Heaven Defying Dark Empress

He didn't move, his eyes squinted at someone beside him.

Can you still hold on?

Hua Chongjin's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, it's no wonder she can hold her own.

Hua Chongjin didn't agree with Mu Tianyin's acceptance of this battle with disparity in strength. According to him, it was: Why make such trouble? If it looks intrusive, just kill it directly, clean and easy.

It's just that there is always someone in this world that you can't beat.

Mu Tianyin insisted on this, and Hua Chongjin did the same.

"Go to hell!" Lian Qingchen roared ferociously.

Mu Tianyin's back suddenly felt cold, and her pupils trembled violently.

She flew out on tiptoes, but still because she couldn't avoid the dodge and was unbiased, she was directly bombarded by the crimson light waves chasing after her, causing her blood to rush upwards, and spit out a mouthful of blood. Knock down that cracked gully cliff!

"Hey—" There was a gasp in the surroundings.

Lian Qingchen's blow was much higher than the power that just split the top of Duanpanlong into powder!

Feng Xiaobai's eyebrows jumped wildly, and his complexion turned blue.

Lian Qingchen gasped for a few breaths, waved her banner and snorted coldly, "Look, you're not dead yet!"

It still takes a lot of power to mobilize the power of the sacred artifacts, and even Qingchen is panting heavily now.

"You want my life? Then you can't do it with this little strength." What made people stare was that before even Qingchen finished his sentence, a cool and teasing female voice came out of nowhere.

Before everyone had time to worry about Mu Tianyin, they saw that clear light soaring into the sky again.

The girl in the green shirt bared her teeth, but she was still alive and kicking.

"It's all fine, to hell." The elders of the Yao Palace all stared wide-eyed in shock.

That kind of attack power is comparable to that of a saint!

"Tickle me." Mu Tianyin waved her arms, shaking off a piece of golden light, like a shattered sunset.

"Amulet!" The elders of the Yao Palace clan saw the clue, and they were about to spit out the old blood accumulated for thousands of years.

If you haven't fought a monk who is a rune master, you will never know how disgusting he is!

Even Qingchen was almost nauseated to the point of vomiting blood, "Damn it."

How many runes does this guy have?

I can't believe I can protect her to the end!

"Tianyin's inscription ability has improved again." Ji Ming and Ji Qi beside him looked at each other in surprise.

The runes on Mu Tianyin's body were indeed inscribed by herself!

When leaving Ji's house before, Ji Wuyou and several clan elders wanted to give her some runes as a guarantee, but she refused.

Rubbing the Fuxi Baojian has already taken a lot of effort from the elders of all clans. She doesn't want to bother any more, and when the Ji family is in need of manpower, she doesn't want to delay her own affairs. You must know that the inscription can resist the power of a saint. , that is, several clan elders, all need to spend the last month.

Just like alchemists, even rune masters can't say that they can take out runes, especially high-level ones.

"Want to know how many more?" Seeing Lian Qingchen's anger and doubt, Mu Tianyin sneered, "There are too many, you can try."

But the power of this streamer is terrifying, the defensive talisman she had inscribed for three days and three nights was scrapped just like that!

But it's also because of Mu Tianyin's strong physique, otherwise it's just a bit of leaked power, let alone a monk in the early stage of Dao Tribulation, or an ordinary late Dao Tribulation monk, it is enough to earn his name.

"The rune master is really difficult!" Someone couldn't help expressing emotion.

Some people even sympathized with Lian Qingchen, "This is really disgusting."

"Have you had enough?" Mu Tianyin flicked the dust off her shoulders, narrowing her eyes, "Then you rest, it's up to me now."

Lian Qingchen secretly said that it was not good, and before Mu Tianyin finished her sentence, she had already taken a defensive posture.

After suffering a loss, she had to be cautious.

"Go!" Mu Tianyin waved her hand.

The black Nine Heavens Breathing Soil Furnace swirls and zooms in, and the attacking talisman inscribed on it is filled with spiritual energy, and then golden light bursts out, and the ancient golden Sanskrit characters oscillate and emerge, surrounding the black furnace, forcing Lian Qingchen to retreat quickly, like a frightened bird .

After retreating to what she thought was a safe distance, Lian Qingchen provocatively said, "Is that all you can do? That's nothing more than that."

It is wishful thinking to want to hurt her with these few runes!

"Really." Mu Tianyin smiled instead of anger, the corners of her mouth curved strangely.

Lian Qingchen suddenly had a bad feeling.

Afterwards, Lian Qingchen didn't know what she saw, and her beautiful eyes widened suddenly. When she wanted to dodge, Mu Tianyin leaned forward with lightning speed and knocked down the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil Furnace with her hand. , "Then you try it!"

"Wow—"

This time, the sky is blushing!

"Oh my god, what the hell is that?"

The monks who were avoiding far away stared like bulls. They could clearly feel the terrifying temperature from such a distance, as if they were going to burn the entire sky. They couldn't help but rejoice that they had the foresight to run away early.

"Ah—" Lian Qingchen's cry seemed inexplicably miserable.

I could only see that purple flame poured out from the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil Furnace like a river and sea, carrying a mysterious ancient atmosphere.

"Oh My God!"

"This guy Mu Tianyin is such a trap!"

"The sudden change in the painting style is too powerful, and if you don't pay attention, you will fall into her way."

The spectators are the most powerful when they say sarcastic remarks, and they don't care about Lian Qingchen's dire situation.

Mu Tianyin turned her wrist, retracted the black furnace, covered her head with a veil.

"..." I thought she was not afraid of fire.

The old bat grinned, "My little ancestor, take it easy."

Are you kidding, it is Suanni Shenhuo, but what is the material of the little lady's black stove, it can actually hold this level of fire slurry.

