"Qianhua Palm!" Ye Qingcheng shouted in this series of lightning blows, trying to repel Mu Feiyang.

As a result, Mu Feiyang, who possessed the seventh consciousness (soul consciousness), seemed to have expected his counterattack, and immediately stretched out his hand and hit Ye Qingcheng's palm.

"Bang !!" a circle of mysterious energy vortex, spinning between the palms of the two of them. Then, Ye Qingcheng was violently shocked and flew out, but Mu Feiyang was still hanging in place, his footsteps not moving.

"Hum!" The mysterious energy vortex was powerless to dissipate on Mu Feiyang's diamond palm.

Ye Qingcheng was once again shocked back more than ten zhang away, and the junior Qianhua palm was of no use to Mu Feiyang. Not only that, but he also saw that none of his qiē moves could hit Mu Feiyang's immortal dragon body.

With the hardest body, it is still the most terrifying hand. On the one hand, there is an unbreakable defense, and on the other hand, there is a very lethal attack, how can such an opponent fight?

At this moment, Ye Qingcheng felt that he was too naïve. Even if he had the Heavenly Demon Divine Power and raised his cultivation to this height, Mu Feiyang was still not something he could beat. He hadn't even comprehended the second form of the Thousand Transformation Palm.

He felt a deep powerlessness, and it seemed as if he had only one way to escape in the face of an enemy who didn't know how to attack at all. However, his heart told him that if he fled, he would fall before this hurdle, and he would never be able to get up.

"Still thinking about countermeasures?" Mu Feiyang stretched out a bright red tongue, licked the blood off his fist, and said, "You're dead." What did you say before? If I defeat you, it's because the Yun clan chose the wrong person, right? Those old bastards really blinded their dogs!"

"Shut up!" Ye Qingcheng shouted angrily: "I haven't lost it yet!"

"Look at the palm of your hand. Mu Feiyang said coldly.

Ye Qingcheng hurriedly raised his hand, and a piece of blue rust appeared in his palm, which was spreading strangely and silently. His eyes widened, and the horror in his heart swept over layer by layer.

"The palm just now is the third form of Lao Tzu's Qianhua palm, iron kill!" Mu Feiyang had a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

Before, Ye Qingcheng released the Thousand Transformation Palm, thinking that Mu Feiyang just took it casually, but as a result, he secretly used the third form of the Thousand Transformation Palm, which hit him hard with one move.

After Mu Feiyang finished speaking, the rust-like mark on his palm spread sharply faster. It was just a respite before his palm turned into a turquoise, immobile palm. He used his soul power and thunder spirit to try to drive away this strange palm power, and then, the more he struggled, the faster this rust spread.

After a while, under Mu Feiyang's cold and arrogant gaze, Ye Qingcheng watched as his entire arm turned into a rusty bronze arm. At the same time, his feet gradually turned into rusty bronze, and the thunder spirit was like a stream of water being expelled, surging uncontrollably towards his unmutated parts.

Originally, he thought that he could hold out for a while, at least for half a day. As a result, before he could make a few moves, he was forced into a dead end by Mu Feiyang.

Mu Feiyang looked at him with pitiful eyes, and didn't even bother to kill him, "Enjoy this little time before death, if you fall into Lao Tzu's technique, no one will save you." ”

On Ye Qingcheng's body, all the parts that turned into bronze were like cold bronze vessels, and they lost their control. Under the corrosive power of this terrifying palm, his soul seemed to be gradually frozen, and once his entire body turned to bronze, his soul would go out of his body. To put it simply, death!

Thundered......

On the ground, a majestic pillar of clouds came out from the clouds below.

I saw that the dark sun ghost Jiao turned into a half-human snake state, with a pair of wings flapping on its back, a Jiao head, and a mane flying against the wind on its neck, and it dragged a chain in its hand, and the other end of the chain was wrapped around the bones of the wolf that had been beaten to the point of being unbearable. appeared together, as well as Hua Lao, who was covered in blood.

The moment they appeared, they found that Ye Qingcheng's body was rusting, like a sculpture, and gradually lost his ability to move.

"Boy, did you fall into his Thousand Transformations?" said the Dark Sun Ghost Jiao in horror.

At this time, the rust on Ye Qingcheng's right arm and legs was still spreading irreversibly, and his body was almost out of control, becoming heavier and heavier.

"Young Master Ye!" Boss Hua shouted, and just as he wanted to rush over, he was grabbed and dragged by the Dark Sun Ghost Jiao. It knew how terrifying Mu Feiyang was, even if Hua Lao had a high-level Martial Emperor cultivation, he couldn't resist a few of his moves.

"Let that kid go. The Dark Sun Ghost Jiao said, "Otherwise, I will kill your most proud subordinate!"

Qi Gu, who was covered in broken bones, smiled sadly and said, "You think too highly of me." ”

"Bang !!!", an airflow burst out in the air, and Mu Feiyang left a brilliant afterimage, which instantly flew past the dark sun ghost Jiao.

His sudden blow surprised everyone, and only Qi Gu guessed it. I saw that Mu Feiyang had already appeared behind the Dark Sun Ghost Jiao, and the Qi Bone bound by the chains in its hand was only a skullless skeleton, and a large amount of Yin Soul Black Smoke gushed out from its neck.

Mu Feiyang used his diamond hand to grab the skull head of Qi Bone, and without hesitation, he sneered: "The failed guy is useless to Lao Tzu, you actually use it to blackmail Lao Tzu?"

"Mu Xiao'er, you-" Dark Sun Ghost Jiao exclaimed.

"Snap !!" Qi Bone's head burst instantly, turning into a cloud of swollen black soul smoke and flying broken bones. The final way of dying is so simple and even more chilling.

At this time, the rust on Ye Qingcheng's body had spread to his chest, and he finally couldn't support it, and he slowly fell like a sculpture.

"Young Master Ye. Hua Lao exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly chased after him.

On the rolling clouds, only the dark sun ghost Jiao was left, and Mu Feiyang stood against him.

"Old ghost. Mu Feiyang raised his palm, stared at the Dark Sun Ghost Jiao coldly and arrogantly, and said, "Lao Tzu decided to use the strongest palm technique to send you to the Western Heavens, do you feel honored?"

............

In the pouring rain, the rats fled frantically, and their empress fled, and they completely lost the will to fight. Only the tide of ghouls, galloping after the Salamander King and the last remnants of the human army. However, under the bombardment of the dragons in the sky, the ghoul group has been scattered to pieces.

The scene on the ground was extremely chaotic, surrounded by fleeing rats, in front of the galloping army of the Salamander King, behind the chasing corpse army, and on the sky was a raging dragon.

Thunder and lightning flickered in the low-hanging clouds, and heavy rain poured down. The strange thing is that the huge gully that had been cracked in the clouds before had not yet completely healed, and a waterfall-like sunlight swayed on the swamp in the heavy rain, forming a magnificent, magnificent and expressive picture.

"Bang!!" Hua Lao carried a sculpture-like figure and fell into the mud.

Then, he put Ye Qingcheng, who had half of his body solidified into rusty copper, on the ground, looked at the rust that was still spreading on Ye Qingcheng's body in disbelief, and said, "Is there any way to crack it?"

At this time, Ye Qingcheng's expression was gloomy, he was extremely unwilling in his heart, he did what he could, and even faintly saw the fire of hope, but in the end he still couldn't escape the fate of failure.