Qianye Snow is like a fairy in the Moon Palace, and her voice is like a jade bead dripping, crisp and sound.

It was many martial arts circles, including the daughters of the Dragon Guardian Villa, who looked at Qianye Xue with a little jealousy. Their countenances are still worldly beauty. But Qianye Xue's temperament and appearance are almost fairy, and her temperament is ordinary and ethereal. Only Anya and it seems that they can be compared.

But Chu Ling had seen the Tianjiao Goddess in his previous life, how could he care about this, and said expressionlessly:

"Don't talk about the Chixuan Dao, even if the ancient ancestor of your Kunxu realm descends, it doesn't matter to me. Since you are holding me back, let's exchange my life for my life. ”

After speaking, Chu Ling grabbed it with one hand, and in the void, a golden palm appeared out of thin air, like the left hand of the giant spirit god, and grabbed it towards Qianye Xue in the air.

"Shoot together. ”

Qianye Xue's sleeves flew out two thin pieces of ice crystal spirit blades. This spirit blade, forged by ten thousand years of cold ice, is extremely sharp, and condenses a surging yin and cold qi, and its power is only inferior to the Taiyin Refining Xuan Sword, but it can attack from a distance, just like a flying sword.

I saw two invisible white marks, surrounding in the void, strangled in the air, like a white Jiao dancing in the air.

"Boom. ”

The other people in the Immortal Sect also knew that this was a matter of life and death, and they had no hands left. Everyone is desperately up.

On the entire Chicheng Mountain, there are dozens of people from the Immortal Sect, nearly half of whom were killed by Chu Ling before, and there are still twenty or thirty existences, among which there are five or six Emperor Saint Realm monks.

How powerful are they to strike with all their might?

"Whoosh. ”

I saw the sky, full of colors, and the brilliance went straight to the bullfight!

Flying swords, spirit needles, golden hammers, jade runes, spells, supernatural powers... One after another, magic weapons and secret techniques were smashed all over the world. These immortal disciples are each worth a lot of money, and almost each of them has a spiritual weapon. Especially those five or six Emperor Saint Realm cultivators even possessed medium-grade spiritual weapons.

After all, those who can come to the secular realm are basically the most elite disciples of the major sects in the Kunxu realm. If there are any good things in the sect, they will naturally be piled up on them.

Countless magic weapons, connected into a ribbon of light, pushed horizontally, before the power, so that everyone in the secular world lost their color.

"Hey, that's too strong, isn't it? It's as spectacular as a missile salvo. ”

Someone smashed his tongue.

These immortals, with one blow with all their might, are comparable to rockets. With so many people joining forces, it is like a regiment of firepower covering the heavens and the earth, even if it is a false saint, they may not dare to take it hard. In particular, the two ice crystal spirit blades of Qianye Snow are even more cold through the mountains and rivers, like two rainbows that run through the sun.

Many people finally understand at this time.

The people in the fairy gate, why do they regard the earth as a mundane ant. Because these disciples alone are enough to sweep the earth. Not to mention the many pseudo-saints of the major sects in the Immortal Gate.

"The light of rice grains, dare to compete with the bright moon?"

Chu Ling snorted lightly, not only his palm, but also his whole body, which began to bloom with a brilliant spirit. I saw that among the layers of red light, there were countless golden runes, inlaid in them, and Chu Ling's entire body was shrouded in red gold light, as if it was made of divine iron. The body of the demon seed was finally pushed to the peak by him.

Boom!

In this way, with his physical body, he rushed into many magic weapons and Dao techniques, regardless of it, he took the spiritual weapon with his bare hands, and swept it directly.

Push all enemies with one palm!

A purple shadow flying sword slashed at Chu Ling's body, making a metallic resonating sound, as if it was slashing on top of steel. The brilliant red-gold light on the surface of Chu Ling's body was like an immortal piece of divine gold.

Chu Ling stood there.

One spirit weapon after another hit him, but Chu Ling didn't move at all, without the slightest damage. It was as if in his eyes, each of these blows was enough to split a building, comparable to the Spirit Venerable powerhouse's full strength, but it had no effect.

"Bang dang. ”

Chu Ling grabbed it and directly grabbed a golden hammer the size of a watermelon. This golden hammer is forged from stainless steel, and the runes on it are densely packed with thunder, which is extremely heavy, and it is thousands of catties. Sacrificed by a monk at the pinnacle of the Transformation Realm, a blow is enough to shatter all the stones the size of a millstone.

But in Chu Ling's hands, it was like a dough, and it was pressed by Chu Ling at will, and it was pressed into a dough.

"Poof, my hammer. ”

An immortal disciple directly spit out a mouthful of blood. His cultivation is not enough, he has no divine soul, and he relies on blood sacrifices to control the magic weapon, so once the magic weapon is destroyed, his mind is implicated and the damage is very serious.

And that's just the first one.

I saw that every time Chu Ling raised his hand, a magic weapon was scrapped.

Many Immortal Sect disciples vomited blood one after another and retreated, their eyes full of fear.

"He is strong, his physical body is definitely past the False Saint, and it is already comparable to the 'Dragon Elephant Zen Master' of Leiyin Mountain, reaching the legendary Donkey Kong Realm. ”

A disciple of the Northern Sect exclaimed.

The Beibi faction is known for driving ghosts and driving corpses, but the golden armored corpse he controls is watered with pure gold throughout, which is enough to withstand missile bombardment. But he couldn't even catch Chu Ling's slap, and he was smashed.

"When. ”

It was Qianye Xue's two 'Ice Crystal Spirit Blades' that slashed at them, but they were all blocked by Chu Ling with a wave of his hand. The spirit blade slashed at Chu Ling's arm, and the cold qi that was enough to chill through the bones did not affect Chu Ling at all.

The god body is small and almost immortal.

It's terrifying.

"This person's physical body is indeed close to the peak of the pseudo-saint, and even the heavenly immortal. ”

Qianye Xue couldn't help but change her expression slightly, and a trace of fluctuation flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Although she didn't attack with all her strength just now, Chu Ling used her body to block her blow without hurting her. This kind of terrifying **, Qianye Xue has only seen it in a few pseudo-saints at the top of the Kunxu Realm, as well as those who are at the peak of body refining powerhouses or spirit beasts.

"Die!"

Chu Ling's arms shook, terrifying blood qi rushed to the sky, and the brilliant red gold divine light directly condensed into a huge light palm, which was shot out of thin air. Bang smashed down with a palm, and there were three or four Xianmen disciples, who didn't have time to dodge, and were slapped into meat patties.

"Run. ”

Everyone changed color at the same time, and they wanted to escape when they controlled the magic weapon.

But Chu Ling's degree was too fast.

I saw that he broke the sound barrier in an instant, pulling out a long white mark in the air, like a whistle roaring. Every punch and kick can easily crush several Immortal Sect disciples. Even just a fitting collision can smash the opponent with a talisman weapon.

"Bang bang bang. ”

Almost in the snap of his fingers, Chu Ling killed more than ten people in a row.

The others were almost frightened, and each urged the secret technique to turn into a ray of brilliance to escape, especially the five or six Emperor Saint Realm disciples, who ran faster than rabbits.

"You can't escape. ”

Chu Ling's figure was like a glimpse of light.

He flashed behind a man in white in an instant. This man in white has a mighty aura on his body, and he is a great master of the Emperor Saint Realm, even stronger than Lei Potian, close to Tianshenzi and Xuanluo.

Lian Yunsheng.

The Holy Son of the Mixed Yuan Gate generation.

(End of chapter)