175 Powerful Qingdi Daotong

175 powerful descendants of Qingdi Dao

For Xie Xiao, Mo Jian did not have the opportunity to kill. He never kills innocent people indiscriminately. Xie Xiao and himself have no grievances. At most, even if they fight down, they will not kill him. However, when he saw the clear hatred in his eyes, he was a little surprised and immediately thought of the whole thing.

It seems that Xie must be someone from Ximen Dayin, that's why he hates himself so much.

In that case, kill!

He doesn't like to bully people and never allows others to bully him.

I will kill whoever kills me!

The cultivation of the practitioners has reached above the soul master. Unless with the help of some powerful soul weapons, it is extremely difficult to cross the level of challenge. Mo Jian is now only the first level of the soul, but he has dealt with the eighth level of the soul and the fourth level of the soul king one after another. The same two arrows, on the contrary, are more powerful. However, there are many people who are as thoughtful as Xie, and everyone thinks that this should be his limit.

How powerful is the soul saint, that is, the saint among people? Even if a soul saint is in a plane college, he can at least get to the tutor level and enjoy courtesy wherever he is. The first level of the soul to deal with the third level of the soul saint?

Dream!

"Bang Changhong Fist!"

Xie Xiaoqi stared at Mo Jian coldly and saw that the enemy's figure was always motionless, his face was calm, and his heart was not cold. He originally wanted to use his own soul to suppress Mo Jian completely, and then take action with lightning speed. Unexpectedly, the enemy seemed to be lifeless and useless like an iron plate.

Thunderbolt long rainbow fist, eighth-order soul skill.

The soul is like a rainbow, the strength is like a rainbow, the Thunderbolt is like a rainbow, and the momentum is like a rainbow!

This eighth-level soul skill is the treasure of Baoshan College. Once it is displayed, it is like a storm, and its power is like thunder. It is unstoppable. No one dares to light its front!

With Thunderbolt Changhong Fist, Xie Xiaoyi once killed the soul saint-level strongmen of other sects in a treasure hunt for three days and three nights, ranging from the first level to the ninth level, a total of 13 people.

With one punch, the golden rainbow is like the road falling from the sky, to incorporate Mo Jian into the land of doom.

There is a faint joy in Xie's eyes. He has absolute confidence in his Thunderbolt Changhong fist. He firmly believes that as long as this punch is shot out, the enemy's head will bloom in the next breath!

What's more, a small soul?

The black-horned bow in Mo Jian's hand was full again. Still no different from facing the first two enemies, until the third level of the Soul Saint punched with all his strength, and even the surrounding air turned into thousands of vortices and rotated rapidly, converging into a huge long rainbow, pouring like the waves of the sky. He grasped the hand of the arrow feathers and gently loosened it.

"Bitter Sea God Fist!"

The black arrow disappeared at the moment he shot. A black-gray smoke, like a naughty child who set a fire in a courtyard, and the black-gray smoke seemed to open slowly. However, the eighth-order soul skill Thunderbolt long rainbow fist is as powerful as a rainbow. At the moment of handing with the black and gray smoke, it disappeared like a dead branch swept by by the wind.

Thank you for your surprise.

Then, he was shocked to find that there were countless voices around him, which seemed to be resentful scolding, sad howls, helpless confiding, and sad emotions. These countless voices seem to have transformed into a disaster-riding world, and they are the bearer of all disasters. They are endless suffering, endless sadness, nowhere to talk, nowhere to vent, as if they are addicted to the sea of suffering and can no longer be relieved.

Xie Xiao doesn't even want to fight for it again. There is only such an idea in his heart: since he lives so miserable, it's better to die.

Then, a black iron fist full of explosive power and infinite power, everyone can feel the terrible power from the fingers of its particularly amazing compression. This iron fist is clearly condensed by a virtual shadow, purely stimulated by soul power, but it makes people feel that it is an unparalleled black monster, and tries its best to display a must-kill move that can destroy everything!

Boom!

The iron fist firmly bombarded Xie's chest, and the terrible force directly pierced Xie's chest back and forth. The soul saint's third-order strong man left a small hole in his chest with thick calves. After a sound, blood and internal organs gushed out.

