"You,"

Qinghe Longjun was slightly stunned, and then reacted, his eyes turned over, only to see the sun and moon hidden, the stars were not visible, and the faint and heavy black qi hung down, with eyeballs tied underneath, half-open and half-closed.

The poisonous rain fell and fell to the ground, corroding deep and shallow potholes, and the poisonous water was stored in the area, and the smell was very disgusting.

Cold, silent, fierce, and poisonous.

It is better to kill, it is better to be chaotic, it is better to corrode, it is better to destroy.

The fairy light on the top door of Qinghe Longjun is only three or five feet old, folded into a moon wheel, and the lonely cloud is horizontal on it, like a sword, like a knife, like a poem, falling light like a leaf, his expression is slightly hideous, without the wisdom pearl of the past, he said loudly: "Li Yuanfeng, do you really want to fight with me to the death?"

"Haha,"

In the laughter, Li Yuanfeng paced out, his eyebrows were miserable green, and the eight heads behind him were gathered together, at this time, they all raised their heads, stared at Qinghe Longjun, sixteen eyes, extremely gloomy, and said: "The fighting method is your life and death, do you really think that it is a playhouse, or that you can't invite guests to dinner?"

"You madman!"

Qinghe Longjun made a rare gaffe, and cursed, he sensed the qi that was completely different from the outside world, and he really wanted to jump.

In the fighting method just now, although Qinghe Longjun was embarrassed, he had never been so angry.

Because in his eyes, embarrassment is embarrassment, and at most he will suffer a small loss.

At their level of realm, longevity is free, longevity and heaven are Qi, it is difficult to fall, even if it is hostile, it is just a matter of fighting for a moment, and it is enough to have the upper hand.

No one will fight to the death, with you without me.

But he really didn't expect that Li Yuanfeng on the other side was a madman, and he actually brought himself into his demon sky projection, which was to play big.

In such a situation, either you can break the projection of the opponent's demon sky, tear the power of its rules, hit the opponent hard, and come out calmly, or you will be detained by its demon heaven, your true body will be damaged, and your vitality will be greatly damaged.

Other than that, there is no other third option.

"Qinghe Longjun,"

Li Yuanfeng strode forward, the eight heads behind him were raised at the same time, and let out a long roar, and the poisonous gas rose in all directions, falling down, and the corrosive power was great, and said: "Look how much ability you have!"

The words fell, and the poisonous gas turned into a snake, spitting out snake letters.

Thousands and thousands, filling them all.

"Maniac,"

Qinghe Longjun scolded again, and then sank down, staring at the tumbling poisonous gas, his expression was solemn, as a heavenly immortal, he could have torn the space, it was simple, and he could easily escape, but now the time and space are full of poisonous gas, and there is even the power of the other party's law hidden, to tear the space, in this process, it will be immersed in the immortal body by the power of the other party's rules, which is a big trouble.

That's why as mentioned above, you can't easily leave in such a situation.

"The avenue is facing the sky, and the dusk is bleak. ”

Qinghe Longjun gritted his teeth and showed his feelings, under the sunset, the old love is faint, under the halo of blood, thin mountains, sparse forests, people are getting old, the whole picture is very miserable.

The sky is approaching dusk, people are approaching old age, the years are ruthless, and time is running out.

Qinghe Longjun integrates the meaning of dusk into himself, close to the rules of death.

It's not a complete death, it's a checkmate who is not dead, but eventually a death, and the hesitation, reluctance, and discomfort at this stage are melted into a furnace.

"Lots of ideas. ”

Li Yuanfeng saw it in his eyes, such an idea is not too strange, sometimes mortals can also think of it, but it is difficult for the immortals to communicate the invisible rules with the tangible, metaphysical, and the Tao with instruments.

With the blessing of the power of rules, such a miserable picture of sunset and dusk can really penetrate into people's hearts, filled with grief and pain that are difficult to describe in words.

The forces of the two rules collide silently.

But in fact, it is extremely mysterious.

"I'll have an advantage in that. ”

Qinghe Longjun didn't say anything, but he was confident and calm between his eyebrows.

Although the other party has a powerful divine blade in his hand, no matter what, he is a new demon saint, and he is a big step behind himself in terms of the time for the comprehension of the power of rules.

What's more, cultivators all over the world know that in terms of perception rules, the demon clan is half a beat slower, which is not as good as the Xuanmen Sect and the Dragon Clan.

