Yang Xiuming laughed, in the face of Xuan Pu Zhenjun, Yang Xiuming also shot, and he was also congenitally captured!

On Yang Xiuming's body, it was also a big hand, rising to the sky and grabbing Xuanpu Zhenjun.

Two big hands, colliding in the void.

Xuanpu Zhenjun's innate one-on-one grabbing is a big golden hand, exuding endless power, covering the sky and the earth, and can capture everything.

Yang Xiuming's congenital one-qi grabness is an ordinary big hand, composed of true qi, without any vision, and it looks as if it may disperse at any time.

Suddenly, the two arms collided, grabbed together, and with a click, Xuan Pu Zhenjun's innate one-on-one grasp was smashed, like paper paste, and it dissipated all of a sudden.

The two of them used the innate one-qi grab, and it stands to reason that Xuanpu Zhenjun's congenital one-qi grabbing is much higher than Yang Xiuming's, but Yang Xiuming is a super divine technique, from the five thousand years of penance of Freezing Point Zhenyi.

Therefore, Xuanpu Zhenjun's smashing was vulnerable, and then Yang Xiuming's innate anger was captured and continued to be grabbed by him!

Xuan Pu Zhenjun's face changed greatly, he couldn't believe it, he roared: "Array, up!"

Thousands of miles around, thousands of brilliance appeared, and the magic circle was activated, forming a Dao prohibition, wanting to stop Yang Xiuming's innate one-on-one capture.

But under this big hand, all the forbidden magic arrays are like decorations, and the dragon trapping array is crushing with a click, and the so-called big array is vulnerable, and the big hand has reached the top of Xuanpu Zhenjun's head.

Xuanpu Zhenjun screamed miserably, and under this big hand, he was immediately grabbed and crushed.

But Yang Xiuming just sneered, this is fake, the other party's old Yuanying is changeable, and a fake body fools himself.

With Yang Xiuming's sneer, on him, a mountain rose, thousands of peaks, layer upon layer, protecting him.

With a click, Yang Xiuming's "Ten Thousand Heavy Sumeru One Thought Tribulation" made a shattering sound, and there were mountain peaks shattering, and I don't know when Xuanpu Zhenjun attacked.

Looking carefully, a handful of silver needles shot at Yang Xiuming invisibly, but they were defended by "Ten Thousand Heavy Sumeru One Thought Tribulation".

These silver needles were blocked by "Ten Thousand Heavy Sumeru One Thought Tribulation", but they were like swimming fish, and they actually drilled towards Yang Xiuming in "Ten Thousand Heavy Sumeru One Thought Tribulation".

A heavy Mount Meru was actually broken through one by one under their swimming.

Yang Xiuming sneered, sixteen tar beasts appeared, and suddenly ten thousand heavy Sumeru became two thousand six hundred heavy, drill it, in a few days, it will not be able to finish drilling at all.

Then he grabbed the void again.

Innate and angry!

He didn't have to know where Xuan Pu Zhenjun was, he just grabbed it and attacked automatically.

The big hand fished at the void, and in the void, there was a muffled snort!

Everything can be caught, the sun and the moon can be taken, the laws can be taken, and the way of heaven can be captured!

Freezing Point is really a fifteen thousand years of penance, this is no joke.

Xuan Pu Zhenjun was injured, and Yang Xiuming found that those silver needles began to retreat and wanted to escape.

couldn't break Yang Xiuming's "Ten Thousand Heavy Sumeru One Thought Tribulation", Xuanpu Zhenjun wanted to take back the silver needle and escape.

Yang Xiuming sneered, came in, wanted to leave, is it possible?

He grabbed again, grabbed and grabbed!

He erupted three times in one breath and grabbed it in one breath.

In the ear chakra, three air explosions appeared in the void, and the last time, there was a miserable scream, and in that big hand, Xuan Pu Zhenjun was pinched alive and exploded.

