The flame orangutan was extremely powerful, and under the magic of ten thousand transformations, Qing Li was dyed with endless power, and his hands slapped out, tearing apart the fire dragon that the lotus flower had turned into.

There is a sevenfold spiritual cultivator, whose body is blooming, full of seven-colored divine bodies, and the terrifying power instantly slashes the fire dragon.

The sword shadow roared, the fire phoenix looked up to the sky, and Qing Yushang actually appeared in the crowd, she was influenced by Qing Li, and similarly, she didn't seem to have a good impression of Ye Wuchen.

The lotus array plunged straight into the earth, absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth, as the operating energy, the rune light shone, the formation roared, and the fire dragon that was burned out condensed again.

The bright red fire lotus carries the power of the formation, as long as the foundation of the formation is not destroyed, it will always operate, and the lotus will not disperse.

The terrifying flames are like a furnace, and the temperature inside them becomes faster and faster, and the flames bake the heavens and the earth, blooming with dazzling light.

However, no one showed up this time, and the Qing Mansion was still very quiet, as if there had been an agreement.

Qing Li is fierce, he can alone block six fire lotuses with his combat strength, he fought hard, but the flames were extinguished, condensed again, and never ended.

The formation gathers the power of heaven and earth, as long as heaven and earth are not destroyed, the fire lotus will not disperse, but the monks are different, dozens of figures have been devoured by the fire dragon at this moment.

And this seems to be just the beginning, the flames are endless, but the spiritual power in their bodies is constantly consumed, and their divine consciousness is consumed, like an abyss.

The aura of the beast king exploded, the crowd was dispersed by the flames, Qing Li fought alone, his face became more and more embarrassed, even if he was strong, but he was so consumed, sooner or later he would be devoured by the fire dragon.

In the formation, the sword qi storm was raging, and it was a figure, with short blue eyes and hair, which seemed to be extremely familiar.

The long sword in his hand was drawn, constantly slashing the fire lotus, the sword intent surged, and the phantom pierced the body of the fire dragon, and one person could block it alone.

The power of space bloomed, the long sword in his hand was accumulated, and there was a dignified color on his face, and his breath was restrained, but the sword soul exploded to the extreme.

A sword was swung out, there was no fancy skills, it was very simple, it was very simple, it was directly bombarded on the formation, and the will of space was condensed, attached to the formation, and it actually tore a hole.

The girl's body was vigorous, and as soon as she spun in the air, she flew out of the opening, and then the formation was closed, and the fire dragon was still there.

The girl glanced back at the phantom that had been burned in the flames, and before anyone could even scream, it had already turned into ashes.

The formation is terrifying, but the people who set it up are even more otherworldly.

If you can understand this formation, and you can lay it down in three days, the formation is booming, and everything is strangled, and this person is in the room.

The girl stepped forward and slowly walked into the door, her angry figure pointing directly at the person who set up the formation.

"Ye Wuchen, you liar! You're a complete liar!" the girl pointed at Ye Wuchen's nose and scolded.

It seemed that he was still angry, and directly hugged Ye Wuchen's arms, holding on to it, as if he was afraid of losing.

"Ye Wuchen, you say! Why did you drive me away! The sword score you gave me clearly means that you still care about me! But why do you say that I am not worthy of listening to your preaching!"

The girl was in tears, she seemed to be extremely sad, and her little hand smashed on Ye Wuchen's chest, extremely aggrieved, it was Zhou Zhixin.

His eyes opened, looking at the girl in front of him, Ye Wuchen shook his head, got up and said, "There are some things that I can't control, just like now." ”

"Hmph, I don't care, I just want you to answer me, are the words you said to me true!" Zhou Zhixin spread her hand, her beautiful eyes glared at Ye Wuchen, and asked strongly.

"Are my words so important to you?" Ye Wuchen said.

"Important! Of course it's important! I want you to answer me now!" Zhou Zhixin didn't give up.

Ye Wuchen smiled lightly, the girl in front of him seemed to be very serious, he looked at the lotus array outside the window, and said slowly: "It's not true, you are very good, at least the formation that can be broken, compared to the people trapped in the formation, you are much stronger." ”

"Really! Then let's hook up, don't lie!" Zhou Zhixin was very serious, but his face was full of excitement.

"Forehead ......" Ye Wuchen paused, but was pulled up by his little hand, broke his fingers, and pulled the hook to agree.

"Okay, since an agreement has been reached, let's go quickly!" Zhou Zhixin jumped and looked at Ye Wuchen.

"Where are we going?" asked Ye Wuchen.

"Aren't you stupid? Of course you're fleeing from the Qing Clan! While your formation hasn't dissipated, let's go quickly!" Zhou Zhixin said.

Ye Wuchen smiled, he looked at the girl's innocent eyes, and said shallowly: "Girl, I am already very relieved that you can come to see me, while the sky has not changed, hurry up!"

"The sky hasn't changed yet, Ye Wuchen, can you make it clear!" Zhou Zhixin was a little anxious, but Ye Wuchen was very indifferent, he looked up at the sky.

There seemed to be another pair of eyes, spying on everything about him.

Outside, the lotus array roared, the flames filled the heavens and the earth, and the endless flames continued to burn Qingli's body, he was coiled by the fire dragon, and it seemed that there were already signs of defeat.

"Boom!" The will of heaven and earth converged, and the old man in black robe, who had never made a move, blasted out with one palm, and the endless power gathered, with the power of divine power, and wiped out the lotus array.

In the face of the raging power of the gods, the formation appeared vulnerable, the lotus flower was strangled, the fire dragon was melted by the breath, and the formation stagnated.

