That's right, he just wanted to use his strength at the peak of the Jindan Realm to comprehend the strength of this powerhouse at the peak of the Yuanying Realm.

This looks like death, but Zhang Qingming is different, he is not ordinary, he is the owner of the rare nine-colored golden pill in ancient and modern times, he must be a legend in the future!

At this moment, Zhang Qingming gradually slowed down his flying speed, and even chose to turn around and face the masked old man.

The masked old man would never have thought that the little rabbit cub in front of him would be so thick that he wanted to fight one-on-one with himself!

The masked old man also stood in the air, looked directly at Zhang Qingming, and said coldly: "Why can't you run? Are you going to die here?"

Zhang Qingming was very indifferent, and slowly took out the Death Sword, and suddenly the sword intent spread, and the extremely sharp sword qi was all around, and he said very confidently: "Senior, let's learn your skills here!"

"Oh?" The masked old man was a little surprised at first, a hairy boy actually wanted him to challenge, he understood and then looked up to the sky and laughed, "Boy, I'm afraid you're not stupid, or are you dead and let them go?"

"No, no, no, my seniors thought about it a lot, but I was tired of watching my seniors chase me, so I just fought it out here, and it was rare for me to run, and it was rare for my seniors to chase!" Zhang Qingming laughed.

But the masked old man could see at a glance what Zhang Qingming was planning in his heart, he wanted to fight here by himself, delay the opportunity, and then take the opportunity to escape, so that Li Changqing and the others could leave this place of right and wrong.

This guy is worthy of following Tian Yuan for many years, he is already familiar with these insidious methods, he is very rational, and he is not angry because of Zhang Qingming's provocation.

Instead, he smiled contemptuously, bypassed Zhang Qingming and jumped towards the place where Li Changqing flew away.

Zhang Qingming saw that his provocation could not be outwitted, so he had to bite the bullet, and in the face of such a strong enemy, Zhang Qingming naturally could not underestimate the enemy.

I saw the squandering of the Burning Sky wings behind him, and he actually used the residual coercion of the Burning Heaven Divine Venerable to suppress the masked old man.

"You can't leave, senior!"

The masked old man looked at the smiling Zhang Qingming and couldn't help but be angry, and shouted angrily: "Boy, you are looking for death!"

"Am I looking for death? I'm just trying to learn what you're capable of!" Zhang Qingming said honestly.

The masked old man couldn't hold back any longer, and then he made a move, which was like thunder, and a scorching fire blade on the palm of his hand opened towards Zhang Qingming.

Zhang Qingming's body was fast, and the afterimage kept sweeping out, and he drew his sword to meet it. I saw that the moment the fire blade came into contact, it exploded directly, and Zhang Qingming jumped up directly to avoid the tongue of fire surrounded from all directions.

At this moment, he immediately mobilized the remaining sword qi to block the tongue of fire, and he quickly summoned the Heavenly Demon Pestle to smash towards the old man. The old man thought that he would be afraid to dodge, but who expected that this guy who was not afraid of death would directly attack him.

Although his cultivation is higher than his own, the treasures in this guy's hands are all against the sky, and the force of this stick is infinite, like a meteorite falling down, the old man gasped and retreated a few steps.

"What kind of stick are you!! The masked old man asked if he couldn't understand it.

"It's not a stick, it's just an ordinary stick!"

Zhang Qingming didn't lie, he really hadn't practiced sticks, this stick was really smashed out casually, who knew that it was so powerful!

At this moment, Zhang Qingming did not choose to get carried away, but directly pursued the victory, holding a stick in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. Every time he raided, the magic pestle from the sky could be hit with one blow, forcing the old man back again and again.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, and the masked old man released a powerful spiritual impact, shaking Zhang Qingming dozens of meters away.

"How's it going, old-timer? What do you think of me now?"

The masked old man was furious at this moment, and he couldn't help frowning, and looked at Zhang Qingming angrily, "Boy, you dare to despise the old man, Jane

It's just looking for death! Give you a taste of it!"

