The sky net was magnificent, like a cyan mountain oppressing the void, the entire battle platform was trembling slightly, the cyan flame scorched the road marks and left a terrifying trajectory to fall, Zhao Qing dodged, wanting to avoid the coverage of this cyan sky net, Fang Peng's attack was very fierce, and he really deserved to be a famous young generation master on the Yehuo Peak.

The ghost fire stepped forward, step by step, like a partition, Zhao Qing's whole person disappeared directly out of thin air, and a phantom appeared in three directions in a row, which was a manifestation of the extreme speed, and the afterimage that manifested could not dissipate even for a moment.

But Zhao Qing was moved, no matter how he dodged, he could always feel that there was an aura on his body getting closer and closer, and no matter how fast he was, he couldn't get rid of the lock of this breath.

"Twelve Heavenly Blue Hands!" An elder recognized Fang Peng's supernatural powers and exclaimed in surprise.

This is not the peerless knowledge of Karmic Fire Peak, but Fang Peng's family heirloom mystical level supernatural power, so there are not many people who recognize it, except for some elders with experienced vision, they walked the world when they were young, and they have seen many kinds of supernatural powers, and they are no strangers to this kind of supernatural power.

"The green flame attached to this divine net is a soul refining demon, it has a terrible corrosive power on the physical body, it will leave a serious wound on the Dao body, it must not be touched, even the divine soul will be corroded, I didn't expect this Fang Peng to cultivate the family heirloom to such a profound level, far better than his grandfather back then!" the elder exclaimed, recognizing Fang Peng's qualifications and combat power very much.

Haoyun Immortal Sect has a rule that those disciples who are sent into the sect by the family and small sects cannot teach the supernatural powers above the subtle level, because they will not belong to Haoyun in the future, and they will leave the sect and return to their respective families after a certain period of time.

To put it bluntly, these disciples of the family are just hurried passers-by for Haoyun for a period of time. It is not the elite of Haoyun's real survival, unless they are willing to cut off their family relationship and dedicate their whole lives to Haoyun, otherwise no matter how amazing they are, they will not arouse the real cultivation power of Haoyun Immortal Sect.

This elder traveled to the desolate land when he was young, and he had a few encounters with Fang Peng's grandfather, which left a deep impression on him. Therefore, as soon as Fang Peng made a move, he could already judge.

As an ancient family, the Fang family has a long heritage, and these twelve Heavenly Blue Demons are one of the Zhen Clan's peerless skills, and they need to smelt the 'Qingyan Soul Devouring Demon' into the body, and once they make a move, the opponent with a lower Dao line may even be directly wiped out the Dao Body Divine Soul.

"Bang Dang" The sky dome seemed to overturn a cyan oven, and the huge cyan sky net was conjured up by Fang Peng's palm lines, and he locked Zhao Qing's breath at the first time. Allowing it to dodge anywhere can be repositioned, a huge net binds the heavens and the earth, wanting to take Zhao Qing into the palm of his hand and refine it instantly.

No matter where Zhao Qing moved, the cyan skynet followed him like a shadow, like a cyan ghost, firmly grasping Zhao Qing.

Seeing Zhao Qing like this, the corners of Fang Peng's mouth sneered, and said, "What." Just now, he was still so stubborn, don't you even dare to take it from me now?" he sneered at Zhao Qing. Although it can lock Zhao Qing's breath, the other party's ghost fire is very mysterious, and the speed is too fast, and it can't bind Zhao Qing's figure for a while.

For this level of agitation, it is naturally impossible to provoke Zhao Qing, and Zhao Qing dodged the cyan skynet shrouded by the other party. Calmly shot back: "What's the hurry, is it so high confidence that you can't even capture my figure?"

"Hmph, since you're so big, let's take a good look. How did I catch you, as soon as the Soul Eater comes out, no matter how strong your flesh body is, it will be dormant, and then I will see if you can still be as hard as you are now. Fang Peng's face turned cold, he also knew that Zhao Qing's physical body was strong, but he was quite confident in his condensed Soul Eater.

This is a rare heterogeneous evil qi that exists in the poison of ten thousand years, not only contains the domineering poisonous gas but is also extremely difficult to expel it, there are a total of twelve types of magic methods, if you cultivate to the peak state of twelve hands together, even a huge mountain range will be destroyed, and thousands of miles of mountains and fields will be eroded by the poisonous gas into death. No one could see how Fang Peng's second style was attacked, only saw that the blue light on his body was spreading, and the turquoise light dyed half of the battle generals with a faint blue and cold light, as if the sky had suddenly dimmed, the yin wind was howling here, the poisonous gas was permeated, and the poison of the domineering evil qi occupied most of the sky.

This is to block the space where Zhao Qing can move little by little, he believes that Zhao Qing will not dare to touch his soul devouring demon rash, so he boldly launches a huge offensive, wanting to gradually shrink Zhao Qing's space, in that way, even if Zhao Qing's fire step is fast, sooner or later he will be caught.

The cyan poisonous aura not only sealed the Void Land, but also manifested several huge divine light blades, slashing Zhao Qing one after another, Fang Peng's attack was sharp and tight, much more superb than Mu Ling.

