The third layer of "Xuantian Gong" was completed, Wang Qingyuan's strength soared, his fists were spreading, and the air was stirred between his gestures, giving birth to a dull and rich fist sound.

And after the completion of this third layer of kung fu, Wang Qingyuan did not rush to attack upwards again, but played over and over again, the more proficient the yin and yang piles were, and there was a faint vicissitudes of ancient breath.

Call!

In the end, Wang Qingyuan's body was surging with airflow, blood and qi were spurting, and the air behind him was distorted, as if there was an unknown birth, which made people unreal.

Yin and Yang Differentiation!

At this moment, Wang Qingyuan's fist frame changed, he shook his fist violently, his limbs contracted, and suddenly flicked, as if yin and yang were conceived in the five elements, and the artistic conception of boxing eroded by the years bloomed.

Click!

A boxwood with a thick bowl mouth was interrupted by a punch, and the tall tree body flew up, Wang Qingyuan stepped forward, and then leaned closely, and the fist was like a sledgehammer, falling on the tree body.

Boom!

Sawdust flew, and with this punch, the tall tree was completely torn apart and shattered.

Closing his fist, Wang Qingyuan's eyes were clear, not sad or happy, and the distorted air behind him slowly recovered.

"The seven-layer kung fu of the introductory foundation building method popularized in Kyushu, each layer of perfection increases seventy catties of strength, and the seven-layer consummation realm is four hundred and ninety catties, and the third layer of my "Xuantian Gong" is three hundred catties of strength, if you wait until the seven-layer consummation, it is not even seven hundred catties of strength, but there is a kind of metamorphosis, which can reach a thousand catties, comparable to a giant beast. ”

Wang Qingyuan's eyes were scorching, and he also knew that such as "Xuantian Gong", which is rare in the world, should have ten layers of kung fu, but under the whole world, nine out of nine people in the cultivation practice have practiced their own vitality, and they have only practiced the foundation building skill to the seventh layer, as for the eighth layer, the ninth layer, and the last tenth layer, it is not something that ordinary people can achieve, and what kind of difficulties there are in it, it is not something he can understand now.

"The seventh layer of perfection has the power of a thousand catties, I don't know how much strength the eighth, ninth, and even tenth-level consummation of "Xuantian Gong" can have. ”

Wang Qingyuan sighed, there is no first in literature, there is no second in martial arts, and people who practice may have different motivation to support their progress, but which one doesn't want to stand at the top?

Oh!

Suddenly, there was a continuous wolf howl from not far away, and in this cold old forest, it was particularly poignant.

"No, this wolf howl is very greedy, not showing my direction, the opposite direction!"

As soon as the spiritual power was slightly sensed, Wang Qingyuan sensed that something was wrong, he crossed the pool, and then passed through a hanging of old vines, and saw a mountain stream, the clear stream was gurgling, and even the surrounding trees were not dense, through the gaps between the branches and leaves, there were thousands of rays of sunlight sprinkled down, and the golden light was dotted.

Someone!

Wang Qingyuan saw at a glance that by the stream, a slender and tall figure, this is a woman in a goose yellow dress, looking about twenty-eight fragrant, with snow-white lotus arms pillowed behind her head, Qiong's nose is like jade, below is a pair of pink and shining lips, long eyelashes trembling slightly, eyes slightly closed, it is hard to imagine what kind of bright eyes will be after opening.

A picturesque, even fairy-like woman, gorgeous and incomprehensible, with a suffocating beauty.

The beauty of the mountain stream, the sun is shining, it is a beautiful picture, but at this time, a few feet in front of the woman, five sturdy wild wolves are drooling, and their green eyes are flashing with cruel and bloodthirsty fierce light.

At such a dangerous moment, the woman lay down by the stream as if she had fallen into a deep sleep, showing no sign of awakening.

After a short observation, a wild wolf finally couldn't hold it anymore, and kicked the ground on its two hind legs, like a gray horse, and pounced towards the woman.

"Beasts!"

didn't have time to think about the weirdness, Wang Qingyuan shouted violently, jumped out suddenly, at this moment of life and death, he didn't think about it, and directly burst out all his strength, pulling all the muscles all over his body, making a loud noise, stepping on his feet hard, he jumped a few feet, and came behind the wild wolf.