After that, the masked old man quickly sealed the two golden fire wheels behind him, and before Zhang Qingming could see the clue, he saw the old guy slap it with his big hand, and suddenly the surroundings were blocked by invisible spiritual power. The terrifying spiritual power burned the heavens and the earth, and Zhang Qingming was trapped in it and felt a sense of oppression that was generally extremely terrifying, and even his breath became short.

"Old-timer, can you suppress me if you can't beat me?" Zhang Qingming gasped and sneered.

"Boy, don't be quick to talk here, wait a minute, you will look good!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man's hands were violently closed, and a huge golden holy shadow exploded, and in the smoke, the true face slowly emerged. It was a huge and incomparably fiery hammer, with golden brand flares flashing on it, frantically swallowing tongues of fire, and the scorching heat wave spread out in an instant, and the vast spiritual power gathered in it.

The masked old man violently opened his arrogance, and a dazzling red light source lit up in the sea of fire, as if illuminating all the scorching sun in the night. After Zhang Qingming looked at it carefully, he suddenly found that the thing was actually this old guy's......

Yuan Baby!

Yuan Ying flickered wildly, the exercises in the old man's body were running extremely fast, and the surrounding aura suddenly boiled, and the soaring white mist slowly rose.

Seeing this, Zhang Qingming couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, he had played it himself, this old guy really didn't spare his hands at all, this killing move is really amazing!

"Boy, become the soul of my holy hammer!"

The masked old man no longer kept his hand, and exerted his power again, this time he summoned the five golden pills in his body, ready to break Zhang Qingming with absolute crushing momentum.

"Boy, die!"

I saw that the holy hammer descended violently, and the huge and powerful pillar of light smashed down, presumably so powerful that it would be seriously injured if it didn't die.

Although he was trapped in the invisible enchantment, Zhang Qingming never thought of sitting still and waiting for death, he mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and the four holy armors were ready to resist with all his might.

Zhang Qingming looked at the silver luster on the four holy armors, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and said with a bitter smile helplessly: "My old fellow, wait a minute, life and death will be all handed over to you!"

"Nine Mystery Refining Demon Ding!"

I saw the purple Xuanguang in Zhang Qingming's left hand, and with a strong swing, he threw it into the air, and suddenly a huge Xuanming giant dome blocked in front of him.

"When!"

The sound of metal colliding resounded in the sky, and the terrifying shock wave directly shattered the surrounding sea of clouds, and the two clashed, sparks flew everywhere, and the void was distorted.

"Click!"

"Damn!" Zhang Qingming's brows were tightly locked, although his Xuanming Juding was a rare treasure in the world, but it gradually fell behind in the face of absolute strength.

It was only a stick of incense, and the holy hammer smashed a huge crack on the giant ding, and the wind howled around, and Zhang Qingming fell in an instant.

Seeing that his defense was about to be broken, he did not hesitate, did not wait for the opponent to break through, and took it into his own hands. Without the protection of Juding, Zhang Qingming is undoubtedly an ant exposed to the threat, and he can be pinched to death at any time.

"Old fellow, I'll fight with you!"

Zhang Qingming's muscles burst out, picked up the demon suppression pestle in his hand and smashed it towards the huge holy hammer, the outcome of the confrontation between the two can be imagined, like a mantis arm hitting a stone with an egg.

Zhang Qingming gritted his teeth, but the gap was far away, and the holy hammer came suddenly, and the demon suppression pestle was not at all. He struck with all his strength again, and the demon pestle shook in the sky, turning into a huge Dinghai Divine Needle, and the powerful and terrifying brute force exploded with a stick, and at the moment of collision with the holy hammer, an extremely huge explosion broke out between heaven and earth, which was deafening, and the big trees under him were all cut in half, leaving only stumps and leaves.

"It's over!"

The Holy Hammer smashed, and the terrifying explosive force exploded in an instant, and the small figure completely disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, leaving only a deep huge crater, and suddenly smoke and dust were everywhere, and it was difficult to see what was going on below.

"Boy, I admire you, but it's a pity! If I'm lucky enough to survive, I'm afraid I'll be a waste." The masked old man was a little sorry at the moment,

I couldn't help but sigh.

After saying that, he prepared to get up and fly in the direction where Li Changqing and the others fled.

Suddenly, a loud and passionate voice sounded, coming from behind the masked old man, I don't know why the old man's scalp was numb at the moment, and the back of his head was cold.

