Thinking that the ancestor of the Ling family couldn't sit still any longer, he swept down from the roof and rushed towards Jun Yunqing. 【For more exciting, please visit】

With his rushing movements, a majestic and thick dark cyan Xuan Qi surged out of his body, surging and oppressive!

"It's just a yellow-haired girl, and she dares to be rampant!" When the figure swept down, the Ling family ancestor's five-fingered bow claw, dark cyan Xuan Qi wrapped around it, almost wrapping a thick layer of viscous Xuan Qi liquid on the palm, the roots of the five fingers glowed with a jade-like luster, obviously cultivating an extremely powerful claw skill!

"Whew!" The sharp wind carried by the five fingers cut through the space and slashed at Jun Yunqing!

"Good time!" Seeing him rushing over like this, Jun Yunqing's eyes flickered, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, revealing a malicious smile, and with a movement of her five fingers, the white jade spear disappeared in her hand in an instant, and then a purple-black slender wooden stick containing terrifying energy appeared.

"Watch me break your dog's paw!"

Jun Yunqing took a step forward, waved his right hand, and the purple-black wooden stick met the claw wind that the Ling family ancestor had captured!

"Boom!" The wooden stick broke through the air, and a terrifying power erupted from the slender stick, and under the pressure of this force, the air rolled like a wave, and lined up on both sides! Where the wooden stick passed, a black vacuum area was forcibly drawn, and the sharp claws that slashed at the Ling family ancestor were slashing!

"Bang!" The wooden stick and the claw wind collided, and a sharp sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth suddenly broke out, and under the shocked gaze of the Ling family ancestor, a terrifying and surging power came from the wooden stick.

"Whew!" The claw wind was directly torn apart by this force, and it even blasted through the viscous Xuan Qi liquid wrapped in the palm of the Ling family ancestor's hand, and finally slammed into the five fingers that shone with a jade-like crystal light!

"Click!" With a crisp sound, the arm of the Ling family ancestor was thrown backwards by the fierce force of the direct attack, and the whole person's feet rubbed the ground, and he exploded backwards, retreating dozens of meters in a row before he barely stopped!

"Good! Very good! A third-grade Xuanhou can actually hurt me! Holding his five fingers and breaking his fingers, his finger bones poked out of his fleshy right hand, the Ling family ancestor's face was painfully distorted for a moment, and he looked at Jun Yunqing fiercely.

His gaze moved to the purple-black wooden stick in Jun Yunqing's hand, and the attack that made him directly break his finger bones came from this wooden stick! It's a pity that the ancestor of the Ling family couldn't see what this was at all.

But what is certain is that its power is much stronger than that of heaven-level spirit martial arts! Could it be a king-level spiritual martial artist?

The ancestor of the Ling family thought about it and then denied it.

How precious is the king-level spiritual martial arts, and the entire Liuyun Sect only has two handles, one is in the hands of the sect master, and the other is in the hands of the Great Elder Taishang! That is still handed down by the ancestor of the previous sect! Even if the other Supreme Elders reached the Xuan King Realm, they didn't have a king-level spiritual martial arts!

A small Jun family, a yellow-haired girl with a milky smell that has not dried up and is a three-grade Xuanhou, how can there be a king-level Lingwu! To be able to possess heaven-level spiritual martial arts is a great creation!

That stick should be the best in the heaven-level spirit martial arts, and maybe there is some kind of weird defense-breaking attribute!

However, even if it is only a heaven-level spirit martial art, such a powerful power is really rare. The ancestor of the Ling family looked at the wooden stick in Jun Yunqing's hand, his eyes revealing greedy desire.

If he can get this stick, his strength will immediately rise to a higher level!

Sensing his gaze, Jun Yunqing chuckled, waved the long stick in his hand, and looked at him mockingly: "Old dog, have you taken a fancy to my stick?" Unfortunately, you're not qualified to use it yet! ”

Ziyang Shenmu is not something that anyone can control! It is not a Dao body of the thunder and fire attribute, if an ordinary mystic person wants to pick it up, he has to rely on his own mystic qi to suppress its thunder and fire power! The middle-level Xuanwang and above can barely do it, and the ancestor of the Ling family is only a nine-rank peak Xuanhou, which is far behind!

It's a pity that the ancestor of the Ling family didn't know, and when he heard Jun Yunqing say that he was not qualified, he laughed angrily, "You can use a yellow-haired girl of a third-grade Xuanhou, I can't?" Little slut! You're really going to put gold on your face. ”

"If I put gold on my face, I'm not as thick-skinned as you! One hand has been abolished by me, and you dare to shout? Licking her lips, Jun Yunqing smiled brightly, "If you have the ability, you can rob it!" ”

"Humph! That's just my carelessness! Do you think it's my opponent? The ancestor of the Ling family turned pale, pressed his valgus finger bone back, raised his hand and took out a pill to eat.

After a while, he moved his right hand and smiled coldly at Jun Yunqing, "I'll let you see now, the power of the Nine Rank Peak Xuanhou!" ”

As his voice fell, a surging wave of power erupted in his body that was far superior to the previous one.

Dark cyan Xuan Qi surged out, flowing like liquid, enveloping the body of the Ling Family Ancestor, forming a membrane-like streamer outside his body.

A cloud of light erupted from under the feet of the Ling Family Ancestor, and then slowly lifted off the ground, floating three feet high.

This is the performance of the peak Xuanhou powerhouse touching the threshold of the Xuanwang, you can briefly get off the ground, levitate at low altitude and sweep the body, and the speed will be greatly improved!

And the strong King of Xuan can fly at high altitude! Unless they are also able to fly, they can't attack each other at all.

Along the way, every time you are promoted to a great realm, it is a qualitative leap, which is completely incomparable! The gap between realms is like a chasm!

After the figure of the ancestor of the Ling family floated, the momentum on the whole body became stronger and stronger, and the majestic Xuan Qi flowed faster and faster, he turned over his hand and took out a heaven-level Lingwu emerald long sword, and the Xuan Qi poured into it like a tide.

"Buzz!" The turquoise long sword roared, and with the infusion of Xuan Qi, the turquoise color on his body became more and more vivid, and the oppressive aura continued to emanate, shaking the air around him faintly trembling, and circle after circle of ripples spread to the side.

This old dog, it's going to be real!

Jun Yunqing looked at it, the smile on his face narrowed slightly, and his expression became solemn.

It's a matter of success or failure!

If she can block the other party's move, then it means that she has the ability to fight undefeated with Xuanhou, the peak of the Nine Grades!

As long as she can firmly hold the other party, one of the remaining four Xuanhou Realm has been abolished by her, and the other three, with her grandfather and uncle, can also be solved!

At that time, whether it is a war or a retreat, it will no longer be a problem!

Thinking of this, Jun Yunqing took a deep breath, put away the Ziyang Divine Wood in her hand, turned around and sat down cross-legged, the light on her hand flashed, and the Qinglian Mingyin Qin appeared on her lap.

Pressing her hands lightly on the strings, Jun Yunqing's red lips pursed, and her fingertips turned into countless afterimages, dancing on the strings quickly.

As the sound of the Lingling Qin poured out, the light cyan Xuan Qi in her body was frantically extracted and poured into the Qinglian Mingyin Qin, making the ethereal and leisurely sound of the qin dyed with a little sense of conquest.

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