Airplanes!

The air distorted, and as Wang Qingyuan's qi and blood surged, all the strength of his body was mobilized.

Boom!

The dull sound, accompanied by the terrible howl of the wild wolf, the wild wolf that pounced on the woman was shocked out by a punch on the spot, and the vertebrae in the back of the waist collapsed, which was actually broken by Wang Qingyuan's punch.

Roar!

In an instant, the remaining four wild wolves roared angrily, turning into four gray shadows and pounced at the same time, this is a kind of mountain and forest hunter with not weak wisdom, this time the killing, there is a degree of advance and retreat, the four wild wolves occupy four directions respectively, and in a snap of the fingers, it actually blocked all the retreats and dodge directions of Wang Qingyuan, creating a situation of lore.

Terrible!

In an instant, Wang Qingyuan's hairs stood up all over his body, and a chill ran down his spine, however, before he could react, the dark fragrance floated around him, and a graceful figure appeared beside him.

It's her!

Wang Qingyuan's eyes were shocked, but what appeared next to him was the woman who seemed to be sleeping by the stream.

At this time, the woman's eyes were still slightly closed, but a slender palm that was more crystal clear than white jade was gently raised, and her index finger swiped in the void, and a faint golden light could be seen flowing in the fingertips, like the light and rain through the gaps in the branches and leaves, brilliant and warm, pure and soft, but in Wang Qingyuan's keen spiritual power sense, he still caught a trace of hidden murder.

Call!

The woman's seemingly slow movements were actually extremely fast, with a stroke of her index finger, her beard was split into four in an instant, and a jade arm seemed to have given birth to a phantom.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Immediately after, four golden soft fingers poured out from those fingertips, six inches long, tearing the air apart, leaving four faint golden phantoms.

Burst!

There was only a soft sound, and the four wild wolves that originally pounced on Wang Qingyuan were as if they were fixed in the void, and the four blood flowers splashed, and then fell to the ground with a bang, and there was no life at all.

Wang Qingyuan looked at it, and at the center of the eyebrows of the strongest wolf head of the four wild wolves, an identical, copper-sized hole, with red and white, gurgling out.

"Finger Mang, Heaven and Earth Vitality!"

After being slightly stunned, Wang Qingyuan showed a little shocked, looking at the woman in front of him, who was about two or three years older than him, she actually practiced her own vitality, and her cultivation was at least connected to heaven and earth, and she entered the realm of Daoji.

Well?

After a few breaths, Wang Qingyuan sensed that something was wrong, because the woman was still standing a few feet in front of him with her eyes closed, and she could even smell the slightest wisp of sweet breath.

"It's ......"

After another ten breaths, Wang Qingyuan suddenly appeared, the golden sunlight sprinkled down between the branches and leaves, suddenly a little purple, without waiting for him to feel carefully, in the ancestral court, suddenly a strange fluctuation was born, and soon, there was a blue sky dome appeared, in the east, purple gas like smoke, curling up.

More than ten miles away.

In the middle of the Heavenly Peak, in front of the bamboo building, next to the ever-bright lamp.

At this moment, the Taoist priest looked at the east of Yujing Mountain, a large area of purple qi came from the east, like mist, almost obscuring the small half of the sky.

"Purple Qi from the East!Creation Vision, who created a third-order supernatural power?"

The Silent Daoist muttered, even in his opinion, such a rich purple qi was not an ordinary third-order divine power, and it was even almost close to the level of a second-order divine power, and it was only one step away from being able to trigger the second kind of creation vision.

Clang!

At this time, a mellow bell rang from the distant Yingtian Peak, this bell sound is thick and quiet, there is a taste of cleansing the soul, the flowing water spreads out, and soon spreads throughout the territory of Yujing Mountain.

"The new law is in the world, and the Dao bell is ringing!"

At this time, not only in the Huntian Peak, but also in the nine peaks of the Xuantian Dao, countless people raised their heads, and their eyes showed a look of shock.

In front of the mountain stream.

Through the gaps between the branches and leaves, Wang Qingyuan finally saw the purple qi curling eastward.

What kind of magnificent celestial phenomenon is this, noble, purple qi rising in the east, and it has been a symbol of auspiciousness since ancient times.

