooth as a mirror.

The three of them attracted heaven and earth with their momentum alone, producing disappearance.

Master Qingming raised his head and watched the three of them fight with a drunken face. The holy light around him has never been restrained, and sometimes it has spontaneously recruited other companions who have just arrived here, and no one has done their best to block out the aftermath.

As for the others, they also raised their heads, but they didn't mean to indulge in it at all. can only watch the excitement, the lack of realm and strength, so that they can only be an unaware war correspondent at this time.

But looking at it like this, it's not as interesting as watching the two successful battles.

If Nangong Fei obviously took advantage, the usefulness of these war correspondents would be reflected. Applause for this, almost beat a gong and a drum, to add a little different color to this peak battle.

"Yo-yo. ”

"Well played, well played, what kind of Yama Emperor croaked!"

"How do you block that brush? That thing doesn't look good!"

"Okay! Left Hook! Right Hook! Ness!"

That's called a casual one.

These dozen or so people are still happy.

Anyway, it can't affect the battle situation, and the sky has been roaring non-stop, and it is difficult to calm down and cultivate, so I can only pass the time like this.

Of course, there is no need to elaborate on the apprehension in my heart.

It's just that no one will say it, what if Nangong Fei loses?

......

Nangong Fei's eyes were beating, full of heat, and he brazenly took the initiative to attack the two emperors.

With the wave of the brush, a small spear suddenly appeared in Nangong Fei's left hand, which seemed to grow directly from his body, shaking slightly, and the spear stabbed straight away.

As for the scythe, the right hand pinched the seal, and ice and fire flowed in it, boiling with a chaotic aura, and blasted it directly.

Obviously, he valued the brush far more than the sickle.

This Ghost Luo Emperor dared to call himself the emperor, which is the credit of this brush, which is also the reason why Nangong Fei was quite dismissive when he mentioned him just now.

A person who can break through the limitations of heaven and earth by virtue of his Taoist merits is comparable to a true emperor?

A loud roar, a sonorous sound.

The brush deviated from its trajectory under the spear, and the sickle was directly repelled by the palm print.

Nangong Fei faced the two emperors alone, and there was no sign of falling into the upper hand.

"You haven't taken that step?" Ghost Luo Huang's body-like body shook slightly, and a turbulent wave set off in his pupils.

"Like you, I haven't taken that step. Nangong Fei nodded, as long as he fought, the realm naturally could not be hidden.

"Zhan Zu, with the Dao weapon. The Ghost Yama Emperor's pupils narrowed slightly, and a hint of caution flashed.

Another emperor in the ghost world who didn't like the two of them was also a war ancestor, but just having a pseudo-dao weapon gave him and his junior brother a headache.

Unless he could bring the Dao weapon in his junior brother's hand and use it by him, the two of them really couldn't help the mysterious person in front of them, even if he directly presented his face in front of them, they didn't know his specific identity.

Could it be that it's from the main continent?

"It's humiliating for the judge's pen to have in your hands. The contempt in Nangong Fei's pupils was clearly visible.

This pen of life and death forged by the Emperor Xudu himself is stronger than his spear, and I don't know where it goes. Nangong Fei is very curious about its power, but judging from the fight just now, it is really disappointing!

These two people can't put pressure on him yet.

Nangong Fei's mind moved, thinking about the other emperor who sneaked into the ghost world near here, should he do it in one hit?

Nangong Fei, who knew that he had strong support on his side, was full of confidence.

"Damn. "Emperor Ghost Luo felt that he had been greatly insulted.

Holding the judge's pen with both hands, he waved it gently, and the black ink swayed down in the void. The lines are dark and deep, with a strange atmosphere.

As soon as the pen stopped, an ancient word "death" came into view. That strange aura completely erupted, affecting the heavens and the earth.

The tip of the Ghost Luo Emperor's pen retreated, and the word "death" branded down towards Nangong Fei's forehead.

A one-stroke sentence of life and death!

The corners of Nangong Fei's mouth were slightly upturned, with a spear in his hand, and he greeted the word "death" without any fancy feelings.

Ice and fire swirled around the tip of the spear, perfectly blended together, and there seemed to be a clear distinction between them.

"Yin and Yang?" Ghost Emperor Yan narrowed his eyes, no wonder the palm print just now gave him a plausible feeling, as if he had taken that step, but it didn't.

Now it suddenly dawned on him, even if he had always been evil, he couldn't help but be in awe, this mysterious person in front of him was so ambitious!

The laws condensed by each person's enlightenment are different, that is, there are hundreds of kinds of flames in this world.

Ordinary people can only condense one avenue, and it is more difficult to condense the second avenue than to ascend to the sky.

Nangong Fei's two paths of ice and fire both reached the threshold in front of the condensation road, but they were forcibly suppressed by it. Can you choose only one of Ice and Fire?

I'm sorry, I don't want all of them!

But the avenue is not something that you can easily ask for all of them if you say you want them all. Nangong Fei actually used this as a basis to peek through yin and yang, and wanted to use yin and yang to become enlightened.

At that time, it can be said that there will be one road, or it can be said that there are three roads.

Ice and fire are not divided in the carriage of yin and yang, and they will not be rejected by one of them.

The way of yin and yang is definitely a road that can be counted.

The judge's pen carries a complete avenue, which is why it is much more powerful than ordinary Dao weapons.

This avenue is life and death.

Yin and Yang and Life and Death.

It's a bit similar!

At the moment when he guessed that Nangong Fei was taking the path of yin and yang, the Ghost Yama Emperor understood that the judge pen power inspired by the half-handed life and death path of the Ghost Luo Emperor was still far from Nangong Fei's fire and ice shot.

The scythe rolled the wind and clouds, and the mouth opened slightly.

"Whew!"

Exhaled a breath, and the wind blew in the sky in an instant.

Avenue of the Winds!

This wind is a yin wind, a ghost wind. It seems to be able to scrape directly into people's souls, and to extinguish the fire of gods.

Nangong Fei's eyes were rippling, he couldn't completely ignore the wind of this avenue, and it was also delusional to want to directly extinguish his divine soul fire by relying on this.

Nangong Fei's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes were electrified, and sparks jumped.

"Dawn of the Dawn!"

The two pupils were like two cannons, directly blasting out this brilliant flame that belonged to the Nangong family.

Like the newborn sunshine, it will drive away all the darkness that is in the heavens and the earth.

The sun has appeared in the forbidden area of life!