Cracked together, and the hearts of countless disciples of the Jianghu Sect on the shore of Mingyue Lake.

[Hong Huang Tianding] is so famous in the rivers and lakes, Wang Ping's prestige is so high among the three sects and three factions, in the minds of many ordinary Jianghu disciples, Wang Ping is a fairy-like figure, a [Hong Huang Tianding] does not know how many famous and strong people have been defeated.

But it was such a person, controlling such a tripod, but in the end, it was like being afraid of touching a stone, and it shattered in an instant.

It can't be a mistake, right?

In an instant, this thought popped up in the minds of countless people, thinking that they were dazzled, so they couldn't help but rub their eyes and continue to look at it again.

However, what they saw again was the scene of the [Flood Desolate Heavenly Ding] falling like crumbs of firewood, seeing countless pieces of broken tripod falling to the ground, seeing Wang Ping spurting out a mouthful of blood with a frightened face, and seeing his body swaying, growing his mouth, and retreating with a hideous and desperate face......

A momentary collision, an instant separation of victory and defeat.

Wang Ping's defeat was even more rapid than that of Zhao Chuan before.

The whole process seemed to take place in the midst of lightning and fire, so that the people around him did not react, the snow-colored frost like the wrath of death had completely covered Wang Ping's body, for a person who had lost his natal weapon, the instantaneous backlash was enough to seriously injure him, and it was normal to be unable to stop Ye Qingyu's next means......

"I ...... I ......"

Wang Ping grew his mouth, and the moment death came, his originally confident and playful face finally showed a pleading look and looked at Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu looked at him.

There was not the slightest hint of leaving a hand in his eyes.

"Ho ho ...... Master Hou, I'm ......" Wang Ping struggled to say the whole sentence and begged for mercy.

But Ye Qingyu's eyes were ruthless from beginning to end.

"Decades ago, you should have stepped into the Sea of Suffering, but you couldn't get in, do you know why?" Ye Qingyu looked at him and said: "After all the bad things are done, your conscience is uneasy after all, your martial arts mind cannot be reconciled, and your strength is naturally difficult to enter again, you pride yourself on being famous and decent, will the things you do make you dream back at midnight, and there is a cold sweat on the bed?"

Wang Ping's face was desperate and resentful.

"You should have died a long time ago, the world is full of tragedy, injustice and anger, because there are too many people like you. Ye Qingyu leaned into Wang Ping's ear and said softly: "Go with confidence, you won't be lonely, those guys who camp in Youyan Pass, those guys who turn civilians into demons to make profits, those guys whose consciences are already bad, I won't let go of any of them, soon, soon I will send others to meet you underground." ”

The voice fell.

Click.

Ice corpses shattered.

The generation of master elders of the Luding faction has completely fallen.

The [Heaven and Earth Copper Furnace] above Ye Qingyu's head spun drippingly, and it automatically absorbed all the fragments of the Desolate Heavenly Tripod that had fallen to the ground, as if he was eating, and all the fragments were swallowed by it in an instant.

"Huh?"

Ye Qingyu was slightly surprised in his heart.

The reason why he used the [Heaven and Earth Copper Furnace] in this battle was precisely because when Wang Ping sacrificed the Flood Desolation Tianding, the [Heaven and Earth Copper Furnace], which had been sleeping quietly in the dantian spiritual spring, actually took the initiative to emit a faint consciousness for the first time, as if he was seeking war.

Could it be that the [Heaven and Earth Copper Furnace] had any thoughts about the Flood Desolation Tianding from the beginning?

There seems to be some very strange connection between the two.

Ye Qingyu thought in his heart, urged the [Heaven and Earth Oven Only My Mind Formula], and directly took back the [Heaven and Earth Copper Furnace], turned into a ray of light, directly submerged into his body, and sank into the dantian spiritual spring again, wrapped and moistened by the spiritual energy spring, slowly and unconsciously sinking up and down.

There was a faint consciousness that was as satisfied as a well-fed child, coming out from the [Heaven and Earth Copper Furnace], allowing Ye Qingyu to feel and capture.

Machine Spirit?

Could it be that the [Heaven and Earth Copper Furnace] contains a tool spirit that has not yet fully grown?

Ye Qingyu was slightly surprised in his heart.

However, everything is not completely certain, and we can only observe it slowly in the future.

And at this time, around the shore of Mingyue Lake, countless people were already speechless, including the people in the immortal pavilion in the main seating area, some people showed shocked faces, and some even stood up directly, looking at the water light seal ring incredulously.

Zhao Chuan's death is reasonable.

Gao Han's defeat was unexpected, but it did not make them feel distressed.

But Wang Ping's death really shocked them.

What kind of treasure is the Honghuang Tianding, the masters of the three sects and three factions know best in their hearts - it is really one of the killing weapons that has been famous in all parties before the opening of the Snow Country, when the Heavenly Desolate Realm was in the era of the sect, and it is enough to rank in the top twenty treasures on the list of fifty treasures in the Heavenly Desolate Realm today.

Wang Ping is prestigious, and half of it is from the desolate sky.

Such a treasure was broken by Ye Qingyu like a wooden toy.

What is the small tripod he sacrificed just now?

