Lu Qingyu's voice was not disguised, and his words were very straightforward, just to kill Li Yefeng.

Not strictly speaking, it is not a violation of the regulations for him to attack Li Yefeng and the others now, because Li Yefeng and the others are basically supreme-level powerhouses.

It's just that the level hasn't been completely reached, and if you want to be strictly speaking, it's naturally not enough.

However, Lu Qingyu already had a 'criminal record' of attacking low-level people, not to mention that now Li Yefeng and the others have almost reached the supreme level.

He wouldn't allow Li Yefeng and them to live.

"Take blood as a lesson."

The voice of the saint on the top of the mountain came out, Lu Qingyu cut his palm without hesitation, and the supreme blood flew away, only to see that on the top of the holy mountain, a golden glorious path emerged, pulling Lu Qingyu's blood over, and after a while, the voice of the saint came down.

"Yes."

Without any emotional voice, Lu Qingyu's application was passed.

Boom!

Three supremes, appearing at the same time.

Lu Qingyu, Kwai Zun, Yun Zun.

The three supremes, the proximity, the terrifying supreme breath, suppressed down, if it was usual, the thoughts of the saints on the top of the holy mountain, it would be impossible for Lu Qingyu and them to enter.

Obviously, the thoughts of the saints have also been felt, and Li Yefeng and them are not from the spirit world, so they will make an extra exception.

Isn't this just the **naked locals discriminating against outsiders?

It can be seen how important it is to have a spiritual account.

Li Yefeng and the others, feeling the supreme momentum of Lu Qingyu and the others, were all numb in their scalps, and after becoming a half-step supreme, they had a clearer understanding of how strong Lu Qingyu and them were.

The middle and high supreme is terrible.

Like the abyss, like the sea, like the starry sky of the universe, that unfathomable level of energy, just by perceiving, it seems to swallow up their will.

"I brought you in, but you did it for me." Lu Qingyu's gaze fell on the Absolute Green Emperor, and Fu Yi and the others not far away looked ashamed.

The proud son of the dignified Holy City, but he was bullied by a person in the spirit world, and he didn't even grab much of the saint's inheritance, so he really didn't have the face to look at.

"Yu Sheng is here, what kind of trouble is this?" Li Yefeng looked at Lu Qingyu playfully, pushed Qin Wu away, he didn't need him to help him, his eyes were extraordinarily sarcastic, when he was still in the imperial realm, he already despised Lu Qingyu, not to mention that now, he was half a step supreme!

Boom!

As soon as Li Yefeng stepped into the void, a terrifying impact was like layers of ripples, descending and enveloping Li Yefeng, who was all around him, and his legs were slightly bent, almost kneeling.

There is an old saying in the hot summer: a man has gold under his knees.

Lu Qingyu, what is it? Want to get him to kneel? Fuck the fuck!

"Backbone."

Lu Qingyu's eyes were cold, and he sometimes thought about how good it would be if this young man was a member of their spirit realm, but unfortunately, it was impossible.

This can only be a luxury!

This kind of pride of heaven can only be wiped out, otherwise, his spiritual realm will definitely perish!

"Then can you take my rush again?"

Rumble!

Lu Qingyu's supreme momentum completely exploded, Li Yefeng suddenly felt as if his brain had exploded, and his spiritual will instantly turned into pure white, and his consciousness directly collapsed and disappeared.

What about even a half-step supreme? Not to the extent of Lu Qingyu, he is still not his opponent.

Li Yefeng was bleeding from his seven orifices, and he couldn't bear this huge pressure.

Qin Wu and the others were also shocked to the point of hemoptysis, and there was no way to support Li Yefeng.

Bang!

The sound of something breaking suddenly sounded, and then, a figure pierced through the void and descended directly on Li Yefeng's side, holding Li Yefeng, who was almost kneeling.

"My son, how can you kneel to you spiritual wretchants!" A domineering voice resounded, and then, the equally powerful supreme momentum erupted, completely canceling out Lu Qingyu's momentum.

Lu Qingyu's eyes were cold, he looked at the Holy Mountain and asked, "Why, can he enter the Holy Dao Mountain?" ”

"Otherworldly Supreme?" On the Holy Road Mountain, a voice came down, and then, the thunder fell.

