"Nonsense!"

Yang Qi stabbed with a spear again, and the spear shadow blended into the space, like chaos penetrating the universe, silently, and the next moment appeared behind the young man in yellow clothes.

"Since that's the case, I'll let you know how powerful the Zhuxian King is, dare to despise the Zhuxian King, in the sky and on the ground, you are the first. The yellow-clothed young man turned his body violently and bombarded the tip of the spear with a punch again, no matter how mysterious the spear of the god of the underworld was, he was always able to reach a point of true qi condensation at the tip of the spear in a millimeter of the peak, causing the true qi to collapse at once.

"Eternal Heavenly Song!"

Yang Qi chanted a loud heavenly song again, and his dense aura was blessed, the light of strength, the light of protection, the light of sharpness, the light of enlightenment, the light of time and space, and the light of reincarnation......... Countless primeval divine techniques are piling up on his body as if he were not capital, and at this moment, his strength, martial arts realm, skill ability, defense ability, ........ everything is rising steadily.

And in addition, the negative blessing aura of the Eternal Heavenly Song landed on the body of the yellow-clothed inch-headed young man, what "nightmare light, weak light, bloodsucking light, upside-down light, chaotic light, confused light, temptation light....... are also dozens, making the strength and momentum of this yellow-clothed inch-headed young man actually greatly weakened, and the whole person has a little staggering taste.

"It's ........" The young man in yellow roared and said: "So many primeval divine arts, what kind of qigong is this? A singing voice actually contains hundreds of primeval divine arts, so many auras, it's a pity that I met me!

He flipped his hand, rubbed the token of the Immortal King, and a breath of true qi sprayed up, and suddenly the same aura appeared on his head, actually dispelling all the negative aura.

Yang Qi's eyes shrank violently, originally this kind of eternal heavenly song could not be dispelled or destroyed at all. However, now it has been dispersed, the first is that Yang Qi's strength is actually not the Heavenly Rank Realm, but the soul has reached the Heavenly Rank, and it cannot exert the true power of the Eternal Heavenly Song. Only when he is truly promoted to the Heavenly Rank realm can he exert the invincible ability of the Eternal Heavenly Song.

Second, it is the yellow-clothed young man's Zhu Xian King's talisman is too powerful, this is not his own power, but the power of the Zhu Immortal King, back then, the Zhu Immortal King pushed three thousand worlds, invincible, challenging the gods, what a divine might? The left talisman can dispel Yang Qi's incomplete eternal heavenly song now, that is a small meaning.

"It's useless! The battle has just begun, you have to use the token of the Immortal King, show your own strength, let me see how powerful you are, so that you dare to speak out here." ”

Yang Qi struck hard at the other party's confidence, held the spear in his left hand, and changed out the killing move of the primeval god, and the elegy of dusk appeared, and each spear technique would bring a bright light of dusk, a poignant elegy.

At the same time, he struck out the Hand of God, the Heavenly Divine Fist, with his right hand.

The five major killing moves of "creation", "destruction", "nature", "immortality" and "eternity" were killed by him repeatedly, and the bombardment was so that the sky and the earth cracked, and this labyrinth began to crack everywhere. To what extent did he comprehend space? As soon as the seventh-order Divine Insect Mother Worm was refined, the huge ancient memory inheritance of time and space penetrated deep into the sea of soul consciousness, and now his every move was mixed with time and space, and there was an irresistible general trend condensed in martial arts.

"The talisman of the Immortal King belongs to me, it has been integrated with me, and what I use is my own power. The young man in yellow said: "Boy, let you see what the power really belongs to me." Zhu Xian Halberd!"

Swish!

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and suddenly a mouthful of Fang Tian Painting Halberd appeared in his hand, and the edge of the Fang Tian Painting Halberd was all mottled with historical traces, and it was also stained with the blood of countless gods and demons, obviously killing countless powerful figures.

Back then, the prince also made such a Zhuxian halberd, but it was broken by Yang Qi, and now this yellow-clothed young man's Zhuxian halberd doesn't know how many times stronger than the prince back then, it is even more wonderful, Fang Tian's halberd was waved, when it was shot in the air, and in an instant, the infinite power of Zhuxian gushed out, and a sea of divine power appeared in the air, rushing, roaring, agitating, clouds and water were angry, and wind and thunder were agitated.

Kill!

The young man in yellow waved his halberd and burst out with a strong will to fight: "Eternal Night!"

A trick was stacked, and suddenly it was eternal, the long night came, the sun and the moon did not open, the day and night were dark, the dark divine power shrouded the void, and between heaven and earth, everything lost its color.

"Open it for me!" Yang Qi's spear slashed horizontally, crashing and flying into the primeval sky, everything was torn apart in the depths of nothingness, and the long night was torn apart, and a bright light appeared.

"Reincarnation!"

The young man in yellow didn't think so, and waved the halberd again, and many silk threads appeared on the halberd edge, and these silk threads seemed to run through the warp and weft of Qiankun, and at a slight mention, the whole universe was lifted up like a marionette.

One by one, the path of reincarnation was opened.

