Psychic?!

Qingyang's head short-circuited suddenly, and his fist seemed to soften at this moment, and a deep sense of powerlessness suddenly filled his entire body, and his pupils turned gray in an instant.

Not only Qingyang, but the expressions on the faces of those Ziyun disciples at the moment were even more shocked, some disciples may not know what psychic is, but there will always be some people who can understand what the word psychic represents.

The second step is channeling.

Just these two words can make everyone prostrate on their knees, and they can't have any sense of resistance.

The second step of cultivating the king, the king is spirited!

Boom!

"Noise!" Long Lao said angrily, flicking his sleeves, and with a bang, Zi Tianyun's body was like being hit by a mountain, and his figure flew out dozens of feet upside down, vomiting blood in his mouth like a kite with a broken string.

Seeing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, is this still the master? was actually swept out by Long Lao with a flick of his sleeves.

"Kid, let's go. Don't bury your big haode future. Long Lao still said in a gentle tone, he really didn't want Qingyang's life to stop here.

"Hehe, without the person you care about in your heart, what's the use of the future!" Qingyang's body trembled when he heard this, he didn't know where the courage came from in the depths of his body, he raised his head violently, and his eyes swept sharply towards Long Lao, there was a firm belief in his sharp pupils, and he would not give up until he died!

"If you come back in a few years, I'm afraid the old man won't be enough for you to toss. But now, with the old man's half-step psychic cultivation, what can you do?" Long Lao looked at that sharp gaze and sighed slightly.

Indeed, with Qingyang's terrifying growth rate now, who can guarantee that Qingyang will not be able to surpass Long Lao in a few years? It's just that everything has nothing to do with time.

"Half-step psychic? No! It has nothing to do with time! It has nothing to do with strength! It has nothing to do with everything! I don't go. It's because my parents have been brutally abused here, how can you let me leave!Even if I die here today, I won't leave!" Qingyang roared, and his eyes turned completely scarlet.

He held the divine sword with both hands and danced, there were crystal tears flashing in the corners of his eyes, even if he died here, he would swing his sword all the way to the end, this was his sword intent, and it was also his way!

Shout!

The tyrannical sword qi that rose to the sky instantly swept through the entire Purple Cloud Gate, and the momentum was so imposing that even Long Lao was stunned.

"This sword intent is so pure. It's so solid!"

But in the next moment, a desolate and distant aura suddenly escaped from Qingyang's body, it was a feeling from different time and space, an endless desolation, a breath that made people cry.

"How is this possible? It's terrifying!" Long Lao's plain face finally showed a look of horror at this moment, and he seemed to feel an indescribable aura. Under that breath. He felt as weak as a mayfly!

Long Lao is still like this, not to mention the disciples of Ziyun, as soon as Qingyang's terrifying desolate aura dispersed, they retreated violently, lest they be affected by that breath, because they were surrounded by that breath. Everyone was shocked to find that their royal qi seemed to be frozen, which was a sense of terror that was powerless in the face of life and death.

Zi Tianyun's eyes widened in horror even more, if it was when he fought to the death with Qingyang before, the latter would have used this trick. Then he really can't resist, can't dodge, and the only result is death.

Qingyang's eyes were as cold as death, he slowly looked up at the sky, and there were endless tears flowing down from the corners of his eyes, and in those tears, there was the powerless regret of not being able to save his parents, and there was also the feeling of missing Jian Lao.

Because, this sword was taught to him by the old man with his life.

This sword entrusts Jian Lao's endless love for Qingyang, and even more entrusts Qingyang's endless longing for Jian Lao.

"Jian Lao, I really miss you!" At this moment, Qingyang's tears poured out, no matter when in the past, no matter how hard the training was, there was Jian Lao's company, and at every moment, there was Jian Lao's figure. And today, Qingyang is the only one, and he is the only one to face these pains.

