The second watch is here, the dog days, the dark horse tears for votes and likes!

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"Where did you little ladies come from?" In the illusion, Feng Qingyang walked to the edge of the lake and smiled at the five beauties in the lake with his back hand.

"Hit the son's heart!" One of them, a pretty-faced woman wearing only a pink belly pocket, giggled, and at the same time twisted her body, waved her hand, and slapped a drop of water and sprinkled it on Feng Qingyang.

"Oh? Is it? Then do you little ladies know the old lewd nun Chunyan Shitai? Feng Qingyang smiled coldly, then shook his hand violently, and the Dao sword qi roared up like rain, straight into the lake.

"Ah......h

Then the muffled hum is the right Mingbo, the use of illusion, it is necessary to use his own body as the base, through guò constantly release the true element, to change the five elements of heaven and earth around him, and re-set the scene, so that the opponent can enter the realm of illusion and reality.

Take Feng Qingyang as an example, if he was fascinated by the five women and stepped into the lake, then what he walked into was not the lake, but over the railing on the roof, and fell directly from the top of a dozen floors.

Such a magic power that is also illusory and real, when used, the consumption of the caster is huge, no less than an athlete who has made an impromptu five-meter run, and if it is suddenly broken, the true yuan is also very strict, just like a person is pushing a big box, but the big box is suddenly taken away, there is no doubt that person will plant a dog to gnaw mud.

So Quan Mingbo snorted, almost spit out a mouthful of bright red.

How could he have thought that Feng Qingyang's telepathy was so strong. This is a person in the food color, but he can easily recognize the Chunyan Shitai's "Peach Blossom Phantom Array", this array is tried and tested for the food and color people, although he has not obtained the true biography of the Chunyan Shitai, but since learning this method, he has never missed.

It was really shocking to him that he had missed so quickly this time, how could he have thought that a young Huaxia Immortal Cultivator would have such a strong mental power, which was concentration.

Look. This kid's concentration is not below him!

Fortunately, he has a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes, and in addition to the fiery charm hiding the "Peach Blossom Phantom Array", he also has a killer move.

So when he snorted, he shook his hand, and a black cold iron bowl flew out of his sleeve. Constant spinning in front of him.

Before Feng Qingyang could react, a red fire flashed out of the black bowl, although it was very faint, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't see it at all, but it still attracted a muffled thunder, and then a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and slashed towards Feng Qingyang.

"Heavenly Thunder Bowl? Ha ha. I didn't expect this little old man to have some ability! Seeing this, Feng Qingyang hurriedly got up and ran towards Lianfeng Mountain not far away.

lest thunder roar down on the roof of this building. scared the Qinghe girl below, she is just an ordinary little girl in the modern city, how have you ever seen such a fierce thing?

"Want to go?" Quan Mingbo chased after him, and his heart suddenly relaxed. I thought that this kid had entered an unfathomable realm, but I didn't expect that there was something to be afraid of!

"Peach Blossom Illusion" can't clean him up. The Heavenly Thunder Bowl is not good?

The Heavenly Thunder Bowl was his magic weapon, which was snatched from a great Chinese cultivator decades ago, and then it took more than ten years of blood sacrifice to be used for his own use, which was really laborious.

The reason why it is so tossed is because this thing is not good, it can summon thunder and lightning, modern society has entered the last years of monasticism, not only because there are fewer people cultivating the Tao, but also because there are fewer Taoist and magic weapons.

Quan Mingbo later relied on this thing to rampant in the Huaxia Immortal Cultivation Realm, how many eyebrows and beards and a lot of old Taoists died tragically under his heavenly thunder bowl, not to mention this young man?

The subtlety of the Heavenly Thunder Bowl is not only able to summon thunder fire, but also allows thunder fire to chase after the opponent, and there is a great posture of not looking back without seeing blood.

Although his Heavenly Thunder Bowl is a little out of flow compared to the Heavenly Thunder Bowl of the ancient cultivation world, the thunder light is like a dull thunder, and the power is not great, but it is not the body of King Kong, and it is not something that you want to resist, let alone a mortal fetus, it is definitely bombarded into a pile of coke.

Quan Mingbo has already observed Feng Qingyang's body, although it is different from the body of ordinary young people, but he can't say what the difference is, but he sees that his skin and tender flesh are not like King Kong's body at all, how can he withstand the thunder fire?

Then wait for death! Let this kid hurt his four disciples in one breath, and today he will let him pay for his blood debts, and at the same time establish his authority again in the Huaxia cultivation world, so that these Huaxia stinky Taoist priests will brighten their eyes a little in the future, and they will give him some face when they see him, otherwise this is the end.

"Wow, Thunderfire?"

"How can there be thunder, you are dazzled, dear, I didn't even hear the thunder!"

"I obviously saw it, and went to the side of Lianfeng Mountain? It's not a lie!"

There are so many people at the entrance of the mall, and there are still some people who see the wonders on the roof, so the exclamations are one after another.

"Yo, then let's hurry up and stand inside, the weather is changeable these days, don't make a strange thunderbolt and bomb us all into Africans!" Those who believed began to drill into the mall, as if they were afraid of being targeted by lightning.

Even Qinghe hurriedly stood inside, looked up at the roof of the building, and wondered in his heart, it seems that the rain will not stop for a while and a half, so he can only wait to go back to cooking.

At the same time, she was also uneasy, why did she feel the breath of Feng Qingyang the moment she just looked up, the smell on his body was very unique, and she was very familiar with it, so she could smell it at once.

