In the only oasis in the center of the sea of burial gods, at the altar of the Yu people, thirty-two statues of gray and white ivory gods stand quietly, surrounding a tall stone statue in the middle whose face is not clear. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info these 32 statues have different postures, or baring teeth and dancing claws, or cold and solemn, or pious worship.

And one of the thirty-two statues, a female statue located in the southern corner, is exactly the same as the phantom image conjured up in the young man's seal, the extremely cold and indifferent face!

Or by the Yu people's mouth: water spirit Moro, which means the god in charge of Tianshui.

The appearance of the phantom of the water spirit Moro shocked the Yu clansmen at the same time, but also panicked. How can the gods they worship day and night appear in the void, but they are on the opposite side of themselves, and how can people not feel hopeless?

"Has God Forsaken Us ......?"

"It must be a hallucination, right?"

"He must be the messenger of God, who came to punish my Yu clan!"

The voices of the people mingled, and they all guessed in horror what was happening before them, but none of them dared to believe that their god would appear behind the enemy.

The pride of being the Great Clan of the Burial God Sea was instantly shattered, and many people on the spot didn't even want to witness this scene anymore, and fled in a panic on the spot.

As for Qin Tianming, who is the guest secretary of the Yu clan, he has to deal with more trouble than the Yu clan, because the target of the young man in front of him is himself first.

The latter's ability to break through his own predicament was already beyond Qin Tianming's expectations, not to mention that the young man was like a different person, and his attack was such a terrifying soul method, which did not give people a chance to breathe at all.

I saw that the suspended face above the void, the white mist in the mouth was spitting endlessly, like a heavenly river rushing in, carrying the momentum of the wind and the furious waves, freezing all the living beings in its reach!

"What the hell are you a human or a ghost?! Damn, how did you suddenly become so strong!"

The calm look on Qin Tianming's face no longer existed, replaced by a fear of the unknown.

He has been in the Yu tribe for three years, and he has seen many foreigners who came to provoke him be taken down one by one, and even some innocent foreigners were executed for some trivial matters. There is no doubt about the strong strength of the Yu clan's rear town, even if he is a guest, the cultivation of the half-step peek into the god realm is just to sit on a par with some elders.

But today, a strange young man broke into here, not only unscrupulous and unstoppable, but also injured the Yu clan Fengtang, I thought that I could easily solve it by making a move, but unexpectedly, there were many changes, this young man turned out to be stronger, and his breath was so strong that it was suffocating.

This person and Fang Cai are simply like two people, not only in terms of momentum and strength, but their eyes are even more indifferent and terrifying, as if they are looking at a group of mortals whose lives are like mustard, mortals who have no power to fight back!

The eyes of the priest when he saw the mortal who had no soul belonged to him, just like the eyes of the young man looking at everyone present at this moment, as if splitting the clouds, a slap from the sky by chance.

No one could understand what kind of transformation had taken place in this foreigner, except for Wu Moxie himself.

The wild sand surged like a howling wave, and the young man in the center of the storm stepped out step by step, and the majestic and terrifying aura firmly locked on Qin Tianming.

Qin Tianming's eyes flickered wildly, he gritted his teeth and stepped back, facing the biting cold mist, his lips pursed slightly, and he spit out a small sword from the bottom of his tongue, and it quickly became bigger and sharper.

The crescent python that was coiled around the soles of its feet bounced violently, turning into a red light that melted into the center of the eyebrows, making the soul pattern even brighter.

He exhaled a long breath, waved his sword and raised it diagonally, his breath condensed sharply, and his person was as if he was fused into the sword body, and his determination was shocking. Countless snake patterns flowed on the long sword, and all the cultivation of the half-step peek god had already been brewed to the peak.

"Ahem...... I hope I can succeed in the 'realm' that I haven't fully mastered in the past few years......"

It was too late, and the white mist had already swept in, and before Qin Tianming could make a move, he wrapped it heavily and froze that space.

