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Without giving Zhao Shenbi any chance to defend himself, Liu Qing directly sacrificed the magic weapon that had already been ready to be launched in his sleeve robe, a dark cyan quaint token, which was bright in the sky.

He took a step back, pinched the trick with his left hand, and said something in his mouth, "Wind and rain are prosperous!"

The sky suddenly darkened.

In the sky and on the ground, a drop of crystal water the size of a thumb condensed, like a sharp dagger, slightly reversed its position in the air, and after aiming the needle-like part at Zhao Shenbi, it launched an overwhelming attack.

It is worthy of the Dao magic power exerted by the flow of land immortals, and with a single move, it has been able to affect the weather of heaven and earth, and the momentum is extremely huge, far from being comparable to the monks of the lower three realms.

Moreover, in every drop of water, there is a rich essence of water transportation, like meteorites falling from the sky, comparable to the full force of a monk in the Far Traveling Realm.

At this moment, the raindrops whistled in, equivalent to thousands of wandering monks' divine powers falling down at the same time.

Zhao Shenbi is already unavoidable.

Because within a radius of one mile, hundreds of garrison monks had already led the leader of the team, holding small array flags that were full of brilliance, condensing into a blue light curtain like water waves, trapping Zhao Shenbi in the center.

However, Zhao Shenbi had no intention of escaping.

Now that he has broken through the realm of manifestation and reached the middle stage of manifestation in one fell swoop, he has long been itchy and wants to find a few Jindan Earth Immortals to try his hand and see what level of his current combat power has reached.

His eyes were completely covered in red, and a disdainful sneer erupted from the corners of his mouth.

It's just the early stage of Yudan, is one punch enough?

After Zhao Shenbi raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, his body was suddenly wrapped in a layer of starlight that was rich to the substance, and there was a crackling sound from his bones, and his body was directly raised to more than a zhang, like a star giant falling from the sky.

Still no knife drawn.

On top of Zhao Shenbi's fists in both hands, pure black thunder with the thickness of his arms spurted out in an instant, turning into two thunder chains that stretched for hundreds of feet, and then he held them tightly in his hands and spun wildly.

There was thunder in every square inch, and there was a storm in the flatland.

Centered on the place where Zhao Shenbi stood, a fierce black thunder storm suddenly appeared, constantly rotating and impacting, exuding a rich power of destruction and withering.

Liu Qing's face was shocked, his expression became unprecedentedly solemn, and he was just about to increase the mana infusion in his hand, when he saw the torrential rain with a surging killing machine, swept by the power of thunder, it shook and collapsed on the spot, evaporating into a cloud.

"Disease!" Between the next breaths, a strong sense of crisis arose from Liu Qing's heart, and after he subconsciously sacrificed a blue light shield, he conjured up a light curtain like a sea tide, blocking in front of him.

Almost at the same time, a figure broke through the sky in the thunderstorm, the thunder of his right arm flowed like water, and his eyes were full of a chill like ice.

Zhao Shenbi's palm is a knife in his hand, which is a skill to remove armor.

The thunder surged, and this palm directly slashed into the weak point of the spiritual power of the light curtain.

However, after Zhao Shenbi's palm advanced an inch, it felt like he was in the vortex of the sea, and he was firmly absorbed in it, not only could he not continue to advance, but even he had a feeling that he was going to fall in.

Seeing this scene, Liu Qing still had a solemn look on his face, and turned to a smile, and even had time to say, "The strength is not small, but the magic weapon of the Jindan monk is not something that you junior can break." ”

He pinched the seal with his left hand, and the mana of his right hand poured into it like a torrent, making the light curtain that was like the sea tumbling even more turbulent, as if it was about to come out, completely submerging Zhao Shenbi's body.

Zhao Shenbi's eyes flashed with warlike intent, "This is a little interesting." ”

Zhao Shenbi completely put away the contempt that killed him with one punch, slowly adjusted his mentality, and became calm as water.

This Liu Qing is worthy of being a knot Dan Di Immortal, and he also entered this realm with the identity of Shan Zeye Xiu, I don't know how many hardships and hardships he has experienced and tragic battles, whether it is his heart, means, experience and ability, he is far more than those pampered sect monks.

After all, he was a person who pinned his head to the waistband of his trousers, and if he didn't have some strength, he would probably have become one of the countless dry bones in the cultivation realm.

And Zhao Shenbi, with his cultivation in the middle stage of the manifestation, was able to fight with him on an equal footing without showing any decline, which made people feel even more shocked.

Moreover, Liu Qing was not the fourth-order giant crab who was shocked by the bloodline of the Qingyu Kunpeng at the beginning, but an earth immortal monk who walked out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain.

