At this moment, two of the three Dao Palace disciples let out a loud shout and said, "Senior Brother Qingyang, we are here to help you. ”

When the sound fell, the silver light of the bright silver sword hovering in the sky shook, emitting a strong sword groan, and stabbed towards a Fa Yuan in the nine mountains, and a silver light appeared in the sky, straight into the nine mountains, only as soon as he entered it, he saw a thunderbolt hit, and the sword light flew out, and one of the Dao Palace disciples turned pale, and then his face swelled with a flush, obviously this time he was injured.

The sword light shook out, and he grabbed it and fell into his hand. Another person next to him stretched out his hand and pointed to the burning giant flag, the flames on the giant flag were burning, and suddenly, a big man leaned out from the flag, grabbed the nine mountains with one hand, and as soon as he poked into it, there was a flash of lightning that spread upward, directly scattering the big man, and the big man quickly retracted into the flag.

Their faces changed drastically, and it was only after coming into contact with Fa Yuan at this time that they truly realized his strength.

And Qingyang, among the nine mountains, was like a leisurely stroll, and those electric sparks hit his body like rain falling on lotus leaves, sliding all the way. When the nine mountains were connected to form a magic circle, Qing Yang's body seemed to be pressed by the nine mountains, but he was still able to walk in them. Whether it was the thunder or the formation of the Dharma Formation of the Nine Great Mountains, they could not imprison and destroy him.

Qingyang can still be seen outside, however, it can be seen outside that the void has been distorted, like waves shaking wave after wave.

In that void, the silver flying sword was bounced back by Fa Yuan as soon as it fell into it, which showed how terrifying Fa Yuan was in it.

What is surprising is that Qingyang suddenly appeared in front of a big mountain. One hand grabbed the mountain, and at this moment, the whole heaven and earth seemed to be quiet, the boundless thunder, and the twisted and surging void, the heaven and earth that were sealed by the nine mountains became quiet, and there was only that hand between heaven and earth.

All the Dharma seemed to be unable to survive in this hand, and the mountain kept shrinking, and the moment it touched it, it turned into a piece of brilliance and dispersed, as if it did not exist at all, and it seemed to be captured and extinguished by that hand.

At the moment when one of the mountains dispersed, the original earth-shattering spell was actually scratched by this hand like paper. With the collapse of a mountain, Qingyang stepped out and stepped on a mountain, and the mountain collapsed in an instant.

One step, one step after another, when Qingyang reappeared, it was already on another mountain, and when he appeared, the mountain collapsed.

The people outside only saw Qingyang's spirits, with every step of Qingyang, those mountains collapsed one by one, zuihou flashed, disappeared, and when they reappeared, they had already reached the sky above Fa Yuan, and grabbed Fa Yuan with one hand,

His hand became incomparably large, like a small sky.

Fa Yuan didn't retreat, he just stood there, his hair was flying, and he thought in surprise: "I didn't expect that he, a junior, had already realized Xiao Qianshijie, and today I want to see what he can do to me." ”

If you can't understand the law of Xiaoqian Shijie, you can't build your own spiritual pool, you only need to understand a little, and you can barely build your own spiritual pool, and Fa Yuan couldn't understand it back then, so Zuihou He attacked his master and took the master's spiritual pool.

And for so many years, he has never realized it, this has become a magic thought in his heart, at this time, he saw that Qingyang, a junior, had already understood the law of Xiaoqian Shijie, so how could his heart live in peace

The appearance of Qingyang's hand made those who were watching from afar involuntarily retreat again, they felt that this hand would grasp them together in the palm of their hands, and only those with firm hearts could be safe and unaffected

Fa Yuan's whole body rose with the wind, turning into a giant through the sky, and there was an extra sword in his hand, and a sword slashed towards the giant hand.

The killing intent was revealed, he no longer had the heart to fight with Qingyang, he wanted to take the opportunity to slash Qingyang with a sword. A sword passed, a hand was slashed through the middle by the sword, and the sword light went straight to Qingyang's face, and he wanted to cut Qingyang all with a sword.

Qingyang didn't seem to be prepared, as if he didn't expect that he would suddenly take out a sword, and it was slashed through his body by a sword, cutting it open.

"Ah,......h

But before this exclamation fell, I saw that Qingyang had completely dispersed, and a piece of brilliance appeared in that side of the world. In the middle of the brilliance, there is a heaven and earth evolving, like a bubble in the sun, exuding a colorful color, and this bubble envelops the magic element in it.

Fa Yuan was in the bubble as if he didn't know it, still waving his sword inside.

A mysterious spell sounded in the void, and with the sound of this spell, the bubble continued to shrink, and as the bubble shrank, the magic element inside also continued to shrink.

Slowly, the person in the bubble seemed to find himself trapped in a space, and a hint of panic appeared on his face. Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared from the dark nothingness, those hands held the qi light in their hands, and then Qingyang appeared, as soon as he appeared, he carried the bubble towards the sky, step by step, and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

Qingyang didn't say hello to anyone, he didn't care about the voice of the master shouting in the back.

Qingyang walked all the way towards the White Bone Dao Palace, and it was hundreds of miles in one step, and the speed was very fast. His hands seemed to be holding the bubble.

In the past ten years, he has been enlightening the Fa in the Tongtian Temple, but he has not cultivated this spell, at this time, he made this bubble that is self-contained and heaven and earth even he doesn't understand very well, but at the moment when he dodged the Fa Yuan long sword and cut himself, he suddenly cast such a mysterious spell, trapping Fa Yuan in it, at this time he was thinking about bringing Fa Yuan back to the Dao Palace earlier.

I don't know how many thousands of miles I have traveled, and suddenly, the bubble in Qingyang's hand burst, and a bit of sword light pierces out from the brilliance that the bubble bursts open.

Qingyang turned over and flew out upside down, but the sword stabbed him straight into the center of his eyebrows, chasing him and stabbing him, Fa Yuan pierced Xiao Qianshijie and rushed out, and as soon as he came out, he burst out with a shocking murderous aura, he must kill Qingyang to eliminate the hatred in his heart, originally he didn't take Qingyang to heart. How much ability can a junior have.

But later, he found that he could do everything Qingyang could reach, and the spells he was good at couldn't trap Qingyang, so he really felt the threat, and when he really felt the threat, he took out the spirit sword he had been practicing for many years, trying to kill him while Qingyang was unprepared, but in the end he was trapped.

When he understood that he was trapped in a small thousand shijie, he was sure to pierce it, although he himself did not comprehend the law of small thousand shijie, but he had thought deeply about what to do if he was trapped in a small thousand shijie.

I can only concentrate on attacking with all my strength, so I have the current sword.

A blue-blooded whale that was wandering here suddenly saw a person suddenly appear, and then saw a flash of brilliance in the person's hand, and a person rushed out in the light, and the killing intent swept away, turning the blue-blooded whale around

Qingyang flew upside down, one hand constantly swiping in front of the tip of the sword, and waves of spells emerged, heading towards the sword of Fa Yuan.

Flames roared.

Waves swept.

The mountains are born.

Thunder galloping.

The wind roared.

But no matter what spell he swung out of Qing Yang's hand, he couldn't stop this sword from stabbing at his eyebrows.

The cold killing intent in the heart went straight to Qingyang's heart.