The old man slapped out again, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and the power of the gods sank the earth, and the courtyard array was directly crushed and shattered.

With the power of the two palms, the Nine Turns Lotus Array was directly shattered, Qing Li's figure emerged, and there were still more than a dozen spirit body cultivators, all of whom were as many as six folds, all supported by cultivation.

Those few people landed, their faces were embarrassed, they originally had the belief of annihilating Ye Wuchen in one fell swoop, but they were almost killed by a large array.

Qing Li roared angrily, he had already suffered countless humiliations on Ye Wuchen, there were too many amazing things about this son.

The two great souls in the past, now the formation attainment is against the sky, and there will be adventures in him.

"Live him! Don't kill him! This is the intention of the patriarch!" The old man of the Divine Martial said coldly, he didn't want to make a move, but Ye Wuchen actually had a lotus array to the bottom.

Dozens of spirit body cultivators were wiped out to more than a dozen, and if he didn't make a move, I am afraid that even Qingli would die among them.

"Mole ant, you take your life quickly!" Qing Li was close to madness at the moment, he was tortured by Ye Wuchen, he had enough!

He didn't care what the patriarch wanted, he wanted to kill Ye Wuchen!

The endless heavenly fire roared, and the golden divine body around Qing Li directly appeared, and he swung out his fists, carrying endless rage, and blasted to kill.

The house was shattered in an instant, and Ye Wuchen's body leaped, and his body was urging, directly dodging the past.

More than a dozen figures followed, including Qing Yusheng, who was also among them, all of them were suppressed by the lotus array, and the anger in their hearts was no less than that of Qing Li.

The fire phoenix soared into the sky, and the surging waves of flames directly killed Ye Wuchen, his footsteps moved, and the door of the void behind him opened.

Divine and clean, the golden crow carries the fire of the sun, and also goes head-on, the divine birds fight, and the two world-destroying flames collide, raising the sky-high light.

Qing Yushang made a move, Ye Wuchen was not surprised, this woman was erased from her memory, and when she met again, she was no longer a confidant beauty, but an opponent who wanted to kill him.

Fate makes people and creates the world, who can predict that since the beauty has gone, Ye Wuchen will no longer leave his hands.

He held the Heavenly Burial Sword Soul in his hand, and his body directly killed Qing Yushang, the sword intent gushed, condensing the giant sword phantom, and it was omnipotent.

Qing Yushang's breath was cold, her body bloomed with purple and gold, and there was endless heavenly fire behind her, turning into a fire phoenix to fight to kill the golden crow and kill Ye Wuchen.

Qing Li also followed, his fist marks were fierce, and his whole body was like a mad beast, rushing madly.

At this moment, Ye Wuchen is alone, Zhou Zhixin has been taken away by Zhou Ming, and no one will interfere tonight.

Whoever meddles is against the patriarch, and the Qing clan has no place for him.

The elders didn't make a move, precisely because Ye Wuchen was a junior, if they crushed Ye Wuchen, the Qing clan's prestige would not be said, and they would also be ridiculed by the juniors.

So let Qing Li and Qing Yushang represent and capture Ye Wuchen.

In the face of the killing Qingli, Ye Wuchen didn't care, the sword soul in his hand was burned to the extreme, and the blood moon was born, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.

Qing Yushang has the blessing of the divine body, but he is still a little afraid, and the meaning of the burial is piercing, as if it has the power to bury the common people.

Ye Wuchen's attack was rapid, and it was obvious that the people around him were also aware of it.

Dozens of spirit body cultivators took off at the same time, they were all sixfold spirit bodies, and the divine bodies appeared, and their breath directly blocked in front of Qing Yushang's body, wiping out the sword intent.

At this moment, Qing Li was also killed, Ye Wuchen failed to strike a blow, and he could only resist hard in the face of the domineering fist print, and his body was blasted out several meters away.

He had not fully recovered from his injuries, and at this moment, he was punched again, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face turned pale in an instant.

In the void, Zhou Zhixin, who was imprisoned by the breath, looked at Ye Wuchen's situation below, tears flowed, she understood what Ye Wuchen said at this moment.

Qing Li was able to bring so many people here, how could Qing Wuxuan not know that no one from the Qing clan had appeared so far, representing that the Qing clan had acquiesced in the assassination of Ye Wuchen.

It's not that Ye Wuchen won't leave, but that the Qing Clan's mansion tonight is designed for Ye Wuchen alone, and it is impossible for him to leave.

The light of the endless spell penetrated Ye Wuchen's body, no matter how subtle his body technique was, his skills were dwarfed in the face of monks whose realm was higher than too many.

The golden blood flowed, Ye Wuchen had been dyed into a bloody figure at this moment, he fought hard alone, facing Qingli's countless fist marks, the power of the divine body was unstoppable.

The fire phoenix attacked, Ye Wuchen was blasted out again, his body was pierced, and the blood couldn't be stopped at all, but he still got up tenaciously.

The ancient tree of life urged, and the terrifying healing power was the source that supported Ye Wuchen to stand up, and the vast lake in the palace of life was being consumed frantically at the moment.

The injury was too serious, and the Ancient Tree of Life was also weak, Ye Wuchen's eyes were clear, and there was no trace of submission on his face.

Although he didn't know when he would fall.

Qing Yushang continued to bloom with flames, and Ye Wuchen attacked and killed her, making her feel extremely angry, the golden crow had disappeared, and Ye Wuchen could only draw his sword to resist.

Knocked down countless times, but getting up countless times, such a scene is so painful.

Zhou Zhixin's tears rained down, she was unfair for Ye Wuchen and shameful for the Qing family.

But this is the world of martial arts, there is no fairness at all, and those who can survive to the end will always be only the strong.