"Chen Qingyun, your courage is too great, isn't it! Hmph, dare to attack the law enforcement disciples of the Law Enforcement Palace, go back with me obediently! Otherwise...... Humph......"

Before the man arrives, the voice comes first!

The moon sprinkled with a little clear light, and in the summer night, a black-clothed figure moved at high speed like a ghost.

Qing Yun's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, a pair of eyes burst out with fierce murderous intent, and her small body seemed to condense a terrifying and incomparably powerful force!

"I still want to resist!" The figure flew quickly, the characters of the cold autumn soul inscription glowed, and the whole person was like a god coming to the world, emitting a red-golden light, and the free aura in the sky instantly gathered, and a terrifying spiritual technique was rapidly stimulating.

"The Inscription Realm is really powerful. Qing Yun's eyes froze, she knew that the terrifying thing about the inscription realm was that in addition to the more powerful spiritual power, the inscription characters engraved on the wall of the spirit que were also terrifying, and the inscription characters could only be activated when the inscription characters appeared, and the inscriptions that had already been engraved meant that the spiritual power was instantaneous!

"Spiritual Technique!Golden Body Protection!" Leng Qiu Soul snorted softly, and the golden aura of his whole body was almost condensed, leaving only a trace of illusory and unreal feeling. A terrifying force was constantly sprouting in his body, and the ground under his feet was gradually unable to bear its own weight, and it was actually cracking!

Qing Yun is not a person who sits idly by, and the spirit skills that have already been condensed in her spirit suddenly burst out, "Talisman Spirit Technique!Speed Spirit Technique!Giant Power Spirit Technique!" Three ordinary small spirit skills suddenly erupted and blessed Qing Yun's body.

Qing Yun strode and quickly approached, like a divine arrow off the string, and rushed directly to kill it. Her small fist contained terrifying power, and even if she didn't use spiritual arts, she was comparable to a master of the Inscription Realm. Now, under the blessing, the power has been strengthened to the extent that it changes the color of the inscription realm.

Leng Qiu Soul didn't pay attention at first, and under the sudden outburst, he was a little caught off guard. "You're looking for death!" he covered his whole body with dazzling golden light, and a rough palm intercepted the punch that hit him directly.

The fists collided, and the air was blasted into a piercing pop in this violent blow! Qing Yun took a step backwards, but Leng Qiu Soul staggered back four or five steps before stopping his retreat.

"How is it possible, such a strong force!" he looked at Qing Yun with a solemn face in shock, and the short period of time in the fight was unexpectedly unbelievable for a high-ranking Inscription Realm cultivator.

"The Inscription Realm is really the Inscription Realm, it's not something I can resist!" Qing Yun's face also changed a little, in her opinion, this black-clothed deacon who suddenly arrived must not be as simple as an ordinary Inscription Realm. "You've carved a few inscriptions!Looks bad!" Kiyomi asked nonchalantly, trying to provoke him and find a flaw in her opponent.

"The little Spirit Gate Realm also dares to speak out! I am already engraved in all directions, and I am only one step away from stepping into the Source Light Realm! You little doll, you dare to be presumptuous!" Leng Qiu's soul was not angry and arrogant, and his cold words revealed the coldness of Sen Sen, and his original momentum rose again. "Just now, I only used the defensive inscription spirit technique of the northern wall of the Lingque, and now let you see the killing technique of the western Lingque wall! I won't show mercy any more!"

Before he finished his words, a sword light suddenly appeared behind him, and the sword light was like a pillar of heaven, rushing to a height of nearly a hundred meters. His whole person is also like a sharp sword, as if he can cut off all opponents!

Qing Yun looked at such a terrifying sword light, she didn't have the slightest certainty, because this sword light was too powerful. With the cultivation of Qingyun Lingkai ten percent of the peak of the Spirit Gate Realm, in front of this sword light, they all felt as small as ants.

"Fight ......" Qing Yun shouted, "The inscription characters are out!" The spiritual power that was originally trapped in the spirit gate suddenly boiled! One by one, the inscription characters that had already been condensed flew out, and the spiritual power in the entire spirit gate was instantly hollowed out, and a deep weakness suddenly came.

Qing Yun's artistic conception suddenly retaliated and controlled the inscription characters flying in the sky, each character was transformed by spiritual power, representing the fundamental power of a spiritual cultivator.

"Talisman Talisman Burns!"

"Speed Talisman Burns!"

"The Great Spiritual Talisman Burns!"

"Edgeworth's Spiritual Talisman Burns!"

"Sharp Spirit Talisman Burns!"

......

An earth-shattering roar came from Qing Yun's mouth, and all the spiritual inscriptions in front of her burned and disintegrated, turning into incomparably powerful combat power!

The ground under her feet couldn't withstand the terrifying power, and a huge crack opened, and a spirit sword in the bag suddenly flew up, and the power far beyond the Spirit Gate Realm was rising.

