"Boom. ”

Countless fist prints attacked Wei Qiaoqing, like a baptism of heavenly flames, and the entire mountain top seemed to tremble.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and it was terrible.

Is that endless flame fist mark really something that a person can carry?

Some of the disciples who did not cast the Shentai turned pale.

Any fist mark inside that fell on them could seriously injure them.

Don't talk about it so much, falling into it is definitely a broken end.

"Liu Ling, you deceive people too much. ”

Wei Qiaoqing's roar came from the shroud of the fist print.

Under Liu Ling's attack, he was disgraced and extremely angry.

That's not what he wants.

Instead, he defeated Liu Ling, defeated Liu Ling, and made him the focus of everyone again.

"Is there still the power to resist?"

Hearing Wei Qiaoqing's roar, Liu Ling raised his eyebrows.

This Wei Qiaoqing has this ability.

As Wei Qiaoqing's words fell, a purple-gold light suddenly appeared from the endless fist marks.

Then it quickly expanded, covering the top of Wei Qiaoqing's head, blocking all the falling flame fist marks.

"Is this the power of the Purple Gold Divine Stage?"

A disciple exclaimed.

In that purple-gold light, there was a brilliant atmosphere, which was many times more powerful than the ordinary Blue Jade Divine Platforms and Golden Divine Platforms.

"Did you use the power of the Shentai so soon?" Liu Ling said.

After the purple gold light below appeared, Wei Qiaoqing's resistance became stronger and stronger.

Liu Ling could perceive that his fist prints had very little effect.

"Well, let's beat you with one move. ”

Liu Ling said secretly in his heart.

Standing in the void, his eyes looked down, like an eagle, making people dare not look directly.

Then his voice rang out in the sky: "Don't you want to see if I have forged the Supreme Divine Table? ”

"What? Did he really forge the Supreme Divine Table?"

"It's not going to be a big deal. "Some people don't believe it.

"But isn't that a slap in the face?"

"Pretending to be a ghost. ”

Wei Qiao snorted coldly, he didn't believe that Liu Ling had forged the Supreme Divine Platform at all now.

If Liu Ling forged the Supreme Divine Platform, he would be in an absolute advantage among his peers.

Fighting with him and directly using the power of the Shentai can suppress him, so why bother so many hands and feet.

"Now I'll let you see the power of the Supreme Divine Platform. Liu Ling looked down at Wei Qiaoqing below like a god.

"Boom. ”

As soon as the words fell, an explosion suddenly sounded in the sky.

In the next second, everyone saw a shadow like a hill suddenly appear in the sky.

The shrine was like a hill, and a large shadow appeared on the ground.

It burns with flames, but on the other hand, it is as quiet as water, surrounded by five-colored spiritual light, unlike mortal things.

A purple-golden light that was more powerful than Wei Qiao's purple golden light emanated, and an aura that was many times stronger emanated.

Or simply not comparable.

One is a proud monarch in the world, but the other is just a minister.

Under the suppression of this breath, Wei Qiaoqing's purple gold light has converged a lot.

It was as if he didn't dare to unleash his might in front of him.

"How could it be. ”

Wei Qiaoqing's face changed, and he felt the power of the Shentai in his body fade.

"Could it really be the Supreme Divine Platform?" Wei Qiaoqing raised his head and looked at the virtual shadow of the Divine Platform in the sky.

When Deacon Yuanwu saw this scene, his hands trembled, and he directly pulled off a handful of the beard on his chin.

But he didn't realize it, because at this time his attention was all on the Supreme Divine Platform.

His eyes showed a shocked look, his lips kept shaking, and he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"It's really the Supreme Divine Platform, God bless me Qingcang Sect. ”

Deacon Yuanwu is already an old man of the Qingcang Sect, and he has no hope of making an inch in his life, but he loves this sect very much.

Seeing such a genius in the sect, he was also overjoyed.

......

The inner mountain of Qingcang Sect is the most centered.

The ten peaks where the patriarchs lived, standing above the earth and reaching into the sky.

At this time, in the midst of a purple mountain, an old man in a purple robe suddenly opened his eyes, and after the vicissitudes of life, his eyes were extremely clear, as if they contained the starry sky.

"This is the breath of the Supreme?" muttered the purple-robed old man.

"This is a peerless genius, I may need to take in an extra disciple. ”

The purple-robed old man pinched his fingers, as if he was counting something.

"It's not good, if you don't set off again, you'll be robbed by a few other old guys,"

The purple-robed old man's face suddenly changed, and then turned into a purple light and headed towards the place where the breath came from.

At the same time, three of the ten Elder Peaks also burst out with light.

They turned out to be in the same direction.

The four heaven-shaking breaths set off at the same time, attracting the attention of the elders of the inner mountain.

They were all shocked, and the patriarchs who saw the head and tail of the dragon on weekdays actually appeared four at once.

Is there something big going on in the sect?

At the peak of the Shentai Pool, everyone looked at the Supreme Shentai with shocked faces, and they were speechless for a long time.

"This is the power of the Supreme, and you all need to surrender. ”

Liu Ling's indifferent voice came out, when his words fell.

Liu Ling gently pressed his palm downward.

The supreme power melted into his palm, and he headed towards Wei Qiaoqing below.

Under this force, the power of Wei Qiaoqing's Purple Gold Divine Platform was like ice and snow in the sun, quickly dissolving, and finally retracted into his body.