"Ah—" The purple fire swept across the sky for a long time, and Lian Qingchen's cry made the hair stand on end.

The 'Four Great Vajras' of Yao Palace couldn't stand up any longer, and looked at each other anxiously.

What should I do, help or not?

Mu Tianyin hid in the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil Furnace, closed half of her eyes, and covered her ears with her hands.

She didn't dare to devour the inner alchemy of the ancient Suanni directly, but it's no problem to temper some out. The current Nine Heavens Breathing Soil Furnace is also completely stable, and only things at the level of wisdom soil can hold the sacred fire of Suanni so easily. !

After the sparks dissipated, a mass of coke was exposed in the sky.

All dharma holy artifacts, the congenital five-element flag, rolled into a ball, hung on Lian Qingchen's body in tatters, and was completely destroyed. Even if Qingchen was tightly protected by it, it looked miserable.

His hair was burnt, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The innate five-element flag can be used to attack, retreat or defend. It is a holy weapon of all kinds that integrates defense and attack.

However, it still couldn't completely protect Lian Qingchen.

"Mu, God, Yin." Lian Qingchen's words were almost squeezed out between her teeth, which made her teeth look white, but the moment she opened her mouth to speak, she spewed out a puff of smoke.

Mouth, nose, ear and seven orifices are not bleeding, but smoking.

"Er..." The audience was speechless.

The image and temperament are ruined.

Are you sure that this is the most magnificent and noble girl from the Yao Palace?

With the black furnace of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil on Mu Tianyin's head, she raised her eyes to look at Lian Qingchen, "Not dead?"

This guy is really a monster!

"Ah——" Lian Qingchen roared crazily, his eyes were dark, his frightening appearance was like a beast with bulging hair, the strong wind was blowing around his body, shaking the mountains, flying sand and rocks.

She is full of aura, soaring crazily!

"The Dao Tribulation is complete!" Wu Yi turned over and said.

The Great Consummation of the Dao Tribulation is a key step in the later stages of the Dao Tribulation to transcend the Tribulation and become a saint. After reaching this state, one is truly ready to cross the Heaven Tribulation.

Of course, Lian Qingchen would not dare to cross the heaven and cross the thunder calamity now, that would be tantamount to seeking his own death.

But her strength has been promoted to this level, which is a qualitative leap from the later stage of Dao Jie!

"It's true." Mu Qianshang, who had been watching the battle silently, couldn't help laughing, the moon white robe was blown up and fluttered by the coming wind, the color of the black pupils gradually deepened, and the smile was meaningful.

"It turns out that even Qingchen has reached the Dzogchen realm."

"It's still a good idea, and now it's another good show." Everyone secretly sighed that these arrogances really have a deep foundation. It was just reported that Ji Wuyou had stepped into the rank of saints a while ago, and now they look at Lian Qingchen again. , is only one step away.

"It seems that I was completely pissed off, Mu Tianyin is also capable!" These words really made people unable to tell whether it was a compliment or a run on.

Lian Qingchen had no expression on his face, turned his wrist and quickly pinched the hair formula, and struck the sky, "Hunyuan Palm!"

The fame stunt of the Yao Palace boss, all kinds of holy arts!

"Shuofeng Fist!" Mu Tianyin's eyes tightened suddenly, but she didn't dodge or dodge, and her fists came out at the same time.

The spells taught by Immortal Mo Liu are also sacred spells.

The phantom of the giant palm that can destroy the void came with the force of overwhelming mountains and seas, and the fist wind that could break the sky went away with the force of sweeping mountains and rivers. When the two collided, the whole earth suddenly lost its sound, everyone's ears buzzed, and they became dizzy .

After the bang, the two forces stalemate in the center.

Even Qingchen was a little crazy, "Mu Tianyin, you really deserve to die!"

"Hmm—" Mu Tianyin's eyes darkened suddenly, her whole body trembled violently, her entire arm was torn apart, her bones twisted and brittle, and finally she couldn't support herself and retreated half an inch, the Immortal Mansion Dao Pagoda shattered.

"Boom!" Two forces exploded in the center.

The wind was cut out like a guillotine, and it was directly razed to the ground for several miles!

"My God—" Those monks standing far away, who were a little unsteady, were thrown upside down and flew away, like meteors flying around, echoes hovering in the sky for a long time.

Mu Tianyin was pushed back several miles, and she vomited a mouthful of blood.

This time, it was a real serious injury.

Although they are all sacred arts, their power is comparable, but the level of power is too disparate, and Mu Tianyin can't resist it.

The red cloak flew up, drawing a blazing arc in the gusts of wind, like a boulder thrown from the green pupils of Huazhongjin, and the waves swarmed, but he still tried his best to restrain the urge to rush out. It can be seen from the back of his hand that he endured really hard.

Of course, the main thing that endured was the urge to crush Lian Qingchen into powder!

Mu Tianyin knelt on one knee in the sky, stretched out her hand, and gently wiped the corner of her mouth.

Blood, dazzling red.

"Mu Tianyin, I want to see what kind of waves you can make." Lian Qingchen presses on step by step, with dark eyes flickering in her eyes, trying to force her out of the Ninth Grade Golden Lotus Platform .

As the sky broke through the clouds, Mu Tianyin lowered her head halfway, her broken hair fluttering, covering her bright eyes in the shadows.

"ah--"

Suddenly there was a series of ghost screams around.

Lian Qingchen trembled violently, his pupils dilated.

That girl kneeling on one knee in the air, the aura that rolled up all over her body was actually Yin power!

But isn't Mu Tianyin a cultivator?

What about the spirit root of the first physical body in Middle Earth?

When is it time to be a magic monk!