The poisonous aura is faint and green, reflecting this void like a ghostly land, the whistling sound of breaking the air is deafening, and the traces of the cut are strange and difficult to prevent, just like a tricky poisonous snake hidden in the void, often when it is negligent, it will launch a vicious and fierce fatal blow.

This kind of attack had a great impact on Zhao Qing, he didn't have the peerless cultivation of the Red Cloud Ancestor, and he couldn't face the more insidious Void Snake Demon in the broken small world that day. Fang Peng's Taoism was a small realm higher than him, and his attack was very aimed at Zhao Qing's physical strength, which was to be invincible.

However, although Zhao Qing has not confronted him head-on until now, he has just kept dodging the opponent's attacks, but it can be seen that he is not in a hurry, and even after most of the generals are shrouded in poisonous qi and trapped, he is still dodging with ease, as if the opponent's series of actions cannot affect him in any way.

"Break it for me!" After being swept away by a ray of poisonous light, looking at the moment when the strand of hair was completely corroded by the domineering poison, Zhao Qing knew that he couldn't continue to let the other party be so arrogant, and he waved several dazzling divine lights with both hands, as if a round of scorching sun had exploded around.

A pair of iron fists were surrounded by countless fire-based Dao patterns at this moment, and under the infusion of pure true power, those Dao patterns seemed to come to life, lying across the void, a dragon-shaped blazing flame was constantly swimming, and the poisonous aura encountered everywhere it passed was scorched one after another.

The hands are constantly concluding many dharmas. 'Boom', as if pulling out two fire-colored divine chains in the void, infinite flames are rising, running through the two chapters, the palm of the hand has completely turned red, and the fire-colored divine chain is three zhang long. Like a thick water snake, it began to wrap tightly around Zhao Qing's arms.

The two fire-colored divine chains were instantly twitched vigorously by Zhao Qing, he struck the poisonous aura in the sky, the divine chain in his hand was like a spirit snake, and the terrible high temperature that burst out under a single blow could evaporate a large piece of turquoise evil qi, and the two spirit snakes danced in the wind to form a violent strangulation momentum, occupying most of the turquoise light of the platform, and killing a lot in an instant.

This kind of poison born in the swamp belongs to a kind of yin evil, although the power is quite terrifying, but the most feared is all masculinity. The power of ordinary flames may not be enough to pose a threat, but this is not a problem at all for Zhao Qing, who has the true fire of the sun, even if it secretly exudes a trace of power, it is enough to burn this poisonous evil in the sky cleanly. The fire-colored spear was suspended in the surrounding void, and wisps of demonic fire power poured into Zhao Qing's body, like an ambilight generated, rendering Zhao Qing's entire person crimson.

This is a cover-up technique, Zhao Qing uses the power of the half-step demon king's spirit weapon to cover up the true fire of the sun that is really emanating from his body. He had to be cautious, there were countless masters on the Karma Fire Peak. If you are not careful, you will inevitably reveal flaws, and once the true fire of the sun is exposed, it will be a vibration comparable to a huge tsunami.

One of the Nine Great Sacred Flames is a divine object that countless fire-based cultivators dream of, and there are a few darlings of profound opportunity who have seen it with their own eyes throughout the ages, let alone possess it. Fang Peng's face showed a different color. Seeing that he was about to capture Zhao Qing, he didn't expect the power of the other party's counterattack to be so terrifying, and the situation of killing was broken in an instant, and the two divine chains were pure fire power, which at this moment prompted an incomparably hot divine flame to scorch the void. Don't say it's a poisonous aura, and even the temperature in the entire battle arena is rising rapidly.

The "poof" divine chain twitched, and it pierced into the huge cyan sky net fiercely, like a heavenly knife slashing, instantly shattering this overwhelming divine net, and the little poisonous light attached to it was all burned into light smoke in the raging flames, and then it was slashed at Fang Peng.

The two divine lights that were powerful and calm fell, like the two flame mountains that Zhao Qing smashed over, and even the heavenly dome was shaking, as if they couldn't withstand this terrifying power.

Fang Peng, who was facing away from everyone, had a cold and terrifying face at the moment, a faint trace of yin poison killing intent flashed in his eyes, he did not hesitate to point out two fingers, shattering the two falling divine lights, and then the monstrous momentum behind him erupted, and the whole person turned into blue light and rushed over.

The twelve Heavenly Blue Evil Hands were beaten out of a full six palms, and an even more terrifying poisonous evil was stimulated, and the power of the six palms jointly suppressed Zhao Qing, like six poisonous dragons roaring and shaking the world, and like six poisonous mountains shattering the sky, corroding the void into a big turquoise hole.

Zhao Qing was not afraid, holding up a piece of flame with both hands, like a red fire dragon going up against the sky, a dazzling look of light appeared all over his body, and the two eyes were like red lightning splitting everything in the void, shooting out an incomparably bright fire.

