Chapter 107: Calling for the Plate (I)

"Qingmingzi!" Zhun Ti gritted his teeth and offered three words, and looked at Li Qingming with resentment in his eyes. That monstrous hatred wants to break through the sky.

"Aha!" Li Qingming raised his eyebrows lightly, pretending to be surprised, and said, "Why did Uncle Shi call his nephew so heavily, could it be that he missed it too much?"

"Boom!"

The insult under the mountain, the ridicule in the Yujing Mountain, and the oppression in the Zixiao Palace...... All kinds of pictures circulated, and Zhun Ti could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. A pair of black and white eyes, the gaze that flashed out was cold and ruthless, like a sharp knife out of the sheath, sweeping towards Liqingming.

The endless coercion of the saint overwhelmingly pressed Li Qingming. This is the power of a saint, if it were an ordinary monk. I'm afraid that the body has already exploded and the original spirit has died.

Fortunately, Li Qingming had already included Peacock and Dapeng in the magic weapon. Otherwise, how could the two newly transformed innate souls be able to resist the coercion of the saints?

Under this huge pressure, Li Qingming was not afraid, and continued to clapped his palms and said: "Tsk, what a great majesty, Uncle Zhun Ti!" At the same time, Li Qingming's body suddenly had a momentum that was not inferior to that of a saint, and he fought against Zhun Ti.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, birds and beasts were wailing, lying on the ground and trembling, feeling the fear from the soul of the coercion on the two of them!

Just when Zhun Ti was unscrupulously exuding momentum, the Sanqing who was sitting quietly in the East Kunlun Sanqing Hall all opened their eyes.

"Two brothers, are you Zhun Ti?" Tongtian asked as he looked in the direction of Tiannan.

"This Zhun Ti came to my east for no reason, what is the matter?" Lao Tzu frowned slightly, and his brows were twisted into Sichuan characters.

Primordial Tianzun didn't speak, just kept pinching his hands, revealing his eagerness.

"Hmm, Zhun Ti old thief, dare to deceive me like this!" After a while, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable was furious, and Huo Ran got up and was about to break through the air.

Lao Tzu and Tongtian don't know why, and look at Li Qingming suspiciously.

"If it is complicated today, I have only figured out that it is related to my disciple Qingmingzi, this time it is very dangerous! Qingming, my disciple is afraid that he is in danger of falling!"

"This is worth it! This Zhun Ti is a Heavenly Dao Saint, and he actually took action to deal with a junior of Qingmingzi in person! It is really shameless!" Tongtian was full of anger, and the four swords of Zhuxian were full of blood, and the "bang" sounded.

Lao Tzu frowned, and stopped the two of them: "The two virtuous brothers are calm and don't be impatient! Master and nephew of Qingmingzi, his mana cultivation has reached the realm of transformation, and there are countless magical spells. I guess this may not be a good deal!"

With that, with a flick of his palm, a crystal-like mirror appeared in the void, which was where Li Qingming was, where the five elements of Tiannan Yin and Yang converged.

"When Qingmingzi is in danger, it's not too late for us to come to the rescue!" Lao Tzu said with a solemn expression.

Although he was anxious about the disciple's comfort, it was a pity that Lao Tzu, the elder brother, had to listen to his orders. Unable to do so, Primordial and Tongtian had to sit down cross-legged and look at Li Qingming and Zhun Ti in the water mirror.

"Qingmingzi, you have insulted the deity several times. Today, the deity will settle the ledger with you! Let you understand that the rules between heaven and earth are not something that your junior can set!"

"What's the matter?" Uncle Zhun Ti plans to teach me for my master?" Li Qingming smiled, not showing the slightest anger.

"Junior, you dare to be so arrogant!" was furious, and his golden glow flickered. The six-zhang high golden body of the Buddha's mother erupted in the clouds, surrounded by thousands of golden lights, and suddenly appeared in the void.

"Go!" With a soft cry, the golden body of the Buddha Mother turned into a blazing light and rushed towards Li Qingming, the golden blood was monstrous, and the sound of the word Om was like the sound of the Great Dao Qingyin. shattered the void, wrapped in the incomparable liliang, and slammed into Li Qingming's brain.

"Phew!"

Li Qingming's eyes were hot, and the surging battle intent in his body almost broke through the sky.

"Hey!"

Li Qingming snorted softly, and the emerald purple bitter bamboo, which had been stationed in the sea of Yuan Shen Consciousness for a long time, bloomed with brilliant brilliance to the desolate beings for the first time.

I saw that the bitter bamboo was like a towering giant tree, and there was no wind in the void. Li Qingming waved lightly, and the bitter bamboo quickly shrunk and turned into a purple spear. The spear is about nine feet, and the simple and unpretentious body of the spear is engraved with a flourishing bitter bamboo, which is indeed inconspicuous from a distance.

