After the phantom of the sword body of the Qingquan Immortal Sword was summoned by him, he saw him pointing to the sky, and silently reciting in his mouth: The cloud is the palm, the thunder is the palm pattern, and the power of the cloud and thunder pierces the sky...

This is the Qingyun Patriarch's stunt Cloud Thunder Palm, and now with the performance of the Three Divine Transformations, the power of the Cloud Thunder Palm has also reached an extremely terrifying level. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw that the dark clouds in the sky gathered, as if by a strong traction, a huge palm print was condensed, in that palm print, thunder and lightning swam, turned into palm prints, and a tyrannical aura spread violently.

This is not over, after condensing the cloud thunder palm print, I saw that his clone suddenly appeared a ghost, and after twisting for a few breaths, he actually differentiated into five body shapes, this is the Seven Absolute Sword Qi!

With the improvement of his cultivation, the power of the Seven Absolute Sword Qi itself has been greatly improved, and the fifth body shape at this moment has been completely formed, and the current Seven Absolute Sword Qi is no longer what it used to be!

After Fu Lian witnessed the sudden rise of Bu Qingyun's aura, his confidence was already frustrated, and at this moment, he saw him repeatedly use powerful spells, and his mind was already on the verge of collapse, but he held the spirit of the Qingquan Immortal Sword in his hand, which could finally keep him a little awake.

With the second swing of the Spirit of the Immortal Sword by Fu Lian, the three hundred and eight-star Divine Venerable Realm powerhouses among the five hundred monks were already at the end of the crossbow at this moment, even any Divine General Realm cultivator could wipe them out, and as for the remaining two hundred and nine-star Divine Venerable Realm powerhouses, they had already cultivated to a big drop, leaving less than two percent of their strength left.

The spirit of the fairy sword waved, although the momentum was not as good as the first time, but it made the heavens and the earth tremble, and the first thing it encountered was the cloud and thunder palm print that fell from the sky.

The blade of the sword slashed through the palm print, and where it passed, the dark clouds condensed into the palm print degenerated into their original shapes, and the power of thunder and lightning contained in them was even more stirring up lightning splashes when it swept over the spirit of the fairy sword.

When the palm print completely dissolved, the spirit of the fairy sword dimmed again.

But the momentum of the sword edge was the same as before, and after breaking through the barrier of the palm print, it was greeted by the Chaos Beast, whose huge body was like a hard shield, and with a bang, it hit the blade of the fairy sword.

Suddenly, his physical body collapsed directly, turning into a streamer and returning to the center of Bu Qingyun's own eyebrows, and the spirit of the fairy sword was weakened again, and the blade of the sword was already a little illusory.

Fu Lian spurted out a mouthful of blood, his hair was scattered, his eyes were full of madness, and the three hundred and eight-star Divine Venerable Realm monks among the five hundred monks had already begun to fall from the sky.

But the Immortal Sword's offensive did not stop there, and in the roar of ambush and tempering, he continued to move forward, and what stood in his way was the Seven Absolute Sword Qi.

Bu Qingyun's clone attracted the power of yin and yang fusion within it, and at the same time transformed the five-source formation outside, providing him with a steady stream of power, and at the same time, it could also play a protective role.

The five body figures held the phantom of the Qingquan Immortal Sword Sword in their hands, facing the incoming Spirit of the Immortal Sword, and at the same time, countless sword qi were vertical and horizontal, and the Spirit of the Immortal Sword appeared for the first time in a large range of illusory.

And Bu Qingyun's five body forms spurted blood at the same time, and at the same time, they suddenly fused towards the middle, and the five body shapes were one, exerting the power of the seven absolute sword qi in the second way.

The two identical blue mang swords touched, and after only a sneering sound was heard, the phantom of the immortal sword sword in Bu Qingyun's hand directly collapsed, turning into a body disease and the iron sword rolled upside down, leaving several deep wounds on his body, blood gushing out, and his clone fell directly into the five-source formation in the rear.

And the spirit of the fairy sword in Fu Lian's hand began to collapse from the blade of the sword, until only half of the sword body remained.

At the same time, the original three hundred and eight-star Divine Venerable Realm cultivators had all fallen one after another, and even the remaining two-worshipping and nine-star Divine Venerable Realm powerhouses had already begun to be unable to support themselves and began to fall.

