Chapter 126 The old enemy!

A fierce sky wind blew under the black clouds gathered in the sky. Between the roar, the land of dozens of miles was ploughed, and the ravines fell on Jinyang's body, which also made Jinyang frown and dare not neglect at all.

The empty body slowly fell, and the fairy spirit around it became condensed under the roar of the wind. A thin layer tightly wrapped the golden sun and dared not dance with big thorns.

"Three disasters? Robbery clouds, wind, what else?" Jin Yang said to himself.

The soaring yuan god inherits the world and intercepts all kinds of information. The sharpness left by the monks' battles gives people a feeling of bystanders. Yuan Shen hugged Yuan Shouyi and could even feel the little bits and pieces of those immortals, but it was so vague that he could not see their specific figure.

Jinyang, with a dignified look, holds the suzerain's sword, and the flesh shell is united with the yuan god. 30,000 years of mana is constantly rotating, and the silky of fairy light is revealed.

The monks in the distance are scattered in the air, their cultivation is uneven, and their mana is no longer obscure. There are also many people from the high school. The cultivation of Taoism does not directly point to the immortal road, but it can also reluctantly enter the world of immortals.

"There are a series of visions and fairy lights. This person is not simple. Can you introduce this door to become a true biography?" A Taoist robe is dressed, and the white beard is one foot long. This person is the elder of the first-class school Hongyuan Road in Chudi. He is cultivated in the three immortals "Taiming jade complete the sky"

Above the sky, two people stand directly above the mausoleum in the wind layer of the world, and the old man with white beard in Taoist robes is very interested in Jinyang. The younger brother around him was much younger than him. With a pinch of small beard, he looked at his brother with a smile on his face, waved the dust in his hand, and said with a smile, "This man is a fairy, and the perfect cultivation of ordinary immortals, and the corresponding 30,000 years of magic power may have exceeded his realm limit!"

The fairy light in this person's eyes rotates, and there is a star force in his body, and he has an extremely keen feeling for some things.

The eyes of the old man in the white beard in the Taoist robe flashed and stared over heavily.

For a moment, Bai Xu shook slightly: "It seems that there are several Taoist books, breaking the shackles between the excitement. They are all ancient scriptures that point directly to Tianxian Avenue!" After saying that, there was another sigh. The person who can practice several immortal Taoist books must have a deep * behind him, and it is impossible to introduce them into the door.

Just as the white-bearded elder of Hongyuan Road peeped, Jinyang's yuan god suddenly moved, as if he had noticed something. Between his mind, his eyes were closed, and the yuan god held Yuan Shouyi again, looking for that slight feeling.

For a long time. Jin Yang looked at the feeling of the moment when the clouds in the sky were no longer entangled. He was very clear in his heart that someone must be peeping at him. His attention turned to the disaster again, sighing at the great disaster, and the rumble thunder turned in it. Jin Yang's bright body like a fairy crystal may not be able to block its power.

Just as Jinyang sighed, the long-brewed disaster finally became powerful. The wind reversed, and the radius suddenly changed dozens of miles. The land of the ravines suddenly rolled up, and before it flew up several feet, it was strangled.

The materials for building the mausoleum are heavy and extremely strong, with ancient carvings and mottled and vicissitudes. Slowly rose into the sky under the stirred wind, standing in the sky and turning around the golden sun. Jinyang stood in the mausoleum and looked at the black boulder around him, dozens of miles, staggered, and each piece was just right.

"The formation?" Jinyang looked carefully and was immediately surprised that the huge stones covered with dozens of miles turned into the momentum of nine palaces. The gathered forces were around. The ten miles covered by the heavenly disaster were solidified into a small world, and all the thunder and lightning roared in it.

"This?"

People who quietly watch Jinyang's crossing the disaster are puzzled. They have never seen this situation. The monks who are slightly involved in the array can recognize this nine palace array, the most basic array, but it is also the thickest array. The more powerful it is, the more powerful it is, the more difficult it is to crack.

Many monks gathered together, shining in their eyes, watching the catastrophe hundreds of miles away and talking about it.

Just as everyone was talking, a stream of light soared in the distance. The cold and sharpness made people chill, and the golden sword light was like a heavenly sword, carrying the power of panic. The murderous spirit is overflowing, and I dare not look directly at it.

The monk who talked about Jinyang was shocked again. Looking around, the power of the comer was extremely strong and he knew at a glance that he was a strong man in the realm of immortals. Looking closely, the sword eyebrows are beautiful, with cold light in the eyes. The elegant posture and proud figure are enviable.

"Hmm?!" The golden sword suddenly stopped outside the disaster cloud of Jinyang. Looking around, the monks dozens of miles away were cold and dared not look directly at them. The superior immortals are also in their hearts. This woman is not simple and is a terrible enemy.

Just when the woman stood outside the cloud and observed the cloud. Jin Yang, who was in the center of the storm, clenched his teeth and his eyes were full of solemnity. The square boulder full of stone carvings are staggered, as heavy as the peaks, and the power gathered between the flow of the breaths of the nine palaces makes Jinyang breathless.

