On that land, the purple light flashed away, and Yan Qing was also frantically chasing and killing.

At this time, even the Emperor Shadow slashed out, but he couldn't hurt that purple light, which made him very shocked.

"Hmph, no one has ever been able to escape from my hands!"

The True Yuan in Yan Qing's body was moving wildly, and at this time he had turned into a nine-zhang dragon body, which was the strongest state he had ever shown. And the body of the Nine Zhanglong Dragon, under the majestic True Yuan, puffed up green tendons like pythons, and the blood veins in the body were also surging wildly, exuding a layer of intense flames.

Boom Boom –

The blood was beating against the wall of blood, like a stormy wave hitting a sea cliff.

Yan Qing's speed was increasing wildly, getting closer and closer to the purple light that was disappearing at high speed, and at this time, he had another big handprint on his chest.

"Town!"

Boom Boom –

The ancient mountains slammed down again.

Ahh

A scream came from that purple light again.

And at this moment, a terrifying wave suddenly appeared in the sky of the Second Heavy Mountain World, and it seemed that some terrifying figure had landed from the Third Heavy Mountain World.

At this time, Yan Qing didn't know if the imprinted young man was dead, and another Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist slammed up.

"Whoever dares to kill my people, kill, kill, kill!!"

A vague figure suddenly rushed out from the spatial fluctuations, and then blasted towards Yan Qing on the ground with a punch.

Punch into the sky.

This punch was slightly stronger than that of the imprint youth.

"Humph!"

Yan Qing snorted coldly, and the terrifying power in his body came into being, and he also slammed his fist into the sky.

Bang!

Fists collide.

The ground under Yan Qing's feet was shaken out of a large pit of dozens of zhang, and the vague figure that was blasted down was blasted into the sky. Then he bent his knees slightly, and the whole person rushed up like a cannonball, and he threw a punch with all his strength.

The fist and the air rubbed into a raging flame, and the power emanating from the fist caused the space around it to ripple like water.

Bang!

The two fists collided together again, and Yan Qing had the upper hand.

This vague figure was also a young man, with a thunder and lightning mark at the center of his eyebrows, he was a little shocked at this time, as if he didn't expect Yan Qing's strength to be so terrifying.

But at this moment, another blurry figure came out of the spatial fluctuations.

Yan Qing saw that another person appeared, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately used his mountain supernatural powers.

Rumble!

The ancient mountain descended again, slamming into the thunder and lightning mark youth, and at this time, the emperor shadow born behind Yan Qing quickly slashed towards the other figure.

When the Emperor Shadow slashed away, he clenched his fists and blasted up frantically.

Whether it is in the Great Wilderness World or on the Fengshen Mountain here, strength and body are still his greatest strengths, and he can use them unscrupulously.

He can crush each other with his strength and body.

At this time, Yan Qing was using his strength and body to frantically bombard the blurred figure. Each punch was a powerful punch, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch, and he was constantly bombarding, and countless fist shadows appeared in front of him.

The true yuan in his body was also rapidly depleted, turning into rivers and rapidly replenishing.

When his fist stopped, the blurred figure was slammed into slag by him.

But at this time, he was also so tired that he was panting like an ox, and he was soaking wet.

Throwing such a crazy punch is too tiring and consumes the true yuan, and few people except him can make it out.

"Damn !!"

The thunderbolt young man looked at the crown in anger, and a hideous thunderbolt suddenly appeared in his hand, and then the thunderbolt turned into a terrifying power grid, and immediately spread all over the world.

Boom Boom –

At this moment, countless thunderbolts slashed down from the sky, each as thick as a bucket.

Burst!

A thunderbolt struck Yan Qing's body, making his whole body paralyzed, and he couldn't exert any strength. Moreover, the pain in his body was unbearable, and there was a terrifying force that was rapidly destroying the vitality in his body.

Bang!

At this time, the thunder mark young man blasted up with a punch, blasting Yan Qing out of dozens of zhang, and then another terrifying thunderbolt slashed at him.

It's charred black.

"This is the Son of Fortune candidate?"

The Thunder Mark Youth frowned for a moment, and then another punch was thrown, and this punch actually knocked Yan Qing's chest down.

"Divine Light!"

As soon as Yan Qing's thoughts moved, a divine light quickly flashed from his body, and then his body immediately returned to its original state.

At this moment, he had another large mudra knotted on his chest, and then he struck it suddenly.

Seeing this mountain appear, the face of the young man with the thunder and lightning mark changed greatly.

Ahh

He was hit by the great power of the mountain again.

"This thunderbolt is so troublesome!"

Yan Qing couldn't help frowning when she saw that the thunder and lightning imprint youth was hit by the mountains, but the thunder and lightning on this side of the world did not recede.

Thunder and lightning are really terrifying, as long as he is struck, there is almost no ability to resist, if he didn't have a divine light to cultivate his body, the horror has already been killed by the thunderbolt youth.

"Not dead yet?"

Yan Qing saw that the thunderbolt youth was not dead, and another mountain phase supernatural power blasted out.

After a while, he carefully examined the corpses of the three men, and although their eyebrows did not have any eyes, there was an additional mysterious mark.

These three are the Fire Mark, the Thunderbolt Mark, and the Watermark.

Could it be that they are the masters of the Three-Eyed Clan?

Yan Qing was thinking about it, the strength of these three people was definitely in the top five or even the top three on the list. At this time, Feng Baishu, Fang Cunyu and the others also rushed from afar, and the battle just now was not something they could touch at their level, so they could only retreat far away.

However, at this time, both the disciples of the Heavenly Emperor Mountain and his followers were looking at him with great heat.

Then Feng Baishu, Fang Cunyu and others were looking at the three young people, but the three young people were almost blown to slag, leaving only some stumps.

"Hey, they seem to be witches. ”

At this point, one of the followers said in surprise.

"Wu Xiu, what Wu Xiu?" Feng Baishu and Fang Cunyu both asked suspiciously.

"Actually, I don't know, I've only faintly seen this type of imprint......" The follower pondered for a long time, and then added: "It seems that Wu Xiu was born with a strong body, can devour heaven and earth, can manipulate wind, fire, thunder and lightning, move mountains and reclaim seas, and change the heavens and the earth......"

No wonder......

After Yan Qing heard this, she was also a little relieved, no wonder they were all physically strong, and they were able to manipulate the natural forces of wind, fire, thunder and lightning, which turned out to be the legendary very mysterious witch cultivators.

"Aren't they dead, how can they still show up?" the follower asked, confused.

"Dead light, what dead light?" someone asked.

"It is recorded in ancient books that their witch cultivators have all died. The follower shook his head and said, "It seems that these ancient books are really unreliable......

At this time, Yan Qing's face changed suddenly.

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