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Surplus or full, lack or remnant, between surplus and shortage, is the change of time.

The ancestors of Mingyue Tianzong, observing the heavenly phenomena and understanding, creating the Qingming Moon Gong with the change of the moon, and then improved from generation to generation, so far, it is the supreme inheritance of Mingyue Tianzong.

The crescent moon wheel is the weapon that can give full play to the power of the Qing and Qing moons.

Profit and deficiency are one type, and the essence of the Qingming Moon Gong is exhausted.

Of course, Yin Qingyue is only a pseudo-transcendent realm now, even if it is the third pole, it is also a pseudo-transcendent realm, and he can't cultivate the complete Shangqing Qingyue Gong, which is only the introductory part, and its surplus and deficiency are naturally not all, and it is also only the entry level.

Rao is like this, at the level of the pseudo-transcendent realm, it is still extremely amazing.

The white prism could not breathe, and the pupils of his eyes were completely covered by the full moon that had been shot down, glowing with a hint of cold silver light.

Fang Kaitian used all the strength of the white prism, thinking that he could defeat Yin Qingyue, and if it was not good, he could also injure him, and then his strength recovered a little, and he attacked again, but he didn't expect to be avoided, and made such a terrible counterattack.

Forcibly lifting the strength he had just regained, and then frantically squeezing his own potential, the white prism snorted, he had already suffered internal injuries, but he didn't care, his legs turned into countless afterimages, rolling up a violent hurricane, and between the roars, the whole person quickly went to other places, and the lake behind him turned over like a white python.

Avoid the blow first, and then wait for the opportunity.

The idea is good, but the reality is cruel.

The full moon shot down by the sky slowly changes, as if the changes that can only occur in the moon for more than half a month, compressed into a short instant, and the full moon becomes a crescent moon.

It seems to have shrunk a lot, but the aura it exudes is becoming more and more terrifying, with a sharpness that cuts through the earth.

There was nowhere to avoid, and the white prism could only burst out with the last of its strength, turning into a giant axe and slashing away in the air.

The crescent moon was uncast, and the giant axe shattered instantly, hitting the white prism.

With a single blow, the white prism was sunk to the bottom of the lake, and blood gushed out, staining the lake red.

Yin Qingyue's figure slowly fell, and the moon-white gauze fluttered in the wind, like a fairy in the moon descending to the mortal dust, but her expression was not relaxed at all, on the contrary, it was extremely dignified.

The strength of the white prism is very strong, if it weren't for the fact that he used a secret method to replace the real body at the critical moment, he would have been defeated.

In terms of strength, the two should be in the middle of each other, but at this time, the bright moon is in the sky, and there is an increase in the Ming and Ming Moon Gong, which is an advantage, if you fight again in peacetime, the outcome is unpredictable.

Even now, Yin Qingyue didn't dare to relax, lest the white prism still have a backhand Jedi counterattack.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths!

Ten breaths passed, and finally a bubble came out, and Bai Prism's head also drilled out, seeing a round of crescent moon coming again, Bai Prism was startled, and hurriedly spoke: "Stop, you won." ”

If you don't admit defeat, you can't do it, that blow caused a strong injury to yourself, and a terrible force is still raging in your body, constantly consuming the strength you have just recovered, and you don't have the strength to fight again at all.

The moment the words came out, the crescent moon wheel also paused on the edge of Bai Prism's neck, and the slightest cold made Bai Prism goosebumps.

The white prism was defeated, and the golden dragon of luck was swallowed by Yin Qingyue.

Under normal circumstances, the length of the Qi Luck Golden Dragon of the Eight Great Heavenly Sects is about the same, and they are all at the level of more than six zhang, but because of the relationship between winning and losing in the last invincible road competition, plus the recovery in the past few years, some will be longer, approaching seven zhang, and some will be shorter, only more than six zhang.

After swallowing Yicheng's luck, the Bright Moon Heavenly Sect's luck golden dragon increased a lot again.

"Hahahaha, Canggu Holy Son, dare to fight with me. The sound was like thunder, resounding for nine days, shaking everyone's heads dizzy and excited at the same time.

I've just watched a wonderful battle, and it's about to be a second battle?

Chen Zong was also a little surprised.

Challenge the Ancient Son!

There is no doubt that the Canggu Holy Son, who came from one of the two holy places, is very strong, but to what extent it is strong, Chen Zong doesn't know, because he hasn't seen it yet.

Perhaps this would be an opportunity for me to see how strong this Canggu Holy Son who could defeat Fang Xingchen was.

Defeating Fang Xingchen may not be a big deal, but the problem is that the Canggu Holy Son seems to be able to defeat Fang Xingchen relatively easily.

The question is, will the Canggu Holy Son respond to the battle?

"If you want to play, this holy son will play with you. A somewhat lazy voice sounded, and before the figure appeared, the voice seemed to linger in everyone's ears.

"Then let's have a good fight. The voice grew furious.

Immediately, I saw a figure rising from an island, as if a cannonball was bombarded into the sky, with an amazing furious roar, dragging out a long arrogance, especially clear under the bright moon.

When the figure rushed to a height of hundreds of meters, after a slight pause, it swooped down along an arc, like a downed meteorite, and the energy of the body rubbed violently against the air at ultra-high speed, constantly bursting out of amazing flames, the flames were majestic, the whole body was golden red, and between the crazy burns, it turned into a big fireball, as if the sun was falling.