The big cremation hand immediately competed against each other, and the whole six palms were hit in the air by Zhao Qing in one go, the huge flame giant palm was like a flying immortal in the air, and the six burial words in the palm of the palm sprayed countless red fire immortals, flowing with inextinguishable divine light, they continued to produce a vast power of great momentum, more like being imprinted in the void by Zhao Qing.

A string of ancient celestial sounds from nowhere shook the four fields of the sky, as if they had infinite demonic power, and in the endless light they emitted, time was passing, with wisps of life breath from peak to weakness, and finally until death, everything was empty.

Even if he was as strong as Fang Peng, he also had a feeling of gloom in an instant, as if even his divine soul had been pulled into an endless dark abyss, but fortunately, his heart was tough enough, and at the critical moment, a little inextinguishable light in his heart shone brightly, completely pulling him back to reality.

Although it was a momentary sinking, Fang Peng also knew that Fang Cai was very dangerous, his entire back was wet, and his breathing couldn't help but become heavy.

The power of the two sides' respective six palms converged in mid-air, and the splendor was infinite in an instant, accompanied by the violent shaking of the earth and the mountains, the entire war platform was trembling fiercely, as if two completely different fairy lights collided together, a large area of the void was shattered, and countless blooming brilliance was sublimated to the most brilliant time in a moment.

A burst of intense divine light that made countless people's eyes sting, and they couldn't help but shed tears, submerging the ancient vicissitudes of war, even if the powerful bloody battle intent that existed to this day was dormant at this moment, like a big collision between two starry skies, countless stars were constantly being destroyed, and there was chaos between the two sides.

The strength of the two sides was comparable, and the twelve palm forces were entangled and intertwined with each other, you have me, I have you, and finally they all shattered into countless small rays of light and fell, but a large hole that was blown out of the void had not healed for a long time.

The domineering poisonous aura mixed with the surging flame divine light was enough to smash this place into rags, if it weren't for the fact that the battlefield of the two sides was in this ancient warlord's platform, it would be enough to fight until the mountains collapsed and the rivers were broken.

The momentum of the two sides was sky-high, and they were not overwhelmed by each other, and after a hurried exchange, they turned into two swift streamers and rushed together, each showing their magic skills and fighting.

Fang Peng's body is like a divine bird above the blue sky, his techniques are sharp and tricky, the Fang family's various peerless studies are at his fingertips, one after another, the poisonous evil qi rolls out of his body, turning into a piece of turquoise poisonous smoke, the smoke soars into the sky wherever he goes, and the whole person is hidden in the turquoise light, it is difficult to see its shape.

Zhao Qing is masculine and domineering, as if he is a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and the sound of wind and thunder gushes out of every joint of his body between the movements and movements, and there are no changeable moves at all, and the two palms are holding the blazing flames, often a simple palm, which is enough to shake the power of heaven and earth, and put the real mountain in front of him, and at this moment he will be smashed into crumbs.

The swirling divine flame shrouded Zhao Qing's body, as if it was an incomparably exquisite flame armor, the poisonous gas of the Soul Devouring Demon could not pose much threat to Zhao Qing, and the terrifying high temperature was enough to incinerate all foreign things. Zhao Qing became more and more courageous, his palms were like the wind and conjured up an endless afterimage, which was incomparably in line with the trajectory of the Great Dao, as if the hand of an immortal was pushing the tangible light of killing, which made Fang Peng fall into a crisis.

"Bang" Fang Peng's shoulder was hit by Zhao Qing's palm, and the robe was instantly burned to ashes by the terrifying heat, but the strong poisonous aura canceled out the remaining strength and did not hurt his body.

However, when Zhao Qing's palm fell, it not only contained the power of the fire system, but also the huge power of breaking gold and stones, and the severe pain almost made Fang Peng feel that his shoulder was removed by Zhao Qing.

"Ah!" Fang Peng roared angrily, since the two sides started, although there was not much advantage or disadvantage, most of them were to the point of half a catty, this palm pain Fang Peng grinned, and even his handsome face was completely distorted.

Fang Peng roared angrily, his voice was like a tide, there seemed to be endless anger erupting in his chest, and there was a murderous force in the middle of the two, Fang Cai's palm completely made him angry, so in front of everyone's eyes, as a mid-stage of the Transformation God Realm, he was actually slapped by Zhao Qing on his shoulder, which was undoubtedly an extremely embarrassing performance.

It feels like a male lion being scratched by a docile house cat, and the serious thing is not the injury, but the dignity of a strong man that belongs to him.

The generals can't help killing on the stage, but they can divide life and death!

The original Fang Peng was just angry with Zhao Qing's hard mouth, so he just wanted to defeat the other party, let him see his strength, and then win favor in front of the beauty, but at this moment, he was really angry, and he wanted to kill Zhao Qing completely, leaving no room for anything.

"Give me death! Destroy the heavens and the earth!" Fang Peng shouted, playing a terrifying killing move in the family heirloom, the turquoise poisonous smoke rose into the sky, and in an instant, it was several times stronger, turning the heaven and earth behind him into a world of poisonous evil, and the countertop that was stronger than the divine iron was faintly corroded by the poisonous gas under a layer of fine turquoise powder. (To be continued......)