However, she quickly dispelled this thought, how could Feng Qingyang be here, and it was raining so heavily, what did he do on the roof of the mall.

Zheng!

Lianfeng Mountain, after Feng Qingyang landed on the top of the mountain, the purple fire flying sword came out of its sheath, and it did not immediately meet the right name Bo who followed, but directly slashed towards the thunder fire.

The fiery red thunder light was cut into a cloud of light mist, and the purple fire flying sword was also bounced back, and it was directly inserted in front of Feng Qingyang, and the sword body trembled, which showed that the thunder fire was not weak.

This didn't make Feng Qingyang feel depressed. Instead, he smiled.

"Why don't you run away?" The ensuing Quanmingbo landed on the mountain rock not far from Feng Qingyang, standing with his hands behind his back, smiling proudly.

He didn't see Feng Qingyang's flying sword clearly, thinking that Feng Qingyang was holding a sword to block the thunder fire, although the thunder fire was scattered, but his long sword was also taken off, and the sword body trembled more than once, so I'm afraid he was also injured!

Run? Can a mortal outrun a thunderbolt? Although his thunder fire is a little weak compared to the real thunder fire. But it was also as fast as the wind, and the great cultivators of Huaxia couldn't escape, let alone this little ghost.

"Run? The old man never runs when he fights! I brought you here to sue you, the old man injured your four apprentices here last time, and now I'm going to clean you up here. Isn't it interesting that a master and apprentice are injured in the same place, and at the hands of the same person? Feng Qingyang raised his hand, and the purple fire flying sword immediately flew into his left hand, and his right hand flicked his fingers at the same time, and the tip of his index finger appeared a little bright red, and then he began to write quickly on the sword body with his blood finger.

He brought the power of the name Bo here. The main thing is that he doesn't want to scare the Qinghe girl who is in Lianfeng Square at the moment, otherwise he will run? Since his debut, no matter what kind of opponent he is, he has never taken half a step back. How could he be frightened by a foreign side gate warlock and flee?

"Blood Charms? Are you a disciple of Zhang Tianshi? Seeing this, Quan Mingbo raised his eyebrows, but he was not afraid, because the blood charm was almost the same as catching ghosts. Trying to break his heavenly thunder fire is simply a fool's dream.

When he was questioned, he once again raised the Heavenly Thunder Bowl. is ready to give Feng Qingyang a fatal blow, after all, such a ** technique can't be used all the time, it hurts Zhenyuan too much.

"Blood Charms? Keep your eyes open and see if this is a blood spell! Feng Qingyang also sneered, after the blood curse was written, he led his right hand, and the purple fire flying sword suddenly burst out, directly taking the power and fame.

"Flying Sword...... Flying sword to seal the soul? "Quan Mingbo can see clearly, the long sword in Feng Qingyang's hand is not an ordinary iron sword, but a flying sword!

I couldn't help but be amazed in my heart, how could such a young immortal cultivator Feng Qingyang refine a flying sword? What was shocking was that his Heavenly Thunder Bowl was not the opponent of the flying sword at all!

The most important thing is that Feng Qingyang wrote a blood spell on the sword, and sure enough, it was not a blood spell, an ordinary long sword with a blood spell is a blood spell, which is used to subdue demons and drive away ghosts, and the flying sword is paired with this thing, that is the art of sealing the soul!

This kid wants to seal his soul?

"Over the years, you must have drunk a lot of demon blood! Then I will wronged you and borrow your soul to use it, because my great-granddaughter is arguing every day for me to refine a flying sword for her, no, the demon soul used to refine the flying sword has been found! Feng Qingyang smiled faintly, he hadn't been ruthless to Quan Mingbo until now, he was testing the little old man's Taoism.

Sure enough, as he expected, this old man's age is about the same as Nian Guangxi, but his Taoism is much higher than Nian Guangxi, which is not normal, it stands to reason that unless it is the true inheritance of the Great Immortal, such as him, it is impossible for mortals to cultivate immortals without two or three hundred years.

This shows that this little old man is not cultivating in a conventional way, but is both good and evil, and he has used all the methods that are helpful to improve his cultivation.

The sinister "Peach Blossom Phantom Array" and the vicious "Heavenly Thunder Bowl" are enough to show this, this little old man has eaten a lot of monsters.

That being the case, then there must be a demon in his soul, and it is enough to refine an ordinary flying sword, no way, the Tianxin girl wants a flying sword, and there are no big demons in this era, so I can't find a demon soul! I can only use the soul of this old man.

Bang!

The flying sword pierced the thunder and fire, and directly slashed at Quan Mingbo's body, and then saw that the blood light on the flying sword became clear.

Feng Qingyang didn't think about it, and hurriedly drew it, and the flying sword flew back to the storage ring with the old man's soul.

"Stinky boy, who are you learning from? How can he have such a way at such a young age, and even have a flying sword......" In the dark, it seems that the roar of the powerful and unwilling to be famous came out, and it is estimated that what he wants to ask more is, how can he have a great-granddaughter at a young age? Who is more wicked!

"You don't even deserve to know my Dao number, and you still want to know where my teacher came from?" Stepping in front of the mantle of Quan Mingbo, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but smack his tongue, "In the past, I used to kill a demon to get a hundred treasures, but now, I can't even find a decent thing when I kill a demon, hey, fortunately there is an umbrella, otherwise the old man's blood will be in vain!" ”

As he spoke, he took out a snow-white umbrella from Quan Mingbo's bag, opened it with a pop, and then walked towards Qinghe.