"Ling'er, come back." Just as Wang Qingmin stepped forward and was about to make a heavy hand, the man in purple said beside him.

The female monk who was confronting Wang Qingmin glared at Wang Qingmin fiercely, turned around and returned to her team.

"In Xia Zhao Shuang, I have seen this fellow Daoist." The purple-clothed man waved his hand to let the rest of his team wait there, and he came up to salute Wang Qingmin.

"Your Excellency let that nun test me, I don't know what happened?" Wang Qingmin's face was cold.

"It's nothing, I just want to test the strength of Daoyou, and invite Daoyou to join our team, I don't know what about friendship?" The man in purple smiled.

"Hmph, I'm not interested." After Wang Qingmin finished speaking, he turned his head and left.

Now there are too many people around, and it is inconvenient to do it. If he followed his previous practice, this team would not let go of any of them, and they would all be killed.

"Stop!"

Wang Qingmin didn't want to do it, but the man in purple refused to let him go.

"You're looking for me?" Wang Qingmin turned around and looked at the purple-clothed man who was leaning towards him.

"Since Daoist friends are so ignorant of lifting, then don't blame me for being rude." The monk's approaching body flickered, turned into a purple phantom, and struck at Wang Qingmin

Make a punch.

"You're looking for death!" Wang Qingmin was no longer polite at the moment, and the Divine Thunder Breaking Heaven Palm was launched, heading towards the monk's fist.

I saw a cloud of thunder light instantly appear in his palm, and the lightning was shining, illuminating the surroundings.

In a flash of thunder, a fist and a palm had collided together.

"Boom!" A violent explosion was heard, thunder sparked, and a violent energy emanated from the place where the two were fighting.

That monk should have practiced a strong physique, and collided with Wang Qingmin's heaven-breaking palm that blessed thunder and lightning, but he didn't fall behind at all.

"What kind of palm is this, it's so strong!" Unlike Wang Qingmin, who used the Divine Thunder to break the sky palm for the first time to fight with people, he is quite confident in his physique, and he lives now

However, he was really surprised by the fact that he couldn't knock out the other party.

The people of the same team of the people in purple have slowly surrounded them, but they have not made a move, and from the current situation, it seems that the people in purple have the upper hand.

The speed of the battle between the two became faster and faster, and they slowly turned into two figures, one purple and one black, and collided in a small area.

Just as Wang Qingmin was thinking about whether he needed to use his heirloom skills to kill it in one fell swoop, this person withdrew from the battle circle and stopped attacking him.

"The Taoist friend is exquisite, and he has received the teaching, and he said that he will come to teach again." After the man in purple finished speaking, he waved his hand and left with his small team in a hurry.

Wang Qingmin looked at the purple-clothed man who was gradually moving away, his eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed.

He was sure that this man in purple was the same as him, and he was also murderous, but considering the other people around him who were watching, he chose to leave, I am afraid that the next time we meet,

It's just a fight to the death.

"Okay, interesting, the next time we meet, it's your death." Wang Qingmin thought silently in his heart.

Seeing that there was no excitement to see, the people around them dispersed one by one and continued their conversation.

The battle between Wang Qingmin and the purple-clothed man still spread, attracting the attention of the two monks. The two monks, a man and a woman, did not see the king with their own eyes

Kyungmin fought with the man in purple, but when they heard what the two were fighting, they couldn't help but be suspicious.

The two inquired again and again, and finally determined that the exercise used by Wang Qingmin was actually the Divine Thunder Breaking Heaven Palm that had been lost in the sect.

It is rumored that their sect's Divine Thunder Breaking Heaven Palm Technique was stolen by a traitor disciple of the sect and fled to the abyss of evil. Although in the end, the sect also organized people to come to find it

Looking, but in the end, they found nothing, but I didn't expect to be met by them today to use this kind of palm technique.

"Senior sister, it seems that this person named Hu Yue has the secret book of our sect hidden in him, and this time he will take it back and let those dead old men see how strong we are."

I saw the male monk say fiercely.

