Qingyang's heart tightened, they had already started a fight.

As far as Qing Yang's status in the White Bone Dao Palace is concerned, he is the lowest senior, and he can't speak at all. But it's not entirely the case, because his cultivation was ranked first three years ago, and now that he has passed through the obstacle of life and death, he himself doesn't know how far his cultivation has reached, just when he came out of that desert shijie, he only felt that the Fa in the world could no longer touch his body, and he could no longer cause harm to himself, and those Fa were all fragile and could not withstand his own tearing.

He headed straight towards the Temple of Creation. This temple of creation has symbolized the palace master for a long time, but when the palace master is no longer the person who mediates the creation lineage, then this place can only be reduced to memory. For so long, the palace master has not been able to be re-elected, so everyone has not been to this Creation Palace, but this time they are fighting in the Creation Palace.

When Qingyang came to the Creation Palace, he found that the Creation Hall was actually closed. And in front of the door of the hall, there are people guarding, or it is the people of the supernatural power and the immortal lineage who are holding each other down, they are all guarding the door, but they are distinct, but there is no disciple among them who mediates the creation of the first line, which Qingyang can see at a glance, the disciples of the main supernatural power and the disciples of the immortal line are very different, and Qingyang is from the mediation of the creation of the first line, naturally you can see at a glance who is in the same vein as yourself, even if you have not seen it, you can see it.

As soon as he appeared, people on both sides immediately looked at him with a thick guard in their eyes.

Qingyang saw the vigilance and hostility in their eyes, but his heart was tight, he was originally the same door, but now he looked at him with this kind of eyes, which shows how deep the contradiction between them is, and it can be seen that they have indeed reached the point of fighting each other.

When they saw Qingyang, they were very vigilant, and then they were puzzled, because they found that they couldn't see through Qingyang at all, and they couldn't feel the breath on Qingyang's body at all.

Qingyang walked directly towards the Creation Palace, passing between them, and the people in front didn't stop him because everyone didn't know what his origin was for a while. Although Qingyang's name has spread in the Dao Palace, not many people have seen his true face. Although there are not many people who know him, there is one person who knows him, and there is one person present, a disciple of the Thunder Palace. He stretched out his hand to stop in front of Qingyang, and said, "Senior Brother Qingyang, there are elders in the hall who are talking about things, so it's better for Senior Brother to come over later." ”

When they heard the name Qingyang, everyone present showed surprise on their faces, because in the past three years, there were rumors that Qingyang had been sealed in the desert Shijie, and some people said that he was dead.

"Oh, you can't talk to people, can't you talk about anything that people can't know?" Qingyang said. His voice and expression made the other party feel underestimated, in his opinion, Qingyang was the same as him, but Qingyang's cultivation was so high that he was jealous.

"The affairs of the elders, we as juniors just have to listen, why bother to participate? Moreover, Senior Brother Qingyang, the people of your lineage are all in the Qingfeng Palace, Senior Brother might as well go there and ask Uncle Kuzhu Ancestor, I believe there will be an answer, if you want to go in at that time, as a senior brother, you will definitely not be blocked. The Thunder Hall disciple said.

The other party is tactfully telling Qingyang, even if the Kuzhu Master and Ancestor of your lineage don't care, why should you bother, and you are still a junior.

The people in the immortal vein next to him also looked at them coldly, as if it was none of their business.

Qingyang was silent, thought for a while, and said, "Since I'm here, then I'm going to go in and have a look." The surroundings were quiet, and under this silence, Qingyang's voice had an irresistible taste, and there was a hint of domineering.

At this moment, a man who had been standing behind the gate walked out, and he had been standing next to the gate before

"Since you want to enter, let's see if you are qualified to enter. As soon as he said this, everyone took a step back.

It was clear that he had a lot of weight here, and he stood on the steps of the Creation Hall and looked at Qingyang. He is a well-known figure in the vein of supernatural powers, named Tai Chong, although he is a junior, but his cultivation is chasing after the elders, the last time Qingyang took people to fight for the source of shijie, he was not there, and this time he came back, from a strange shijie, his cultivation has reached an unfathomable point

As soon as he came back this time, he heard people talk about Qingyang, knowing that Qingyang had risen in recent years, but he didn't care in his heart, in his opinion, this is a person who needs to be a master to come back, even if his cultivation is profound, he is also top.

Qingyang also stopped, looking at the handsome person in front of him, in his senses, this person's body exuded a narrow sharp aura, just like an extremely thin and sharp knife, wherever it passed, as long as it was facing the blade, it would be cut off.

It's good, but it's also extremely brittle.

"How to prove. Qingyang asked.

"I have a way, if you can take it, you can go in. Taichong looked directly at Qingyang and said.

"Let's do it. Qingyang followed closely when his words fell, giving people a feeling that he couldn't wait, and he looked impatient.

Tai Chong's heart flashed with anger, and then he was suppressed again.

At this moment, his heart was as calm as the water in a cold pool, although it was not frozen, but it was cold to the bone. He also stopped talking, took a step back slightly, and put his right hand and finger in front of him like a knife, knotting 'Xuantian Slashing God, Pile Method.'

