As soon as Yuan Qingqiong came, dozens of disciples of the True Martial Dynasty gathered one after another and stood behind him.

He looked at the dozens of people in the Blue Dragon Gang, and his face was gloomy.

"Do you all want to go against me?"

As he spoke, the momentum of the Nine Rank Peak Martial Artist burst out, and a stream of majesty spread around the entire ring, enveloping everyone in it.

The air seemed to freeze and turn into a heavy mist.

All of us have a sense of oppression that makes it difficult to breathe.

This is exactly the terrible thing about the Nine Rank Masters.

Open up the dantian, the true yuan liquefies, and a drop of vitality is stimulated, which is a thousand pounds!

With just one drop of True Yuan, he could suppress the whole audience and make the nine rings collapse and collapse together.

Moreover, from the beginning of the eight-rank martial artist's qi realm, he truly condensed the spirit, and the qi and the god merged, so that the martial arts will of the whole person was instantly improved, crushing the low-level martial artists.

It's like an ordinary martial artist facing a martial artist, and his strength will be suppressed by half, or even seven or eighty percent.

In the face of eight-rank or even ninth-rank martial artists, the strength will be greatly suppressed.

Under such mental pressure, everyone has no change of color.

Li Mingyang was indifferent.

He is a spiritual master, and his spiritual power is far beyond ordinary people, even if this little martial emperor is a nine-rank martial artist, his spiritual power is far inferior to the current Li Mingyang.

Thereupon.

His mind moved, with him as the center, and his mind was like billions of swords, cutting in all directions, and like the surging tide of the sea, it scattered in all directions.

In an instant, the spiritual oppression that was stagnant like a mountain and majestic like a prison was all shattered.

Reduced to nothingness.

"Huh?"

Emperor Xiao Wu was taken aback.

Everyone got rid of that sense of oppression, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Li Mingyang one after another.

They naturally knew that it was Li Mingyang who broke the spiritual shackles of Yuan Qingqiong.

"Play psychic attack with me?"

Li Mingyang lifted Yuan Qingqiong's mind control and immediately launched a counterattack.

Rumble!

The invisible spiritual power has turned into a real hell on earth.

In an instant, it filled the sea of knowledge of all the disciples of the True Martial Dynasty.

It was overwhelming and suppressed.

"Ahh

Screams came from the direction of the disciples of the True Martial Emperor, and they were endless.

Li Mingyang forcibly poured all kinds of illusions from the spiritual assessment into their sea of consciousness.

At the beginning, the level that Li Mingyang could bear was already a non-human level, and he instilled it so violently into other people, so who could stand it......

Suddenly, except for the little martial emperor Yuan Qingqiong, everyone was mentally restrained and had a splitting headache.

The Little Martial Emperor violently activated his spirit and expelled it.

Seventh-rank martial artists, such as Li Chen, can also compete to some extent.

But those disciples of the sixth and fifth grades, or even lower realms, have suffered.

One by one, they wailed, and it made people feel inexplicable when they looked at it......

Refreshing.

All the disciples of the Blue Dragon Gang looked at this scene, and they all clapped their hands and applauded, and the loudest one was Li Mingyang himself.

really fighting, the current Li Mingyang is definitely not the opponent of this little martial emperor.

However, he prefers to compete with himself for mental strength......

Can you blame me for that?

"Li Mingyang, you!"

Emperor Xiao Wu took a step forward.

Capture the thief and capture the king first.

As long as Li Mingyang is defeated, he can naturally crack this spiritual offensive.

Li Mingyang's mind moved, and the family heirloom gem Yuan Weapon Wind Blade beside Lu Yi shot out in an instant, looking into the sky......

Laugh at!

The front end of the entire ring was split in an instant, and it fell to the ground.

The ground in front of him cracked in an instant, a huge crack that was bottomless and tens of meters long.

"Superb element!"

Xiaowu Emperor Yuan Qingqiong was slightly startled.

Lu Yi's face turned pale.

"Gang leader, this guy is actually still a spiritual master! If he suddenly used a spiritual attack to paralyze me during the battle just now, and urged me to attack with this superb elemental weapon......"

Thinking of this, cold sweat flowed down Lu Yi's face.

