If he goes back half a month, Qin Ling will definitely not collide with him, he can fight and kill a powerhouse in the late stage of the Dao Realm, but he will definitely not stupidly trap himself in the encirclement of eleven powerhouses comparable to the late stage of the Dao Realm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But now it is different, he can urge one of the most evil forces in heaven and earth.

And only under great pressure can his potential be stimulated step by step, if he wants to be promoted to the late stage of the spirit realm, he needs to condense six hundred and forty eternal heavenly patterns, and he needs unimaginable energy.

"Originally, it was going to take ten moves to slowly kill you, but now it only takes five moves, after five moves, if you don't die, our Qingcheng Five Little Saints will not interfere in anything here. ”

The voice of the Holy Wyvern was like a verdict, making people shudder.

Qin Ling was unmoved, and shot back indifferently: "I will bear your five moves, kill me within five moves, that's your ability." Five moves can't kill me, then it's you who die. ”

The Holy Flying Dragon is crazy, but Qin Ling is even more crazy, and he has to endure five killer moves, which is a kind of suicide in the eyes of others.

"Endless darkness. ”

The Holy Wyvern snorted heavily, and with a punch, darkness shrouded it, and the sun, moon and stars lost their light. It was as if the world had suddenly entered the end of destruction, and death had come.

This punch unleashed three and a half million catties of divine power, and a will of death and despair filled the valley.

"This is the most powerful combat technique of the Qingcheng Fist Sect, 'Purgatory Judgment Fist', and the Holy Flying Dragon is bound to kill that kid. The young woman with the tallest picky young woman in Zhongzhou Sanfeng flashed her eyes and said softly, "It is said that there is no one in the same level who can resist the first five punches. ”

"I feel that the kid from the Eastern Continent is not simple, he is very calm from beginning to end, and his calmness makes me feel flustered. ”

Qin Ling felt the will to die from the darkness, but his spiritual power was strong, and he didn't fight back, just urged the Supreme Gang Qi, and the Colorful Innate Gang Qi dissolved the overwhelming pressure of the outside world as soon as it rotated.

Bang -

Qin Ling was swept by a punch, shaking back more than 3,000 meters, and his innate Gang Qi only trembled slightly before returning to normal. His combat power reached 3.8 million jin of divine power, which was much stronger than that of the Holy Wyvern, and if he defended with all his strength, he would only be able to disintegrate if he surpassed his strength.

The Holy Flying Dragon's fist was numb, he retreated more than fifty steps in a row to stabilize his body, and when he saw the layer of innate Gang Qi shining with radiance, his eyes bulged and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Supreme Gang Qi!"

Anyone who sees the legendary Supreme Gang Qi appear in the world will be shocked, because that only exists in legends.

"Hahaha, okay, today, my Holy Wyvern will personally kill a demonic genius who is outstanding in the world. After a brief shock, the aura on the Holy Wyvern's body boiled even more, "The abyss has fallen." ”

With this punch, the earth cracked a gap of thousands of meters, the fist mark was like a mountain, and the fist momentum was like the sky, and Qin Ling was going to be punched into the abyss and fall forever.

A hundred eternal heavenly patterns rushed out of the sea of Qinling Qi, like a heavenly scar appearing, and when it was integrated into the innate qi, it exuded a faint supreme aura, supreme and undesecrated.

Boom -

Qin Ling was knocked over by a punch and fell into the cracks in the ground, but then his figure flashed and reappeared in mid-air, and a hundred eternal heavenly patterns were scattered by the powerful force and returned to the sea of qi, and the vast power was full of destruction and rushed into his body.

"Plunder refining. ”

Skystripe roared, and began to frantically devour the invading force, while still quickly repairing the injured flesh. He wants to use the simplest way to refine the physical body and strengthen the physical body, only when the physical body is strong, can he continue to condense the new Eternal Heavenly Pattern, otherwise the combat power will exceed the tolerance range of the physical body, and it will explode, which is probably the most tragic suicide.

Cultivating to the middle stage of the spiritual realm, the weakness of the physical body has seriously affected the improvement of strength, no wonder if you want to cultivate the Eternal Divine Skill to the Great Perfection, you need to cultivate the Supreme Body first.

Only the Supreme Body can withstand the explosion of Supreme power.

Seeing that Qin Ling took his two punches and was unharmed, one of the Holy Flying Dragon's hearts immediately hung up, even a true peak cultivator in the late stage of the Dao Realm would not dare to bear the power of his two punches with his physical body, was that Supreme Gang Qi really so terrifying and invincible?

"Purgatory is merciless. ”

The fist momentum was urged to the limit, and the forces around the valley were all shaken by that earth-shattering outburst, too terrifying talent, obviously only in the late stage of the Spirit Realm, if they advanced to the Dao Realm, wouldn't they be able to compete with the powerhouses of the Battle Realm.

The powerful offensive of the Holy Flying Dragon was obviously earth-shattering, but the Qinling Mountains, which had never fought back, gave people a mysterious aura like a towering mountain.

The fist print slammed into the Supreme Gang Qi, and the vast power broke through a spider web-like crack with a single bit. Qin Ling's body turned into a meteor and slammed into the cliff fiercely, and the innate qi still did not collapse after trembling violently.

But blood was already pouring from the corners of his mouth, and it looked like he was injured.

Everyone's hearts were surging, this was the third punch, and the three punches had already been hard enough to even break the innate qi.

The Holy Flying Dragon raised his head and roared, the roar was like thunder, and the power of heaven and earth surged.