Li Qingming held a spear in his hand, and a spring-like jade pure yuan erupted from his body, and his body was like electricity to meet the golden body of the Buddha Mother of Zhun Ti.

"Buzz!"

The dazzling brilliance flashed, Li Qingming stabbed straight with his gun, and the spear seemed to have infinite power under Li Qingming's wielding. This originally clear sky turned into night in the blink of an eye. The night sky is full of stars. The infinite power of the stars was drawn down by the spear. Slowly, a strange and unpredictable phantasm of stars formed around the spear. The slightly short body of the spear began to slowly become thicker and longer, and Zuihou turned into a towering giant pillar, and the sharp purple spear pointed directly at the golden body of the Buddha Mother.

"Boom!"

The fist of the golden body of the Buddha mother hit the tip of the gun fiercely, and the golden body of Zhang Liu seemed to suddenly swell, and it resisted the spear hard.

Li Qingming's face was solemn, and the thick jade halal yuan seemed to be unwanted, and he frantically poured it into the spear.

The purple bamboo carving on the body of the gun seemed to come to life, and the infinite vitality began to slowly nourish with the injection of Jade Halal Yuan.

Time seems to freeze in this moment. Countless powers in the flood are all paying attention to this battle against the sky.

"Boom!"

Purple light suddenly shot out from Li Qingming's spear, each as thick as a mountain, and the purple spear sprayed thin spears all over the sky, and the overflowing brilliance pierced the sky with thousands of holes. The golden body of the Buddha Mother, who was in the storm of attack, began to retreat step by step.

Zhun Ti looked at this scene in disbelief, he never thought that Li Qingming would be so difficult. Gritting his teeth hatefully, Zhun Ti escaped the Yuan Shen into the void, quickly communicated the rules of heaven and earth, and frantically implanted the endless heaven and earth aura into the golden body of the Buddha Mother.

The golden body of the Buddha Mother, which had just swelled to a hundred feet high, roared violently and began to skyrocket again. In the air, like a golden giant, he shook his fist that covered the sky and pushed forward. The purple spear was directly knocked out with Li Qingming.

Zhun Ti was unforgiving, and took out a blood-colored spear from the storage space. The spear swallowed the calamina, as if it were made entirely of blood, emitting fluctuations that made the soul tremble.

"Boom!"

Zhun Ti launched a fierce counterattack and threw the spear in his hand to the golden body of the Buddha Mother. The golden body of the Buddha Mother held this bright red, as if it was bleeding, and had a spear like the edge of life, and threw it straight at Li Qingming, who was flying upside down.

The entire night sky was stained blood red. The sharp and sharp blood grass pierced the night sky, attacking peerlessly, and a spear pierced out, destroying everything, and there was no room for maneuver.

"Brother Dao!" Styx's eyes were bloodshot in the depths of the sea of blood, and he was about to cut through the void and stop this spear. But by chance he caught a glimpse of a satisfied smile on the corner of Li Qingming's mouth, and then stopped acting.

Li Qingming's eyes flashed with this cyan brilliance, and he suddenly turned over and stopped his figure. With a hard blow, spear to spear, blazing lightning tore through the heavens, and directly crashed into the blood-colored spear.

"Boom!"

The spear directly missed the blood spear. A blood-red divine light shot out, drawing a graceful arc. Brushing Li Qingming's left arm, he flew out diagonally, and directly crashed into a distant mountain more than ten miles away. Patches of majestic mountain peaks disappeared in an instant, turning into a land of ruins.

"Boom!"

The spear leveled the distant mountain, and from the side and rear once again, it was written with the momentum of swallowing the galaxy, and pierced towards Li Qingming.

Li Qingming, who was already on full alert, swung out a backhand. In the void, the cyan spear transformed into a white-fronted tiger with a hanging neck, and slashed at the blood-colored spear with ferocity.

"Roar!"

The tiger's claws and teeth were sharp, and the void that had been devastated by multiple weapons could no longer withstand the power of spears and tigers, and shattered into nothingness in an instant. The long tiger dodged and moved in the void, constantly biting and pounced on the blood-colored spear. Every time he attacked, the figure of the white tiger became more illusory, and he couldn't stop the attack of the spear.

"Hmph!" Li Qingming, who was not far away, flashed a gloomy look in his expression, if he continued like this, he was afraid that his true yuan mana would be consumed by this spear, and he had to deal with this spear. Thinking of this, Li Qingming's eyes flashed. The magic trick in his hand kept changing, and the palm-sized Qiankun Ding quietly appeared above the blood-colored spear.