Song Anyang in the secret realm, after all, is only the incarnation of the second elemental god, it may be easy to defeat Xu Qing, but if he wants to kill Xu Qing, it is difficult to reach the blue sky. Xu Qing has a lot of hidden methods, if it really comes to a critical juncture, all the means are exhausted, and it is not difficult to escape from Song Anyang's hands at all.

Song Anyang's face was calm, Xu Qing hid the divine blood in advance, which made him angry, and he wanted to capture Xu Qing first, and then come to search for souls, but Xu Qing's cultivation was a vein of physical cultivation, even if his conceit cultivation was extraordinary, but before Xu Qing's strength failed, Song Anyang did not dare to approach easily.

"Hmph, I'd like to see how long you can last. ”

Xu Qing was trapped in the river of blood, Song Anyang's heart immediately settled down, as long as it took some more time, it would not be a problem to exhaust Xu Qing's strength.

The river of blood trapped Xu Qing in a ring, and the terrifying pressure filled every inch of space in the ring area, threatening to crush him to pieces. In the blood river, there was an incomparable bloody sword momentum wandering, as long as Xu Qing dared to rush out desperately, he would immediately usher in the most fierce sword blow.

This sword momentum faintly drives the general trend of the long river of blood, and the aura of killing is extremely strong, even if Xu Qing's body is strong, he does not dare to try the method in person at will, and if he is not careful, he will be hit hard immediately.

Like a reef standing unswervingly in the river water, no matter how big the waves are raging, I will not shake a bit, Xu Qing is like an old monk in a fixed place, sitting quietly in the void, motionless, letting the terrifying pressure in the sea of blood wash towards him at all times.

This is a terrifying torture, Xu Qing's body is cracked, and the endless evil qi is like a grinding disc of destruction that will wear him out at any time. Even with the Arhat Phantom Protector, Xu Qing was still a little unbearable, but he was still motionless, and even later, he took the initiative to put away the nine pages of Buddhist scriptures, and only relied on his strong body to resist all impacts.

Tempering a fighting heart is mysterious, but the truth is quite simple. The heart of fighting, in short, is nothing more than the unyielding martial arts idea, let your magical powers cover the world, I am not afraid, even if the immortals are mortal, they dare to wave their swords at each other.

"The heart of fighting, invisible, how can it be tempered to the realm of perfection?"

Although Xu Qing's body was cracked, his mind was still immersed in the ethereal realm, and a little bit of martial arts jīng hua flowed in his heart, facing the terrifying pressure of the blood river, and all kinds of mysteries and mysteries of martial arts finally revealed the tip of the iceberg to him.

It's a pity that Xu Qing has only come into contact with the general outline of the Nine Heavens Star Formula, and for him, the martial arts path is still hidden in the endless mist, and many things are still difficult to understand. Although he roughly knows that the heart of fighting must be comprehended in battle, but how to do it, Xu Qing is still not very clear until now.

"Hmph, is this really honing you?"

Song Anyang sneered slightly, and the blood sword drew a perfect arc in the air, like Tai Chi, unpredictable.

When the blood sword slashed, the blood river suddenly turned, like a grinding plate, and the aura and general trend of the mighty were more powerful. Xu Qing was suddenly struck by lightning, and the terrifying abrasive power caught him off guard, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of Yin Hong's blood.

The long river of blood turned endlessly, and the pressure of terror became more and more intense, but even so, Xu Qing still sat still, except that his face was pale and his spirit became a little heavy, there was no other change.

Like cháo tidal waves never ceaselessly lapping against the reef on the shore, Wan Jun's great power was always trying to wear down Xu Qing, but Xu Qing was still quietly comprehending the supreme martial arts, hoping to break through the current shackles under the terrifying pressure.

Xu Qing is like being on an avenue, this avenue is infinitely wide, as long as he can keep going, the future will be infinitely broad. But at this moment, there is a thin membrane in front of him blocking his way forward, this film that seems to be shattered with a single punch, but it is tenacious and firm and immortal, no matter how Xu Qing bombards, it is difficult to shatter.

The blood river rotated, and the terrifying pressure became stronger, I am afraid that even if Wan Jun is strength, it is nothing more than that, Rao is body is as strong as Xu Qing, and he is a little afraid to bear it. Beads of sweat were thick on his forehead, dripping down his cheeks and dripping down the dragon pool.

"Don't be reckless, you can't force what you understand, it depends on chance, and you can't force it. ”

Even Emperor Yun was a little panicked, worried that Xu Qing would hurt the origin because of this, and even die.

"Some realizations take a lot of work, and they can't be realized overnight, and if you don't get out, I'm afraid it's too late. Just a Yuan Infant Cultivator, although the Emperor can deal with it, but you have to enter the Heaven Splitting Great Array first. ”

Xu Qing turned a deaf ear to Emperor Yun's words, and Emperor Yun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, so he almost pointed at Xu Qing's nose and scolded.

"The emperor's eternal hegemony has not yet been completed, is it going to sleep in this damn tower for millions of years?"

"Ahh This damn broken tower... If it weren't for it, the emperor would have gone to the immortal realm a long time ago, how could he end up like this!"

"My little ancestor, the emperor's net worth and life are all in your thoughts, don't hurt the emperor!"

"Woohoo lament! God is going to kill me, what can I do!"

The Cloud Emperor paced anxiously in the mysterious ancient tower, muttering loudly.

"I see!

It may have been that he heard the Yun Emperor's chatter, Xu Qing suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, his clothes fluttered, his black hair danced wildly, and his strong momentum soared into the sky, and as soon as the pressure transmitted from the blood river approached, he was twisted to pieces.

