Heavenly God Mnemonic

The audience was silent.

No one dared to take Yang Qingxuan's words.

There were only a few shivering teeth, and moaning from great fear.

Yang Qingxuan said to Ji Yu: "Let's go. The meeting ceremony has already been given, and we have already visited the mountain. The heroes and heroes should not embarrass us anymore."

At the moment, they continue to move forward.

"Hey!"

The remaining warriors in the front hurriedly retreated with a "swish", and no one dared to stand in front of him.

Ji Yu sighed: "The old saying goes: If you don't die, you won't die."

When passing by Zhao Shi's side, he could still hear the trembling of Zhao Shi's teeth, but Ji Yu walked straight over, too lazy to look at him again.

The two continued to walk forward, and Yang Qingxuan's feet suddenly condensed, standing still in the air.

Ji Yu was surprised: "My lord, what's the matter?"

Immediately, a coercion as strong as a mountain came in the air and shook Ji Yu violently, causing him to take a step back. The blood in his body was surging, his face was shocked, and he cried out: "Lord of the Thousand Realms !"

Yang Qingxuan stood there, his robe did not wind up automatically, and he was obviously shocked, but he didn't take a step back, only slightly frowned.

"Huh, there really are two things. However, your good luck ends here."

The space in front shook, a huge force shattered the sky, making a huge explosion, sharply spreading to all sides.

The powerful air wave whirls, tearing the sky!

Zhao Shi and the others all yelled in horror, and were shocked to vomit blood, and shouted in amazement: "Which adult is it? Please be merciful!"

Ji Yu also turned pale, hurriedly running Zhen Yuan, calming down in the void, but traces of blood permeated from the seven holes, which was extremely painful.

Those under the high-ranking realm kings were originally shocked by Yang Qingxuan, and at this moment they even screamed, they were torn apart by the terrifying sound wave, and died on the spot.

Only Yang Qingxuan remained motionless, with his hands behind him, his eyes half closed, as if nothing had happened.

Soon, when the sharp and terrifying howling stopped, a tall and thin old man with a goatee and a black tights appeared in front of him.

Ji Yu exclaimed in horror: "It's the old man Dayue!"

Zhao Shi and the others were all shocked, spouting a mouthful of blood, and hurried back.

Everyone knew how terrible the old man Dayue was, and he dared not stand within his attack range.

The old man Dayue stood with his hand in his hand, and said leisurely: "The old man has nothing to do. I went to the Little Demon Teahouse to drink tea. I found that there were not many people left. When I inquired, I realized that it was a fat lamb, and he seemed to be struggling. Hey, but the more you pierce your hands, the fatter I guess, I like it."

The old man Dayue showed a wicked smile, looked at Yang Qingxuan like a cargo, already treating him as something in his bag.

Ji Yu trembled in the voice transmission: "Old Man Dayue, he is a famous villain in Promise City. There are countless strong men who died in his hands. He is the existence of the Lord of Thousand Realms, and no one dares to provoke him. ."

After Ji Yu finished speaking, he also took a few steps back.

Although Yang Qingxuan's combat power was terrifying, he was still only the Realm King after all, and the opposite was the real Lord of the Thousand Realms.

He was not optimistic about Yang Qingxuan's ability to win, and he didn't want to involve himself, so he lost his life.

The old man Dayue pointed at Yang Qingxuan, hooked his finger, pointed at a certain place, and said coldly: "Kneel there, then take out all the things on your body, put it on top of your head, and wait for it to fall."

Yang Qingxuan said slowly: "I think it's better for my generation to practice cultivation. It's better not to retreat all day, otherwise all of them will become silly-D. For example, you, what kind of tea do you drink when you are bored? You can just die."

"Hey!" Ji Yu took a breath, frightened.

Even the Lord of the Thousand Worlds dare to be shocked?

He hurried back hundreds of feet, for fear that the old man Dayue would cut himself to death with a palm.

Zhao Shi and the people who ate the melons were equally frightened. After retreating and then retreating, only two people were left empty within a few thousand meters.

"Damn it! Dare to offend this seat, die!"

The old man Dayue screamed, his murderous aura turned into boundless anger.

In Promise City, apart from a few strong people such as the city lord, who would dare to be so powerless against him.

The figure shook, and both palms fell out.

Numerous vortices spread out from the palm of the palm, layered on top of each other, and blasted into the sky accompanied by blasting sounds, tearing them all to pieces in all directions.

The space where Yang Qingxuan stood was constantly shattering, and the whole person fell into the abyss, blasting from all directions with tyrannical palm power, falling into a state of destruction.

The old man Dayue laughed strangely: "Hahahaha, dare to be disrespectful to this seat, but use your blood to cleanse this ignorance and sin!"

"Long set is just a lot of nonsense, is it to grab a few more breaths?"

Yang Qingxuan said expressionlessly, raising his hand, a swelling air emerged from his arm, and then thousands of gilt appeared, wrapping the entire right arm.

With the left hand turned over, a little golden light continuously zoomed in and turned into a dynasty seal.

Behind him, a huge flame ignited, rushing out of the abyss, straight into the sky, burning the whole world as red as iron.

"I'm sorry, that's it, take the lunch box."

The huge flame condensed in the air, turning into a sky like the earth, and the seals of both hands hit directly.

The whole emptiness and all kinds of rules, under the coercion of this ancient Yan, the blockbuster burst into pieces, as if the past, present, and future were all turned into ashes in this fire.

"Hey! This flame..."

The old man Dayue was shocked, even the Lord of the Thousand Realms felt the power of fear.

But immediately, two huge golden lights shot out from the black hole in the abyss created by his palm.

One of them is vast and holy, stalwart, and solemn.

A domineering and magnificent, like the emperor's true dragon descending to the world.

Two golden rays of light were equal and shuttled.

Under the suppression of these three forces, the terrifying palm of Old Man Dayue continued to "rumble".

The terrifying realm and the heaven and earth vision created by the entire palm technique were instantly compressed and shrunk by a hundred times, until they disappeared.

"No! Impossible!—"

"what!!--"

The old man Dayue yelled in horror, and a huge vortex was created by three forces in the whole world, swallowing him in a little bit.

"Little guy... little friend... little big... grown-up... adults stop... stop!"

The old man Dayue shouted desperately, with bitter pleading in his voice, pouring all the power of a thousand realms into his palms, still unable to stop the terrible vortex that was constantly pressing down and crushing his whole body strength, anxious His head was sweaty and his face was pale.

"Still adding drama."

Yang Qingxuan had emerged from the abyss vision, stood calmly in front, frowned, and said, "Since you are not reconciled to get the lunch box, then I will give you another enrollment.

Reaching out and grabbing, the Ruins of the Halberd Sky fell in the right hand.

The sky full of golden flowers fell, floating between the sky and the earth.

The war halberd flickered, and the halberd came out in one style.