Leng Qiu Soul faintly felt the threat, the sword light came, and slashed down with the momentum of opening the mountain, Qing Yun's spirit sword power continued to rise, and instantly flew out of the air, blocking the sword light.

The terrifying sword light actually stagnated at this moment, as if it had encountered some extremely hard object, and it was completely slashed! The situation was stalemate for a short time.

"Southern Lingbi's Spiritual Magic, Flame Fury!"

"The spiritual art of the Oriental Lingbi is close to the end of the world!"

"The spiritual art of the local spirit, the divine power of the thick earth!"

"Heavenly Spiritual Arts, Mighty Rivers and Mountains!"

Leng Qiu Soul didn't care about anything, and immediately urged the spiritual art engraved on the wall of the Spirit Que, and for a while, the sword light was stained with heavy flames, increasing the speed like a storm, containing vast and boundless power, and carrying the power of suppressing the world.

The true power of an Inscription Realm monk began to manifest, and violent aura fluctuations erupted in the sky, trees bent, roof tiles flew away, and a gorgeous courtyard instantly turned into ruins. It's a mess!

Qing Yun raised her head, and a pair of bright eyes looked at the sword light that fell! The original three-inch spirit sword rose against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a seven-foot giant sword, Qing Yun held the hilt of the sword fiercely, and all the strength of her body hit the spirit sword! The spirit sword glowed, and it was blocking this attack with all its might.

The spirit sword has accumulated all of Qing Yun's cultivation, and it is the strongest combat power in this life!

The sword light suppressed the spirit sword, the spirit sword was losing and retreating, everything seemed to be a dead end, Qing Yun obviously burst out with all her strength, but there was still no life at all.

"Ahh

She yelled unwillingly, but she could only watch the sword light approach inch by inch, and the spirit sword made a tooth-sore grinding sound under the huge pressure, as if it was about to break.

"I still have to solve the mystery of the dust, I have to become the supreme strongest, I have to protect Xiao Yeqing, I must not die!" A tear flowed from the corner of Qing Yun's eyes, staining his clothes and wetting the red dust.

"What is the will, is the undying obsession! What is the realm, is the destination of the obsession!"

The power of the mind and the realm turned into a mystery and a mystery emanated from the body, and the immortal aura that originally seemed to be eternal and immovable suddenly emitted a dazzling glow, the glow penetrated the body, and Qingyun was like a true immortal walking in the world, no one could stop it!

Qing Yun's spirit sword suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless white fragments, scattering in all directions, but her fist went straight to the sky, and her flesh and blood body was about to collide with the slashed Huanghuang sword qi.

"Boom, boom!" The sword qi collapsed, retreating, dissipating! The fist was stained with blood, and the white rainbow shone on the night sky!

Leng Qiu's soul opened his mouth slightly, and stood in place, this is a power that has never been seen before, it is far beyond his cognition, it is simply not like all in the mortal world.

"You," he retreated in exclamation, and although the blow just now was not desperate, it was also a blow with all his strength, and he no longer had the slightest certainty of victory.

"No, how can a monk in my hall who is inscribed in the Eight Directions of the Inscription Realm lose to a little monk of the Spiritual Gate Realm!" Leng Qiu Soul, his heart is ruthless, no matter how dangerous it is, the inscriptions in the entire Lingque are glowing, representing the powerful attack power of the Inscription Realm is unfolding, and he is no longer bare-handed, and suddenly holds a dark black giant sword in his hand!

"Kill!" he shouted, and the spiritual magic struck all over the sky, threatening to suppress all directions. Qing Yun stepped with his left foot and slammed his right fist! Surrounded by immortal light, he carried immeasurable power, destroying one powerful spiritual technique after another in the sky.

Inside the spirit gate, the rolling spiritual energy turned into a wave of spiritual power, and then it sprayed out through the spiritual gate, turning into a source of power, immortal light protection, and became an unbreakable defense.

All of Leng Qiu's spiritual skills were empty, but Qing Yun's attack followed.

I don't know how many times the giant sword and the fist collided in an instant, and the terrifying power became a ripple of power, and the dirt of the originally messy courtyard flew, and a deep pit with a range of tens of meters was knocked out in the fierce battle.

"Poof......" Leng Qiu's soul received a palm from Qing Yun, and the whole person vomited blood and retreated, he didn't dare to fight anymore, he actually fled in panic, and disappeared in an instant, and even left a little blood stain along the way.

Qing Yun didn't chase after her, just sat quietly and stood in place, and then, the fairy light converged, the aura slowly dissipated, and Qing Yun's whole person fell into the soil, and her green clothes were also tattered, making it impossible to look at it directly.

At this time, an old man from the depths of the Ye family slowly walked out, with a little strange color in his eyes.