With a cold drink, the retreating step suddenly stepped forward, and at the same time shouted, this moment was like a cold bottle bursting, and the faces of the people present showed a look of horror, and in their thoughts, the earth was shattered by him with this step.

It is not heaven and earth that are broken, but the kind of mysterious connection they have formed with the Dao Palace, so they feel that their earth is broken, they feel that the sky is broken, and they are in a broken heaven and earth, helpless.

Immediately afterward, one of his hands was raised high and held like a knife. When his hand was raised, what everyone saw in their eyes was a knife that could cut the heavens and the earth, the kind of sharpness that could chop everything made Kun Wu of the immortal vein feel frightened, and among the people in the immortal vein, it was Kun Wu who was fighting against Tai Chong.

At this moment, he felt that even if he faced it, he could not completely follow. For him, the people of the supernatural power are very powerful, and the people of the immortal line are not afraid, although they are aiming for the pursuit of immortality, but they also have the 'Void Sending God Technique, to save their lives.

"It is said that the realm of this Qingyang's mediation and creation is extremely high, and I don't know if it's true or not, even if it's true, in the face of Taichong's 'Xuantian Slashing God, Law, there is only one way to retreat, if the retreat is slow, although Taichong will not take his life, I am afraid that he will lose face in the future." ”

But before Kunwu's thought came up, he had already seen Qingyang pointing out.

He couldn't describe this finger, he felt that this finger was extremely heavy, and he felt that he was light and not touched the dust of the world, and the contradictions overlapped, making Kunwu feel like he was going to vomit.

At the moment when he was surprised, Qingyang's finger had already pointed at Tai Chong's palm, hitting the strongest point of his palm.

Silent decomposition, brilliance scattered.

The clothes on Tai Chong's arms instantly dissipated, like a cloud of wind and dust. Tai Chong only felt that the finger shattered his arm, and along the arm, there was an incomparable aura that wanted to destroy his whole person, he wanted to retreat, but it was too late, and he was horrified in his heart. Before this moment, he still felt that Qingyang just had a big name, and he became a big name just because he was not there, but at this moment, he realized that it was not his absence that made the other party a big name, but that the other party had great magical powers, and the mediation and creation had already entered his body and his gods.

Suddenly, the aura that was not very sharp, but it made the law on Tai Chong's body collapse in an instant dissipated, and Qingyang had already walked by Tai Chong's side, and did not look at him again.

The door of the Creation Hall was pushed open, and the moment it was pushed open, the wind and light poured out from the hall, and a chaotic breath like a knife rushed out, and everyone outside the hall retreated to avoid it, while Qingyang walked in in the fierce wind and the fierce bell.

The moment he entered, Qingyang closed the door again.

There don't seem to be many people in the hall, but there are also a lot, many of them have been seen by Qingyang, but there are also many who have not seen them. The moment he came in and closed the door again, everyone's eyes looked at him, some with surprise, some with anger, and some with playful smiles on their faces.

Qingyang didn't wait for them to speak before he spoke: "You are all teachers and pillars of the Dao Palace, why do you want to do such a face-breaking thing here." ”

"What are you, where is your place to speak. "I don't know who the other party is, Qingyang doesn't know, but I know that the other party is supernatural.

"I am a disciple of the Dao Palace, so I naturally have the right to speak in the Dao Palace. Qingyang looked at the other party and said sharply.

"Hmph, who are you Master?" someone asked.

"The teacher is not attached. Qingyang said.

"Oh, it's him, call your master. Or if you have any thoughts in this vein, let's call Kuzhu to talk about it. Another person spoke, and it was obvious that the other party was saying that he was not senior enough, and that there was no place for him to speak here.

Qingyang didn't answer his words again, but said, "You are probably fighting for the position of the palace master of the Dao Palace. No one paid attention to him, but Qingyang could tell that many of them were angry with him

Qingyang continued: "Since it is a battle for the position of the palace master, how can we exclude people from our lineage?"

"You're here on behalf of Uncle Kuzhu?" someone asked.

"No, I'm here for myself, for the Tianyan Palace. Qingyang said.

"Hehe, all of you mediated are in Qingfeng Palace, don't you know?"

Qingyang didn't answer what he said, but said directly: "Although the Bitter Bamboo Master and Uncle Ancestor are all in the Qingfeng Palace, the position of the palace master of the past dynasties has been inherited by the mediation lineage. ”

"Hehe, even your uncle of the bitter bamboo in the same vein retreats to Qingfeng Shelter. How are you going?"

Qingyang took a deep breath and glanced at everyone lightly, his glance made everyone in the hall feel like a prickly skin.

"As soon as anyone present can beat me, I'll leave immediately. Qingyang's voice didn't look loud, but there was suppressed anger in his heart, and he was angry not only with these people in front of him, but also at these in front of him.

He didn't want to see the Dao Palace fall apart, and he didn't want to see the Dao Palace slowly fall silent until it disappeared after this. That's why he said such a thing, to let them understand that only supernatural powers and strength are the foundation based on this dark shijie, and the position of a Dao Palace Palace Lord is nothing.

There was a fire in his heart, and from the moment he saw his junior brother and sister die, that fire had already ignited. Their deaths, in Qingyang's view, have both external and internal enmity.