"Finally woke up!"

The Cloud Emperor exhaled lightly, and the heart that had been hanging for a long time finally let go.

"Learning is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and this is especially true of martial arts, no matter what kind of challenges you face, you must move forward, firmly believe in your own body, and you can break all obstacles. ”

"Martial arts monks can be defeated, but they must not lose the fearless heart in their hearts, even if the mountains are high, as long as the mind is firm, there will eventually be a rì to step on it. ”

"Tempered in blood and fire, sublimated in battle, stepping on the bones of the strong all the way forward, never looking back. ”

Xu Qing's eyes were bright, and there seemed to be thousands of pride surging in his chest, and his momentum climbed all the way to the extreme. In the sea of consciousness, with invincible determination, he punched out towards the membrane blocking the way forward.

Rumble!

The silent roar echoed in the sea of consciousness for a long time, Xu Qing couldn't help but let out a long roar again, and an infinitely vast avenue finally appeared completely under his feet.

Song Anyang saw that Xu Qing's momentum suddenly became prosperous, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, the younger generations in the early stage of Jindan had not completely won it for such a long time, which made him somewhat unacceptable. Although Xu Qing can't be directly wiped out for the time being, Song Anyang can still do it if he is seriously injured and suffers.

Xu Qing noticed the change in Song Anyang's qi at the first time, but he was not afraid, now his martial arts intentions are unwavering, and he will soon be able to break through to the fourth realm of martial arts, there is no need to stay here and suffer any more.

"I want to see how big the gap is between me and the powerhouse of the Yuanying realm now. ”

Xu Qing's momentum has always been stable at the peak realm, and then quietly waited for Song Anyang's killing move.

There was a sudden sound of swords in the long river of blood, as if thousands of blood sè sword qi were flowing in the river, and countless unjust souls and ghosts were twisted into pieces in this sudden change. However, there is an endless number of ghosts and ghosts in the river of blood, and as soon as these ghosts disperse, more ghosts immediately poured out, and the fierce aura was even more fierce than before.

Song Anyang danced his long sword in the air, but the blade of the sword was always pointed at Xu Qing, and the resentful killing intent seemed to smash the void. The long river of blood immediately changed, and the blood water that was constantly turning suddenly condensed, and the hidden powerful sword momentum was also pointing in the direction of Xu Qing.

Recite!

There was a low sword groan everywhere in the heavens and the earth, and the blood in the long river of blood turned into flying swords, overwhelmingly towards Xu Qingshè, and the incomparable killing intent sealed his retreat.

"Although it looks quite scary, it is just a vicious magic weapon after all. ”

Even though thousands of blood and sword qi attacked, Xu Qing was still calm, brave and fearless, and there seemed to be an inextinguishable holy flame burning in his eyes.

"Hmph, this bloodstained sky will surprise you. ”

Song Anyang sneered slightly, indifferently watching the torrent of blood rushing towards Xu Qing.

Facing the torrent of blood and sword qi with the momentum of surging waves, Xu Qingshen was calm and raised his fists directly. At the same time, nine pages of Buddhist scriptures immediately flew out of Xu Qing's storage bag, and then the Arhat phantom quickly manifested behind him.

Rumble!

The sword qi dissipated, the shadow of the Arhat dissipated, and Xu Qingkou spurted blood and flew out, landing heavily on the edge of the Dragon Pool.

"Ahem... I didn't expect the gap to be so big. ”

Xu Qing stood up, his pale face was not bloody, and on the shirt on his chest, the blood was mottled.

"You are already very good, even if you are a strong person in the early stage of the Yuan Infant just now, you will be seriously injured. ”

Song Anyang's eyes were vicious, and he could naturally see that Xu Qing's injury was not too serious, even he couldn't help but admire it, the forbidden and blood-stained sky of the Wuji Sect was just a slight injury to this little guy.

"Thank you for your guidance, let me break through the current shackles, but unfortunately no matter what, you will die!"

Xu Qing smiled, and then went straight to the Heaven-Splitting Great Array of Hualongchi zhōngyāng.

"You... The blood is still on you?"

Song Anyang was so angry that the three corpse gods jumped violently, and he couldn't wait to immediately rush to the Heaven Splitting Great Array and tear Xu Qing to pieces.

"Although Gao Han didn't die directly at your hands, if it weren't for you to stir up the situation, he wouldn't have died. ”

Xu Qing's eyes shone coldly, and he looked at Song Anyang expressionlessly, looking like he was stunned.

"There are too many people killed by this seat, but there are quite few that can be remembered by this seat, not to mention those who died indirectly at the hands of this seat? Hmph, do you think that if you are hiding in the array, this seat will not help you?"

Song Anyang looked at Xu Qing with a sneer, his eyes flashing with the idea of being cold and vicious.

"Oh, how can the person who the emperor has taken a fancy to escape?"

At this moment, a strong and powerful momentum suddenly came out of the Heaven Splitting Great Array, suppressing Song Anyang so much that he couldn't move at the first time. Like the emperor of the immortals looking down on the world, this powerful breath is like an abyss and a prison, threatening the nine heavens and ten earths, making people completely unable to resist.

"Bang!"

Song Anyang couldn't withstand the pressure of this momentum, and immediately fell into the valley, his body trembling, and he didn't dare to get up.

"Senior... Spare your life... The younger generation is more offended, and please... Please forgive your sins!"

The true dragon is mighty, and so far, Song Anyang is so arrogant, but under the pressure of the Yun Emperor's breath, he didn't dare to resist at all, so he could only kneel and beg for mercy. (To be continued.) )