Especially the masters of the Lu Ding faction, when they saw that small ding, their eyes lit up, they used the ding as a natal weapon to cultivate, and they knew the importance of a good ding, if they could get the ding in Ye Qingyu's hand......

In fact, not only the people of the Luding faction, but also the masters of other Jianghu sects also moved their minds for the first time.

Who is not hot-eyed to be able to destroy the treasures that have broken through the desolate heavens?

Since the great revival of the martial arts of the human race, the brutal competition for genius treasures has always been an eternal melody, and the birth of a treasure is often accompanied by a bloody and brutal fight.

Some people have already started to think about it.

And Ye Qingyu's roll call continues.

"Ziwei Zongluo three provinces, go up to the top and die. ”

The cold voice came out in all directions in Mingyue Lake, and every word sounded, and the hearts of the surrounding Jianghu sects couldn't help but jump fiercely.

I don't know from which battle ended, the sparkling Mingyue Lake suddenly became gloomy, the golden water light seal ring was like a cold torture table, everything in front of me under the bright sun was like a cemetery, and the voice that was indifferent from beginning to end was like a roll call from the god of death.

Whoever points to whom, who dies.

In the seating area of Ziwei Sect, Huo Ran, who was named in Luo San Province, got up.

There was a hint of hideousness on his face, but he was by no means surprised, as if he had known that Ye Qingyu would challenge him by name, without saying anything or any other expression, he slowly walked out of the seating area, stepped on the water waves, and arrived at the watermark ring step by step.

Countless eyes focused on the ring.

Song Qingluo was also nervously watching the next battle that was about to start.

She saw that in the ring, the master of the Ziwei Sect said something to Ye Qingyu, raised a wisp of white cloth in her hand, and saw a strange smug smile appear on the person's face, and then saw Ye Qingyu suddenly appear like an erupting volcano, showing an extremely angry expression for the first time......

An incomparably terrifying force erupted from the middle of the ring.

The power of the rage erupted like a tsunami.

The Elder of the Ziwei Sect called Luo San Province was like a sand sculpture swept by a blizzard, and his whole person instantly turned into particles like snowflakes, and scattered like soot in that violent force......

Song Qingluo's eyes widened.

stared wide-eyed together, as well as the Dugu Dixiu beside her.

There are also the brains of the Dugu valve seating area.

There are also people from large and small sects on the shore of Mingyue Lake.

There are also those top-level beings who sit in the Immortal Pavilion in the main seating area.

Dugu Tianxin looked at the water light seal ring dumbfounded.

Although he was born in a merchant family, he also practiced martial arts since he was a child, even though he was not a martial arts wizard, but under the nourishment of various spiritual herbs and elixirs, his cultivation progress was extremely fast, and he had a grandfather who was called the [Snow Country Dan God], and he had eaten a lot of various practice pills, and the reason why he was not famous in the rivers and lakes was because he rarely made a move, and he was generally a family guard to solve the problem.

But even so, he could see how terrifying the power that erupted from Ye Qingyu's body at that moment was.

Behind Dugu Tianxin, Dugu Quan squinted his eyes slightly, and under his white eyebrows, there was a hint of heterochromatic flickering in his pupils.

And among the No. 1 Immortal Pavilions.

Ye Congyun, the heir of the God of War, frowned slightly, he wanted to know even more that at that moment, what did Luo Sanxing of the Ziwei Sect say to Ye Hou Ye, so that Hou Ye would be so irritable and angry, this kind of angry emotion, even from a distance, Ye Congyun could clearly feel it.

This feeling is like the fury of the moment when the divine dragon is touched by the reverse scales.

It's just that Ye Congyun didn't see it, at this moment, a small silver dragon sneakily emerged from the water waves, quietly emerged, swam along the ground, and finally came to the No. 1 Immortal Pavilion without anyone noticing, and stopped on the shoulder of [Painting Saint] Liu Yuqing.

Everyone's eyes and hearts were attracted by the angry figure on the water-to-light seal ring.

"Zhao Shanhe, Li Qiushui, get out of the ring. ”

Ye Qingyu's voice contained anger and murderous intent.

And the name of the person he named this time is the best descendant of the top sects of the three sects and three factions, Tianjiao who is sitting in the immortal pavilion in the main seat area, and it is the name of a god who has been worshiped as a god by countless young generations of martial arts in the past thirty years.

And one point is two.

Li Qiushui.

Zhao Shanhe.

These two people, both of which are unshakable existences.

Ye Qingyu, is he crazy?

Or is it ......

Does he really have any means to defeat these two young generation of martial gods?

This possibility is really very small.

Among the fairy pavilions.

Li Qiushui and Zhao Shanhe, at this moment, almost at the same time, Huo Ran got up.

With their status in the Jianghu sect, being called by their names like this, and being challenged by such a tone is a huge insult in itself, which is no different from being slapped twice in the face.

Li Qiushui's sword eyebrows raised, holding the railing with one hand.

In his body, a buzzing sound of swords rang out in the sky, making the people around him cover their ears, as terrifying as the sound of magic in his ears.

And Zhao Shanhe's forehead was faintly covered with tiger stripes, and his face was transformed like a giant tiger's head.

The two strong men are already angry.

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