Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Big brother! Look, it's Luo Fei!" The disciples also spotted him and hurriedly pointed at Yang Qingxuan, but the faces of several people were not very good.

Luo Ye was startled, and when he saw Yang Qingxuan, he trembled. The last time I knew that Yang Qingxuan had rushed to the peak of Broken Nirvana, he never thought about smashing him, and seeing each other at this moment was even more lingering.

"Be careful!" Yang Qingxuan suddenly shouted.

Luo Ye and the others were in a daze, and found a black shadow flying by, all shocked, and shouted, "Who?!"

A total of seven people, all shot together, the seven swords and lights were intertwined, cutting off to the dark shadow.

"Bang! Bang!—"

In an instant, the six swords were broken, only Luo Ye's Finger Sky Sword was still intact, but it was also shocked by a huge force, and his arm flew out.

Zhuang Quan frowned. Originally, he saw that Luo Ye was the strongest and wanted to catch Luo Ye to suck. Who knows that the other party's sword is good, but he didn't break it with a single blow, but flew out.

Seeing Yang Qingxuan chasing over, he didn't care about catching Luo Ye, he just grabbed a disciple next to him, and flew away in a flash.

Yang Qingxuan flew a sword from a distance and directly fell through. Regardless of staying, the sword light flashed on his body, and he chased it.

But a heart sinking straight down, the person's current escape speed is almost the same as his own. If he **** the living person again, I am afraid that he will not be able to catch up.

He hesitated in his heart and wanted to use the sun, moon and star wheel to slow down time. But that is one of his own cards. If the opponent's identity is not known yet, if he reveals it too early, he is afraid it will cause more trouble.

The arrested disciple of the Wuya Sword Sect screamed twice, but he was completely silent, only his hands and feet trembled, but soon he gave up the struggle.

After chasing for a long time, Zhuang Quan suddenly stopped.

Yang Qingxuan felt a shock, leaned forward, stopped at a distance of thirty feet, and pointed his sword at him.

"Hey."

Zhuang Quan made a sound, then threw away the emptied corpse in his hand, and slowly turned around.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, Zhuang Quan in front of him could not be seen scorched, his skin was as usual, and the wound on his chest was completely healed. His eyes were like a deep well, deep and bottomless, with weird black glow.

"Who, who are you?!" Yang Qingxuan squeezed sweat in his hand, pointed at him vigilantly with a sword, possessing such a weird and terrifying magical power, he must not be an ordinary person.

"You don't need to know my name, I just want to confirm whether Zi Yuan is in your star ring." Zhuang Quan said slowly.

"Oh, you don't need to know this question either." Yang Qingxuan stunned and sneered alertly.

"If this is the case, I have to check it myself." Zhuang Quan's expression was cold, and he raised his hand and moved his fingers together. A large amount of black energy gushed out of the body, condensed a finger in the sky, and quickly descended.

"It's this trick again, it's useless!" Yang Qingxuan flipped a sword and stabbed it.

"boom!"

Sword Qi carried karma fire into the black Qi, slicing it apart.

But Yang Qingxuan's face changed, revealing a solemn expression, this person's strength has indeed improved!

"It's really good to cultivate Hongyan to this level." Zhuang Yu praised blankly, raised his hand and drew a circle in front of him, as countless black glows gathered in his palm, as if there was something very strong. The suction power is incorporated into countless rules, and finally with a "bang", a black flame the size of a mung bean is born.

"Try my black flame." A cold light appeared in Zhuang Yu's eyes, and he pushed his right palm slightly, and the flame shot out instantly, like a stream of black light.

"Dark night?!"

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback. He was not unfamiliar with Hei Yan. He had seen Hei Yanjiao and Faguang Conch, but he didn't expect anyone to use it directly. It was the first time he saw him.

He didn't dare to hold it large, and the long sword was horizontal, a little purple light flowed into the sword from his palm, and the flame Yaoyao on it flowed down the sword.

The moment the purple flames gathered on the tip of the sword, Yang Qingxuan stabbed out with the sword.

"Boom!"

Two flames of very different colors collided with each other, exploding a ball of light, and rushing away.

The sky couldn't bear such terrible rules of fire, and it was constantly being burned into nothingness.

Yang Qingxuan withdrew the sword and guarded him. After being hit by the impact, he felt that his body was hot and unbearable, and the unicorn inside the sword also roared in horror.

"Zi Yan?!" Zhuang Quan's black pupils suddenly contracted, and crossed his hands in front of him to block the impact. The two arms were burnt black again, completely unrecognizable.

"You actually have purple inflammation in your palm? Who are you?!" Zhuang Quan's eyes showed horror, staring directly at Yang Qingxuan.

"Joke, should I ask you this sentence? At least you still know my name and know that I am the Qinglong Holy Spirit of this generation, but Lao Tzu doesn't even know whether you are a man or a ghost, you still have a face. Ask me again and again?" Yang Qingxuan countered coldly.

Zhuang Quan put down his scorched hands, his eyes calmed a little, and said, "No wonder Ziyuan will become your star. It seems that you are also a person with chance."

Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "I didn't say that Ziyuan is my star."

Zhuang Quan frowned and said noncommittal, "It doesn't matter if you admit it or not, I can basically be sure, so protect her."

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, the last words made him a little inexplicable, his brow furrowed tighter, and said, "Are you an enemy or a friend?"

Zhuang Quan said: "When interests are the same, they are friends, when interests are contradictory, they are enemies."

Yang Qingxuan said, "What about now?"

Zhuang Quan said: "Temporarily consistent."

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "Then at least tell me your identity, right?"

Zhuang Quan smiled and said: "Sooner or later you will know. I will not waste your time, and I will also look for new flesh and blood. This body is badly damaged. Now it hasn't repaired its appearance, as well as internal organs and bones. The meridians must be repaired by sucking flesh and blood."

His words were extremely ordinary, like talking about eating, which made Yang Qingxuan's hair terrified.

"Are you from the Dark Night clan?" Yang Qingxuan asked.

"I can control the Dark Night Black Flame, so naturally I belong to the Dark Night clan. You don't have to test me, not only I am, but also Ziyuan. The twists and turns of this, the time has not come, you will naturally understand when it comes." Zhuang Quan seemed unwilling to speak more, and turned around after speaking.

"Pretend to be advanced!" Yang Qingxuan cursed, watching Zhuang Quan leave without help.

But a heart sank.

Zhuang Quan shouldn't lie to him, and Ziyuan was involved at once. It seems that Ziyuan is really from the Dark Night clan.

So what is the relationship between her and Ye Hou, and this Zhuang Quan?

And why can this person find himself at once, and know that he is the Azure Dragon Holy Spirit, and Ziyuan is his heart?

Yang Qingxuan only felt that his scalp was a little numb, as if he had invisible eyes, watching his every move in the dark.