Before the giant palm arrived, the hurricane suddenly appeared, and a terrifying air explosion sound came from below, and the robe and long hair of the ancestor in Tsing Yi flew back, and his body couldn't help but fly back.

If you are slapped by a giant palm, even a cultivator of the same level will turn into a puddle of mud!

"Since you want to cover the sky, the old man can pierce the sky! Giant Tree Breaks! ”

The ancestor of Tsing Yi naturally would not stand and wait for death, he stopped, and his whole body suddenly rose sharply, and the power of the incomparably thick wood attribute immortal yuan erupted from his hands, instantly condensing into two big trees, which grew to a height of more than ten zhang in the blink of an eye, and it was still soaring at a rapid speed.

"Bang!"

"Click......"

At this time, the giant palm covered and slapped on the giant tree that was flying upward, and there was a loud noise, and a circle of qi waves spread out, shaking the void and trembling.

The speed of the giant palm also slowed down, but it still maintained a fast speed, crushing it fiercely downward.

The giant tree continued to shatter, turning into a turbulent flow of energy, and its height was also rapidly decreasing, and in just five breaths, the giant tree had been completely shattered, and the giant palm that had been faded to the extreme was also slapped down.

A hurricane swept by, and the ancestor of Tsing Yi also flew out, his footsteps were obviously much heavier, his body was wounded, and the air "banged" when he stepped on it, his expression turned white, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Heal!"

Elder Tsing Yi pinched his hands, and a strong immortal power poured out from his hands, and then wrapped himself up and began to heal.

The power of the wood attribute immortal yuan is really worthy of being the most conducive to recovery, and the wounds on the Tsing Yi Ancestor's body are recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and even his face quickly looks better.

"Take advantage of your illness to kill you!"

Yang Qingyun naturally refused to let the Tsing Yi Ancestor recover slowly, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on his face, and he shouted fiercely.

"Serial Palm!"

Yang Qingyun no longer hesitated, waved his hands continuously, and one after another ten meter-sized palms came out one after another, slapping at the ancestor of Tsing Yi.

"Infinite Dead Vines!"

The ancestor of Tsing Yi couldn't care about completely healing the injury, so he could only make a move to resist, and the power of the immortal yuan surged, and the withered vines with the thickness of his arm were transformed, like spiritual snakes, covering the sky, and biting towards the giant palm of the Dao.

"Bang! Bang! Bang......"

The withered vines kept hitting the palms of the hands, making a loud bang, and in the case of the difference in strength, the withered vines continued to break and grow out again.

Although the palm is more powerful, there are countless withered vines, as if there is no end, and under the attack of the withered vines one after another, the palms are still destroyed one after another.

The two fought for a long time, and the ancestor of Tsing Yi kept retreating, constantly getting injured, and the corners of his mouth were constantly stained with blood. However, his body was always surrounded by green light, and his body was recovering at any time, and he was able to sustain this costly battle.

Half an hour passed, both of them stopped, Yang Qingyun gasped, looked at the ancestor in Tsing Yi in surprise, and couldn't believe his eyes.

The ancestor in Tsing Yi looked a little embarrassed, his clothes were stained with blood, his face was haggard, and he seemed to be going to fall down at any time, but no matter how he fought, he just didn't fall, and he had the courage to accompany you to the earth.

"Tsing Yi, you, what kind of freak are you? No matter how you fight, you can't die! ”

Yang Qingyun pointed to the ancestor of Tsing Yi and asked a little angrily.

He knows that today's things may be difficult to get better, and if he wants to completely take down the other party, it is estimated that he can only have half a life left!

While continuing to recover, the ancestor in Tsing Yi grinned with a bloody flat mouth and said proudly:

"Hmph, do you think that if you are young and strong, you will eat the old man? You are too naïve, the old man cultivates the power of the wood attribute immortal yuan, and he is good at the ability to recover, even if you are tired to death, the old man will not die! Hahaha......"

"Hmph, don't be proud, we'll fight again later, and see if you can still be so proud?"

"Yo, it seems that your kid is still not convinced, why don't we do a few more tricks right away?" The ancestor of Tsing Yi was aggressive in turn.

"Hmph, wait a little longer, this seat will definitely make you look good!" Yang Qingyun said with some unwillingness.

"Wait, wait, who is still afraid of you!"

The ancestor of Tsing Yi is even more proud, and he can kill the master of a sect, which is not easy to do. He shook his long loose hair a little arrogantly, and hurried to recover it.

……

The yellow-clothed ancestor of the Divine Dragon Sect practiced the earth attribute exercises, his body was strong, he was good at defense, and his body was like a tortoise shell cast of steel, which made the Flying Dragon Sect Sect Leader Meng Leda also suffer.

At this time, the yellow-clothed ancestor was completely old, and his shriveled body became muscular, as if he had rejuvenated, swimming with yellow light all over his body, and his breath was condensed, just like a tank with a dirty head and a brain.

The two have been fighting for an hour, and Meng Leda originally wanted to use his youth and strength to defeat this old man with his fists. Unexpectedly, his hands hurt, but this old man still has complete parts, except for a slightly weaker breath, there is no damage at all.

"I can't go on like this, I have to use my tricks to end the fight as soon as possible. If you continue to delay like this, you will not only delay the big event, but also discredit yourself! ”

Meng Leda thought secretly in his heart, and quickly made up his mind, and shouted loudly: "Thousand Illusion Marksmanship!" ”

With a wave of his right hand, a Zhangbalong spear appeared out of thin air, and the body of the spear was tattooed with some mysterious and ancient patterns, exuding a fierce aura, pointing directly at the opponent, the void was overwhelmed, and there were ripples in circles.

"Heavenly Rank Magic Weapon!"

Sensing the Heavenly Rank coercion of the dragon lance, the yellow-clothed ancestor turned grim and said in shock.

"I see if you can resist the Thousand Illusion Spear Technique cast by the Heavenly Rank Magic Weapon now!"

Meng Leda was calm, and the power of the Immortal Yuan slowly continued to condense into the body of the spear, and his momentum continued to increase, staring at the yellow-clothed elder fiercely.

The yellow-clothed elder had no bottom in his heart, but it was still impossible for his mouth to admit defeat, so he pretended to be indifferent and said, "If you don't try, who can know?" ”

"Okay, you have backbone, I respect you for being an old man, and I will try to keep a whole corpse for you!"

As soon as Meng Leda finished speaking, his soul power surged, and with the gun in one hand, the power of the immortal yuan was input into the dragon spear like a river.

"Thousands of illusion marksmanship, thousands of phantoms, wherever the guns go, invincible!"

With Meng Leda's confident voice, I saw that the body of the dragon spear trembled sharply, and it stabbed hundreds of times in an instant, as if it was moving rapidly, and it seemed that it had never moved a bit, giving people an illusion of uncertainty.

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

However, the gunshots that were as fast as a meteor rainstorm could not be faked, and the sound of air explosions sounded intensively, and the space was pierced with cracks one after another, becoming full of holes, and the power was very terrifying, making the yellow-clothed ancestor also change color.