There were exclamations from the crowd, they could no longer see Qin Tianming's figure, nor could they feel his breath of life.

The yellow sand rolled with broken ice and flew in the air, drifting in the air like a flocculent, and the scene suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

"Lord Keqing, dead?"

The young man dispersed the seal and stood still, quietly looking at the area that was swept by the white mist. Although Shi Yu firmly believed that it was impossible for a half-step Divine Priest to survive this move, he did not stop there.

Qin Tianming's aura disappeared too quickly, so fast that it was only a blink of an eye, even if it was a difference in strength, it would be too weird to die so easily.

The Yu clan was in a rumor for a while, and the few people they pinned their hopes on were all defeated, but the elders of the clan still did not come, most of the clansmen had already fled from here, only some of the only remaining people of the family's pride were still sticking here, looking at the arrogant foreigners in front of them with anger and unwillingness.

What will happen next, no one knows.

The whole scene is not so much silence as the calm before the storm.

Suddenly, the sky above the head changed and protruded, the clouds rolled up, and the wind roared.

The crowd jerked their heads up and followed the movement.

In the blurred clouds, there was a crisp buzz of the sword body in the rolling sound, and the sand and dust were suddenly split, only to see Qin Tianming's figure falling rapidly, and the sword momentum was like a big river, accompanied by a loud drink.

"What?!"

Zhang Lu, who witnessed this scene from a distance, blurted out in exclamation, wondering why Qin Tianming, who was firmly wrapped in the cold mist, could appear above the void, as if teleporting.

"It's actually 'the world'. Zhang Yi said with a complicated gaze.

"Boundary?"

"It is a kind of magical power that can only be mastered by the soul priest of the god realm, according to what the sacrificial elders in the clan mentioned to us, it is about dissipating the soul power in the body and integrating into the surrounding space, and through the soul, everything around them is used for their own use, thus forming a small boundary. As the master of this realm, the Soul Priest can even teleport, but the soul power consumption is very large. ”

"I didn't expect the Voyeur God Realm to be so ......powerful," Zhang Lu sighed solemnly.

"That's right, you know, the so-called peeping into God is to peek into the power of God, even a little fur is enough to despise most people. Zhang Yi sighed.

The young man in the field narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"I mastered the 'realm' in half a step, but I didn't expect that there would be geniuses in this down-and-out era. ”

In the midst of the murmur, the ragged young man slowly stretched out a hand, and the ice-blue lines like lacquer gradually climbed up the arm, and the five fingers became slender, and they grew like the claws of a beast, forming a hideous hard shell covering it.

"Ice Spirit Dragon Arm!"

The six-rank Horcrux in Qin Tianming's hand trembled and hummed, countless wind sounds filled his ears, and the air flow mixed with yellow sand bounced along the sword blade, and the distorted space made a creaking and sharp sound.

"What's that?"

Qin Tianming's pupils, who were falling rapidly, shrank slightly, and after a short hesitation, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, but he still did not stop the sword momentum in his hand.

Everyone present was stunned, shocked by the battle scene in front of them, including Wu Moxie, whose soul was in chaos, and he was also stunned as he stared at the picture scroll.

Even he, who had experienced many lives and deaths, was shocked by this level of battle.

The young man tilted his head, and the hideous dragon arm suddenly grasped, as if he had grabbed the entire space, condensed it fiercely, and from a distance, the space in the void actually had faint signs of shaking, as if it might be shattered at any time.

Qin Tianming's body, as if pulled by some force, stagnated in the air, not moving.

"It's a pity that it's not enough to just master the realm...... Back then, the deity was able to break through the realm maintained by the Earth Venerable Realm Priest with one finger. ”

The young man grinned wickedly, and the soul power in his body burst out, wanting to shatter the entire space. But he didn't expect that the dragon arm condensed by his soul method slowly broke through a few scales, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

"This body is stronger than an ordinary spirit priest, but it's still too weak......"