The dream flower is actually not too precious for the West Palace and the Yang family at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, but in this testing ground, a two-thousand-year-old dream flower is not small, so neither party wants to give up, although the West Palace is strong, but the Yang family is not without opportunities. Manifest Saint Zhenjun, full name Qingyuan Miaodao Manifest Saint Zhenjun, in the lower realm, also known as the God of Hunting, the God of Hunting, his disciples are naturally also characters who kill thousands of people, and they have rich experience.

Although Ximen Zhaoliu of the West Palace is known as the strongest genius in the West Palace for thousands of years, he does not dare to underestimate the little true monarch under the Saint True Monarch. Otherwise, he wouldn't want to use words to force Yang Dusheng back, obviously both sides are peerless, in the same realm, both eyes are above the top, Yang Dusheng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he will not give up if he has not done one

Yang Dusheng shook the spear in his hand, a spear flower appeared, the spear was like a dragon, where the gun passed, the space was broken, but only the surrounding area of the body changed, and the other places did not move at all, which showed that Yang Dusheng's understanding of the gun was already extraordinary.

"Good gun!" The palm of Ximen Zhaoliu's right hand is too true and clear, and his left hand is combined with one, forming a wonderful illusion, Yang Dusheng's gun tip just resisted the wonderful illusion of Ximen Zhaoliu's hands, and suddenly a burst of blasting sound came out, and the surrounding people were forced to retreat by the space fragments, and there were thousands of illusions in the space fragments, as if a small thousand worlds were evolving and shattering in it.

"You can take my full strength with your bare hands, so that the wonderful illusion of the evolution of the world will eliminate the true power of manifestation. The Taizhen and Miaofa of Ximen Palace is worthy of its name, and it is worthy of the name of the Heavenly Supreme Law. It's just that you don't use a sword, and you can take a few shots from me. "Yang Dusheng pointed his spear at the ground, the Xuan Gong in his body was running, and the rhyme of the spear was circulating.

Ximen Zhaoliu shook his right hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand, "The exercises handed down by the Manifestation Saint Zhenjun are also first-class Xuangong, and they should be the title of the first heavenly general, but unfortunately in my West Palace, there is only a hateful ending of failure." ”

As soon as the long sword moved, the qi formed into a wonderful illusion, the illusion evolved into the world, Ximen Zhaoliu walked in the illusion world, like a god king Linfan, and the sword qi hovered in the sword body in his hand, pointing directly at Yang Dusheng. Yang Dusheng flew up, the true recipe of the manifestation was running with full force, the Xuan Gong moved, and the monstrous domineering spirit came out of the body slope, such as the heavenly will appear to the saint, kill all the enemies, the gun pointed at the sky, and slashed down, suddenly the space boiled, opened the world, and the illusion world where Ximen Zhaoliu was located was shattered one after another, however, the Taizhen to the wonderful law, with the main Yu Shen Yuan Ao in the misty burial, divided into the mellow essence of the avenue, the most wonderful true qi is like a great river, life is immortal, the illusion world is shattered and born, and the sage true qi of the spear is extinguished, and at the same time, the long sword of Ximen Zhaoliu is sent, The sword qi broke through the air, pierced through the clouds, pierced Yang Dusheng's Xuangong possession of the true qi, Yang Dusheng felt the sword qi at the same time, his body turned, the sword qi passed by, and after the spear in his right hand was split, he immediately stabbed in front of Ximen Zhaoliu, and the spear grabbed the qi like a dragon, and swung away the long sword. Ximen Zhaoliu's wrist was retracted, the long sword was retrieved, a horizontal gear, the most wonderful true qi turned in the sword body, the sword qi suddenly turned into a wonderful illusion, sucked the spear into the thousands of worlds, and the left hand was sealed, which was one of the Taizhen eight styles in the Taizhen to the wonderful method, and the most wonderful true qi formed an illusion world, and smashed towards Yang Dusheng, Yang Dusheng's spear was dragged by the magic illusion, unable to withdraw, in a hurry, his left hand knotted his fist, and he was hard to connect one of the eight styles of Taizhen, only to feel the power of a realm, and suddenly flew out, the Xuan Gong on his body collapsed, and the spear also flew to the ground. Yang Dusheng covered his body with his hands, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and said, "The Taizhen Eight Styles are indeed infinitely powerful, and the power of an illusion world is a realm, and there is no resentment if you lose." ”

"I will only hurt you if I go all out, and your Yang family deserves to be the first general." Ximen Zhaoliu's hands drooped, and his breath returned to flat. The right hand swept around, and the space returned to calm.

Behind Yang Dusheng, one of the people of the Yang family stepped forward to support Yang Dusheng, slowly stepped back a little, and the other five stepped forward in front of Yang Dusheng.

"You're hurt, and you can't stop me now." Ximen Zhaoliu Road.

"Although I am injured, but your Taizhen Zhimiao True Qi has also consumed a lot, if I fight to the death, you will also be injured, in this testing ground, not to mention its own danger, I think, the other heavens and all worlds Tianjiao saw that you were injured, but they would not miss this golden opportunity, and your Western Palace is not without opponents, the four Heavenly Venerables are in charge of hell, but the authentic Tianzun lineage of the Four Heavenly Venerables in charge of hell is torn apart with you." Yang Dusheng said slowly.

Ximen Zhaoliu was silent, and suddenly a woman in leather armor walked out behind her, and said in her ear, "Qingmei found that there are strong people rushing here in fifty miles, and the thunder is flashing, it seems that it is a person from the Wen family." ”

"You guys go, don't force me to change my mind." Ximen Zhaoliu turned around and walked towards Dream Flower.

"Let's go."

Yang Dusheng waved his hand and slowly retreated with the six people under him.