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Rise!

The roar of a dragon rose in the land, a hazy and distorted shadow, shining silver, as if a small world was rising and falling.

Liu Qingciao's body was like a swimming dragon, her fist prints were clumsy, and tens of thousands of runes were like glimmering fireflies, constantly overflowing from her fingers, and she reached an amazing situation in an instant.

Rumble!

There was a blazing fist light, rushing out from the delicate but domineering fist print, in the reflection of the fist light, as if there was a huge and gorgeous real dragon roaring, winding and swimming in the void, where it passed, all the void cracks were smoothed out, and the yin wind and cold smoke melted like the white snow in the spring.

Burst!

There were blood splashes, the Heavenly Wind Seal was pierced, and the Heavenly Wind Curtain Mountain screamed, and the fist blade was unstoppable, so fast that everyone present had no time to stop it.

"Evil obstacles, you dare!"

On the Thunder Ridge, there was a loud shout, which shook the void and cracked, and the vast holy power poured down like a hanging waterfall.

Faster than the arrival of the Holy Might, it was a white palm, glowing with a ghostly light, tearing open the void, and the arm came from the layers of void faults and pressed towards the top of Liu Qingcicada's head.

Boom!

In the same moment, the Ghost Wind Holy Spear that fell to the ground was struck by the stone chain, like a divine lightning, going up against the sky, piercing the void.

Burst!

Until this moment, as strong as Tianqingdu and Tianqingbu, they reluctantly turned their spiritual will and captured this picture, but they were also like thunder, especially Tianqingdu, his eyes widened even more, what did he see? Which palm belonged to, how did he not know, but now, he was pierced by his own holy spear, and the palm was bloody, and there was holy blood dripping, cracking the void and falling into the void fault.

Bite!

The Holy Spear of the Shadow Wind sank into the ground, humming non-stop, and the stone chain on the spear body swayed lightly, clanging, like gold and iron.

Bang!

Just half an instant later, the fist did not stop, knocking the Heavenly Wind Curtain Mountain sideways out, disintegrating in mid-air, and falling apart with a pop.

Blood and bones splashed, sprinkled, some smashed out of the pit after landing, some fell into the void crack and did not break, to the Open Heaven Realm, the powerful body is enough to go through a long time without decay, and can withstand the abrasion and tearing of the void crack.

But none of this is important, the important thing is that at this moment, whether it is Tianfeng Stream, or Yunlei Valley, or even many children of Mingleiling, the same thought appears in their hearts.

The sky fell!

The young lord of Tianfeng Stream, the young king of the Holy Forbidden, was killed by a foreigner on the land of the ancestral land, and was killed by his fist.

At this moment, the top of the Thunder Ridge.

Three holy powers burst out, like three blazing suns, appearing in the sky at the same time, there were wind and clouds stirring, the void shook, giving birth to one after another big cracks, like a crack in the sky, lying across the entire Thunder Ridge.

"Ancestor. ”

Tian Qingbu took a light breath, the current situation was out of control, this was something he didn't expect, he looked up, but saw an old ancestor in a snow-white feather coat standing with a cane, not far away, two familiar figures were suspended in the air, the qi was surging, and the holy power was like a volcano agitation, and it suddenly reached the edge of the eruption.

Especially one of the middle-aged people with white hair hanging down on his temples, who was somewhat similar to Azure Curtain Mountain, the blood hole in his palm was healing, his eyes were cold to the extreme, and the terrifying killing aura was like substance, overflowing from his body, making this piece of heavenly dome dark, the void was like iron, and all the ways were dim, all of them were suppressed by his qi at this moment, and it was difficult to hook.

Absolute Might!

The Azure Cloth is awe-inspiring, this Lord of the Heavenly Wind Stream is not an ordinary sage, a figure who can become the master of the thirty-six main veins of the royal department, as early as hundreds of years ago, has reached the pinnacle of the realm, far above the small Cheng, and even the great sage, but has never found the path of transcendence, is to stop at the realm of the eight turns.

Even so, he has been cultivating in the Eight Transformations Realm for many years, and even among the Absolute Sages, he is not a weak person, looking at the thirty-six main vein saints, it is difficult to enter the top ten, but he is firmly in the middle of the stream.

"You dare to kill my Heavenly Wind Stream! This Holy Great-Grandson! Evil Barrier, you are so bold!"

The Lord of the Heavenly Wind Stream drank coldly, his voice rumbled, and the holy power was like a prison, and he poured towards Liu Qingcicada.

"It is his destiny to take cause and effect. ”

Liu Qingcian said lightly, and this rushing holy power, when it reached his body, it was like being cut by a sharp blade, scattering to both sides, and he couldn't reach his body at all.

"Sure enough, there are still remnant saints who have not yet been destroyed, and they have the courage to sneak into my Azure King Department and show up, otherwise these two juniors, you can stop one, and you may not be able to stop the two of us!"

On the side of the Lord of the Heavenly Wind Stream, the Lord of the Cloud Thunder Valley, an old man who is like an iron tower has black hair scattered and thick sideburns, like a holy lion, his body is bent, and the color of thunder looms, his tone is pale at the moment, and he is even more cold, his eyes scan the void, piercing through the layers of void faults, looking for hidden visitors.

"Woe to future generations, you have passed!"

At this moment, Azure Ming spoke, and the deadwood staff in the hand of the Lord of the Thunder Ridge tapped the void, and the tip of the staff collided with the void barrier, making a muffled sound, and said coldly.

"Cut the grass and eradicate the roots, this is the dispute of the great world, Tian Qingming, I know that you have an old relationship with the division of the two realms, but everything must be done in moderation, the same is the Azure clan, don't let outsiders see the joke," the lord of Tianfeng Jian looked sideways, very strong, and his tone was cold, "The great-grandson of this saint is dead, I am the young master of Tianfeng Stream, and the descendants of the descendants were beaten to death by foreigners, even if it goes to the king, it must be sacrificed with blood, Tian Qingming, the thirty-six veins are not the same, if you want to force it, don't blame me for being polite." ”

"You dare to threaten the old body!" Tian Qingming's eyes sank, "Hundreds of years have passed, the old body is not scared, then let's fight!"

"Azure Ming!" said the Lord of the Heavenly Wind Stream in a cold voice.

Thundered!

At this moment, the void was thundering, the sky was shaking, all kinds of aurora appeared, and on the earth, the breath of the children of the three veins was stagnant, and their hearts were like pressing a mountain, which was the terrifying celestial phenomenon caused by the collision of the three holy powers and the mutual tilting, they did not expect that there would be a holy war today, or a shocking duel between the lords of the two veins.

"The seniors are kind, I understand the two of them, please stop, some disputes, should be settled by yourself. ”

Suddenly, a voice sounded, not very high, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, everyone in all directions looked sideways, Tianqingbu frowned, looked at the figure of the coarse cloth white robe, and didn't know when he came to Liu Qingcian's side.

It's him again!

The corners of the mouth of the disciples of the three veins twitched, even if there was a strong person secretly supporting him, this one was really not treated by them, because the tone was too big, even if it was an indifferent posture, it could not hide the fact that his cultivation was weak, this kind of holy realm dispute, can you also interfere?

"How are you going to end it?" Tian Qingming raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly.

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