The circle of reincarnation bombarded Yang Qi.

"The gods control, suppress hell!" Yang Qi pressed his backhand, his footsteps stepped on the space, suppressed everything, and with himself as the center, a wave of ripples emitted out, and the pure land of the gods appeared, expanding outward.

"Heaven and earth are sad together!"

The young man in yellow had a solemn gaze, he also knew at this moment that Yang Qi seemed to be the biggest rival in his life, and he didn't dare to have any slackness, he opened his mouth and sprayed, countless bright fountains shot out, and suddenly the heavens and the earth were crying, all were sad and angry, and a breath of hatred and hatred was transmitted. In this instant, Yang Qi seemed to feel that he had become the enemy of this heaven and earth, and the entire universe of heaven and earth was grieving and angry, and it seemed that he had a hatred for the heavens.

The Fang Tian Painting Halberd jumped, and every time it jumped, it was like a dragon and snake rising up and killing in front of him.

"Twisted!" Yang Qi was not surprised, and the spear of the god of the underworld circled out the rules, and came out in a twist.

"Heaven and earth are sorrowful, well! This heaven and earth will not allow me, so I will destroy it and reshape it again, heaven and earth are shaped by the gods, and if heaven and earth resist me, they will rebel against the gods, and they will be rebellious. Destroy the world and return to chaos!"

On Yang Qi's head, an ancient god elephant appeared, the shadow of this god elephant was clearer, the size was huge, and it was designed to restrain the laws of the universe.

Yang Qi grabbed it out with one hand, and his palm actually grabbed the sharp edge of the Fang Tian Painting Halberd like a crescent moon.

This edge can cut everything, but it can't cut through Yang Qi's palm, and Yang Qi firmly grasped it in his hand, motionless. The young man in yellow finally changed color.

"Zhuxian ace!"

He finally cast the token again, and a fairy power erupted, turning into a tall and vague shadow in the air.

This shadow is the primordial imprint in the token of the Zhuxian King, a wisp of the original will, which comes from the natal will of the Zhuxian King, a little bit, can shock the heavens and make countless people surrender.

Bang!

Sword Seventeen's whole body shook, and all the auras exploded, falling into the Pure Land of the Gods.

Yang Qi was also shocked all over his body, feeling that all his qigong had been greatly suppressed, and his whole body was trembling. Every time he trembled, his soul was infected by that shadow, and his divine true qi was collapsing inch by inch.

"Haha, die, die! Since you are not the inheritance of the Zhuxian King, and you don't have the token of the Zhuxian King, then, it is better to deal with you, as soon as the will of the Zhuxian King comes out, the heavens and the earth are shaken, this King of the Ten Thousand Worlds was originally created by the Zhuxian King and countless immortals, my token is the will of the entire Wang Tu, do you dare to resist?

The young man in yellow laughed: "When I go out, my strength will continue to rise!"

"Mark of the Gods.........

Yang Qi knew that this matter was not trivial under the pressure of the Zhu Immortal King, when he killed the crown prince and got the token of the Zhu Immortal King, he was just about to refine, the will of the Zhu Immortal King broke out, and he flew away through the air, and he couldn't stop it, and now the will of the Zhu Immortal King was completely urged, and this secular view was almost no existence stronger than the will of the Zhu Immortal King, and even in countless immortal realms, there were almost no stronger than the will of the Zhu Immortal King.

However, there is one thing that can, and that is the Mark of the Gods.

Airplanes!

Yang Qi silently poured the blood of the gods into the mark of the gods, and suddenly exploded!

The world was shocked, Wang Tu was shattered, and a supreme golden man's eyebrows erupted from his heart, only to appear, the light was shining, and the entire Wang Tu was trembling, as if he had met a nemesis, this piece of space was gone, and it became the corridor of the gods, the palace of the gods, and the tall will of the Immortal King seemed to be stunned.

This piece of heaven and earth was immediately in a kind of eternal picture.

It was still.

I don't know how long it was, maybe it was a few hours, maybe it was a moment, the tall will of the Immortal King suddenly moved, and his hands waved out all kinds of pictures, and he blatantly shot at the mark of the gods.

This is a contest between kings and gods.

Whether it was Yang Qi or the yellow-clothed young man, they couldn't see clearly at this moment, they only saw the energy of the infinite golden light and the power of the Immortal colliding together.

Bang!

Then, Yang Qi was shocked and retreated, the whole person didn't know the south, south, north, west, and north, and the yellow-clothed young man let out a terrible scream, obviously irreparably damaged: "Yang Qi, I remember you, you actually have the mark of the gods, how could it fall on you, no, it can't really be a mythical thing, but only with this thing can I restrain the mind of the Zhuxian King, no! I want to inherit the Dao system of the Zhuxian King, kill you completely....... you wait......"

In that distant voice, the yellow-clothed young man disappeared, and the mark of the gods returned to the center of his eyebrows.

In the air, a pool of blood appeared, which was left behind by the young man in yellow clothes.

Yang Qi stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the blood condensed into a drop and fell on his hand, he opened the eyes of the Lord and slowly observed.

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