Seeing this, Li Tiannan took out a military dagger from Li Yefeng's Qiankun bag.

That is, Qin Feiyang's relic - Soul Piercing!

The scarlet stabbing soul, with infinite killing intent, was thrown into the air by Li Tiannan, colliding with the Holy Dao Heavenly Thunder that descended.

Bang!

The heavens and the earth were colorless, the blood light was filled, and an extremely terrifying coercion blocked all the power of those holy paths.

The blood condensed and turned into a human form.

It was Qin Feiyang, the former master of the Assassin Soul and the one who taught Li Yefeng's four saint-level martial arts!

"The saint of the spiritual realm protects the supreme of the spiritual realm, and acts against the supreme of my earth, is it bullying the supreme of my earth, and there is no sage and saint to protect it?"

Qin Feiyang's laughter was loud, arrogant, and extremely confident.

"Back then, I was able to beat your spiritual saints with their heads in their hands, and I can still do it tonight!"

Roar!

A hundred zhang green dragons, pressing the sky!

The dragon shadow is mighty, and the clouds are overturning!

The figure of the green dragon, like a dragon god descending from the sky, smashed the holy mountain angrily!

Bang!

The hundred-foot-sized blue light dragon bombarded down the top of the holy mountain, this is, the green dragon shattered air seal, the real, complete version of the green dragon broken air seal!

The indestructible, tens of millions of years of sacred mountain, the top of the mountain exploded, the rubble flew, and then, the figures of ancient saints appeared, they were all saints hundreds of thousands of years ago.

In endless moments, he confronted Qin Feiyang, who manifested with the power of the Soul Assassination.

"'Qinglong Holy Monarch', Qin Feiyang."

Lu Qingyu looked at the majestic figure that could be called the top of the sky, even they had great respect for this saint of the earth realm, and the record of this saint was really brilliant.

He once killed them, and all the saints in the spiritual realm did not dare to go out.

Well, the natural law of the earth, the life span of a person, is only one or two hundred.

This Qin Feiyang has been dead for a long time.

"Ancient Sages?" Qin Feiyang smiled, and with a casual move, the Soul Assassin turned into a crimson blood sword, which he held in his hand.

"Qin Jiajun, the soul returns!"

...

Hot summer, Kyoto, Qin's house.

Qin Lishi was worshipping in the ancestral hall of the Qin family, and the spiritual position shook, and then, a divine light shot out from the token and broke through the air.

"This is..."

Qin Lishi's body trembled, ancestor, manifestation?

...

Rumble!

In the Holy Dao Mountain, the sky broke through one hole after another.

The projections of several hundred-zhang saints on the top of the holy mountain are all looking at the broken mouth.

One after another, the breath of a saint descended.

A man is burly and strong, although he is old, he is like a tiger, with big eyes and terrifying momentum.

Lu Qingyu's eyes were solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "White Tiger Saint Monarch, Bei Ke." ”

A man, solemn and majestic, eyes like stars, not old, but full of momentum, like a fierce beast entrenched by a dragon, restrained but intimidating.

"'Tianyang Holy Monarch', Kong Shaoyang." Lu Qingyu took a deep breath, another famous saint.

Why do these saints of the realm still have remnants in the world?

A figure, elegant as a fairy, with a dusty temperament, a silver sword in one hand, carried behind, calm as water, but a sword hidden in the water.

"'Burial Sword Saint Monarch', Shen Changfeng."

Shen Bingrou spoke slowly, her eyes were a little red, this person, she had only seen it in photos.

However, it did not affect her admiration for him in the slightest.

This is her ancestor, the first person in the former Yanxia Sword Dao, the inheritor of the Kunlun Burial Sword, Shen Changfeng!

Behind Qin Feiyang, the three saints were remnant, and the three top saints confronted the ancient saints of the spirit realm at the top of the holy mountain.

Qin Feiyang waved his sleeves and hunted in a long robe.

Sitting cross-legged in the void, a tea table manifested in front of him.

The tea was complacent, Qin Feiyang smiled faintly: "Don't talk nonsense, go straight to the holy war, if my side loses, everyone on the earth, stay and let you kill." ”