The mountainside on the right side of the peak, at the tall stone statue.

Lu Qi'er's martial arts statue clenched his fist with his right hand, and his fist was smashing towards it.

To be able to open up the space method alone, and to be like a fish in water in space, only the realm above the Xuan Emperor of the Three Heavens can do it, and the half-step Xuan Emperor can only do it reluctantly.

But although Wu Xiu did not have the method of communicating between heaven and earth like Xuan Xiu, he had the words that broke through the void with his fists and stepped on the sky with his feet, which was so big that it scared people to death.

Even if Lu Qi'er was at the peak of his years ago, he was just barely doing the former, and now, it was barely enough, but after all, it was a martial artist who had punched the pinnacle, and the feeling was naturally there.

It is because whether it is a single heaven, a double heaven, and even the last three heavens, and whether it is a sword cultivation or a Xuan cultivation, there are also strengths and weaknesses among them.

It's like the official's hat is divided into sizes, and the two rich and noble families are also divided into ordinary wealth and the richest man in the dynasty, whether it is Zhongzhou Mountain or Nanzhou Mountain, they are also divided into a sect and ordinary second and third rate.

Even those mountains are the size of the Patriarch's Hall, and they are ranked in order.

Each level of cultivators above Emperor Xuan will also distinguish between strength and weakness.

It's like he Lu Qi'er is now just an eighth-order martial cultivator who has fallen into the realm, but he is still particularly handy against a Xuan Emperor Triple Heaven Cultivator like Yang Zhantian, who seems to be cobbled together.

In the punch and kick, there is no need to worry too much, there is a fist to punch, there is a foot to the foot.

The only things that really made him feel unhappy were the disgusting guys in the westernmost part of the west of the Miasma Mountain.

A punch and a kick are all calculations, not to mention one more punch, not even more than half a punch.

So at this moment, Lu Qi'er is thinking, what kind of incarnation does Bao Yatou say every day, and the nearly 1,000-meter-high swamp monster that can not only disgust people but also kill people, is all nonsense after he Lu Qi'er drank two more sips of wine, and he was not strong enough to drink.

This makes him very worried, saying that he is nonsense, after all, he has the absolute upper hand in the stories he teaches, and he is also the protagonist of the powerful and abnormal, any punch that can kill can make Xu Xiaozi scare the monster that pees his pants, and his feet can kick away, even your master Liu Demishen thinks it is a tricky monster.

After all, where is the monster in the god-man ruins on the edge of Dongzhou in the west so easy to kill, to put it mildly, they have always won more and lost less in the nearly seven or eight thousand years of expedition with the other party.

But there is one point, that is, what makes Lu Qi'er feel worried, the girl actually said that he can't drink enough, and he can't drink enough?

Let's ask Lu Qi'er in the four peaks and one stream of this miasma mountain, and then count those ordinary people who are confused at the foot of the mountain, which one dares to pat his chest and say a word, can he have a large number of Lu Qi'er?

Yang Zhantian in front of Lu Qi'er was not so leisurely and leisurely, he thought that it was a Xuan Li Breaking Heaven, which was equivalent to the reluctance of ordinary Xuan Xiu Duo Tian to cultivate the Seven Realms.

But this hundred-foot-tall martial cultivation body, among the classics he Yang Zhantian had read, was not a Seven Realms martial cultivator, at least not an ordinary Seven Realms.

As a result, there were not so many chaotic thoughts in Yang Zhantian's mind, because the martial arts cultivator on the opposite side turned into an outer body, and in an instant, the wind was so big that it tore through the space.

However, it is around that Yang Zhantian is an inferior Emperor Xuandi Triple Heaven, and in the end it is also a Triple Heaven.

Yang Zhantian's sleeves waved forward, several like small towers, like black nails, like the desk in the secular literati's study, and a few things that looked like jade and non-jade, with a decent appearance, hanging in front of him, as if arranging troops, listed side by side.

Immediately, it was like a sword and scattered in all directions, fleeting and even faster, half a blink of an eye, a total of five pieces, all of which were extremely extravagant sixth-order mysterious weapons, as if they were arranged in advance, each looking for their own direction, like aimless and nonsensical, in fact, it was very exquisite.

It is a set of extremely long-standing formations that originated from the formation alliance.

The martial statue's outer body was extremely slow to punch to the ground, and that set of formations had already been successfully arranged on its own.

The formation took root, and the Xuan power operated, bringing up the surrounding spiritual power like a whirlwind tornado, gathering in the eye of the formation.

So between heaven and earth, on the right side of the peak, the spiritual power is like a waterfall flowing backwards, pouring straight into it.

The huge fist like a boulder on the outside of the Fa Xiang covered the top of Yang Zhantian's head/

There was an extremely muffled sound of "bang", like beating gongs and drums under the covers.

Where the fist of the outer body of the Fa Xiang touched, there were ripples in circles, and then sank.

Among them, it is like starlight, gushing out a little starlight.

Yang Zhantian shook his wide-sleeved robe, and said softly: " This set of formations is called the Soul Lock, it is those old guys who have spent a lot of effort, this dismantling and that dismantling, fighting and making up for this to spell out the suitable, and spent the same lot of thought on it, inscribed the formation runes on it, this will be like this, the use is narrow, designed for the upper three realms, and it is also the sword cultivation is especially good, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is to specialize in sword cultivation, but those two old guys swished, for fear that I would not use it, and there are a lot of taboos, or the particularly tricky kind, but I didn't expect that the sword cultivation did not prevent it, but it was used on your martial arts cultivation, which is a particularly unexpected gain, presumably those two guys knew, on the contrary, it is more happy. ”

The outer body of the statue withdrew a punch that seemed to hit a sponge, and then turned the fist into a leg and fell towards the sky.

This time the sound was as loud as thunder, and the stone statues on the side of Rao were all slightly bumpy.

It's just the same as before, not the same.

Whether it's this punch or kick, the feeling of falling is the same.

Lu Qi'er looked ahead, and probably understood that the main purpose of that formation was not to stop, but to guide, guide him with this punch and kick.

Lu Qi'er stepped forward, then two steps, followed by three steps and four steps, and said: "Like you, if it were on our side of the mountain, I am afraid that I would have been beaten by that bad-tempered guy a day, after all, there are a lot of words." ”

Then, Lu Qi'er jumped up with one leg and went up high, and the stone bar under his feet that had already transformed into a magic weapon class was broken.