The world is a great sea of suffering. In it, people have to suffer the baptism of the sea and endure infinite pain. Whether it is the heart or the body, no exception. This is the true meaning of Bitter Sea God Fist.

Mo Jian's face was expressionless. His whole body was as quiet as a virgin and moved like a rabbit. Once again, he killed Xie Xiao with one arrow. The rabbit fell to the side of the body like a fall. The number took off its storage bracelet, swept it slightly, took a general understanding of the property inside, and turned it into the bright treasure mirror.

From the soul to the soul saint, Mo Jian crossed two realms and killed Du Zhun, Goulian and Xie. From human beings to Yecha, more than 10,000 onlookers were stunned.

"It seems that he really inherited the Taoism of the Qing Emperor. More than 10,000 years ago, the Qing Emperor's ten strategies shocked the world, and the Qing Emperor's bow shocked the world! And now, they appear again!"

It is rumored that the Green Emperor's ten strategies are not only the most powerful ninth-order soul skills, but also contain infinite mysteries! Once you understand it, this soul skill is even comparable to a great power on the upper plane! Now it seems that Mo Jian has realized the mystery!"

"Three arrows before and after, more horrible at a time, stronger than one by one! Let him grow up again. I'm afraid it won't be long before a top strong man will appear in the whole plane!"

Looking at Mo Jian's powerful women, he talked about Chiba and Lin Feiyan. Not long ago, their cultivation was still at the same level, and now Mo Jian has improved a lot. Xie Dai, who is extremely obsessed with Mo Jian, is not only sincerely happy for his bravery, but also gives birth to infinite sadness. How can Mo Jian be so excellent and handsome? Lan Ya was originally very resentful of Mo Jian, but when she saw his means suddenly rise to such a level, it was incredible and admirable for a moment. That hatred was much less, and even the scene of being forced to occupy his body by Mo Jian seemed to follow.

Cai Xiliu's charming and loving eyes stared at Mo Jian, and her heart had nothing else to ask for for a moment, and her intoxicated eyes seemed to become warm at this scene.

"Who else?"

His cold and ruthless eyes swept around, and Mo Jian said coldly, and there seemed to be no emotion between his words. Seeing that his body was as straight as a mountain, his lips were tight, and he looked like he didn't want to say more nonsense and would only see the truth by means. A slightly pale face, with a few sharp murders.

Du Rulong secretly clenched his fist and almost couldn't help rushing up. The arrogant boy who escaped from his hand was killed in the palm of his hand. Du Ruying, the ancestor beside him, shook his head slightly and turned to preach with divine thoughts: "The Yecha family has not moved so far. Let's wait and see what happens for the time being. If you don't move, you will be in the future!"

Du Rulong nodded quietly.

The chaotic emperor and the innate emperor of the plane college actually agreed to let Mo Jian fight against the strong people in the world on their own. This is an intriguing move in itself. No matter how strong Mo Jian is, how can he resist everyone? I'm afraid there are other plans behind it!

I should feel speechless that it must be very face-to-face to smash Mo Jian into ten thousand pieces at this time. However, he was abused by Mo Jian first, and he was deeply afraid of this person. The ancestor Ying Qingtian asked several times and reminded him why he didn't go up for a fight. He cringe and avoided it.

The enlightened beast king beside him looked in his eyes and showed clear disdain. Instead, he responded to the speechless enemy Mo Jian, with a color of unambiguous appreciation.

"If there is no one, the mythical beast will let Mo Jian try to climb the tree of chaos!" The lion tiger unicorn roared.

Mo Jian's fierce action and rudely beheaded three people, making everyone who had been shouting about life and death in the competition have a bad feeling of carrying a stone and hitting themselves in the feet. The real young generation should be young men and women under the age of 30. As for the age between 30 and 40, such as Du Rulong, it is no longer Zheng Miaohong, and it is barely added.

The bigwigs have no choice but to find that there is really no one in the younger generation who can resist Mo Jian! What if you shoot it at will and be killed by this boy?

The nine Yacha races seem to be silent at this moment, and they don't come up to challenge.

In his heart, he suddenly heard a rather crisp voice, but with a little anger and hatred in his words, he shouted, "Mo, don't be rampant!"

I saw a rather thin figure and flashed out.