"Senior brother, I listen to you." The friar's voice was a little rough, but her appearance was quite beautiful.

This man and woman did all kinds of evil in their sect, which made everyone in the sect hear about it. Not surprisingly, the two of them were driven into this evil abyss by their sect, but they didn't think about it.

The two actually formed a Taoist couple here, and now they have encountered this kind of practice that has been lost in the sect, and the two vow to go back and make the people in that sect look good.

In addition to these two people, one other person also noticed Wang Qingmin. This man was white and clean, and his body was small, like a scholar.

For this Divine Thunder Breaking Heaven Palm, he had heard it from the elders of his sect, and it was a very domineering exercise. Unexpectedly, he had the opportunity to obtain this kind of exercise now, and this scholarly monk also paid attention to Wang Qingmin.

Wang Qingmin didn't know that he had now become the center of several waves of people's storms, all of whom wanted to kill him.

After another two days of waiting, the human army finally finished assembling and began to set up.

Wang Qingmin has already experienced this scene once, and it is the first scene he saw in the Asking Immortals Technique to induce exercises.

At the edge of a huge abyss, the human army and some black monsters were facing each other, and Wang Qingmin's figure was in the middle of the human monks, and there was an empty space around him.

Now I understand that it is not that the people around him are deliberately avoiding him, but that he is the only one left in his team, and everyone else has been killed by him.

Wang Qingmin's figure was very conspicuous in the dense crowd, after all, he was alone in the position of a dozen people, and compared to other areas crowded with monks, he stood out here.

These days, both the human army and the Warcraft army are ready, and this is a battle of life and death, and both sides have reasons why they cannot lose.

Whether it is the abyss demon beast side or the human side, they have hidden their own existence above the god transformation stage, and use this battle in the primordial infant stage to decide who will have the final say at the edge of the abyss in the future.

"Kill!" shouted out of nowhere, as if the entire battlefield was ignited in an instant, and an earth-shattering battle began.

The combined forces of humans and demon beasts are like two sharp swords, plunging into the demonic beast array on the opposite side. And the abyss demonic beast side was not ambiguous, and the astonishing murderous aura almost condensed into substance, causing the will of some weak-willed demon beasts and humans to collapse.

The speed of the monk was so fast, in a few breaths, the two armies collided together, and the terrifying roar began to be accompanied by a terrible scream before death.

"Boom!" In the middle of a fierce battle, a human primordial infant committed suicide.

"Boom!" "Boom!" ……

This violent sound was like opening another door, and the battle instantly entered a white heat, the Yuan Infant was violent, and the Demon Pill was violent...... These loud noises suppressed the rumbling spell clashes on the battlefield, and became the main theme of death on the battlefield.

Wang Qingmin only felt that his blood kept pouring up his brain, the mana in his whole body was boiling, and the Xiaoyao Wuji Fan in his hand clenched involuntarily.

This is the battlefield, the battlefield of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and he is now one of them.

Wang Qingmin flashed past one pair after another of humans and demonic beasts who were fighting, and advanced towards the depths of the demonic beast army.

"Human, die!" A rough voice came from his consciousness, and then a thick black stick slashed down at Wang Qingmin's head.

"Boom!" There was a violent sound, and Wang Qingmin, who couldn't dodge, had to wave the Xiaoyao Wuji Fan in his hand to block it, and his body was hit to the ground by an incomparably powerful force.

Retreat.

Wang Qingmin's figure immediately flashed, and then, at the place where he was shot down, the black stick struck there with a whining sound.

"Boom ......" rocks flew and the earth cracked.

In the smoke and dust, a huge abyss demon ape with a height of nearly three meters appeared in sight......

Wang Qingmin spat out a mouth full of mud, and spread his free fan, the Netherworld Fire Curse.

"Bell!" A bell rang out, and the demon ape was fixed there. The loud sound in its ears made it dizzy, and even its hands holding sticks trembled.

Assassination swordsmanship, kill!

Wang Qingmin immediately waved his hand, and a white light flew towards the abyss demon ape.