Blood-red runes appeared on the black python's body, intertwined, swept across, splitting the sky, with a monstrous evil aura, and the aura of destruction, giving people a terrifying coercion.

In the Yuanying realm, you can feel a trace of the laws of heaven and earth, and the divine power is incomparable.

"The Twelve Swords of the Gods!"

Endless golden light, roaring out, turned into a flying sword, extremely condensed, with the artistic conception of a sword, shot from the bottom up. This sword, with the momentum of shattering the void and killing everything, with the incomparably mysterious runes, soared into the air. The momentum and coercion of this sword give people an incomparably terrifying feeling. I can't describe the murderous aura of this sword, and I can't describe the divine power of this sword.

The sword snake collided, exploding into a multicolored light that shone with black gas. The golden light and the black light mixed together, forming a chaotic aura.

After Lu Wanjun saw Ye Qing play the yellow-level cultivation technique of the Twelve Heavenly God Forms, he snorted coldly: "Suffer death!

But the next moment, Lu Wanjun was extremely shocked, because he had already felt that this was not an ordinary yellow-level lower-grade cultivation technique, but with a sword intent.

This sword intent caused the coercion of the spiritual power of heaven and earth, with the laws of heaven and earth, full of mysterious runes, murderous aura, and the combat power was not inferior to the powerhouse of the Yuan Infant Realm at all.

Lu Wanjun was shocked.

Even if he awakened his bloodline supernatural powers, even if he had now used the spiritual power of his whole body, even if he was engrossed in playing earth-shattering exercises, he would not be able to kill a single ant whose cultivation was so low as him.

The more Lu Wanjun fought, the more he felt that he was not facing a person, but an ancient beast.

The Twelve Swords of the Celestial God and the Black Python collided together and immediately turned into nothingness.

"Five Poisonous Palms!"

Lu Wanjun screamed, his whole body was full of evil qi, emitting a black gas, and in the blink of an eye, a black palm qi composed of poisonous snakes, poisonous spiders, poisonous centipedes, poisonous scorpions, and poisonous toads suddenly surging and gloomy, like an ancient fierce beast, flew towards Ye Qing.

The sky shook, time and space distorted, and the void roared.

The Yuan Infant Realm coupled with the coercion of the bloodline supernatural power poured out, forming an overwhelming momentum, enveloping Ye Qing.

Bang bang bang!

Ye Qing punched out, with a tiger roar and a dragon roar, accompanied by lightning and thunder, just like an ancient tiger and a real dragon, surrounded by runes, the glow was shining, terrifying, and very domineering.

And those five poisonous palms, at the moment of explosion, formed an endless black mist, turning into one sword qi after another, shooting towards Ye Qing.

Bang bang bang.

Lu Wanjun was like an ancient beast, roaring constantly, his eyes showed blood-red killing intent, like a demon king, he took out a sword in his hand, the evil aura was monstrous, the demonic aura was swirling, and he kept conjuring five-colored gods and demons, exuding a terrifying aura.

Everyone was shocked, feeling the incomparably powerful coercion, feeling the piercing sense of oppression, thinking that Ye Qing didn't know how much coercion he had to bear at the moment.

In the face of such a fierce god, Ye Qing did not retreat at all, but instead rose up with endless battle intent, as if he was a young god, and his whole body exuded a colorful divine light. Behind him, a dragon and a tiger flew out, and the tiger roared and groaned.

The void violently shook, space-time distorted, and there was an explosion.

A black and a golden light kept chasing and fighting in the air. The crowd couldn't see how they were making a move, because they were too fast. They only saw two rays of light, constantly flying and colliding, as if the two Yuan Infant Realm powerhouses were fighting at the pinnacle.

"The Nine Layers of the Foundation Building Realm can actually be on par with the powerhouses of the Yuan Infant Realm who have bloodline supernatural powers. It's shocking. OMG. Is this true?"

"Ye Qing is so powerful, this son has a great secret. This matter must be reported to the sect. ”

"Ye Qing turned out to be the young sect master of the Changtian Sect, and his cultivation talent turned out to be demonic. Could it be that he is a cultivation talent of the God of War realm!"

......

The disciples of the Heavenly Rainbow Sect were extremely shocked at this moment, and their hearts were racing.

The golden phantom flew out with a punch, with a dragon groan and a whistling sound, and at an extremely fast speed, it attacked the black ancient beast. An explosion sounded, and Lu Wanjun flew out upside down and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

The golden light rushed forward.

Lu Wanjun's face was ugly, he licked the blood on the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and said coldly: "If you want to defeat me, don't think about it! I will let you all die." From today onwards, Ye Qing, you are history. Lu Wanjun took out a sword of black armor, with runes and extremely simple. In the blink of an eye, the black gas was even stronger. However, Lu Wanjun's blood color was much worse, and cold sweat broke out on his head.

Obviously, this is a magic weapon. Its operation consumed a lot of Lu Wanjun's spiritual power.

Lu Wanjun didn't want to take out this armor, because his cultivation was so much higher than Ye Qing, but he couldn't kill Ye Qing several times in a row, and he was also hit by Ye Qing, obviously, only by taking out this body armor could Ye Qing be defeated.

Although this armor costs a lot of his spiritual power, as long as he can defeat Ye Qing and kill Ye Qing, all of this is worth it.

Ye Qing sneered: "I think you can still live with my hands." It was not me who became history. ”

In the blink of an eye, golden light flew out, forming countless sword intents.

The sword shadows in the sky crossed vertically and horizontally, emitting mysterious runes, forming a terrifying sword qi artistic conception, like a huge sword net, radiant and lightning crossing, like a divine chain, exuding bursts of terrifying coercion, making the space fluctuate violently and twist, giving people an incomparably palpitating feeling.

The sword shadow in the sky flew away and hit Lu Wanjun's body.

Lu Wanjun's body emitted bursts of sparks, shining brightly, and emitting bursts of dangling sounds.

Lu Wanjun retreated a few meters, but he was not injured at all.

This armor could withstand Ye Qing's sword intent in the sky.

"Collapse Mountain Fist!"

After the sword shadow disappeared, Lu Wanjun's eyes showed a blood-red light, like a blood-devouring beast, shooting out a terrifying light. The surrounding black qi quickly condensed. A huge fist, falling from the sky, exuded a terrible coercion, and rushed down.

The fist emitted black qi, full of death and destruction, causing the void to fluctuate violently, as if it was boiling, and there was a sound of breaking the sky, enveloping Ye Qing, and then crashing down.

"Ye Qing, give me death!"

Lu Wanjun roared angrily and said loudly. Behind him, with a monstrous fist shadow, a terrifying coercion was formed, like an ancient beast, with murderous fire shot out of his eyes, and rushed up.

Bang bang bang!

An explosion sounded, Ye Qing's right hand grabbed forward, his body burst out with infinite golden light, and a golden eagle phantom flew out, emitting mysterious runes, with a monstrous artistic conception, in the blink of an eye, forming a sky full of eagle claws, speeding away.