As these people fell, the force of the backlash that Fu Lian had to endure became more and more huge, and it could be said that even if he won at this moment, he would not be able to survive, because his injuries had already damaged his own foundation.

His only belief was to kill Bu Qingyun, and even if there were less than one hundred and fifty people who could support him at this moment, and all of them were already struggling, he had never wavered.

So he swung the remaining half of the sword body and continued to slash at Bu Qingyun, and the last person who greeted him was Bu Qingyun's Heavenly Demon Figure.

With the sound of the howling wind, his huge body suddenly rushed out, his right fist clenched, and with a bang, it touched the sword body.

His right fist collapsed in an instant, and the huge force of the rebellion forced him back, and the sword body chased after him, and he swung his left fist to resist, and without surprise, his left fist also collapsed.

Next came the arms, which burst one after another under the blade, but the blade was equally weak, thus dissipating a third.

Then there were the legs, which, after the touch, lasted a little longer than before, but still couldn't escape the result of the collapse.

Then there was the body, and when the sword slashed at the body, it broke a third again before the body exploded.

The last third, after touching the head of Bu Qingyun himself, the two disappeared at the same time, and Fu Lian vomited blood, laughed wildly, and then dissipated with the spirit of the fairy sword due to the exhaustion of cultivation.

Not long after he dissipated, where Bu Qingyun's deity disappeared, three Heavenly Demon Marks flashed out, and in an instant, countless points of light condensed, and in a moment, a new body gradually emerged.

This is the unique attribute of the Heavenly Demon Clan, as long as the awakened soul is not extinguished, it can be resurrected infinitely, strictly speaking, if the soul is not extinguished, it is not a real death.

Just like the monks who condensed the Yuan Infant, if the Yuan Infant is not destroyed, they have infinite possibilities to be reborn, but the physical power of the Heavenly Demon Clan comes from the awakened soul, which makes their rebirth method a little different.

Moreover, after this battle, his white elephant mark, which was originally only half awakened, actually reached the point of consummation, and if you look closely, the place where the last leg is left is blank, which also indicates that his original combat power has once again increased by several orders of magnitude, and now he can fight with the powerhouse of the Pseudo-God King Realm.

However, when he first woke up after being seriously injured at this moment, he still needed time to recover slowly, and in his body, the spirit of chaos was also warmed up, and as soon as the deity recovered, chaos could reappear.

As for his monk clone, after falling into the five-source formation, there was no movement.

Bu Qingyun himself looked at the Five Origin Formation, a worried look appeared between his eyebrows, and then glanced at the surrounding air, and shouted, "Aren't you going to show up yet?" ”

This scene looked quite strange, as if he was talking to the air, but about ten breaths after his words fell, there was a sudden burst of light in mid-air, dazzling, and then a figure slowly walked out of the light, smiled, and said: "The old man's method of hiding his breath is an ancient secret technique, how did you detect it?" ”

The light receded, revealing the appearance of this person, who was the head of the Dingshan faction, Cang Lingzi!

Bu Qingyun's expression was calm, not surprised at all, and said: "Who else can incite the young sect master of the Qingquan Sect to summon five hundred monks here to kill the people below, except for you Cang Lingzi?" ”

"Oh no, you shouldn't be called Cang Lingzi, the juniors should call you seniors... Division, horses, and phases! ”

Cang Lingzi heard Bu Qingyun's words on his smiling face, the muscles on his face instantly stiffened, and a cold glow appeared in his sharp eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about, the old man is the head of the Dingshan faction, Cang Lingzi, this time...!"

Bu Qingyun heard the other party's rebuttal, and before the other party could finish speaking, he rushed to say the other party's unfinished words: "Are you here to kill me?" ”

Bu Qingyun sneered, and then continued: "That day, Elder Song wanted to take advantage of the void to devour my deity, but he didn't expect to be counterattacked, and when I obtained his memory, I noticed an inexplicable change, although I was a little suspicious at that time, but because of the existence of that painting scroll, I dispelled this speculation, until a few months ago, I noticed that countless powerful auras burst out on the Muyuan Continent, but no one came here, and at that time, I once again doubted whether there was someone behind this who controlled something. ”

Cang Lingzi's face was gloomy, as if Bu Qingyun's words had stabbed his heart, causing him to gradually exude powerful source power fluctuations in the silence.

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