In the Saint Seiya, although the Lushan Shenglong Ba is very powerful, there is a fatal flaw, that is, when the left hand responsible for defense will move downward, it will make the user's heart be defenseless for a thousandth of a second, once the enemy finds the flaw and hits accurately, then it will make people seriously injured or even killed.

In the real world, this flaw still exists, and in the process of getting acquainted with Shenglong Ba, Yanqing gradually became aware of this serious problem that was enough to threaten his life.

This made him frown, although with the improvement of the small universe, the time for this flaw to appear will be shortened and eventually disappear, but for the small universe that only has the sixth sense high-level, it is a fatal threat to him.

Attacking in a thousandth of a second is not a difficult thing for the demons of the Star Domain.

Fortunately, he still had twenty days to make improvements, otherwise it would have been terrible.

Yan Qing's eyes showed a grim look, his fists waved, and with the boiling of blood, the tattoo of the heavenly dragon behind him slowly emerged, and a green dragon was wrapped around his body, the dragon's head was held high, and he roared for nine days.

Just as the old woman Fahua said, in the realm of the unity of heaven and man, it is possible to do anything, you can restore the small universe at any time, the body that never tires, and the most tenacious willpower, with these conditions, in more than ten days, Yanqing can swing tens of thousands of ascending dragon tyrants.

As long as you keep exercising, you will be able to overcome this flaw. The move is dead, the person is alive, and it is not possible for people to adapt to the moves, but to let the moves adapt to people, even if it is the Draco move transmitted by the system.

At this time, the Tianlongzuo holy clothes in the deep pool have been cast and formed under the washing of the Lushan Waterfall, and they are only waiting to be carefully carved to complete the final finishing touch.

Day by day, time continues to pass, and the tourists on Lushan Mountain have become accustomed to this wonder. Originally, reporters from various media wanted to make headlines about Yanqing, who made this horrific scene, but was stopped by Yang Xin with the energy of the Yang family, she knew that Yanqing didn't like to attract attention, but despite this, Yanqing's photos and videos were still circulating wildly on the Internet, attracting a large number of fans.

Many people call Yanqing a man who can reverse the Lushan Waterfall!

At the same time, the demonic geniuses set out from various star fields and came towards the earth, stirring up boundless storms along the way.

Feathering in the Star Domain, Wang Zhixuan, the heir of the Immortal Valley, shot like thunder. A flying immortal technique forcefully slaughtered a hundred ancient desolate beasts comparable to immortals, and the star field suddenly shook!

In the Ancient Star Domain, Huang Huang, the senior brother of the Sanqing Gate, spat out the truth and used the technique of inviting the gods, invited the remnants of the ancestors of the Daomen, and killed Du Dong, the great drug lord who was a quasi-saint cultivator of the three major star domains!

In the underworld star field, the descendants of the Yama Hall are young and young, and tens of millions of heroic souls have been revived in a snap of a finger. Gather the power of the Heroic Spirit and destroy an army of the Zerg in an instant!

Oriental Family, Le Gong ......

The explosive news of the birth of the demons in unison set off a huge storm in various star fields, attracting the attention of all Terran star fields. The All-Star Contest is starting to warm up!

On a planet called Sanqing Star, there are two people playing against each other.

"The battle is fierce, the characters that have emerged in this generation are much stronger than before, and only the all-star field competition more than two hundred years ago can compare with it. In addition to Tianfu, the other eight forces have already moved, why hasn't Tianfu moved at all? The old man with long eyebrows said leisurely. Leaving a son behind.

"Maybe the students of Tianfu don't have people who can take on the big responsibility, and that kid Dai Qingyi may give up this all-star domain competition." Sitting opposite the old man with long eyebrows, a Taoist priest holding the dust looked at the chessboard that had become a one-sided inverted shì, frowned and thought, and said casually.

"I don't know, with the character of the emperor, he has to fight for everything, he is not a person who likes to give up, even if there are no outstanding disciples, he will be sent out to serve as a façade, how can he be so silent, he must have other ideas."

"No matter how outstanding you are, can you compare to Wang Zhixuan and Yu Shaoming, the two recognized strongest of the younger generation?" The Taoist priest was impatient and hurriedly fell into place.

"That maybe, my Yi hexagram shows that Dai Qingyi's purple qi has risen recently." The old man with long eyebrows smiled and said, after falling a son again, he ended the game smoothly.

"Purple gas rising? Could it be that Dai Qingyi is really going to be lucky? The Taoist priest was obviously taken aback, purple qi is emperor qi, which is the saying of the Daomen, indicating that a person's luck has risen to the highest level.

"It seems that I have to have a good chat with Dai Qingyi when I go to Earth this time." The Taoist priest pondered for a while, and then said, he twisted up another one, looked at the chessboard, was stunned for a moment, and then immediately showed anger on his face.

"Yuyang Zhenren, you old slippery head, you actually distract me." Taoist Qidao.

"Whoever told you to listen to it, how many times you have been fooled, it will not be a long lesson." The elder with long eyebrows smiled.

"You--this game doesn't count!" The Taoist priest waved his sleeves, messed up the chessboard, and simply played a scoundrel.

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"Thirty years have passed, is there another duel between the younger generations of the human race?" The Spirit Queen muttered to herself as she sat on the throne in the main hall.

"The geniuses of the human race are constantly emerging, it is really enviable, it is said that this generation can be compared to the golden generation more than two hundred years ago, at that time, our spirit race was also full of talents." An old man with a cane, hunched over, walked over from outside the temple gate and said with emotion.

"Great Elder, your health is sick, why did you get out of the customs?" The Spirit Queen stood up from her throne and stepped forward to support the Great Elder of the Spirit Clan.

"It's okay, I can't die. Since the root of this disease fell more than 400 years ago, it can't be cured," the Great Elder said with a toothless mouth, and waved his hand.

"Without further ado, Your Majesty the Queen, since the geniuses of the Terran generation are very good, the old man, I want to take the younger generation of our Spirit Race to observe and gain some knowledge, and please be gracious." The Great Elder is colorful.

"But your body—"

"Please also ask Her Majesty the Queen's grace!" The Great Elder threw away his crutches and bowed deeply.

The Spirit Queen sighed and said, "Okay, but for the sake of your body, I will let Marshal Jabfika set off with you." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The Great Elder got up, picked up his crutches, and showed a smiling face full of wrinkles and vicissitudes.

"Hawkers, you have to hurry up and prepare, I haven't been out for more than a hundred years, I can go to Lushan to meet the old friend who is half buried in the soil like me, Tianjian Liu, Gu Shentong These two boys are good, Sima Yiting, well, and Gu Xiwei ......" The great elder left slowly on crutches, chattering the names of the younger generation.

The queen of the spirit clan looked at the back of the old man who was gradually moving away, her beautiful face was full of distress, the great elder had worked hard for the declining spirit clan for more than 3,000 years, and he never stopped. (To be continued......)

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