Chapter 577 Song Qinghu who caused the air crash

Li Mingyang likes this feeling of free flight very much. Although he has flown more than once before, and the wheel also has a special way to make himself fly, at that time, he can only be a puppet in the air. If he wants to fly freely like this, it is something he can't imagine.

For Song Qinghu's amazing ability, Li Mingyang, like the Evergreen Emperor, is not only admiring but also admiring. Now Li Mingyang also has to admit that there is no falsehood under the reputation, and the strong in the Holy Spirit are absolutely all beings with great wisdom. Now think back to what Song Qinghu said about his life experience. This guy actually knows that he has no outstanding family background, so he never conflicts with anyone, because he knows that he has caused trouble and no one can settle for himself.

He has been hiding in Tibet all his life. Even if he is promoted to the Holy Spirit, he still doesn't want to conflict with others. The Louwu world has become like this. He has never thought of making contributions with his own skills. He seems to be as timid as a mouse, but this is not great wisdom. Song Qinghu is very clear about his strengths and weaknesses. If he is greedy for power struggle, he will sooner or later encounter a powerful enemy. The problem of his lack of combat power will definitely be revealed in the face of the real strong in the Holy Spirit. At that time, there will be only one way to die.

The so-called glory, the so-called wealth is just a passing cloud. Song Qinghu is very open-sighted and does not want to be greedy. Naturally, he has lived freely for hundreds of years. You know, Song Qinghu is not more than 200 years old, and less than 200 years old. This is also a mythical existence in Xuanyuan. Even if his combat power is insufficient, his combat power is enough to compare him with the strong in the same realm. If Song Qinghu is fierce, the general five-fold strong man in the Xuanling realm is really his right. Hands.

Free and comfortable, this is Song Qinghu's goal. That's why he cultivated a comfortable environment. The power in such a field may not be practical, but such ability is absolutely amazing. What Li Mingyang said to Song Qinghu before was not ironic, but indeed sincere.

"How much range can you control in your free state?" Li Mingyang asked in a low voice.

Song Qinghu touched his bald head again and frowned and said, "I'm not sure. It can be about three or five hundred feet away."

"Three five...hundreds?" Changqing Emperor looks at Song Qinghu as if looking at a monster. Can a person's field be so big? Changqing Emperor has been promoted to the Holy Spirit Realm for many years, and even fixed his cultivation in the Holy Spirit Realm a few years ago, but his current field can only affect a distance of nearly a hundred feet, which is enough for him to cross the Xuanyuan world.

However, thinking of the strange and really impractical characteristics of Song Qinghu's field, the Evergreen Emperor was slowly relieved. Now Changqing Emperor is in the field of Song Qinghu, but he doesn't feel much discomfort.

Li Mingyang was curious about Song Qinghu's abnormal situation. Song Qinghu couldn't stand his provocation and pointed to a monk on the ground and said, "Have you seen the monk in green second-order armor?"

"I saw it." Li Mingyang nodded repeatedly, his eyes were full of expectation, and his eyes were shining. As a former strong man of the Holy Spirit, he naturally understood how terrible a field could affect the surrounding area of three or 500 feet.

In everyone's expectation, Song Qinghu breathed a sigh of relief and read Amitabha Buddha with his hands together, and then he did not see any next hand decision or formula. He just stared at the Qingling monk in green spiritual armor on the ground.

After watching it for a while, I didn't see any effect. Li Mingyang couldn't help interrupting Song Qinghu and asked curiously, "Master, have we done our work?"

"Yes, didn't you see that I was staring at him?" Song Qinghu was very unhappy and complained that Li Mingyang interrupted his casting.

"Is it enough to just stare at him?" Li Mingyang feels incredible.

"In fact, it's not. The skill has also mentioned that there should be a matching hand decision and formula, and the method of cooperating with the operation of spiritual power in the body, but I feel that it is too troublesome. I haven't studied it in depth. Just rely on my feelings every time." Song Qinghu explained, "It used to work well, but it may be too nervous today."

Eight Green Emperor: "..."

Night Shadow: "..."

Qinghuang: "..."

Public sheep article? Oh, Gong Yangwen is sleeping again...

Li Mingyang wiped a handful of sweat on his forehead fiercely and the corners of his mouth*: "Master, please put away my knees."

Song Qinghu didn't seem to see the reaction of the people around him, and began to stare at the monk on the ground again. This time, he suddenly heard a shout: "Get up!"

Li Mingyang immediately looked at the ground, and at this moment, he really saw a person flying up!

"Master, you seem to have pulled the wrong person. Didn't you say to drag the guy in the green armor?" Li Mingyang asked curiously.

"Yes, isn't it just wearing green armor? Look how fresh his armor is, like a little strawberry." Song Qinghu said solemnly.

