Chapter 110: Clear void

Yan Fei's father is an elder of Mingyu Valley. His cultivation can be ranked in the top ten in Mingyu Valley. He has been closed in Mingyu Valley all year round, and his footprints are less than Shenzhou, but he has a lot of painstaking efforts on Yanfei to have a son in his later years.

Yan Fei was furious. He had not yet come to speak urgently, and another disciple of Mingyu Valley came to him. This man was older and more stable: "Xuan Wukong, this is the inner door of my Mingyu Valley. Please don't make trouble here."

The disciple said politely, but there was a hint of threat in his tone.

Xuan Wukong was not rude to this person. He said loudly, "Clean Kongzi, I just want to compete with Yan Fei. It's not harmful. Besides, it's your Mingyu Valley people to show their magic weapons first. Don't you allow me to resist?"

Turning his head and said to Yan Fei, "Yan Fei, since Jin Wugou has taken action, don't take it back. Let's play first, but let's say a lottery in advance. If I lose, I will never see Yang Haiqing again, but if you lose, just learn three barking in front of her."

It turned out that it was a love enemy meeting. Shen Chong peeked at Yang Haiqing and saw that her face remained unchanged, and she was still indifferent. She couldn't see whether she was happy or angry.

The clean space's face sank slightly. If you want to stop it, you can't avoid falling into the name of Mingyu Valley. Yan Fei beside him is even more angry and doesn't say anything more. Running the golden hook, a golden light has been split out. Suddenly, the whole sky is rendered into a golden color, and the murder is contained in it, a huge gold. The colored centipede held its head high and killed Xuan Wukong.

The centipede is most poisonous, and this golden centipede is no exception. Under the cover of the golden light, a trace of fishy smell echoed in it. All kinds of creatures in the sea were swept away by this fishy smell, and their bellies turned white and floated in an instant.

At this time, there were dozens of people around watching the battle, and most of them showed fear on their faces and avoided one after another.

"This golden dragonfly hook is listed as a top-quality magic weapon, and it must have its own uniqueness. The power is indeed not small. Shenzhou earth magic weapons are rare to see. The top-quality magic weapons and the best magic weapons can improve their own strength several times, and their lethality has also increased a lot. If I hadn't opened up six seas of gas, I would definitely not be my opponent." Shen Chong also retreated a hundred feet away with Yang Haiqing to avoid the impact, and secretly compared the strength of himself and him.

"It's really powerful," Qingluan also released his consciousness and observed the battle between the two: "The strength of the two of them is already the peak of the refining god. Although Yanfei has a top-quality magic weapon in his hand, I see that the mysterious air is heavy and motionless. It is difficult to shake him at all. There must be a strange treasure in him."

"These two people can also be said to be the talent of heaven. I will fall into a bitter battle against any one," Shen Chong sighed, "I can shake the martial arts saint with the body of Wuzong, and even kill them easily. It is inevitable that some of them underestimate the heroes of the world. There are people outside, there is a sky outside the sky, and a person's luck will eventually run out."

"It's not bad to think so, but you don't have to underestimate yourself. If you can become a nine-palaiss magic, and then step on the level of refining gods, it is not difficult to kill these two people."

Just when Shen Chong and Qing Luan communicated with divine thoughts, the golden dragonfly hook had hit Xuan Wukong's body, and the light was swallowed uncertain. The huge centipede had wrapped it and would be hit at any time.

Xuan Wukong laughed and said, "Yan Fei, you Ming Yugu, known as one of the Seven Avenue Sects, actually use magic weapons, but don't you know what shame is?"

"A magic weapon dares to be arrogant. Let me break you."

In a long smile, Xuan Wukong took action brazenly. He did not use any magic weapon. His body did not move like a mountain, and his eyes flashed with fine light. As soon as he raised his fingers, a true air that destroyed the void ejected out. The air with a radius of dozens of feet suddenly collapsed, and even the sea water under his feet was sucked away. The whole space became a vacuum state. Jinqi The golden light emitted by the hook dissipated in an instant, and the body also flew back.

Jin Wu hook flew back upside down, and Yan Fei's face also turned pale. He exclaimed, "Two worlds boxing, this is two worlds boxing, you have actually cultivated this set of martial arts."

Since the appearance of the two, Yang Haiqing's expression has been faint, but at this time, his eyes flashed a little, showing surprise.

"Two worlds boxing, what kind of trick is this?" Shen Chong also felt a little curious. The move just now also has the meaning of magic power. I'm afraid it is also a kind of small magic power.

"A sword is separated from the world, and the sea is difficult. The boxing between the two worlds is forever separated by heaven and man. This is the peerless magic power of the ancient emperor, involving the law of space and time, separating time and space. This mysterious space can actually be exerted in the physical world. Although the power is limited, it is not simple." Qingluan sighed.

"How about it? Do you want me to do another trick?" Xuan Wukong stood proudly. Since he learned this magic power, he was confident that he would become the first person in the realm of the soul.

Yan Fei is also a person with a firm mind, which stabilizes the true qi in an instant. Although Jin Wu Gou was hit back, it did not hurt the source. Under the call of Yan Fei, the golden centipede shrank into a ball and suddenly burst.