"Huh,"

As soon as Qinghe Longjun's thoughts turned, he was slapped in the face by the situation in front of him, and the power of the rules he mobilized collided with the power of Li Yuanfeng's rules, as if his strength was beaten by the opponent's demon body, and he immediately fell into disadvantage.

The power of the rules on the opposite side kept coming, more and more, more and more deeper, encircling the afterglow of dusk, unable to cross the thunder pool for half a step.

"I,"

Qinghe Longjun's face sank little by little, it was very unsightly, this was not just a slap in the face, but more importantly, his situation was more dangerous.

Li Yuanfeng looked at Qinghe Longjun, and unfreely thought of the Heavenly Demon Saint of the Demon Master Palace who he had fought with after he was promoted to the Yukong Realm, and when he was on the other side of his own rules, he also had such an expression like eating flies.

None of them knew that they had inherited the crippled demon heaven of the desolate beast Xiangliu, and the other party did not dare to say that there was no one before or after in the attainment of the way of poison, but he definitely went far, deep and remarkable.

Coupled with the poison of his own ghost car, the power of rules is beyond the common sense of many people.

"Qinghe Longjun,"

Li Yuanfeng snorted, stepped forward, wearing the horned wind blue god armor, carrying the splitting immortal axe, performing the technique of hand-to-hand combat, coupled with the help of the eight ghost car heads behind him, the tiger was full of wind and attack.

Compared to the outside, the offense was three points stronger.

Soon, Qinghe Longjun showed a defeated appearance.

Yes, not the downside, but the defeat.

The reason is not complicated, in such a fighting method, to maintain the magic spell, to use the magic weapon, and more importantly, to compete in the power of the rules, this kind of consumption is not the same as outside.

Those who have the upper hand will be unforgiving, and the more they fight, the more courageous they become.

Those who fall into the disadvantage will be defeated more completely, and there will be no power to fight back.

"Yes. ”

Next, Li Yuanfeng's claws were like hooks, and he finally broke the Qinghe Longjun's body protection treasure light, as well as the body protection magic robe, directly grabbed the immortal body, and punched the poisonous way he comprehended into it.

A layer of black and blue appeared on Qinghe Longjun's face, and it was obvious that even his immortal body would be difficult to resist when it encountered the poison of the ghost car, so above the top door, the lotus flowers were in full bloom, and the petals withered layer by layer.

In just an instant, Qinghe Longjun's vitality and lifespan weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Thief!"

Qinghe Longjun's eyes became blood red, this time, at least he has been cut off for a thousand years, and it is still continuing, if he can't break the Demon Heaven Shadow, he will be weaker and weaker, relatively, the other party is getting stronger and stronger.

"It's going to be a big loss this time. ”

Qinghe Longjun regretted it very much, he thought it was an easy thing, but it turned out to hurt his vitality, and this time he went back, I don't know how long it will take to recover to his heyday.

As for the fear of life, there is no need to worry.

At the level of heavenly immortals, it is difficult to be killed.

But even if it's only a serious injury, but the recovery time, if you miss this era, it will be a real loss.

Thundered

Li Yuanfeng had the upper hand, and made another blow, knocking out the immortal heaven of Qinghe Dragon Monarch, and this Dragon Monarch's collection poured out, and all of them were swallowed by Li Yuanfeng.

Qinghe Longjun saw this scene, the original iron blue face became like a black pot, this monster in front of him is really hateful, doesn't he know that the dragon clan is the most difficult to give up good money, this hand is more uncomfortable than killing!

"That's the third reason why I know there's a trap and still come. ”

Li Yuanfeng laughed secretly in his heart, his ghost car was a bottomless pit, and he couldn't give up any opportunity to search.

Qinghe Longjun had no choice, as time went by, the momentum of the Heavenly Immortal Body became weaker and weaker, and even the Qingyun on the top door was dim and crumbling.

Both people and money are empty, and there is a big loss.

This blow made all the plans of Qinghe Longjun in the next era come to naught.

jingling

At this time, only to hear a soft sound outside, the effect of the treasure pot talisman sacrificed by Qinghe Longjun himself dissipated, and his divine thoughts were unhindered, and he immediately communicated with Erlang God Yang Jian.

Then, the void in the realm was broken, and Yang Jian put on armor, raised his knife, and brought the roaring heavenly dog to this place!