Li Mingyang looked at Changqing Emperor. He found that Changqing Emperor's eyes seemed to be full of despair. Now even the great free state could not save Song Qinghu. Who would have thought that the strong man in the Holy Spirit was actually color-blind!

Li Mingyang patted Song Qinghu on the shoulder and said, "Master, collect the magic power quickly. Look, the little strawberry is scared to pee in his pants."

They have been flying near Tianren City for a period of time. After arriving, Li Mingyang found that the perimeter of Tianren City was arranged with a defensive array, but although it was a defensive array, the method of arranging the array was very similar to the fantasy array in the Longhua battlefield. Seeing this scene, Li Mingyang guessed that Xuanguang was definitely awake, but now It's not in a good state, otherwise it won't be as simple as just setting up a guard.

And Li Mingyang found that there was a secret door in this seemingly impeccable defense...

The so-called secret door is actually a saying that the mage is used to communicate with each other. The array mage arranges a magic array and deliberately leaves a flaw in the magic array, specially to seduce those who do not understand the magic array but are powerful to break the array by brute force. In this way, the flaw left is called the secret door.

After seeing a secret door in this solid defense array, Li Mingyang knew that Xuanguang was going to ambush his unworthy apprentice. If this secret door was not followed by an exquisite trap or lethal killing array, it would definitely be a ghost.

It was with this discovery that Li Mingyang did not intend to replace him, so there was a scene of chatting with Song Qinghu outside Tianren City. Most of the so-called million troops on the ground are body refining monks. Although the building martial arts world is not as strange as the Tianyuan world, because most of the monks here like body refining, it has been passed down from generation to generation, resulting in a large number of body refining monks.

At a height of 300 feet, those low-level refining monks are simply daydreaming to attack. As for those low-strength Dharma practitioners, they dare not take the initiative to come up to Li Mingyang and their troubles. Since the death of several blind Xuanling monks, the monks in the corpse emperor's camp have understood this more.

In the camp of the Guardian Alliance, Fan Mingyang and others all looked up at the direction of Tianren City. Fan Mingyang muttered, "What on earth do these people want to do?"

"Although I don't know what they are going to do, I know that the corpse emperor will definitely be unlucky." Fan Lou said affirmatively.

Fan Mingyang lowered his head curiously and asked, "How can you be so sure?"

Being stared at by his ancestors, Fan Lou immediately took back the bad smile he just wanted to show and said, "Didn't Sun Er fight with the ghost king once in the Xuanyuan world? In that war, I carefully observed the ghost king. At ordinary times, there is always a light smile on his face, but whenever the corners of his mouth rise a little and his smile turns into a bad smile, he definitely has a practical plan.

Fan Mingyang subconsciously glanced at Li Mingyang in the air. They were far apart but could also see Li Mingyang clearly. Sure enough, the corners of his mouth were indeed rising slightly at this time. If you look carefully, it did have a little bad smile.

"You seem to be afraid of him?" Fan Mingyang suddenly said.

A cold sweat suddenly appeared on Fan Lou's forehead. He just wanted to say that he didn't dare, but finally he could only say with a wry smile, "I think as long as the people who have fought with him can't be afraid of him. His terribleness lies in his inability to see through, rather than showing his strong strength on the surface.

Fan Minglou nodded thoughtfully. Admittedly, when he had a brief contact with the group just now, although the Evergreen Emperor and the bodyguards around him were the most amazing, what he could not ignore in the team was the smiling young man.

"We are not qualified to talk about the hatred between Lou Wujie and him. At least the Fan family should not provoke him. Forget the battle of Xuanyuanjie. Just think that Li'er did not escape from the cemetery and died at the hands of the corpse emperor." Fan Mingyang said with a blank face.

"The ancestor is wise." Fan Lou said respectfully.

Song Qinghu seems to have been addicted to it just now. In this moment, he has pulled up no more than 30 monks from the corpse emperor's camp. For these low-level monks, Song Qinghu does not need the other party to take the initiative to cooperate with him. His strong strength allows him to easily control the other party without the consent of the other party, as long as he is in his own field.

Every time the monk who is dragged up will experience the pleasure of flying, but unfortunately, he always flies and accidentally falls down. Every time he sees someone fall to death, Song Qinghu will read "sin" with a painful face and then continue to play...

For this heartless master, the Evergreen Emperor has been completely desperate. Every time he looked at Li Mingyang's playful eyes, the Evergreen Emperor knew that the mysterious aura of the strong man in the Holy Spirit had completely destroyed Song Qinghu. However, he couldn't help sighing the strength of his great free state, and it was really not simple to entrust Li Mingyang and Gong Yangwen, two heavenly warriors.

After the ninety-seven monks in the corpse emperor's camp accidentally fell to death, a burst of blood suddenly came out on the ground. At this moment, everyone looked at the deepest part of the corpse emperor's camp in surprise.

"Finally, I can't help it." The corners of Li Mingyang's mouth rose a little.