The most important thing is that Zhao Shenbi did not draw his sword at all from beginning to end, and his combat power was so breathtaking!

At the moment, after Zhao Shenbi was trapped, Liu Qing not only did not show any slackness, but pinched the trick faster, obviously knowing the reason that the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

Zhao Shenbi's eyes flickered, although he didn't know what kind of spell Liu Qing was casting, but judging from the water cloud essence in his hand, which was as rich as a river, it must be a water attribute divine power that destroyed the world and destroyed the world.

So how could Zhao Shenbi give him the opportunity to cast spells with peace of mind?

After Zhao Shenbi roared again, the green tendons on his forehead bloomed, and deep and demonic purple lines centered on his left chest, quickly spreading up and down his body.

Zhao Shenbi's body, which was already like a giant, became the size of three zhang again in the bewitching purple light, and his strength rolled like water.

He grinned, "The opening style!"

Zhao Shenbi stepped on the light curtain with his legs, with his waist as the axis, the muscles of his whole body suddenly tensed like a stubborn stone, and then suddenly released, and an unimaginable huge force erupted from the stillness, crashing into the light curtain, making the sea of the light curtain tremble and collapse, almost turning the world upside down.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zhao Shenbi suddenly pulled his arm out of the seawater, let go of his fist into a palm, and a bright starlight above his index finger condensed into shape, turning into an extremely condensed blue and white ray, which suddenly pierced through the thick light curtain and shot towards Liu Qingmei's heart.

Liu Qing's face was startled, and he immediately regained his composure, obviously this situation was still in his calculations.

At the last moment, the light in his eyebrows surged, turning into a hundred-zhang turtle with light blue color and black lines on his back, like a giant shield, blocking Zhao Shenbi's menacing blow.

It was his natal spirit.

Zhao Shenbi's heart sank, and he decided that he must use thunderous means and could not continue to delay.

Because above Liu Qing's left hand, the technique that was constantly condensing and forming had already made him feel a stronger and stronger sense of crisis, and the forbidden formation formed by the surrounding garrison monks also exuded more and more terrifying pressure.

Zhao Shenbi took a deep breath, and in addition to the starlight and purple light on his body, wisps of pure and dazzling golden light escaped again, flowing on the surface of his body like golden water.

His hair flew flying, and he was not angry and arrogant, like King Kong's angry eyes.

A circle of sound waves that seemed to be substance spread out, with an inviolable majesty and violent and terrifying rage, like a surging tide, slapping on the turtle shell of Liu Qing's natal war spirit in waves.

It was during the battle on the mainland that the Buddhist magic power "Lion's Roar" displayed by Mengjue was stolen by Zhao Shenbi, and the power was surpassed!

However, after all, the blue giant turtle is the battle spirit of the Jiedan monk, and it is naturally good at defense, and at this moment, under the power of the lion's roar, although the surface of the turtle shell continues to explode and roar, it still steadily blocks this blow.

However, the drunkard does not mean to drink.

I don't know when, a phantom that is eight or nine points similar to Zhao Shenbi's appearance, taking advantage of the bombardment of this wave, has suddenly approached Liu Qing's body within a zhang, and handed out a fierce knife composed of thunder light.

The blade was silent, but it contained a terrifying and explosive ash thunder power, although Liu Qing had already reacted, turned his hand and slapped it on the chest of the sword soul, but the face of the sword soul was a cold look that was not afraid of death, and it also stabbed the thunder blade into Liu Qing's abdomen!

In an instant, the sword soul flew upside down like a broken kite, constantly twisting and trembling in the air, even the face was blurred, and it seemed to be about to dissipate, and after a flash returned to Zhao Shenbi's eyebrows, Zhao Shenbi immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely pale.

However, Liu Qing was not very comfortable, after the knife penetrated his abdomen, it immediately exploded like thunder, in addition to a terrifying destructive power, which was almost devastating and surging in his body, there was also a strange withering power, which made his physical body and spiritual power have a sense of withering.

Liu Qing's hair was scattered, his Confucian shirt was tattered and blackened, his face was old and dark, and his abdomen was soaked with black blood, which could be described as embarrassing.

The aura around him was agitated, and it was not easy to suppress the violent knife, as well as some heavy injuries, and on that old-fashioned and calm face, a look of shock and anger finally appeared.

Liu Qing roared, "Okay, okay, it's the old man who underestimates you, but that's the end of it!"

On the palm of his hand, a boundless river manifested in the shadow, like the flood that flooded the world in the legend of the ancestors, and suddenly rushed and poured out.

"Flood everything!"

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