"Nope. ”

Wei Qiaoqing's eyes were split, he didn't have any power to resist under this force.

But he was unwilling, unwilling to be suppressed by Liu Ling like this.

He should have been the brightest figure here.

Powerful forces erupted from his body, trying to resist the powerful forces from above.

"Stubborn. ”

Liu Ling looked at Wei Qiaoqing, who was still trying to resist, and shook his head.

Is there room for him to resist?

It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Boom.

Wei Qiaoqing could no longer withstand this pressure, his legs bent, and his knees slammed into the ground.

Two deep pits were smashed into the ground.

"Do you have anything else to say?" asked Liu Ling.

"I, no, serve. ”

Wei Qiaoqing yelled word by word, and even his gums were bleeding.

"If it weren't for the power of the Supreme Divine Platform, you wouldn't be my opponent at all. That's not what you're really capable of. Wei Qiaoqing said.

"Stupid. ”

Liu Ling scolded: "The Supreme Divine Platform is my power, why not my ability, you have the ability, you have the ability to cast a Supreme Divine Table." ”

Wei Qiaoqing was stunned, what he said was really reasonable.

Let him cast the Supreme Divine Platform, he really doesn't have that ability.

"If you're really powerful, don't use the power of the Supreme Divine Platform to fight me. Wei Qiaoqing was still unconvinced.

"Boring. ”

Liu Ling shook his head suddenly, with a hint of interest.

He also thought that the person who created the Zijin Shentai was what kind of person he was, but he didn't expect it to be a spicy chicken who didn't dare to admit his failure.

What does it mean to be such an opponent.

Liu Ling waved his hand, directly dissipated all the coercion, and retracted the phantom of the Supreme Divine Platform into his body.

"What do you mean by this?" Wei Qiaoqing felt that his body was empty, and he couldn't help asking.

"People who don't even dare to admit their own failures are not worthy of being my opponents. Liu Ling said.

"You ......"

Wei Qiaoqing's face changed, and Liu Ling insulted him like this.

Just when he was about to gamble everything and seek justice from Liu Ling, four rays of light suddenly shot out from the sky.

Like a meteor, it pierced the sky.

Countless distances, in an instant.

The four streamers stayed in the sky above Shentai Peak, and when the light dissipated, the four figures were slowly revealed.

None of these four figures had any aura exposed, but no one dared to underestimate them, because they were the true highest level of the Qingcang Sect.

Four of the Ten Patriarchs.

Three of the four of them were old men, they were gray-haired and had rickety figures, but their eyes were extremely godly, and no one dared to underestimate them.

There is also a middle-aged person, with black and vertical hair scattered behind his head, angular outlines, and extremely handsome appearance.

However, the thin and lightly pursed lips revealed a bit of meanness, which made people dislike approaching.

He is the youngest patriarch of the Qingcang Sect, Youzun, and in just five hundred years, he has reached the realm of the Great Perfection of Life and Death.

"Lin Qiu, the deacon of the outer mountain of the Qingcang Sect, visited the four elders. ”

Yuanwu Deacon Lin Qiu saw four streamers suddenly appear in the sky, he was puzzled at first, but when he saw the person who came, he had already turned into a thick shock.

I didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly bowed.

At this time, a figure quickly swept up to the top of the mountain, and this figure was Mo Xiaosheng.

When he saw the four figures in the sky clearly, he gasped, which was also a great gift.

"Mo Xiaosheng visited the master and the three elders. ”

"What, is this the patriarch?" all the disciples were shocked.

Qingcang Sect is one of the nine super sects in Qingzhou, with 100,000 disciples, tens of thousands of deacons, 3,000 minor elders, hundreds of great elders, ten elders and two sect masters.

Except for the two sect masters, the patriarch was the highest person in the Qingcang Sect.

With their dignity, how can they appear in the baptism of new disciples.

"Master, Youzun, Dragon Venerable, and Black Venerable are all here, what are you going to do? Is it because of the incident of the Supreme Divine Platform before?" Mo Xiaosheng guessed in his heart.

Just now he was at the foot of the mountain, and he also saw the Heavenly Punishment and the Supreme Divine Platform Phantom.

If you think about it carefully, there is only one reason to alarm the four elders to appear at the same time.

In addition to the six patriarchs who have traveled the world, all the patriarchs who are currently in the sect have come.

"What are they going to do?" Mo Xiaosheng guessed in his heart.

"Who among you forged the Supreme Altar?"

At this time, the youngest patriarch of the Qingcang Sect in the sky, Youzun, suddenly spoke.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle and he didn't dare to look at them.

He is really like a hero, domineering and strong.

Under his gaze, none of the disciples, including Deacon Lin Qiu and Mo Xiaosheng, the little elders of the Celestial Realm, dared to look at him, and they were all silent.

Seeing this scene, Youzun's brows furrowed.

When he wanted to speak again, he heard Zi Lao, who was also a patriarch, say, "Youzun, don't frighten these children. ”

"Let me do it. ”

Zi Lao's voice was quite soft, and it had the power to comfort people's hearts.

I'm afraid that many of you have raised their heads again.

"Here you come, then. ”

Youzun looked at the smiling old man and rolled his eyes.

"Huh. ”

Elder Zi smiled lightly.

Then he looked downward: "Tell me, children, among you." Who forged the Supreme Altar?"

As soon as Zi Lao's words came out, the eyes of all the disciples fell on the green-shirted figure in the field.

There is no need to say more about such a scene.