After Yan Fei knew that the other party had cultivated the two worlds of boxing, he knew that any kind of martial arts could not hit the other party. Only the golden hook in his hand had a chance to win, and he suddenly sacrificed the original power.

The golden sword spirit is like rain, covering the whole sky in an instant, and the void is cut and shattered.

In this way, Xuan Wukong's eyes also showed a solemn look. As the peerless magic power of the ancient emperor, he only realized some fur and could barely use some space power, but the consumption of true qi was not small. The other party had used his desperate tricks, and naturally he would not show weakness.

A stream of true qi rushed out of Xuan Wukong's body and covered his body, forming a white virtual shadow, a long-haired Confucian robe, and his facial features were clearly visible. He looked like a beautiful young scholar. The young scholar held a roll of books in his hand, and his lips moved slightly, and a cloud was light and clear.

As soon as this virtual shadow came out, it immediately dissipated the sword rain emitted by the golden dragonfly hook and turned it back into the appearance of a centipede.

"The essence is transformed into shape. Unexpectedly, Xuan Wukong has cultivated the essence of his own life. It is condensed but not scattered. It's only a matter of time to step into the realm of the divine soul."

"It's amazing. It's worthy of being the first direct disciple of the Red Flame Sect."

"Hey hey, this is a little interesting. The master of the Holy Gate has cultivated into a Confucian form, while the master of Taoism uses the Holy Gate magic weapon. Isn't it upside down?"

Seeing the essence of the mysterious Confucian image, everyone who watched the war talked about it for a while and praised it. In the depths of Jin'ao Island, several divine knowledge swept over, and the soul masters of Mingyu Valley also began to pay attention to this fight.

Shen Chong was also a little surprised. He could barely achieve the essence, but the virtual shadow flashed, not as solid as Xuan Wukong. This Xuan Wukong can be regarded as the first person in the soul realm he has seen, and his skills should be above Wu Jiang.

The virtual film of the young scholar has disappeared, but the remaining pressure is still there. With the help of this pressure, Xuan Wukong clenched his fists, and Taoist flames came out of his hand.

Red Flame Sect, in the name of Red Flame, has its own uniqueness above the fire magic power. Dozens of flames are overwhelming, making Yan Fei unable to breathe.

Yan Fei roared repeatedly in the flames, but he could not escape the siege of the red flame. The origin of Jin Wugou has been injured, and it can no longer be used without months of cultivation. With the cultivation of true qi alone, Yan Fei is not a mysterious opponent at all.

"Grefuse to lose. Learning to bark three times can save a dog's life." Xuan Wu said with a smile.

"Do not think, even if the jade is burning, don't let me admit defeat." Yan Fei's eyes were red. How could she admit defeat in front of the goddess Yang Haiqing in her mind?

"Oh, your mouth is so hard. It's not easy for me to kill you in front of your Mingyu Valley Mountain Gate. Anyway, just peel off your vestment and soak in the sea." Xuan Wukong is not a lawless person. Although he is a little arrogant, he is not stupid. If he really kills the disciples of Mingyu Valley in front of Jin'ao Island, no matter how hard the mountain behind him is, he will die. However, it doesn't matter to learn and humiliate. The elder of Mingyu Valley's soul realm is bound to take action, and the rest of the shrimps are not self- My opponent.

Just when Xuan Wukong turned his fingers and thought of peeling off Yan Fei's vestment, Yang Haiqing and Jingkongzi shouted together:

" Stop it!"

Two true qi struck out, and Yang Haiqing's too halal gas turned into a lotus flower. Every red flame hit the lotus flower turned into a green smoke and melted at the same time. The true qi of the clear void was even more strange. It was as dark as ink and directly swallowed up the red flame.

Shen Chong's attention was suddenly attracted by the pure space. This dark ink-like true spirit is not very powerful, but it can devour everything. It is actually a magical skill, even similar to the artistic conception of the heavens.

"Vacuum indestructible big devouring qigong!" Xuan Wukong shouted.

"It's really extraordinary. With this skill, it can be listed as the first person among the disciples of Mingyugu!" Xuan Wukong did not dare to let the other party absorb the red flame he released. Moreover, Yang Haiqing had also taken action, so he flew back.

"Xuan Wukong, since the victory or defeat has been divided, there is no need to be aggressive." After Jingkong devoured the red flame around Yan Fei's body, he also took back the true qi.

Xuan Wukong's face changed several times, and finally suppressed the idea of a competition. If he won the whole time, there may still be a chance, but at this time, the real energy consumes most of it, and even if it wins, it will be a tragic victory.

"Okay, I'll give you and Miss Yang a face. You don't need him to bark at those three barks, but it's better not to let him appear in front of me again."

The clear space is still calm. He can't see the joy and anger. He said lightly, "It's inevitable to win or lose in the martial arts competition. He will be a guest when he comes from afar. Please invite Mr. Xuan to enter the island."

What a deep city, the other party is arrogant in front of his door, and this clear space can still tolerate. Shen Chong saw that the cuffs of the clear space were windless and automatic. It seemed that this man had already been angry, but he thought that he was not sure of winning, so he endured and did not take action.

This Jingkongzi's name is not obvious on weekdays, but he has such a skill. Obviously, Xuan Wukong's attention to him is far above Yan Fei, and he is indeed a character.