Perform the six steps of the demon with all your might, the thunder explodes, the thunder splits, and the sound is like a tribulation. The sky above the entire valley was pressed down www.biquge.info the sky, and this time it was not giant legs, but giant elephants. Those giant elephants gathered in a herd, constantly running, the momentum, the scene made everyone move and change color.

Qin Ling had not performed the sixth step before, nor did he do it in one go, just because the power of the demon step was too huge, it could be said that it was above the emperor-level combat skills, but it was not an extraordinary-level combat skill. The more powerful the skill, the more energy it consumes, and the faster it is, which is why he didn't use it at full strength before.

Now facing the siege of the five supreme powerhouses, he can barely do it in one go with his invincible combat power, and push the power of the demon step to the limit.

The thundering elephants are like autumn winds sweeping away leaves, and everywhere they go they turn into nothingness.

The pinnacle blow of the Five Little Saints of Qingcheng actually collapsed under the trampling of hundreds of thunder giant elephants, and everyone vomited blood and flew out. No matter how strong Qin Ling is, there is a limit, and under the joint blow of the five people, his qi and blood also turned inward, the blood vomited wildly, the healed body began to crack again, and the whole person turned into a bloody person.

The valley was completely unrecognizable, and there was dead silence all around.

Half of the 20 million low-grade spirit pills that Qin Ling had finally collected had been consumed, and at this time, he couldn't afford to think about it, the energy formed by the burning of millions of spirit pills rushed into the sea of qi to replenish the Eternal Heavenly Pattern, and then the eternal energy rushed back into the flesh and blood around his body to repair his injuries.

This is a process of destruction, repair, refining, and strengthening, and it seems that the injuries are bad, but in fact, as long as they are not completely disintegrated, the energy of the Eternal Celestial Pattern can quickly heal serious injuries.

"Heavenly Sword Three Disciples, Zhongzhou Sanfeng, what are you waiting for, this person is our number one mortal enemy in Zhongzhou, he can cultivate to such a realm in this barren land, he will have the opportunity to enter the land of Zhongzhou one day, who is his opponent?"

The Holy Flying Dragon gritted his teeth and roared, the more he fought, the more panicked he became, and now he dared to ask for help from others, which showed that the fear of Qin Ling had penetrated deep into his soul.

All of their killer tactics were unleashed, but it was still only a draw, and everyone devoured many healing elixirs in the hope of recovering more combat power.

Qin Ling's gaze swept over the Three Disciples of the Heavenly Sword and the Three Phoenixes of Zhongzhou, and he couldn't see any jealous looks, but a serious warning and naked killing intent.

"Qingcheng Little Five Worms, can you still have a little dignity? Even if you die, you will die to stand up to the sky. ”

The last eight million remaining low-grade spirit pills in Qinling were burned one after another, the power consumed quickly recovered, the physical injuries were also healed, and new Eternal Heavenly Patterns condensed from nothingness. Five hundred, five hundred and twenty, five hundred and forty, the power is still improving, as if it is endless.

There has never been a cultivator like him in the world, and the improvement of his strength is based on 100,000 catties. The three disciples of the Heavenly Sword and the three disciples of Zhongzhou, who were still hesitant to make a move, were also shaken in their hearts at this moment, they were all the pride of the sky, peerless demons, and the most brilliant and dazzling existence in the eyes of all the same disciples.

But in front of Qin Ling, they suddenly realized how ridiculously small they were.

Qin Ling stood in mid-air, and the momentum emanating from his body had distorted the space, as if he was alone in another parallel time and space.

With a hiss, the void was torn apart by an invisible force, and a chaotic dark void appeared around him. His strength is enough to tear through the void, and if he really masters the rules of space, then he can now cast a space shuttle, or a space attack.

"This man is invincible, let's go. ”

Qingcheng's five little saints' injuries have not yet recovered to fifty percent, and they feel that Qin Ling's strength is already comparable to the battle realm, even if they join forces at the peak moment, they are no longer his opponents, and they can only be crushed to death one by one if they stay here.

The Holy Flying Dragon was the most seriously injured, and he was about to flee with his life, but with a wave of Qin Ling's right arm, thousands of meters of sword fingers cut through the void, as if a shroud would isolate the path of the five people.

In a flash, his figure had already reached the sky above the Holy Wyvern, and he punched him directly, wanting to blow his head out. No one could resist the momentum, and the frightened soul of the Holy Wyvern was scattered, and the arrogance was completely gone, like a poor ant waiting for the judgment of fate.

"Save Senior Brother Feilong, or we'll all die here. ”

The other four all attacked Qin Ling with red eyes, they were already cornered, no matter who died here, they all carried a shame that could never be washed away after returning to the Qingcheng Fist Sect.

Qin Ling's strength has been increased to 5.6 million jin of divine power, and those four people all have the belief that they will lose both, and they still can't be careless. The fist mark was stunned, and the four of them fought for their lives.

The anti-seismic force forced Qinling to retreat three thousand meters, and the little five saints of Qingcheng also drifted with the waves in the shock wave, and his injuries were even more serious.

"We can't wait any longer, summon the ancestor to save us, as long as we are still in this revenge, we can get it back sooner or later. ”

"It's a barren Eastern Continent, and when we heal from our injuries and advance to the Dao Realm, we will beg our ancestors to send troops to sweep away all the forces in the Eastern Continent. ”

"Formation. ”

Qingcheng Xiao Wusheng and the five palms were opposite, and the power of the five people was integrated, forming a complete circular body, and their other hand was changing the mystical handprints, and countless handprints were condensed together, rotating in the sky above the large array, carrying the entire void.