"Boy, you're not dead!"

The masked old man turned around violently and saw Zhang Qingming standing in the huge pit intact, and he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

"Old guy, old guy, you don't have any skills! Even the little master has not been hurt at all, I'm afraid you're at the peak of the primordial baby!" Zhang Qingming smiled.

In the face of Zhang Qingming's ridicule, the masked old man was speechless, and he was almost so angry that he spurted blood.

"It's my turn!"

After that, Zhang Qingming stepped out, and nine holy lights surged behind him, overflowing with hundreds of millions of lights, enveloping the entire heaven and earth, and the nine suns in the sky lit up at the same time, scorching the continent, and the surrounding land was cracked, the galaxy changed, and the two of them seemed to be in a place of nothingness.

"Boy, what kind of trick are you!" The masked old man looked around in a panic and lost his mind for a moment.

"Old fellow, have you ever heard of the Nine-Colored Golden Pill!?"

"Moh!" The masked old man's eyes widened, he looked at Zhang Qingming's face full of incredulity, and kept chanting: "Impossible, this is impossible!"

At that moment, the nine-colored golden pill suddenly descended, and the masked old man was dumbfounded all of a sudden, at that moment, the blood in his body boiled, and the five golden pills behind him all became illusory at this moment.

Looking at the sea of stars formed by hundreds of millions of spiritual power stars behind Zhang Qingming, the old man fell into silence and turned into despair.

Zhang Qingming was using the divine power of the nine-colored golden pill to suppress the opponent's golden pill, who expected that if he didn't pay attention, he actually exploded a golden pill with a "click".

The golden pill exploded violently, the old man's flesh and blood were blurred, he was covered in blood, he not only lost in terms of substance, but also lost in mentality.

He slammed to the ground, not moving, and his realm fell, as if his heart was dead.

Zhang Qingming looked at the masked old man who was defeated, he didn't stop for more and hurriedly evacuated, chasing Li Changqing and the others who were far away.

It was really thrilling just now! Although he defeated the other party, it was only the end of the strong crossbow, if it weren't for the four holy armor to dissolve the old man's full force, he was afraid that he would really die, fortunately he had that perverted nine-colored golden pill, otherwise the other party would really be helpless.

However, this time it was just luck, this old man was careless and gave Zhang Qingming a chance to take advantage of, otherwise he would not have such a good opportunity to attack his dantian, cross Yuanying, and directly bombard Jindan?

I have to say that Zhang Qingming is really a warrior, this time he won very embarrassed, it can be said that he was about to squeeze him dry, and reluctantly let the burning sky wings fly by himself, his whole person was paralyzed, allowing his wings to shoot into the air and chase the wind.

At this moment, Li Changqing had already taken the princess Zhao Ruyan far away, of course, he also encountered some ambushes along the way, but fortunately, these are some minions, and Li Changqing alone is enough to solve them easily.

He flew for an unknown amount of time, and was caught up by Zhang Qingming, Li Changqing looked at Zhang Qingming's pale face, and asked curiously, "Brother Qingming, what's wrong with you?" How could it be so empty!"

Zhang Qingming smiled bitterly: "I'm not kidney deficiency! That old man fought hard just now, and narrowly won!"

"That's the peak powerhouse of the Yuan Infant Realm! Brother Qingming, you shouldn't be here to play, right?" Li Changqing's face was full of incredulity.

"What am I lying to you for?" Zhang Qingming didn't bother to talk to him, but responded angrily.

The three of them flew forward for a while, and came to the outside of Luoyun City, fortunately, the confrontation between the two armies was at the time of the truce, but when they crossed the battlefield, they were still disgusted by the stench of rotting corpses.

There were broken walls and ruins, stumps and broken arms, I don't know how many people died in them, blood stained the earth red, blood gathered and flowed into rivers, broken flags, piles of corpses piled up into hills, crows pecking at rotting corpses screaming.

Walking through this battlefield, the three of them finally came to the moat of Luoyun City, and the bridge was hung high, specially separated by one

rivers.

At this moment, countless bows and arrows were aimed at them in the city, waiting for an order to fire ten thousand arrows.