Yuan Qingqiong sneered: "Do you think that with your spiritual power and a flying knife of a superb Yuan weapon, you can be my opponent?"

"No, no, I didn't mean that. ”

Now that Li Mingyang is exerting his full strength, he may be able to compete with the seven-rank martial artists, but it may not be.

After all, a seven-rank martial artist can transform his wings into vitality, and he is terrifying.

Against the eighth-rank martial artist, it will definitely be lost.

As for the nine products......

It's not easy to run.

"Then why don't you withdraw your telekinesis attack quickly!"

"If you ask me to take it back, I will take it back, then I will have no face. ”

"You!"

Xiaowu Emperor Yuan Qingqiong was furious: "Are you really going to oppose me? Don't you know who is behind me?"

"Who's behind you?"

Lu Yi on the side reminded: "It's the Martial Emperor." ”

"Oh, who are you, Emperor Wu?"

Yuan Qingqiong sneered: "It's my father." ”

"So...... The man behind you is your father?"

"Not bad. ”

"Is that him?"

Li Mingyang stretched out his hand and pointed at the back of Yuan Qingqiong.

Yuan Qingqiong turned around and glanced at it, naturally it was empty.

Li Mingyang said: "Look at you as soon as you turn around, the person behind you is obviously me......"

"You!"

"Detected that the host is dying, and the death talent is 90 (not dying). ”

"Death Talent +1......"

Li Mingyang: "...... You don't have to add to that!"

Xiao Wuhuang approached step by step.

Li Mingyang urged the telekinesis.

At this imminent moment.

Suddenly.

"Li Mingyang, you, what are you doing here? I'm looking for you. ”

Li Mingyang glanced back.

"Lao Ding...... No, Elder Ding?"

It was actually Ding Wenyao who came to find him.

"Alchemy, raw materials, no more, you and me, go on a trip, demon world. ”

"Demon Demon Demon Demon Realm?" Li Mingyang was startled.

Ding Wenyao looked impatient: "With me, don't be afraid." ”

"It's better to find a few more, people. ”

Li Mingyang was happy: "I have a seventy or eighty person here, is it enough?"

Ding Wenyao nodded: "That's just right." ”

Li Mingyang thought for a while: "My friends have all their points, helping Elder Ding to collect a medicine, is it considered to be a complete task, after all, the demon world is so dangerous...... Elder Ding will give you some points?"

"No, problem. ”

Everyone in the Blue Dragon Gang cheered.

Then he glanced at Li Mingyang: "Isn't it because the points are gone?"

Li Mingyang turned around and left.

The little martial emperor behind him, Yuan Qingqiong, said coldly: "Li Mingyang, are you just leaving?"

Li Mingyang has not yet spoken.

Ding Wenyao glanced at him: "What, I asked him to collect medicine, you, don't agree?"

Yuan Qingqiong's face changed.

Ding Wenyao is one of the only three alchemy masters in the entire Divine Martial Academy, supporting the supply of all the pills in the entire Divine Martial Academy, and he can't afford to mess with such a figure.

"No, don't dare. ”

"Well, okay. ”

Ding Wenyao took Li Mingyang, and the sixty or seventy people behind him walked away.

Li Mingyang left, and the spiritual attack was naturally eliminated, Li Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Yuan Qingqiong: "Helper, just let him go?"

"Don't worry, this matter is not over, how can this kid have someone to protect him everywhere!"

"Well, I know there's a place where no one can save him...... Li Mingyang, wait and see. ”

Li Mingyang followed behind Ding Wenyao and asked earnestly.

"Elder Ding, we, this is going to be, where are we going?"

Ding Wenyao glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense, just follow along...... Also, I said, don't, learn from me, talk. ”

Li Mingyang: "Okay, Elder, I know." ”

After hearing this, Ding Wenyao raised his hand and waved it, and it actually sprinkled a puff of thunder and lightning firelight, and in an instant, it was like an electric snake opening its bloody mouth and biting towards Li Mingyang.

"it!"

Sting!

The electric light was surging, and Li Mingyang's body suddenly came with a smell of burnt.

"Ah......h

(There's a reason why Li Mingyang loves death so much...... ）