A flash of lightning hit Jinyang, and the dazzling light illuminated the dark world. In an instant, Jin Yang's body lost consciousness, and only his eyes soared and was terrible.

The bombardment of thunder and lightning passed in a breath. Jin Yang, who was black all over, gasped in his mouth and bowed slightly. The unknown martial arts god in the world of holy light waved his fist and was ready to fight again. Thirty thousand years of mana broke the imprisonment of ordinary immortals and became flexible, with a vitality.

Just as Jinyang was preparing to attack again, outside the clouds, the golden sword light suddenly moved, and the sword spirit that went straight to the sky jumped in the sky, and the sword flowers were extremely sharp.

"Drink!" The sound of delicate drinking spread hundreds of miles, with a fierce spirit in her voice, and the fierce sword in her eyes frowned. Just as everyone looked at her, nine golden sword lights hit the nine palace array composed of boulders. Nine golden sword lights surrounded her, up and down, and the atmosphere of killing was frightening.

Under the continuous impact of nine golden sword lights, a large array of nine palaces in the sky raised a yellow light to protect the world of disaster and prevent this person from rushing into it. Just as the sword light kept hitting and the woman's strong magic surged, Jin Yang standing under the cloud had seen the man's face.

with a roar, with surprise and endless hatred, he was eager to swallow this graceful woman alive.

"Zhao Qing?!"

All his attention was on Jinyang, who attacked the woman who attacked the nine palaces. He gritted his teeth and couldn't wait to rush out immediately to fight with her. The woman who is dozens of miles away from Jinyang, the nine golden sword lights are always condensed, there is no stagnation between the attacks, and the breath of noble killing has not weakened, as if there is no consumption at all.

Zhao Qing, who is still attacking the array, has changed a lot in the past ten years and has experienced several times. She is no longer the little villain in the Prince's Academy. But there is infinite arrogance in the chest, like a fierce sword out of its sheath. The breath of fighting is stronger, and the means of dealing with things become cold.

The thunder and lightning in the sky fell on Jinyang's body, and the wind blew the bones, took away some protective gas and even penetrated the body, destroying Jinyang's internal organs. The magic fist waved and hit very seriously, which proved the trajectory of the prohibition of the holy light world bit by bit.

"Jinyang, I didn't expect to meet you in Chu! Now that we have met, let's have a break! You must remember the vows of those years!" Zhao Qing, with sharp hair and a shawl, has a trace of blood, which is extremely similar to the noble golden atmosphere.

Zhao Qing's voice fell clearly in Jin Yang's ears dozens of miles away, like a phoenix singing. Zhao Qing, who is constantly attacking, rises in momentum and suppresses a whole world. The noble golden atmosphere makes people dare not look directly at him and sincerely want to submit.

Jinyang, who observed clearly, is eager to fight to the death, but his reason still tells him that her combat effectiveness is far less than that of Zhao Qing, whose cultivation surpasses his peers. Her kendo cultivation is not even weaker than that of Jingchu. Her magic is strong and flexible, and she is perfect like a practitioner, like the birth of an ancient man.

Jinyang, who resisted the wind disaster and the thunder cloud disaster, swayed his body and turned into a fairy light. When he heard Zhao Qing's oath, the evil fire suddenly soared and roared ferociously.

"Zhao Qing, you little bitch, I will step on the Zhao family and stir up the prince's school palace!"

Zhao Qing, who attacked the array repeatedly, suddenly settled down. He looked at Jin Yang and laughed like a fool. His eyes were full of disdain: "I think there are several peak immortals in my Zhao family, and they can't be shaken by people who are about to die today!" While talking, nine swords around themselves collided with the large array.

The sonorous voice continued, and Zhao Qing looked at Jinyang, who was constantly resisting the thunderstorm, which scattered wisps of glow, thunderous, and hundreds of thunder lights within ten miles, and the ground was bombarded into a piece of scorched earth.

"I didn't expect that your roots and bones were so powerful that even your bloodline had completely recovered, and you could even cast the Dharma phase!" Zhao Qing said coldly, and his tone stagnated: "Unfortunately, there is only one way to die against my Zhao family!" After saying that, Zhao Qing stopped talking, but struggled to carry the golden sword light and cut it on the cracked array.

Many monks in the distance listened to the words of the two and knew that they came from the Prince's Academy and thought they were the big faction there. However, the several immortals standing in the dark were secretly shocked. They didn't expect that none of them knew the great reputation of the "Prince Academy" among their immortals. When you meet them, you should be polite. Sometimes the cultivation of the "Prince Academy" is much better than that of yourself, but no one dares to be rude. These are all bloody lessons.

The two elders of Hongyuan Road in the wind layer looked at the two people below.

"Brother, don't make up!" The younger brother with a short beard suddenly said that he knew his brother very well and must have cherished his talent again.

The old man with white beard was stunned and his lips moved slightly: "Hmm!" Looking at Zhao Qing, who had entered the disaster below, no longer said anything.

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