Although he was wearing men's clothing, Mo Jian saw that he was a woman at a glance. His face was pink and white, and his eyes flashed. In addition to anger, his eyes seemed to have some desire and shyness in front of Mo Jian.

Mo Jian took a closer look and immediately recognized that this was his old acquaintance. In the past, he shot an arrow on her chest, and later he lighted his clothes to cure her wounds.

Later, Mo Jian killed the original Qingyun of the beast Zong in front of Hua Xiaotiao.

Hua Xiaotiao's cultivation has made great progress, but it is only the cultivation of the soul master, which is much worse than Cai Xiliu. Mo Jian frowned and whispered, "Miss Hua, you are not my opponent. Go down!"

Hua Xiaotiao sneered and said, "Really? Mo Jian, you are very self-righteous! Who said that Hua Xiaotiao is not your opponent? Don't brag, let's see the real chapter!"

Speaking of this, she gritted her teeth, showed a clear hatred in her eyes, and whispered, "Mo Jian, you insulted me and hurt me at that time. Today I want you to return it at ten times the cost!"

Mo Jian was slightly stunned. Looking at the appearance of Hua Xiaoj, he seemed to work hard.

"Golden Armor Soul Beast!"

I saw Hua Xiaotiao take out a golden bag, which is also a beast bag. Hearing her delicate voice, a golden soul beast ran out of it and roared. The two fist-sized eyes were extremely ferocious and tyrannical. They stared at Mo Jian and tore the enemy in front of them to pieces after the master's order.

"Golden Armor Soul Beast... This is the ninth-order soul beast! Oh, my God..."

This huge soul beast, which is particularly powerful and looks particularly fierce, is actually a ninth-order soul beast. Although it is only the early stage of the ninth level, it is also easy to deal with the ordinary soul emperor.

The Beast Master has rarely walked outside for many years. It has long been rumored that it is necessary to cultivate a ninth-level soul beast before it can be born. The golden armor soul beast in front of him must be the cub of the ninth-order soul beast!

The Beast Sect actually handed over the ninth-order soul beast to Hua Xiaotiao!

"Mo Jian, you're done..." Hua Xiaotiao said viciously, and a golden piccolo put it to his mouth and played a short flute sound.

The golden armored soul beast roared again, like a golden flame, and rushed to Mo Jian fiercely. From its big mouth, it spewed out a simple, long and sharp air wave, which was clearly in the shape of an ancient sword and stabbed Mo Jian's throat.

At a distance of seven or eight meters, Mo Jian clearly felt the terrible breath emanating from the golden armored soul beast, like a sharp needle, fiercely piercing every part of his whole body. And the long sword spewing out of its mouth is even more powerful. Mo Jian could even predict that if he was a little careless, he would die under the face of the golden armored soul beast, and he could not die again.

"One-yuan Eye!"

How dare Mo Jian hesitate in the face of such a dangerous situation? With a roar, the eyes of one of the ten strategies of the Qing Emperor shot out in an instant.

One-yuan Eye is to bring together all the power in a big move into one point. It can produce amazing power and explosion, which is most suitable for confronting the enemy.

An arrow shot out, a black light mass only the size of a fist, like a small stone, accurately splashing out, and accurately hitting the strange ancient sword spewed out of the mouth of the golden armor soul beast.

Everyone clearly saw that the ancient sword was as real. First, it broke from the tip of the sword to the body of the sword and exploded violently. Mo Jian's body retreated more than ten meters. The golden armored soul beast did not retreat and advanced. It was clear that this blow had not caused any trouble to it, and it was fiercely killed by Mo Jian.

"With Gang Kegang! Use yang to turn yin! Donkey Hammer!"

Mo Jian roared and shot several arrows in a row. The trend of the golden armored soul beast forward slowed down slightly, and the pressure on his whole body was greatly reduced. At the same time, what shot out this time was the eye of ten arrows and one yuan in a row.

The Green Emperor's ten strategies have their own strengths, and fight with the fierce golden armor soul beast. The most suitable one is the eye, which takes infinite power within one point. Mo Jian can now condense the power of an arrow to the size of a fist. If he can combine the power of this arrow into one yuan, it is a small point and a real great success. At that time, an arrow will be shot, which is powerful enough to destroy a continent!