"Welcome to the Ancestor. ”

Qin Ling, who was about to kill him, suddenly felt numb in his scalp, and he was shocked with goosebumps, and a powerful crisis enveloped his heart. Without hesitation, he shot backwards, only to see the swirl's handprint burst suddenly, tearing open a void, and a teleportation channel appeared.

In the teleportation channel, the shadow of an old man suddenly punched.

"It was a projection of the Ancestral Saint's Judgment in the late stage of the Battle Realm, and the Purgatory Judgment Fist was the adventure he had when he traveled in his early years. Zhongzhou Sanfeng couldn't help but exclaim, this is the last life-saving means of the five little saints of Qingcheng. There must be a mysterious connection between them, communicating the breath of both sides, and attracting the power of the ancestor to descend and kill everything.

The punch of the teleportation channel destroyed one void after another, and one void crack after another appeared, and many forces around the valley were swept in, and clouds of blood mist rose without any luck.

Even if it was the projection of a strong man in the late stage of the battle realm, the power of the punch that was urged exceeded tens of millions of catties of divine power. The wind blade brought up by the fist can wipe out all the surrounding forces.

Qin Ling was locked by that fist, and although his strength could tear through the void, he could not escape with the help of his means. The surrounding space was cordoned off, and there was no chance to dodge.

"Qiankun hand. ”

Under the persecution of that killing force, Qin Ling's last five million spirit pills burned out in one go, and all the energy was condensed into a big handprint.

As soon as the Great Mudra of Qiankun came out, the heavens and the earth were still, the void was still, and the projection of the Holy Judgment was also still. As soon as the supreme hand grabbed it, a piece of space seemed to be dug out, and that side of the space was sealed with a lore punch and kept shrinking, as if it was about to be condensed into the space in the palm of his hand.

Click, bang.

For the first time, the Qiankun Great Mudra did not withstand the attack of the other party, and the power of more than 10 million catties of divine power shook the seal of the Qiankun space, but the power was consumed at least ninety, and the remaining power was resisted by Qin Ling's Supreme Gang Qi.

"Hey, the legendary Supreme Gang Qi. Boy, no matter who you are, the old man will destroy you. But you have a foundation for cultivation, and the old man wants it. ”

There was a sound of surprise in the teleportation channel, and then everyone saw that an illusory big hand stretched out and grabbed at Qin Ling, his body was imprisoned again, and the handprint entered Qin Ling's lower abdomen as if there was no obstacle.

"The Holy Judgment casts the rules of space, and if you want to dig out that kid's qi sea, as long as you refine it, you can get the foundation of his body. The three disciples of the Heavenly Sword had a pair of eyes bulging out, and their faces were full of nervousness.

The horror of the strong in the war realm is vividly expressed. He can manipulate space, ignore the so-called physical body, and can grasp the sea of qi from nothingness.

"It's over, once the sea of qi is captured, he becomes a mortal. This person will not die, and he will definitely be able to enter Zhongzhou to practice in the future. ”

Zhongzhou Sanfeng also shook his head and sighed, the strong man in the late stage of the battle realm made a move, and he couldn't resist it at all.

All the cultivators in the Eastern Continent showed despair, once Qin Ling died, where could they still have the possibility of survival, even the ancestors of the Nine Great Families who had a life-and-death enmity with Qin Ling also showed deep helplessness and sorrow at this moment.

The faces of the five little saints of Qingcheng all showed hideousness, death is not terrible, what is terrible is that a moment ago he looked down on all beings, and a moment later he turned into an ordinary person, coexisting with ants.

This is the greatest sorrow of every practitioner.

"Die, little bastard, wait until this son has to trample you to death one by one before I can vent my hatred. ”

Only Qin Ling was neither happy nor sad, his eyes were quiet and profound, as if he had seen through life and death.

"Is it the end of the war? ”

Qin Ling smiled, the aura on his body changed sharply, a ghostly light rushed out and wrapped him, and a rune appeared at the center of his eyebrows.

The runes are like an evil eye, unleashing the most evil, the most depraved, the most corrupt power.

The heavens are aging, the earth is aging, and even the handprints that were caught in his lower abdomen are aging.

The projection in the teleportation tunnel suddenly roared in horror, as if it had encountered the most terrifying thing in the world. The Great Mudra he urged was enveloped in an evil force, and mysterious rays of light rushed into the teleportation channel, seeping into the void.

"What kind of power is this? No, this is... Ahh

The projection of the Holy Judgment curled up with his head in his hands, and he was terrified to escape the teleportation channel, but he was still a step too late, and his whole body was enveloped in a ghostly light.

Boom -

The teleportation channel collapsed, the projection of the Holy Judgment disappeared, and the aura that dominated the heavens and the earth dissipated.

The five little saints of Qingcheng were counterattacked, all of them had broken muscles and bones, their breath was sluggish, and they fell to the ground and hung weakly. They originally wanted to turn things around with the help of the final lore, take away the cultivation foundation of Qinling, and then escape through the teleportation channel by the way.

But at the last moment, Qin Ling didn't know what terrifying power erupted in his body, and even the projection of the Holy Judgment in the late stage of the battle realm was counterattacked, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. (To be continued.) )