In the void, there was a loud bang, and the scattered spirit qi exploded, forming a large explosion within a range of a hundred miles.

Yang Xiuming is here, protected by Mount Meru, nothing happens, and he doesn't move at all.

Then the big hand fell and grabbed a small primordial baby.

This Yuan Ying still wanted to escape, but was captured by the congenital anger, Yang Xiuming laughed, it was Xuanpu Zhenjun.

In fact, Xuanpu Zhenjun could have escaped, but he was reluctant to escape those silver needles, he was not resolute enough, he was a step late, and he was captured and killed by the innate anger.

Xuanpu Zhenjun's little Yuanying was still unconvinced, and shouted in his mouth:

"Yang Xiuming, you ruined my thousand-year-old Taoism, I am inseparable from you, I have already sent out the news of the law, they will arrive later, you let me go, I can beg for mercy for you......"

As soon as Yang Xiuming stretched out his hand, he took out a jade bottle, which was to collect Xuanpu Zhenjun Yuanying.

Then collect the silver needles on the "Ten Thousand Heavy Sumeru One Thought Tribulation", and grab them lightly in one breath, that is, collect them all, a full eighty-one strange silver needles, and the eighth-order magic weapon Qiantianyao Ling Xuanjing Needle.

These silver needles were started, and they had to resist and escape from Yang Xiuming's palm.

Yang Xiuming smiled, and grabbed and pinched it in a congenital anger, and suddenly these silver needles were honest, eighty-one in one, turning into a silver needle, about three inches long, extremely thin, silvery-white, like a little star, sparkling and shining, and there was an indescribable sharpness on it.

Collect this eighth-order magic weapon Qiantian Yao Ling Xuanjing Needle, Yang Xiuming smiled, but he can't stay here, let's go.

He looked into the distance, the big world he had been sensing, and prepared to go there.

Suddenly, the star rooster warns that someone jumps into the air!

The sky was dark, as if something had fallen, and a monk had flown here, pretentiously like a win, excited like the wind.

Yang Xiuming frowned and said softly: "Heavenly Bird Sect, Ten Thousand Miles of Eagle Flying to the Dust!"

This is what he is familiar with in the virtual war of the later life, the Ten Thousand Miles Eagle Flying into the Dust is a kind of sky-leaping spell, thousands of time and space, instantly traveling.

In an instant, a shadow slashed towards Yang Xiuming's head, and Yang Xiuming's body immediately rose from ten thousand Sumeru, and with a bang, this blow was missed, and none of the heavy Sumeru was broken.

Then the shadow changed in an instant, turned into a divine thunder, roared, and went straight to his front door.

Boom, still reactive, just smashed the triple Sumeru, and then Sumeru was reborn.

God Lei Luo Li, is a change, turned into a kind of spiritual fire, and boomed again.

This time it smashed the Sevenfold Sumeru, but it was still useless!

Yang Xiuming was furious and drank: "Come and don't be rude!"

As soon as he grabbed it, he dared to make a move, and in the distance in front of him, a female cultivator appeared.

This nun is graceful and graceful, with bright eyes and bright teeth, with layers of colorful feathers under his arms, and wings under his ribs connected to his arms, flying like a brilliant cloud.

She looked at Yang Xiuming and said, "The Heavenly Bird Sect Sanlong Zhenjun is on the board, what a powerful defense, such a powerful Yang Xiuming!"

See you in the future!

The three dragons of the Heavenly Bird Sect will take your head!"

At the moment when the surrounding space was transformed and reduced, she ran away, just like when she came, and left in an instant, escaping from Yang Xiuming's "Vitality Illusion is not without God, but it is true at hand".

This guy really came and went quickly, Yang Xiuming scolded secretly.

The Heavenly Bird Sect is like this, come and go, if you can't die, you can turn around and run, relying on your fast body.

Yang Xiuming gritted his teeth and was about to catch up, but he held back his killing intent, forget it, and left by himself.

He also flew up, you can't stay here for a long time, go!