"Grievances are hard to break. ”

A fist mark streaked across the sky, and a Void Crack appeared, which could be tore open if it was a little stronger. The fist of the fourth fist intimidated all directions, like a sky collapse.

Qin Ling's physical injuries had just recovered, and a punch had already bombarded the Supreme Gang Qi. His body was like a ball of fire being shaken away, and the innate qi finally made a piercing cracking sound, and then completely collapsed. Not only that, but countless blood marks appeared on the surface of the flesh, as if even the flesh was about to be torn apart.

With a muffled snort, a ball of Dan Fire appeared on Qin Ling's body, which was formed by the overflow of energy when the energy of countless elixirs was too strong to be refined.

"Hmph, no one under the Dao realm can catch the five fists of the Purgatory Ruling Fist, so what's the Supreme Gang Qi, it's not that he has been defeated by the combat skills of our Qingcheng Fist Sect, even if there are more healing elixirs on that kid's body, they can't save him. ”

"Haha, our Qingcheng Five Little Saints have never been so humiliated, wait until we behead that kid first, and then slowly settle accounts with those small forces in the Eastern Continent. ”

"Wyvern, fight quickly. ”

Seeing that Qin Ling was injured, the Holy Flying Dragon showed a cruel evil look on his face, his arms were stretched, and the aura in the sea of qi was rolling, like a stormy wave.

"Stinky boy, it only takes five moves to kill you, and you will be punished for a thousand catastrophes. ”

This punch, not only has the Zhentian fist seal, but also condenses thousands of swords around the fist mark, and the fist mark falls, if it hits the person's body, it will be ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.

Qin Ling let out a low roar, and the Supreme Gang Qi appeared around him again, and his eyes showed a bit of solemnity.

Boom, boom, boom

Explosions erupted in the valley, cliffs collapsed, and the earth cracked and spewed out milky white water vapor. Huge boulder fragments flew all over the sky, and when they were shot out, they made a strong air explosion sound.

However, that kid's supreme qi was shattered in an instant, and the whole person was blasted into the ground. It seems that people who are too proud will always suffer. ”

"Big brother is right, we also look up to that kid, he used to say that he would bear ten moves, but now he can't even accept five moves, he won't be blown up, right?"

"This time when I entered the Sword King's tomb, I finally met a cultivator who could still see the eye, but after four or five moves, it was cleaned up, and it was too boring. ”

The three disciples of the Heavenly Sword shook their heads and said, seemingly a little dissatisfied.

However, before their conversation was over, they saw a figure fly out, his face was pale, his eyes were dim, and the military uniform on his body had been dyed red. The fire around the body was burning, and the cracked flesh scars were healing rapidly.

"Not dead?"

The faces of the five little saints of Qingcheng were suddenly extremely ugly, and their faces had been lost. That kid is also a freak, and he can't seem to be beaten to death no matter how much he fights.

Qin Ling grinned, shook his head slightly, and said: "The Purgatory Ruling Fist is nothing more than that, and the power of the five moves also took Lao Tzu's life." I don't think you will be called a holy flying dragon in the future, just a holy flying worm. ”

"Hahaha, five moves failed to kill you, I lost. But Ben Gongzi won't be holding his hand in the future, how many punches can you take from me?"

Qin Ling wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and pursed his lips to show a sneering look: "You don't have a chance." ”

Qin Ling, who originally looked heavily injured and weakened, suddenly rushed out of his body, his flesh and blood were glowing, bursts of heavy aura emanated, and the eternal heavenly patterns in the sea of qi were urged at the same time, as if hundreds of giant dragons stirred up the waves of the ocean, turning mountains and seas.

That power exceeded three million catties of divine power in an instant, Qin Ling stepped out in one step, the wind surged, and a giant leg broke through the air and stepped down, first stepping on the vortex above the head of the Holy Flying Dragon, cutting off the source of his strength.

Saint Feilong's expression changed sharply, he actually felt the crisis of life and death, and he did not hesitate to punch the sky.

Qin Ling took the second step under the shocked gaze of everyone, and his strength had already exceeded three and a half million jin of divine power, and his even thicker giant legs stepped down in the air, falling with heavenly power and the momentum of suppressing everything. Rolling dark clouds covered the valley and mountains, and thunder flashed like snakes.

"It's not good, this emperor-level combat skill dares to be so powerful. That kid's strength is incomparable, and he is only stronger than us. ”

"What should I do, the Wyvern may not be able to take it?"

Just when the other four of the Five Little Saints of Qingcheng looked panicked, Qin Ling's combat skills had already slammed into the fist mark of the Holy Flying Dragon, and with a bang of supreme will, he stepped his whole person into the cracks of the ground.

"Senior Brother Wyvern. ”

The only woman couldn't help but exclaim, her delicate body flashed behind Qin Ling, and she also used the Purgatory Judgment Fist.

Qin Ling turned around and took the third step, his momentum increased again, and the entire heavenly dome was pressed down. Three million catties of divine power shook all directions, surpassing all the forces present.

The sky is wailing, and the earth is shaking.

"It's not good, Senior Sister Flying Eagle be careful. ”

Two more people from the five little saints in Qingcheng rushed up, and they used all kinds of ruling fist techniques, and three masters comparable to the late stage of the Dao Realm joined forces to attack, just like a trial, to sentence Qin Ling to death.

The two giant legs of the sky stepped down mercilessly, with thunder light, adding to the momentum of heavenly might.

Bang bang -

The two Qingcheng Fist Sect disciples who shot later each took the force of a step, and the woman's ruling fist seal had already hit Qin Ling's vest. (To be continued.) )