Heavenly God Mnemonic

The shadow trembled inexplicably, his body stagnated in the air, and even the scimitar in his hand stopped in the air, as if time was locked.

But the time was not locked, just an inexplicable breath descended, like an emperor came to the earth.

The black shadow has been at the top for a long time, traversing the Black Sea for countless years, a Taoist heart has long been as hard as iron, but under this breath, it is like adobe rubble, vulnerable!

"What's the matter? No, it's impossible!" Soi Ying's face changed drastically, and the knife that was stuck in the air couldn't cut it anymore.

He had never thought that he was so weak, not only physically, but also mentally. He was just a magical power. Before the opponent had displayed it, he would disintegrate his martial intent, Taoism, and even strength.

With the beginning, Yang Qingxuan's blank face dissolves like ice and snow, becoming cold and vast, giving people a feeling that it is difficult to look up. The turbid eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light like stars, like the Milky Way universe, deep and bottomless.

"Hey!" The shadow trembled all over, and under the stare of those eyes, he fell from the world to **** in an instant, with endless chill and fear from all directions, and his heart continued to fall into the abyss, as if forever. .

He trembled all over, and the overlord who crossed the Black Sea was so scared at the moment that there was endless fear and tears in his eyes.

"Oh, what kind of scum would dare to shoot at me?" Yang Qingxuan's mouth raised a sneer, and that clear face seemed to have changed a lot.

Whether it is the facial features or the facial expressions, the most important thing is the eyes that look like the world, and the aura of the palms of the world, just like the master of the world, it is exactly the same as the black man in the picture!

"No, don't! Misunderstanding!"

The black shadow cried and screamed with all his might, and the maddened one turned into escape.

"Oh, misunderstanding? You are a scum, what else can you misunderstand with me? Too high." Yang Qingxuan smiled contemptuously, pushing the dragon fist in his hand, exactly the same as the man in black in the screen, as if Overlapped together.

"Boom!"

The breath of the dragon is like a violent river and sea, and a breath of death diffuses silently, making the whole world quiet.

A cyan fist light, like a shooting star across the sky, disappeared into the sky.

And the shadow has disappeared, as if it had never existed before.

A huge dragon-shaped crack broke out in the earth, leading straight to the distance, with no end in sight.

Between heaven and earth, there is a dead silence.

Everyone was stunned, and Petrochemical was on the spot. From the black shadow's sneak attack to the ashes, it was just a blink of an eye, no one reacted.

"Bang! Bang!—"

The seven stone pillars of the Star Dou Great Array burst into pieces one after another, and directly turned into powder, dissipating in the air.

The entire array has been completely broken.

But there was still no sound. Hundreds of pairs of eyes fell on Yang Qingxuan, all sluggish.

Yang Qingxuan's deep as Yu-yu eyes passed away with a smile, his eyes and face, in a daze, slowly became sluggish, and then returned to the previous dazedness, staring around in a daze, "This..."

He saw the dragon-shaped cracks on the ground and the fists he pushed out, suddenly like a heavy blow, his mind instantly regained his clarity, and he recovered from the state of absent-mindedness!

"What exactly is going on?!"

A large amount of cold sweat burst out on Yang Qingxuan's forehead, and he swept down. The punch just now was indeed made by him in memory, but it was indeed not made by him!

"Is...who? Who controlled my body just now?" Yang Qingxuan's face was instantly pale, recalling the scene seen in the Four Holy Spirit Picture, and he couldn't help but wet his whole body with cold sweat.

"It's the man in black...who is the man in black?"

"Guru!"

He swallowed hard, two lines of cold sweat shed like water, "Could it be that the man in black...is..."

There is a vague guess in my heart, but I dare not think about it.

The past few fragments were played back in his mind at this moment, as if a string of pearls were scattered. He picked up a few of them, and wanted to piece together the complete cause and effect, but it was far from it.

"What about the white-clothed man? Who is the white-clothed person?..." His face became more ugly, and he seemed to have guesses again, but he didn't dare to think further.

"Guru!"

Yang Qingxuan swallowed again, looked around, and found that the audience was dead silent, looking at him in sluggishness and horror. And he still maintained the posture of punching, his whole body stiff and unable to move.

He shook his lower arm vigorously, then retracted his fist.

And looked in the direction of the dragon-shaped crack, frowned slightly, and muttered to himself: "The dark shadow just now is Ye Wusha. How did he get in?"

With a thought, he couldn't help but look up into the sky, and immediately saw a face full of shock and fear, it was Zhuang Quan.

"Hey!" Zhuang Quan hurriedly took a cold breath, closed the mouth that was as big as a watermelon, his face full of fear, flashed in the air, and fled thousands of feet away, afraid to stay within Yang Qingxuan's sight .

"Huh? He actually came too." Yang Qingxuan muttered, retracted his gaze, and looked around.

"Wow!" Where his gaze swept across, many warriors rushed back and no one dared to meet his gaze directly.

Only the strong like Lu Buran and Liu Yihuai were slightly better, but they also had great psychological pressure. Seeing Yang Qingxuan's eyes, they all smiled forcefully to show friendship, but their hands were covered with cold sweat.

No one knows how strong Yang Qingxuan's punch was just now, because when the punches were together, everyone was suppressed and suppressed by the powerful martial intent. Some even thought in their hearts that it was really martial. Mean? The legendary Taoism is nothing but that.

"Does he understand the meaning of Dao? No, it is absolutely impossible!" Lei Jun's face was extremely ugly, and he shook his head repeatedly, thinking in his heart: "If you understand the meaning of Dao, you can directly engrave the avenue lines, and come to find any false dao lines. But what happened to Wu Yi just now?"

Not only did he doubt Yang Qingxuan, but also the figure of Zhuang Quan in the distance. He was clearly killed by himself, so how could he still be here? Is it twins? There were no answers to the series of questions in his mind, which made him a little mad.

The disciples of Ferryman were surprised and delighted, and everyone's eyes flashed with excitement. Only Yuan Kui's face was pale as paper, standing there in a daze, his eyes full of panic.

"Yang Qingxuan... you... just now..." Wu Ying realized that there was danger, and rushed out after shouting. At this moment, he was only three feet away from Yang Qingxuan, but it seemed to be separated by the end of the world. The boy in front of him seemed to have become unfamiliar. People are full of awe.

"This kind of feeling is sacred and vast, and it is extremely awe-inspiring, but it is yearning." Wu Ying was a little dazed in a daze. She felt the most clear about the changes in Yang Qingxuan's body just now.