But at the moment of turning around, a piercing sound of breaking the sky suddenly came from behind, and it was accompanied by a killing force that was almost condensed into substance, and it rushed to the face in an instant.

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and frowned, and slapped his backhand back quietly, only to hear a boom, like the stars shattering, blood raining, and countless broken limbs and broken flesh were sprinkled all over the world.

"The body of the Venerable Spirit, its body, itself has the power to open the heavens, whether it is his cultivation or the physical body, he can be called the top overlord of this world, if it is according to the legend to go to the next level, its power is only unimaginable,"

As the qi wave disappeared, the Fire Spirit King's gaze shrank slightly, in the end, he still underestimated Feng Qingyang, the other party's kind of control that was easy to come by and mobilized the subtleties of the whole body was almost incomparable.

"Given time, maybe I really can't be your opponent," the Fire Spirit King was shocked, and the moment he made a move, the power that erupted in that moment could be described as earth-shattering.

And the monk who fell into his hands was a scum, although he had a half-saint cultivation, but in their eyes, he was just a slightly larger ant.

"Kill my brothers, be killed. After a while, the sound of anger came one after another, and the disciples of the Holy Venerable, led by the ancient god painting, blocked Feng Qingyang and Gai Jiuyou Quartet one after another, their eyes were not good, and they looked at him directly, but in their eyes, it was clearly **naked greed.

Sighing, looking ahead, he said, "You really don't know who I am?" As he spoke, a powerful will rose in the air, and the rules of heaven and earth were distorted, and it was just a breath that turned this into his own heaven and earth.

"What can you do? Can you only let you kill my Holy Venerable?" In the crowd, out of the crowd came a young monk, unable to see his face clearly, wrapped in a lingering thick fog, with his hands behind his back, his nostrils facing the sky, and looking at the wind with disdain.

When he stood still, the dense fog dissipated, revealing the vague figure in it, this figure gave people a burly feeling, and it was an explosive visual impact.

The top of the power and mana, under the staggered interweaving, finally set off this person into a strange power, the kind of cold and high, deeply left in the hearts of everyone.

"Quasi-saint extreme powerhouse. Feng Qingyang's eyes shrank, and he frowned secretly, he didn't know this person, but he could see that the other party came out from behind the ancient god painting, and he thought that he was also their senior brother.

"Hit the little one, come the old one, didn't you beat you, can you still lure out your old immortal master?" Feng Qingyang smiled disdainfully, although he was an extreme powerhouse, he was not afraid of him, and now that he was here with Gai Jiuyou, even if he couldn't beat him, it was more than enough to escape. 、

Hearing this, Dahan's face changed, as if he had been humiliated, and his body was even more diffused with a faint luster, and under the circulation, it actually shook the rules after the wind was clear and distorted.

"Presumptuous, unashamed, do you know who I am? I am the envoy of the dignified Holy Venerable!" As he spoke, he suddenly punched out, and the powerful force strangled the void, although due to the suppression of the rules here, he could not exert more magical powers, but for the arrogant him, this punch was enough.

The storm was like thunder, and the wind came in an instant under the roar, and he was unmoved, and Gai Jiuyou beside him snorted coldly, swallowing the sun and moon light, and suddenly raised his right hand to cover his right eye, and his left eye glared forward, and a dazzling essence shot out, colliding with a punch that swept away.

The roar shook the heavens and the earth, turning into a crazy shock wave, spreading rapidly in all directions, cultivating a slightly weaker one, directly under this storm like a kite with a broken string, spurting blood backwards and practicing backwards.

At the same time, Feng Qingyang also suddenly made a move, although Gai Jiuyou took the lead, it didn't mean that he was scared, the reason why this was so was also to give Gai Jiuyou a chance to prove himself.

The two are evenly matched, but he must not kill the other, and he ...... Hehe...... Since he wants to kill him, it is natural to leave the price, anyway, there are not a few enemies who have been established, and if he kills, he will kill him, but he wants to see if those high-ranking saints really dare to come and kill him personally.

He reached out, grabbed the void in front of him head-on, and forcefully put Ningcheng in his hand in the shape of a twist, and in an instant, it appeared in an iron chain intertwined with the void, and the cold light flickered, which could be said to contain countless destructive powers.

With a twitch of his fist, the sound of bumping resounded in all directions, although the other party was a quasi-saint extreme powerhouse, but under the joint efforts of Feng Qingyang and Gai Jiuyou, it suddenly caused a lot of trauma, although the body was also weirdly powerful, but under Feng Qingyang's pump, a blood mist also appeared with a bang, and from a distance, it was actually a whip that broke through the opponent's body.

Not only that, but the whip spread along the opponent's hand, wrapping the opponent's entire arm in the blink of an eye, and the domineering appearance of the Void Strangulation Power that was so strong as to a few points appeared that it was so strong.

"Town!" Feng Qingyang overprinted with both hands, suppressing it at a very fast speed, the origin of the three major artistic conceptions is mysterious, at least until now, Feng Qingyang has not been able to completely know the origin of this artistic conception, after all, it is too strong, each artistic conception is for the way of heaven, if you say the guess in your heart, maybe ...... This is the so-called supernatural power that only exists in the Supreme Divine Realm.

A series of earth-shattering sounds, booming and shaking all directions, the moment he was suppressed, the whip suddenly twisted fiercely, the man's arm bulged rapidly, and he could clearly see the blank space that the whip had not completely covered, the bulging green tendons, the blood swelled, he was obviously trying to resist the blockade of the whip.

But I don't know why, a strong will locked him, so that he couldn't command his body, and could only watch under the strangulation of this whip, the sound of the touch turned into a blood mist, and not even white bones were left.

"Ah......" The scream came, and everyone in all directions trembled suddenly, their vests were cold, and they looked at the thunderous means of the clear wind, as well as the decisive mind of killing, which made countless people feel the horror of this person.

This body, you must not become an enemy with it, otherwise, I am afraid that it will end up very miserable, everyone invariably thought, you know, the disciple he broke up before is the disciple of the Holy Venerable, and now what appears is the ultimate powerhouse that surpasses everything, which almost represents the strongest strength under the Holy Venerable of the Spirit Realm, but under Feng Qingyang's hands, he still couldn't make a few moves and was broken his arm.

How cruel?

"Can you be convinced?" Feng Qingyang smiled, his delicate face instantly became a little hideous, and he stared at the big man in front of him unkindly.