The trend of the attack of the golden armor soul beast slowed down for a while.

Next, the black-horn bow in Mo Jian's hand kept shooting, and the gun of judgment, the eye of one yuan, the finger of crossing the disaster, the bitter sea god fist, etc. passed by respectively. And the golden armor soul beast, with huge and horrible soul power all over its body, between violent collisions again and again, one person and one beast actually showed a stalemate.

Everyone was even more shocked. How is it possible that a soul in Mojian District can fight against a ninth-order soul beast?

You know, all nine-order soul beasts are above the soul emperor. And because soul beasts have strong talents, their defenses are often amazing, and their means are more than twice as strong as human monks. Therefore, if you want to kill a soul beast at the beginning of the ninth level, you need at least five soul emperors equivalent to its realm.

This golden armored soul beast is clearly the soul beast in the early ninth level. Its means should be far better than that of the soul emperor.

Only the Naga Emperor and others knew that Mo Jian had no choice but to do this golden armored soul beast, but just urged its flower jump. At every critical moment, he always hesitated a few times. It seemed that he would not be cruel to Mo Jian and never attacked at the best time, which led to such a situation.

Thinking of Hua Xiaojuan kneeling and begging to lend this golden armored soul beast before coming, his knees were swollen like a small bag, and the Naga emperor sighed. It seems that his descendant is not to kill Mo Jian, but to arrest Mo Jian or prove himself in front of him.

What a stupid way? Such a stupid method seems to be available only for girls who fall in love, right?

"Xiao Tiao, if it's not easy for you to drive the golden armor, just admit defeat! We can't afford to lose this man!" The Naga emperor said indifferently.

Hua Xiao jumped her delicate body and trembled. She looked at Mo Jian, who was flying with long hair and flying up and down in the air. Seeing that his face was firm and calm, he was angry for no reason, and the golden piccolo in his hand suddenly raised a few notes and became sharp and sad.

The huge body of the golden armor soul beast trembled suddenly, and a gray-brown strange breath slowly gushed out. As soon as everyone saw it, they felt frightened.

This breath disappeared in an instant and seemed to be hidden, looking for the most suitable opportunity to give Mo Jian a fatal blow!

The golden armored soul beast is the best among the nine-order soul beasts. There are two ninth-order soul beast cubs subdued by the Beast Sect. This is the younger one. Its bloodline is extraordinary. In another decades, it will definitely be promoted to the soul beast in the middle of the ninth level.

This beast's leather armor is extremely strong, and even if the soul emperor hits it, it is difficult to leave any injury on it. But the most powerful is its soul attack!

The reason why it is named Soul Beast is its powerful soul attack.

At the moment when the gray-brown strange smell flashed and hidden again, Mo Jian immediately gave birth to a thrilling horror feeling. I realized that the most powerful thing about this beast is that it attacks its own soul!

The soul must be attacked, ten times more serious than the physical injury!

"The end of the Dharma era..."

At this time, how can Mo Jian still have any fluke? Unceremonious pre-emptive, in the era of the tenth strategy of the ten strategies of the Qing Emperor, in the doomsday era of unstable Taoism, killing as the supreme means to end and starting point, the horrible magic power that once made the three heavenly treasures in the chaotic area of the plane burst out in an instant.

The horrible soul breath of the golden armor soul beast has not yet dissipated.

And Mo Jian's arrow shot out, and the sky seemed to darken, and the incomparable depression centered on him and spread rapidly. In an instant, everyone felt the murder in it, the terrible atmosphere of destruction that people couldn't wait to escape, and the end power that made people lose all hope seemed to have no power to stop it.

In the era of the end of the law, with ten waves of soul power, shaped like ten boats bumping up and down in the waves, completely covering the golden armor soul beast.

The golden armored soul beast roared, and the gray-brown airflow reappeared, and countless golden lights shot out of its whole body.

Boom!

After the loud noise, endless black dust blocked everyone's sight. The golden piccolo in Hua Xiaojuan fell unconsciously, her delicate body trembled, and her pretty face was pale.

PS: I've been in a bad state recently and I'm trying to adjust, so I haven't separated the chapters for two days. I'll try my best to transfer them and ask for subscription.