Heavenly God Mnemonic

Da Sheng walked to Yang Qingxuan savagely, his icy eyes rolled, and first fell on Bai Xia.

"Hey!" Bai Xia was startled and trembled in fear: "Don't, don't kill me, I'm not in the same group with them."

"roll!"

Dasheng yelled angrily. He didn't even bother to kill such a soft guy, and felt a trace of disgust in his heart.

"Okay, okay, I'll get out, I'll get out now..." Bai Xia was actually ecstatic, feeling relieved, turned and left.

"It made you roll! Who let you go?" Da Sheng's figure swayed, and he kicked him, hitting Bai Xia's chest, only to hear the sound of "click", and his rib was broken.

"Ah! Poof!—"

Bai Xia screamed, and a mouthful of blood soared seven feet high, flying out like a kite. I only felt a sharp pain in my chest, and my internal organs were broken.

He was shocked a hundred feet away and fell to the ground, but he stood up instantly and hurriedly fled away.

There was even intermittent laughter, "Ha, ha, cough, cough...", apparently very happy because he had recovered his life.

"Pooh!"

Dasheng spit, then turned around, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, staring at Yang Qingxuan who was lying on the ground with cold eyes, his face gradually distorted, and said coldly, "All of my things have been destroyed since this time. In the event, it is all thanks to you! And you are still lying on the ground comfortably, damn, damn! Even if I kill you, I will never let you die comfortably, knowing nothing, I I want you to wake up, then be cramped by me a little bit, and enjoy the pain of purgatory on earth!"

Dasheng was angry to the extreme, raised his hand, fingers like a hook, and grabbed Yang Qingxuan's head!

"No!--"

Zi Yuan was so anxious that she couldn't help crying.

Hua Jieyu and others also looked miserable, struggling desperately, trying to stand up, but to no avail, unable to do anything, they could only watch Yang Qingxuan being torn.

"Hey!"

Dasheng screamed suddenly, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and then retreated suddenly.

I saw Yang Qingxuan, who was lying down, stood up somehow, standing there like a tree stump, but closed his eyes tightly.

"Pretend to be a fool!"

Dasheng was frightened and angry. He was even more ashamed and angry when he was suddenly taken aback. He immediately roared: "These men of yours have all run out of oil and their lamps have dried up. When they die there, what more storms can you bring out! go to hell!"

He stretched out his hand to grab the emptiness, and the space trembled violently. Within a few miles, he was pinned by the mountains, and countless fire dragons swirled in front of him.

Dasheng's eyes were staring at Yang Qingxuan, full of resentment, and his heart kept calculating how to torture him.

Suddenly, Yang Qingxuan's eyes opened lightly, and two purple rays shot out from the eyes, bringing the entire world scene into view.

But he turned a blind eye to the Dasheng in front of him, and just said leisurely: "I have printed all my life's magical powers into Ziyan. You can digest it slowly, but the next magical power is the master of Ziyan Void. Thing handed down from generation to generation. I teach it to you now, and you are optimistic, only this time."

Yang Qingxuan raised his hand, and a purple fire jumped between his palms.

In an instant, his entire body was shrouded in a layer of purple light, and the glamour of the world in his eyes was also shrouded in purple light, and the truth was not clear.

Dasheng's heart suddenly stagnated, and an inexplicable pressure came from the purple fire, giving him the meaning of death that was difficult to contend, as if he was not facing a person, but a vast ocean, a **** fire. Or a **** of war!

"Do not!--"

Da Sheng yelled in horror. The sudden fear destroyed his martial arts will in an instant, and he turned and fled. The Ziyue Dragon Fire Art, which runs to the extreme, instantly transforms into a escape technique, which will bring out all its life potentials and flee without life!

Yang Qingxuan's complexion was still there, he completely regarded the person in front of him as an ant, and he didn't even see anyone in front of him.

The hands that condensed Zi Huo suddenly turned and turned away in front of him, whispering softly: "Endless catastrophe!"

"Boom!"

Everyone only felt that the space was shaken, like the universe was broken and the mountains and rivers turned upside down. Then the monster purple inflammation melted away from Yang Qingxuan's hands, diverging from the world.

A majestic and sacred dragon chant, born from the purple fire, went straight into the nine days.

Hua Jieyu and the others opened their mouths at once, this sudden change made them feel a little overwhelmed. But he quickly recovered and was shocked by this terrible scene of destruction.

Between the shining purple flames of heaven and earth, a huge purple flame dragon suddenly appeared, shuttled through the void, swallowing the sky and the earth.

The Dasheng in the distance trembled all over, before he touched the purple dragon, he couldn't even scream out, he turned into dust and never existed.

"boom!--"

As soon as the purple flame dragon was born, it swirled in the air, seeming to lose control, and fell straight to the ground.

Afterwards, a terrible explosion spread, and a purple fire rushed into the sky, angrily blazing the universe.

"Boom!" A huge shock came from heaven and earth, and the scene of the doomsday continued to spread.

Where did Hua Jieyu and others have seen such a terrible scene? All were dumbfounded.

"Oh! My mission... is over..."

Within the doomsday, a lonely sigh was heard, and then dissipated in the world.

On the originally destroyed sky, a huge meteor suddenly appeared, dragging a long tail across the sky. It seemed to show its existence to the world, and then fell into that distant and unknowable world.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes shining with purple light gradually faded and returned to the original.

He was stunned, and he was shocked by the purple world in front of him. He was immediately frightened by the purple world in front of him, and said in amazement: "No! Run!" He waved his hand hurriedly, played a large number of thunder symbols, and turned into a small Wan Lei magneto-disc, and said anxiously: "Quickly! come!"

Hua Jieyu and the others recovered in an instant, the vision caused by the purple inflammation, a wave of heat rushed over, and the temperature of the entire space was rising at a terrible speed.

Yang Qingxuan sacrificed a small Wanlei magneto-optical disk, sucked everyone in, and quickly pinched the tactics and walked away.

I saw the whole land and sky, all turned into purple, just like the name of the trick, like having experienced "endless catastrophe."

Yang Qingxuan's face was full of horror, and he kept recalling the previous events, only feeling a mess in his mind.

After flying for a while, he suddenly frowned, staring at a fleeing figure ahead, and said in surprise: "Isn't this... Brother Bai Xia?"

Ziyuan said fiercely: "This person is greedy for life and fear of death, leave him alone."

Bai Xia was chased by the purple heat wave, and the surface of her skin had begun to carbonize. When Xiao Wanlei's magneto-optical disk flashed, he passed over him and went ahead.

Bai Xia was taken aback, looked at the magneto-optical disk, and suddenly waved and shouted: "Help me, help me quickly! Puff!--"

He was originally injured by Dasheng, and he ran with a sigh of relief. Before he could go far, he was hit by the heat wave of Zi Yan, and his body's true essence was disordered. At this moment, he shouted hysterically, and finally caused internal injuries, spurted a mouthful of blood, and fell.

(End of this chapter)