He lost his father and mother, his beloved missed his appointment, his old friends and relatives were all gone, and everything was gone! Now he seems to have seen through the world as clearly, and after great sorrow and pain, he is enlightened.

Because he was enlightened, Qingyang wanted to wield this sad sword.

Double photo downstairs sword.

The originally gloomy sky suddenly became cold at this moment, and when the royal qi hummed, something seemed to fall from the distant sky.

White, cold, flakes.

Snow!

It was white snow.

Oh my God, it's snowing!

Everyone turned their eyes to the sky in horror at this moment, and they all saw the white snow slowly floating, with endless desolation and sadness, as the snowflakes fell.

"I finally understand, what is the most painful sword in my life, sword elder, thank you for your hard work. I'll be looking for you soon!" The corners of Qingyang's mouth actually slowly rose at this moment, as if he was relieved.

His liliang, courage, royal energy, and physical strength all surged out from every corner of his body in an instant, and all of them poured into the divine sword dance like a torrent.

Shout!

Qingyang wants to fight hard! This is a blow that burns life! The spirit and spirit burn together, and the blow of zuihou is earth-shattering!

With the infusion of those three kinds of liliang, the divine sword began to shine brighter and brighter at the moment of the dance, and there was a trembling liliang in that light, that kind of liliang, which was simply unheard of!

At this moment, even Elder Delong's face changed drastically.

"How is it possible! It's too demonic! If you let this trick be completely unleashed, the old man and this Purple Cloud Gate will definitely die today!" Old Long said in disbelief, his face began to become solemn.

Rumble!

Long Lao's hands moved, and the handprints of the Dao Dao like an afterimage began to form rapidly, and with the formation of its seal, the royal qi between heaven and earth also roared, and the momentum was almost like collapsing heaven and earth.

Roar!

Suddenly, a roar that shocked everyone sounded from behind Long Lao.

Everyone followed the prestige, as if they had seen something terrifying, only to see a black gluttonous phantom rising from its back, and the figure of hundreds of zhang was like a troll, exuding an endless terrifying aura.

"Gluttonous gods, gather and kill!"

"I'm sorry, Qingyang, I have to break you before you can swing that sword!" Long Lao sighed, his hands reached out, and in the next moment, the gluttonous phantom behind him also stretched out his devilish arms with a bang.

There was a strong black aura on those arms, and the space that was passed by them was shattered one after another, without the slightest room, like an exploding high-rise building.

The strength of the half-step psychic is terrifying!

All the disciples were shocked to the ground by that coercion at this moment, and some of them were already stunned, and the gluttonous ferocity was too strong and terrifying!

At this moment, even the snowflakes condensed in the sky were crushed by the black qi.

The gluttony roared angrily, and his arms clenched into fists, without the slightest possibility of resistance. The sword of the divine sword on the dance has not yet been condensed, and the liliang has not been released, but it was scattered in an instant, and Qingyang's figure was also like a heavy blow at this moment, flying out upside down, smashing a deep hole on the ground.

"Hmm!"

Blood splattered three feet, like a broken kite.

Shuangzhao downstairs sword, was interrupted!

This sword that has the potential to turn the situation upside down was actually interrupted alive!

"I'm sorry, your sword is really threatening my life, I have to interrupt you. It may be despicable to do so, but the position is different, and I can only do that. Rest in peace, gluttonous hands, with a strong corrosive aura, and the body of ordinary people may be rotted away when touched. Long Lao couldn't bear to say, the expression on his face was cloudy.

"Ahem, don't you want to die, hehe, after all"

"After all, I still couldn't save my parents. I'm really useless" In the cave in the ruins, Qingyang was dying, his body was entangled in black gas, and his blood stained his body, at this moment, he was unrecognizable, and his internal organs were burned.

"Dead"

"Dead?"

"No!"

(To be continued......)

PS: Huhu! It's finally time to catch up! I'm really sorry today! I'll try my best to save as many manuscripts as I can in the future! It's late, good night everyone.