"Not good!" these people were also very alert, but the speed of this big hand was extremely fast, and almost instantly, it had already caught these people in their hands.

In an instant, he was already caught alive and dead, turned into a cloud of blood mist, and was sucked dry.

Only Wang Changchun flew farther away and escaped the capture of this blood-colored giant beast, but this big hand that suddenly appeared almost scared him to death.

He caught a glimpse of a figure standing there below.

But it wasn't Feng Qingming who everyone in the world was searching for.

He was almost frightened, and at this time he realized how naïve his original idea was, thinking that as long as he didn't make a move, just providing Feng Qingming's whereabouts, there should be no danger.

He is too confident in his own strength.

thinks that Feng Qingming is nothing more than that, who knows, now that Feng Qingming makes a move, he knows the gap between himself and the other party.

It's basically a general gap between heaven and earth, and it's not on the same level at all.

Feng Qingming just looked at Wang Changchun indifferently, and grabbed it out with a bloody hand, which was immediately overwhelming, like a net of heaven and earth, and he was caught in it, leaving him with no room to run away at all.

"It's over, my life is over!"

At this time, Wang Changchun finally had such a thought.

He even felt that the space around him was fixed, and he couldn't move at all.

Suddenly, at this time, a sword qi tore open the void, and in an instant, it swept across the gasification big hand, and slashed the gasification big hand alive.

"Whoop, whoop, whoop!"

Wang Changchun kept panting, and it felt so good that he had escaped death.

He had never felt for a moment that it was so good to be alive, it was something he had never felt before.

He looked intently, but saw that it was a man who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome face, dressed in a moon-white robe, as if he had been born into the world.

He suddenly remembered, who was this person, wasn't it Lu Xuan, the Holy Clan who had been making a fuss recently, claiming to have directly killed the Blood God Sect's main altar?

No wonder he can save himself from Feng Qingming.

"Finally found you, Feng Qingming!"

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Feng Qingming below.

Feng Qingming looked at Lu Xuan above, with a bit of disgust and murderous intent in his eyes, such a condescending look was originally the only one he could do to others like this.

As a secret god in the world, the existence of the supreme in the dark, it has always been him who shows that condescending and indifferent look to others.

Now someone actually showed this expression to him!

"Are you the adult saint clan?" Feng Qingming seemed to have buoyancy under his feet, and he soared straight into the air. "I don't like your eyes, I'll dig him up later!"

"What, are you jealous that I'm more handsome than you?" you are not as handsome as me, but I can let you die in style later!" Lu Xuan said with a faint smile.

Hearing Lu Xuan's words, Feng Qingming only felt a pain in his knees, which was Dongfeng 41.

Now it seems that the gap between the two sides is indeed a bit big, because Lu Xuan looks like an immortal descending into the world in white, while he looks a little miserable and ragged.

Obviously, during this period of time, he hid in Tibet, even if he avoided the pursuit of Chaoyuan Dao, he didn't have time to tidy up his appearance, and now he was caught by Lu Xuan, and he was humiliated.

"Sharp teeth!"

Feng Qingming said coldly, but no matter how you look at it, I feel a little jealous, where is it so indifferent at the beginning and the condescension when I treat everything as ants.

"Wait a minute, when I break your bones and pull your bone marrow out, I don't know if you can laugh out loud!"

Feng Qingming looked at Lu Xuan with a bit of greed in his eyes, obviously treating Lu Xuan as meat on the chopping board.

An adult saint clan, sucking his life force dry, should be enough to prolong his life for many years.

"At that time, you will regret that you did not kneel to a living god!"

Feng Qingming said coldly.

"The gods in the world are just a stinky rat hiding in the dark in the sewers that don't even dare to show their faces!"

Lu Xuan sneered.

At the beginning, Feng Qingming was not strong enough, when those generations of saints were in power, Feng Qingming didn't dare to make a move at all, whether he had made a secret move, Lu Xuan didn't know, but he must have failed.

"In 10,000 years, even a pig should have soared, and you have only cultivated to the top of the Three Flowers, and you still have the face to claim to be a living god?" Lu Xuan's face showed a bit of mockery.

Feng Qingming showed a little embarrassed and angry on his face, this was indeed poking at his sore spot, but his future was broken, and he couldn't learn the method of returning the three flowers to one from the Holy Ancestor at the beginning, so it has been delayed until now.

"Hahaha!"

Feng Qingming suddenly burst into laughter, wild and cold, and a burst of self-sacrificing spirit erupted on his body, not taking everything in his eyes.

In the end, he has secretly spied on the world for tens of thousands of years.

On the top of Feng Qingming's head, three flowers emerged one by one.

The flower of essence, the flower of qi and blood, the flower of the primordial spirit, the three flowers gathered at the top, and gathered on the top of his head.

This is his seventh in the world, even Xuanyangzi has condensed the flower of the primordial gods, but it is just a flower, but on the top of Feng Qingming's head, it is a genuine three-flower gathering.

Lu Xuan narrowed his eyes, this was the first time he had seen a strong man from the top of the Three Flowers since he was reborn.

I'm afraid this is also the strongest person in the entire Holy Yang Continent.

The terrifying aura swept wildly like a tornado, and a loud sound barrier erupted.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A loud bang was like a thunderbolt on the ground, and it exploded suddenly.

The heavens are moving!

Even stirring up the heavens and the earth, the vision of heaven and earth can be seen from a distance of hundreds of miles.

"What's that?"

Many people raised their heads and saw the vision of heaven and earth above the heavenly dome, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"That's ... Three flowers gather at the top, it's Feng Qingming!"

At this time, in the distance, Xuanyangzi suddenly felt the breath of the three flowers gathering at the top, and this breath also made him feel very familiar, but who was it not Feng Qingming.

Beside him, there was also a group of masters of the Mixed Yuan Dao, and at the same time, their faces changed drastically, and they felt a violent and irrepressible terrifying force raging in mid-air.

Is that the power of the real Sanhua Gathering, the power that one person can suppress an era!

didn't go to the top of Sanhua, and he didn't even have the qualifications to fight with the other party.

And even if it is the top of the three flowers, the gap is too big.

The nightmarish scene where they were repelled by Feng Qingming by himself resurfaced in front of them before.