Mingyue Zhenjun, as one of the most pinnacle masters in this world, is by no means comparable to other existences such as Cao Hurt and the like.

Before the drum sounded, he had already made preparations.

Circles of sword qi were generated around Du Lengqiu, forming a ball as a buffer, but under the sound of the drum, the sword qi shattered into ordinary vitality with a flick of his fingers.

Outside Du Lengqiu's body, a brilliant silver light was suddenly exposed, bright as a armor, and it looked extremely brilliant, it was the Divine Iron God Pile.

However, the secret technique of the supernatural power that had made countless contributions to Du Lengqiu lasted for less than a second in the sound of the drum before it shattered into powder and disappeared without a trace.

He smiled bitterly, "This is the ability of a top master, and it is indeed extraordinary." He grasped the hilt of the sword, and thousands of sword qi surged out, turning into a long river flowing, like a moat to protect this Du Lengqiu.

The sword qi is extinguished and born, and there is no end.

However, the previous drum has not stopped, and the next drum still sounds, one after another, superimposed, becoming a peerless thunder that resounded throughout the world.

The long river of sword qi first rippled in the sky, then the long river boiled, and then exploded into flying flowers in the sky, and finally restored to the original vitality.

Du Lengqiu counted on his fingers, and he only lasted twelve breaths.

He smiled bitterly, when the real Faxiang Realm master shot with all his might, he really didn't have enough to see.

In the end, it's up to you to save your life.

Du Lengqiu choked and pulled his sword out of its sheath, and the bright long sword stood on his chest.

He raised his sword and shouted, "Slash!"

A hazy sword shadow appeared in the sky, and the gray sword shadow fell. landed on the river drum that resounded all over the world, but it only lasted for a moment, and the river drum giant elephant shattered.

The thunder in the sky died down.

Mingyue Zhenjun spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff, looking at this scene in disbelief.

The six gods refer to the six astrological signs.

The river drum transformed by the Six Divine Heavenly Tricks is one of his Dharma Phases. The law is broken, and under the connection of the soul, it is naturally injured by the backlash.

Mingyue Zhenjun has imagined countless battles, but he never imagined that he was already a master at the top of the world, but he was injured after only holding on for a moment.

But now, regret is useless.

Du Lengqiu's strength inspired his infinite fighting spirit. The timidity, hesitation, and regret in his eyes were swept away, and the gloom of the past dissipated.

It's time for the Jedi to strike back.

He clasped his palms together and shouted, "Arc reversal." ”

The fragments of the broken river drum changed abruptly, and a curved white arc appeared in the sky. It was a strange shape, both like a bowback and a bowstring.

He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and in the sun, the blood that flew out of it reflected a crystal light.

Mingyue Zhenjun's eyes were clear, and he shouted: "Medium!"

The white arc in the sky, the blood droplets that flew out, disappeared the moment the words fell. Du Lengqiu's heart was cold, and the surface of his body suddenly bloomed with brilliant silver brilliance.

Iron God Stake.

At the moment when the Iron God Pile was activated, a blood-colored arrow and a white arrow shaft broke through the limitations of time and space, from nothing to something, from the other side to the world, without taking half a moment, it seems that it should have appeared here.

The arrow forward, and the Iron God Pile was pierced like tissue paper. At the moment when he was about to stab Du Lengqiu, the long sword in his hand suddenly cut horizontally, the speed of the long sword movement could not be described in words, and in an instant, the long sword had already slashed the arrow.

Ashes.

Du Lengqiu was frightened into a cold sweat, this sword was not his own actions, but the divine sword had a spirit and spontaneously protected the lord. There was a fine sweat on his forehead, and he was extremely afraid.

No matter how awesome and powerful his white bone incarnation is. Even if he can kill the Bright Moon True Monarch with a snap of his fingers, the incarnation is far away from countless worlds, and once his body dies, the incarnation will also die instantly.

And in the distance, Mingyue Zhenjun sighed in despair.

He is looking forward to killing Du Lengqiu with an "arc reversal" and turning the tables against the wind. Once Du Lengqiu died, the gray sword shadow in the sky would naturally be no longer a threat.

But now, he missed the counterattack, and there was only the last move left in the last six divine heavenly tricks.

"Heaven is short!"

Just for a moment, the sky seemed to be missing a corner and became strange and abnormal. From the ground, there is no difference in the sky, like a blue pot lid.

At this time, a large black hole appeared in the northwest corner.

Behind the black hole are twinkling stars.

Thus, astronomical strangeness was formed, where day and night coexisted.

And this trick is lacking, it is the reason why Mingyue Zhenjun dares to intercept and kill Du Lengqiu.

As the only non-attacking divine power among the six divine heavenly techniques, it can be called an escape divine skill. As soon as this trick comes out, Mingyue Zhenjun can transfer space and escape thousands of miles away.

Even at the moment of escaping, Mingyue Zhenjun himself came from a different dimension. No matter how powerful an ordinary move is, it poses no threat to him.

If he could successfully escape, the threat of that one Law Minister's True Monarch was enough to make Du Lengqiu jealous. Especially when he didn't have the slightest concern, so, even if it was to contain Mingyue, Du Lengqiu would not exterminate the Laoshan faction.

Mingyue's figure suddenly blurred, appearing in a black void thousands of miles away.

He turned to look to the far east, his eyes full of regret, and at this moment, he suddenly realized that the gray sword shadow was following closely after him.

And this time, he didn't even have time to dodge.

The sword shadow fell, and a red blood mark suddenly appeared in the center of Mingyue Zhenjun's eyebrows.

His expression was stunned, and he said with a wry smile: "I see, Lao Dao really made a wrong choice." Qingya, everything depends on you. ”

Du Lengqiu didn't go to see Mingyue Zhenjun, who had fled thousands of miles away. When he unleashed the power of the longsword itself, Mingyue was already doomed.

He looked at the cracks on the sword with great distress, and he was as sad as an old dog who had been dead for ten years. This sword was not used in the first place, but as a result, Mingyue did this, and its lifespan was greatly shortened again.

He sighed, "It's really nerve-wracking, people have to talk about it." If you can't do it, then you don't believe in your word. ”

As he spoke, Du Lengqiu turned around, looked at Qingya behind him, and asked, "Are you right, Qingya?"

Qingya's face was as pale as snow, her expression was sad, she didn't answer Du Lengqiu's question, but asked rhetorically, "Is my master dead?"

Du Lengqiu nodded, "It's dead!"

Qingya giggled, laughing and laughing, and tears flowed like a river that burst its banks. With tears in her eyes, she said, "I persuaded him, really. ”

"As I said, it's not right to rob people's things. The old guy doesn't do bad things all his life, and once he does bad things, he spoils his cultivation for a lifetime. ”

"Practice, practice, cultivate not only longevity, not only strength, but also the bottom line of asking yourself again and again. That's what he taught me from a young age. ”

In the end, I told him in reverse. ”

"Sarcasm or not?"

Du Lengqiu didn't speak, just listened quietly. In fact, Qingya just needs someone who can listen quietly.