Ye Zichuan didn't expect that such a thing would happen to Ye Qing.

That old master cultivated to be powerful, and he cultivated to the third realm in the era of the end of the law, and with the help of the opportunity of the changes in heaven and earth, he successfully broke through to the realm of kings, and cultivated to be peerless and powerful.

Even little Lori said that if he was given enough life, the old master could even become a saint, which showed that the old man was extraordinary.

Qingcheng Mountain has become extremely special, and in the ancient records of Taoism, it is one of the famous mountains of the Four Great Avenues and one of the five immortal mountains.

People outside the territory are eyeing it, could it be that this is also the reason?

"A group of Shenzhou remnants, if they are killed, they will be killed, and their lives are not as good as even an ant in my eyes!" Jun Molang's mouth had a contemptuous arc on his mouth, cruel and disdainful.

Not to mention Ye Qing, even Ye Zichuan's expression became cold.

The great array was revived, although there were only four array flags, but each one was engraved with countless divine patterns and runes, the vicissitudes of ancient meaning, and it was filled with powerful power.

"Hmph, it's just a broken big array, if I could still be afraid of it in my heyday, now, it's just a bunch of rags!" Jun Molang has a natural sense of nobility, and he regards all Shenzhou people as remnants, and he never takes it to heart.

"Wang, damn, labor and management can't help it, Erqing, you must kill this second goods, and Wang feels disgusted when he is a pet person!"

"A beast, looking for death!" Jun Molang's face became extremely cold, and the five-story pagoda above his head glowed, rushing out of a Dao body, and killing Erha directly.

Ye Qing's hands were sealed, and with a light drink, the four-pole banner suddenly recovered, and a terrifying aura appeared here, killing billions of ways, sweeping through the nine heavens, like an ocean surging.

"Soldier word secret!" Ye Zichuan's eyes flashed with different colors.

His secret of soldier characters was obtained on Qingcheng Mountain, and it seems that Ye Qing has now learned this secret technique.

It's just that his soldier secret has been completely completed after the evolution of Tinder, and the soldier secret in Ye Qing's hand is still a little flawed.

But even this is powerful enough, after all, this is one of the nine oldest and most powerful secret techniques of Taoism, and it has supreme power.

The magic circle was cast with the secret word of the soldier, and the power of the magic circle was exerted to the peak in an instant, and four pillars of light that reached the sky rose here, running through the heavens and the earth, like a huge cage, sealing the heavens and the Jedi, completely blocking this space.

Killing billions of ways, Ye Qing used the secret of the soldier word to the extreme, although the ancient magic circle has been broken, but it still shows a trace of brilliant power.

There is a supreme discovery in this place, 108,000 swords roar in unison, the nine-story pagoda suppresses the ten thousand worlds, a big tripod swallows the heavens and the earth, the gourd swirling with chaotic qi spews monstrous fire, and all kinds of powerful divine weapons have not evolved.

"Ahh

The screams sounded, and those monks in the Gathering Peak Realm couldn't resist such a big formation at all, and were directly dismembered by countless sword lights, and the sky was full of blood light, and the fragments of the corpses fell, bloody and cruel.

Ye Qing's eyes were cold, without a trace of pity, and continued to urge the big array.

In the other corner, Ye Zichuan also secretly used the secret of the soldier's character, so that those divine soldiers burst out with even more terrifying power, and a big tripod passed through the air, swallowing a monk into it, and then shook violently, directly to death.

The nine-story giant tower was pressed down, like a hundred thousand mountains pressed down, and a monk in the Chaoyuan Realm was crushed into pulp, blood and bones stuck together, and it was extremely tragic.

The purple-haired man and Jun Molang's expressions were a little solemn, they didn't expect this large array to be shattered like this, and there was such a terrifying power.

Those who followed them were all elite disciples in the sect, and if they could grow to the level of the sect master, these people would be the mainstay of the sect.

But now, they are being mercilessly slaughtered.

More than a dozen people couldn't stop the power of the big array at all, and the number of people was constantly decreasing.

Rumble!

With a roar, a terrifying qi machine came from the big array, directly tearing apart the killing machine in the sky, the sword light shattered, the big ding exploded, and the giant tower was shattered several layers.

Above Jun Molang's head, the five-story pagoda was glowing, brighter than the sun, and its aura was more than ten times stronger than before!

"King Divine Soldier!" Ye Zichuan's eyes froze, he had already guessed that the other party would have such a weapon on his body.

"Up!"

He drank softly, a rainbow light flew out of his head, a bronze ancient lamp was faint, a little firelight swayed, sprinkling a misty light, and the pagoda above Jun Molang's head was confronting.

Jun Molang glanced at the purple-haired man: "Yuan Qing, now is not the time for you and me to compete, first solve the person in front of us, we are arguing!"

Yuan Qing glanced at him and said lightly, "I know!"

Then, he opened his mouth and spit out a large amount of Xuanguang, turning into a purple-gold gourd, the treasure light flickered, and the small gourd mouth was like a black hole, as if it could swallow the whole world.

Another king weapon!

Ape Kong didn't speak, and threw the stone stick in his hand, the stone stick revived on its own, I don't know what level, but it diffused a breath that was no worse than the king's divine soldier, blocking the purple gold gourd.

Jun Molang and Yuan Qing's faces changed suddenly.

Hasn't this piece of heaven and earth just recovered, in the era of the end of the law, let alone the king, even the method of cultivating the truth was almost cut off, and there were few monks, where did these kings and divine soldiers come from?

What made them even more desperate was that in Ye Qing's body, there were even wisps of kingly aura overflowing, peerless and powerful!

It was the natal divine weapon of the old master's sect, which contained the understanding of a king's life, and compared with the divine soldier in Ye Zichuan's hands, there was a completely different atmosphere.

A magic sword, a piece of snow and brightness, appeared above Ye Qing's head, and the wisps of sword qi were permeated, without Sen Han's killing intent, but it made Jun Molang's body completely tense.

"This King Divine Weapon...... Something is different!" Yuan Qing's expression also flashed a rare touch of solemnity.

Ye Qing didn't speak, and with a finger with one hand, the magic sword above his head flew out.

Ignoring the distance of space, the sword light flashed, like a rainbow breaking through the sky, dividing the entire heaven and earth into two halves, and a sword cold light shone on Kyushu!

Jun Molang's hair stood on end all over his body, and he let out a beast-like roar, his whole body's qi and blood were boiling, burning his divine power wildly, and he tried his best to urge the pagoda above his head, wanting to fight against the magic sword.

But it was frozen by an ancient lamp, and it was difficult to move.

"No ......"

He only had time to shout such a word, and his eyebrows were directly pierced, his entire head was dissected, blood and brains were splashed everywhere, and his death was extremely miserable.

He never thought that such an ending would await him.

He regarded the natives of Shenzhou as ants, but his head was cut off by an ant!