Chapter 122: All Together

This kind of movement is naturally great, the sky of the entire extremely cold ice field is blue, the clouds have broken through a big hole for ten miles, and under the influence of the extremely cold storm, it seems to be the beautiful northern aurora from a distance, but this time it is a little special.

Of course, the world is still dealing with waves of beast tide attacks, although the anomaly has attracted the attention of many people, but all the energy is still focused on how to repel the beast tide, and it is just impossible to pay attention to it for the time being.

"Lord Marshal, the target has been controlled, and the superbrain analysis can still last for an hour and eighteen minutes, please hurry to the following coordinates as soon as possible!" the headquarters reported to Qingyun as soon as possible.

"Okay, I see, this is too terrifying for the master and apprentice, and it must be suppressed completely. Qingyun let out a long breath, and the golden light around him shouted, "The golden light is empty!"

The rich golden light instantly flooded Qingyun, turning into an oval shuttle shape, and then "boom" changed to break through the speed of sound and move forward quickly, and a few seconds later broke through the sound barrier again, in just half a minute, I don't know that after several sound barrier clouds appeared in a row, the shuttle completely disappeared.

By the time Qingyun rushed to the coordinates where Pan Heng was located, more than an hour had passed, and the shuttle suddenly stopped, and the golden light exploded, revealing the pale and panting figure of Qingyun.

It's been more than a hundred years, since he stepped into the Xuanqiao Realm, when has he ever been so embarrassed, and the reason is just a new innate martial artist in his early twenties, which is simply incredible.

"Golden Thorn, come out!"

Qingyun rubbed his hands together and pulled them, and there was already a fusiform golden light thorn the size of a palm, with two pointed ends and an oval in the middle.

"You should be proud to die under the golden light thorn!" Qingyun let out a low sigh: "Golden light!"

The golden light thorns suddenly shone brightly, each golden light was more than ten meters long, the whole was slender, extremely sharp, and the torrential rain poured towards the blue cocoon that Pan Heng had turned into and shot over.

Although the big blue cocoon could bind Pan Heng firmly, it couldn't resist even one piece of this golden light, and it was full of holes and shattered in an instant.

However, Qingyun didn't know if he was frightened by Pan Heng or what, his hands were sealed, and he continued to shout: "Boy, give me death!"

Ten thousand golden rays of light appeared again, wave after wave of five waves, even the golden light thorn also dimmed a lot, Qingyun was tired and half dead and withdrew from his body, but he was no longer able to support it, and fell to the ground.

"Ding, King Kong is not bad +1+1+1......!"

"Ding King Kong is not bad Xiaocheng!"

Pan Heng was pierced by the golden light all over his body in an instant, and the slightest pain that hit his soul made him feel painful, but fortunately, this pain came and went quickly, and it didn't take long to disappear.

But what surprised him the most was that the innate skills he had comprehended could be improved again, which couldn't help but make him very curious and puzzled.

In the case of curiosity, Pan Heng, who was out of trouble, was not in a hurry to come out, and waited quietly, and sure enough, there were several waves of golden light piercing his body, and his talent and skills were also steadily improving, although it was slow, but it was strengthened to Xiaocheng.

But that's the end of it, and I can't improve it any more.

"Hey, old guy, tired like a dog, what do I say you want?" Pan Heng had wings on his back, suspended at a height of 100 meters in the sky, and teased condescendingly.

Qing Yunqi's old face was flushed, and at the same time, he was terrified in his heart, the golden light thorn was made by his penance for hundreds of years, piercing the golden stone, and nothing was broken, although there was a golden light at the beginning, this kid was almost half dead, how could he go all out, but he became more and more energetic. schoolbag

And what's even more strange is that this kid Zhou has an extremely strong aura of gold elements above and below his body, although he does not have the power of the gold element, but his physical body is like a King Kong, indestructible, Qingyun has practiced the power of the gold element all his life, and he is extremely sensitive, and it is absolutely impossible to be mistaken.

"Who the hell are you, and what kind of exercises are you practicing?" Qingyun was curious.

Pan Heng sneered: "Old fellow, do you think I will tell you, when you die, wouldn't it be better to ask the king of Hades?"

"Lava Hell!" Pan Heng's Extremely Cold Yuan Force had no time to replenish, so he had no choice but to use the second form of the half-hung "Nine Death Sword Technique" in order to hope that it would work.

It's a pity that Qingyun is a master of the Xuanqi Realm after all, and the power of lava acts on his body, but in addition to opening his skin and flesh, it can't cause more serious damage.

"Hahaha, ridiculous, ridiculous!" Qingyun laughed loudly and said, "Do you think you can kill me with some special treasure protection?"

"Xuanqi Realm, every time I condense a big *** body, the strength of the body will be doubled, I, Qingyun, as the head of the five generalissimos, have opened up a hundred mysteries, and the strength of my physical body has increased by a hundredfold, do you think that this mere mortal fire can kill me? Hmph, I don't know what to say!" Qingyun glanced at Pan Heng with disdain, sat cross-legged, and cultivated with such a grand swallowing of Yuan Force!

Pan Heng was slightly shocked in his heart, not to mention that this old man had a rough scalp and thick flesh, he could still absorb the extreme cold yuan power to cultivate in this environment, he really deserved to be a master of mysteries.

"Old guy, don't be too blind, if you can't kill you, I'll beat you out of this evil breath!" Pan Heng simply punched with his bare hands, and blasted Qingyun out of a hundred meters with one punch.

The corners of Qingyun's mouth were bleeding, and he glared at Pan Heng angrily, this kid's strength is really not small, but this level of attack wants his life a little early,

Who knew that Pan Heng was just to vent his anger at being hunted down and killed, and he was angry at all.

But Qingyun has been famous for many years after all, even if the yuan power is insufficient, the martial arts experience is also very rich, how could Wang Baquan's fighting style hurt him, but he was hit several times.

"Boy, will the Ancient One teach you to order this garbage?" Qingyun laughed disdainfully.

"It's enough to hit you!" Pan Heng stopped attacking, knowing that his vent-like style of play would not help at all.

Soon, Pan Heng's mind came to mind the sword god Gu Yi's lifelong experience in kendo, and now it is no longer limited to form, punches, elbows, feet, knees, legs, and even the head can be integrated into the essence of kendo attacks.

Every move is wonderful to the pinnacle, that is the ancient understanding of the way of the sword, is the fusion of countless complex sword moves, simplifying, the body and the sword are one, and the fighting Qingyun is gradually unable to parry.

"What a terrible martial arts talent!" Qingyun was once again deeply shocked by Pan Heng.

With Qingyun's eyesight, how could he not see that this guy Pan Heng was now learning and selling.

From Wang Baquan's fists to the obviously clumsy fists and feet, in just a few minutes, he can use his fists and feet to display a decent sword move, which is extremely sharp.

In the end, it even reached the realm of the unity of the legendary human sword, the whole body seemed to be full of swords, and the two of them fought hand-to-hand with their bare hands, as if they were bullied by a storm of sword blades, which was a sword, and the head of the five generalissimos of the five generalissimos was cut all over the body, and it was extremely miserable.

"No, this son can't stay, and I want to kill him at any cost. Qingyun no longer dodged, and took a hard sword punch, punching Pan Heng away, pinching a strange seal with both hands, the power of the gold element that was not visible around his body suddenly skyrocketed, and his face flashed a trace of abnormal flush.

"Golden light thorn, doomsday torrent, explode for me!"