Snort!

The source qi was confused, fluttering and shaking, and condensed into a spear again.

It's just that this spear is very different from the original. A golden arrow-like light squirted thin on the body of the gun.

Qingji held a gun in his hand, and the whole person was also bathed in the glow of a golden flame boiling.

Airplanes!

The source qi spear was like a dragon going out to sea, flying out of his hand and breaking into the void.

Qingji's body follows like a shadow, and it also rises to the sky.

One thousandth of an eye is less than an eye, and the Qingji is the first to come, surpassing the spear.

He reached out and grasped the tip of the gun, and Huo Di swept his arm.

It's like a dragon swinging its tail. The violent and incomparable fluctuation of the source power shook the entire void with a piercing sonic boom.

"W-What kind of marksmanship is this?"

Fifth Ancestor Qing Fusheng was suddenly dumbfounded, and he almost stared out a pair of eyes.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have expected it.

The second shot of the overlord's three guns was actually reversed, and the spear was reversed.

Causes the spearman to violently pull out the tail of the gun and smash it into the enemy like a stick.

Is this the so-called pulling out of the mountains and covering the world? This, can this still be considered marksmanship?

Surprised in his heart, Qing Fusheng didn't dare to hesitate for a moment.

With a three-edged spear, once again show the Rain Pear Spear in the Pear Blossom Spear Technique.

This time, there was no rain all over the place. Instead, it condensed into a bowl-sized snow-bright spear flower.

This spear flower seemed to be not powerful, but the incomparably sharp and violent gun intent fluctuations contained in it made the entire Void Small Battle Platform shake slightly.

Bang!

The two shots fought, and the tail of the source qi gun that fell from the top of the cover smashed with an unstoppable momentum, smashing the spear flower formed by the five ancestors gathering thousands of guns to pieces.

Cha! Cha! Cha!

Under the same realm and the same level, Qingji's domineering power with a strange spear momentum really has the power to pull out the mountain and cover the world.

smashed so much that the eyes of the five ancestors were full of gold stars, and their arms trembled, and they could barely hold the gun in their hands.

He retreated seven steps in succession, barely unloading his strength and standing still. Wow, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

But he saw that Qingji took advantage of the bullet at the end of the gun, stretched out his hands and held the spear. Then he stepped in mid-air and turned around.

"The third shot of the overlord's three guns, the land is the emperor!"

Click!

Thunderbolts swept across the sky, and thunder suddenly appeared. A little bit of gunfire shines through the sky.

Everyone on Chiyin Peak, under the oppression of this momentum like the abyss and the sea, fell into a panic of the coming end of the world and their eyes as if they were blind.

It is said that Qing Ji used the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Meng Yuan Realm to move the overlord marksmanship, and it was difficult for many god refining powerhouses, including the ancestor of the Taishang, to lose their souls no matter what.

But he had experienced the Blood Sea World of the Heavenly Sword Blood Emperor, and endured the endless torture of time stagnation and loneliness in it.

In addition, he witnessed the indestructible defeat of the young man Qing Chiyin and the majestic bloody battles that rose from the micro end.

Qingji's martial arts state of mind and vision are not inferior to those of the five ancestors Qingfusheng who ask the sky.

And after stepping on Chiyin Peak, with the blood sea imprint given by Qing Chiyin. The terrifying means he possessed were far beyond the shackles of the Qi Refining Realm and even the God Refining Realm.

Now on the small battle platform of the void, although Qingji's cultivation has been beaten back to its original realm of the Great Perfection of the Abyss.

However, many of the martial arts essences he had previously obtained from the Blood Sea World and the Blood Sea Seal had already been integrated into his soul and existed in his body.

Even the rules of ancient battles are completely impossible to deprive and suppress.

It's like his opponent, Fifth Ancestor Qing Fusheng, at this moment, even if he is hindered by the rules of the battle platform, he can only exert his cultivation in the Meng Yuan Realm.

But when it comes to martial arts state of mind, combat awareness, and fighting experience, it still belongs to the level of the Taishang power of Long Fei Nine Heavens.

Similarly, how can it really be compared to the frog-like warrior of Ikei?

Therefore, Qing Ji's spear was stabbed, in addition to the restriction of cultivation, almost the essence of "demarcating the land as the emperor" in the qi refining realm has been completely revealed.

The majesty of its guns and the breadth of its artistic conception are almost equivalent to the presence of the items in the sunshine.

If the overlord and remnant emperor on Wusheng Mountain saw it, he would definitely be amazed and ashamed.

Because even if it is Xiang Ji himself, he is in a state of broken soul and about to perish. It was categorically unable to cultivate in the Qi Refining Realm, so he interpreted the majesty of the overlord's marksmanship to such a majestic state.

"Impossible! This kid is now in the same realm and at the same level as this seat, but how can he be transcendent and use such a shot that swallows everything?

Could it be that the overlord Xiang Ji died and did not die, and possessed him with the resentment of the remnant soul? ”

Forcibly suppressing the violent throbbing from the depths of the divine soul, a look of doubt and horror flashed in the eyes of the Fifth Ancestor Qingfusheng.

"My life is mine, and my heart is invincible!"

In the face of the third shot of the Overlord who swept through and was about to swallow everything, no matter how shocked and unbelievable the Five Ancestors were, they had no time to think about it anymore.

In the flash of his thoughts, he had made up his mind.

No matter what it is today, even if he uses the last resort of killing a thousand enemies and inflicting eight hundred self-damage, he will definitely let the evil young man in front of him die here.

Otherwise, when it breaks through to the realm of refining gods, how can he compete with it?

At that time, even the entire vein behind him will inevitably be reduced to fish and meat, and will be ravaged and slaughtered by the other party.

Holding the gun in both hands, he slowly handed it forward from his chest. The expression of the five ancestors once again became sad and joyless, as indifferent as a stone sculpture.

At this moment, he finally abandoned the amazing ancient and modern pear blossom marksmanship, and turned to his own marksmanship.

The reason why this is so is not that Ewha marksmanship is not as good as the three guns of the overlord.

But the Fifth Ancestor Qingfusheng reluctantly found that under the same realm and the same level, if he used the pear flower marksmanship again, then he would not be Qingji's opponent anyway.

The other party's breath is now majestic and ferocious, and the gun intent is raging, which is simply equivalent to the overlord being reborn.

On the other hand, no matter the artistic conception and power of the pear flower spear, it is far from being comparable to the ancient red-faced spear saint.

Eliminate the advantages of one and the other, and make a judgment from the superior.

Now that we know that we will be defeated, of course, we must not stick to the path of despair. What's more, although the pear flower spear is ancient and modern, it belongs to the pear flower spear saint after all.

As one of the world's best marksmanship, the Fifth Ancestor Qingfusheng has long known that if he wants to truly transcend the sainthood with the gun in his hand, he must create his own way of marksmanship.

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

The shot stabbed by Fifth Ancestor Qing Fusheng seemed to be clumsy and slow, and the weather was flat.

But it is really that he has been tempered for half a life, and he is unique. It can be called a desperate shot that tears blood and wants to be holy with heaven.

At this time, the entire Void Small Battle Platform was covered by the arrogance of Qingji's "Zoning the Land for the Emperor".

Under the unrivaled power of the gun, the gun in Qing Fusheng's hand seemed to have been suppressed by an ancient mountain.

The already sluggish and sluggish body of the gun swayed, and it was about to fall off at any time.

But in the end, this Heavenly Asking Spear, which condensed the lifelong martial arts essence of a generation of peak refining powerhouses and even the power of the will of the state of mind, still stabbed out inch by inch, unswervingly.

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