"I once heard the Taoist priest in Yicheng accidentally mention that if there is a new supernatural power above the third order in Kyushu, heaven and earth will induce, and all kinds of visions will manifest, all of which are different, and there seems to be a vision, that is, this purple qi comes from the east. ”

Wang Qingyuan muttered, looking at the eyes of the woman in front of him, he was a little surprised, there was actually a supernatural power technique above the third order that was born in front of his eyes, or it came from the hand of a beautiful woman who didn't look very old.

This has to make Wang Qingyuan guess, what is the identity of this woman, poor and rich in martial arts, it is difficult for ordinary poor people to get in touch with the profound Taoism, let alone create the law, ordinary scholars write books and establish biographies, without a deep enough background and experience, it is definitely impossible to be recognized, and in the same way, a magical power, without thousands of tempers, various attempts, it is impossible to succeed.

The most important thing is that the deep accumulation is not something that ordinary people can get and afford.

Wang Qingyuan thought about the woman's fingering magic just now, stretched out an index finger and gently compared, just for a moment, his mental power was released, but he barely remembered a move, but this fingering is obviously very profound, involving various uses of his own vitality, flesh and blood to perform, I am afraid that there are many restrictions, it is difficult to make it.

At this time, silently, the woman in the goose yellow dress slowly opened her eyes, and a pair of eyes purer than autumn ink jade looked at Wang Qingyuan, and a little curiosity appeared in her heart.

"You can actually remember one trick. ”

As soon as the woman spoke, Wang Qingyuan was shocked, and when he came back to his senses, he was so fascinated that he forgot to envelop his body with his spiritual power, and he didn't notice the woman's awakening.

"Young man, you are a disciple of which peak of Xuantian Dao, and your understanding is very good. The woman spoke again, her bright eyes falling on Wang Qingyuan.

Wang Qingyuan didn't hide it and said, "I am a disciple of the outer courtyard of Hun Tian Peak. ”

"Hun Tianfeng?" the woman thought for a while, then remembered something, and said, "It seems that you are also a gifted person, but when you met me here today, and blocked the intrusion of the important juncture of the Fa creation for me, but the two of us have a fate, what is your name, I have to remember it carefully." ”

"My name is Wang Qingyuan, who are you? Listening to your tone, it seems that you are not a person from Xuantian Dao. ”

Wang Qingyuan stepped back half a step slightly and said, the woman's beauty was a little suffocating, and the wisps of dark fragrance were surging, making him a little uncomfortable.

"Hee-hee, you're so interesting, my name is Yang Qin, and I'm from Lingzhou. ”

As soon as the woman spoke, Wang Qingyuan's eyes shook slightly, and blurted out: "Lingzhou, Yang family!"

"It turns out that you have heard that the second uncle said that my Yang family is famous all over the world, it turns out to be true!"

The woman's face immediately showed a little excitement, a pair of eyes were bright, and in Wang Qingyuan's eyes at this moment, there was almost the power to turn all beings upside down.

Wang Qingyuan was a little speechless, the top family in Kyushu, as long as it is a cultivator, I am afraid that there are few people who don't know, let alone the Yang family in Lingzhou, the head of this generation of families, is even more profound.

Almost at the same time, Yang Qin also raised his eyebrows and muttered: "It seems that the second uncle has found it, it's really a disappointment, there is no freedom at all, so you can't enjoy it alone." ”

After a pause, the woman's eyes moved, and a cunning color flashed, she looked at Wang Qingyuan, and said, "Hehe, I, Yang Qin, am upright, I don't like to owe favors, cough cough, you help me create the Fa, this ...... Well, this door of the rising yang finger, I will make an exception to teach you, this is my Yang Qin's unique magical power, remember not to fall into my name when you go out in the future, take it. ”

Before Wang Qingyuan could react, a crystal finger enlarged in front of his eyes, and a little golden light appeared, and if the morning sun jumped out of the horizon, it was full of light in an instant.

The entire Ancestral Divine Court was suddenly filled with light, and there was light rain everywhere, and he soon lost consciousness.

At this time, in front of the mountain stream, except for the corpses of five wild wolves, only Wang Qingyuan was lying by the stream, not smelling a trace of breath. Yang Qin's figure had long since disappeared, and everything was terrifyingly quiet.