Boom Boom!

The air was extremely hot, and there was a continuous roar, which was earth-shattering.

"What a strong physique!" Chen Zong couldn't help but gasp.

This kind of power can only be caused by a strong physique.

Among the dragons present, there is only one person who has such a strong physique.

The Dragon Son of the Ancient Heavenly Sect - Li Wuji.

The biggest difference between the Ten Thousand Ancient Heavenly Sect and other Heavenly Sects is the direction of cultivation, other Heavenly Sects and even the Holy Land, etc., are basically based on qi training, and body refining is only an auxiliary means, but the Ancient Heavenly Sect is the opposite, focusing on body refining, and cultivating amazing qi with a strong physique.

As Li Wuji, who carried the luck of the sect, he had an amazing talent in refining the body, plus he cultivated the supreme inheritance of the Ten Thousand Ancient Heavenly Sect, and created a strong and incomparable physique, and his strength reached a terrifying level, far better than 100,000 catties.

Li Wuji's own temperament is relatively belligerent, coupled with the cultivation of the exercises, he has been cultivating before, and today he has gained, and when he saw the battle between Yin Qingyue and Bai Prism, his fighting spirit was high, so he wanted to find someone to fight.

Li Wuji has always only challenged more powerful people, so he has set his sights on the Canggu Holy Son.

The ancient saint son was challenged, but he would not refuse.

With a bang, a huge fireball fell straight from the sky, with the power of destruction, bombarded the Hualong Lake heavily, blowing up 10,000 tons of lake water, and the lake water continued to evaporate, and countless white water vapor rose into the sky like smoke, covering a radius of hundreds of meters, like a huge pillar of heaven.

The snorting sound makes people's scalp tingle.

"It's so powerful. Chen Zong couldn't help but feel a touch of excitement in his heart, the ten fingers of his hands subconsciously tightened, and a trace of sharp aura surged out of his body, cutting the surface of the lake under his feet, stretching for dozens of meters.

When the smoke dissipated, the 10,000-ton lake fell, swinging countless agitations, like the sea in a storm, raging violently, an unusually strong figure like an ancient mountain, standing on the surface of the constantly agitated lake, undulating with the shock waves of the lake.

He had short, thick black hair that stood up like needles, each one of which seemed to contain terrifying power that could pierce everything.

The angular face looks extremely resolute, the eyes are deep, the essence is restrained, and the slightest hint of war intent is like a spark on fire.

The upper half of his body was not covered by clothing, revealing a body of bronze muscles like a hundred refined steel, bulging pieces of them, containing extremely violent terrifying power, wearing a dark gold bracelet three fingers wide and one finger thick on each arm and wrist, and wearing a dark red martial arts pants tied with a palm-wide black and gold belt on the lower body, which appeared to be very loose, only the trousers were constricted and tightly tied to the ankles.

The formless, but incomparably powerful aura surrounded the body, as if the arrogance was rising into the sky, burning, and the terrible pressure pressed the surroundings, causing the surface of the lake under his feet to collapse several meters.

Far away, everyone could clearly feel the terrifying aura emanating from Li Wuji's body, the pressure brought by this aura was different from the pressure brought by pseudo-spiritual power, there was a kind of heavy like a mountain, blazing like a scorching sun, terrifying oppression, making people's qi and blood coagulate, muscles and bones were oppressed, and it was difficult to move.

"It's stronger. ”

The person who knew Li Wuji better looked shocked.

Compared to before, Li Wuji's aura at this time has become even stronger, and it can be seen that he has made a significant breakthrough during this period of time, if it weren't for this, Li Wuji would definitely not have challenged Canggu Saint Son so early.

"This kind of physique!" Chen Zong couldn't help but tremble, compared to his golden jade unbroken body that had cultivated to the extreme, the gap was too obvious.

I don't know how many thousands of catties of power Li Wuji can burst out with one hand.

When everything around him was calm, a figure came on the waves, his speed was not fast, and the movements of each step were extremely clear, but the distance of each step seemed to have been calculated with the most accurate calculation, and the length was exactly the same.

Step by step, with a kind of leisure, like a walk in the back garden of one's house after dinner, the sleeves of the robe move with the wind, the loose neckline, the exposed white chest is as clear as jade, with a hint of light, so that those women look flushed and their hearts beat faster.

On the handsome face, the corners of the mouth hung slightly, with a hint of a smile but not a smile, and the eyes as deep as the stars were full of pride.

As soon as he appeared, he competed for Li Wuji's light, making everyone's eyes fall on him, as if he had become the center of the world in an instant, and everyone was watching.

Canggu Holy Son South Gate Stop!

Li Wuji's eyes suddenly burst out with an incomparably terrifying essence, penetrating the void like a substance, like a thunderbolt falling on Nanmen Zhige's body, being stared at by this kind of gaze like a substance, no second pole martial artist could bear it, even some martial artists who reached the third pole would have a great change in complexion, and they would be extremely vigilant.

But I saw that the expression of the Canggu Holy Son Nanmen Zhige did not change in the slightest, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he walked calmly.

At first glance, he was still thousands of meters away, but suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and he was already hundreds of meters away, but his every movement fell in his eyes, and it seemed so clear.