Immemorial Paragon

When Mo Qingyun chased the seven green cymbals, several figures appeared in front of him and chased them towards the seven green cymbals.

The breath of these figures is very strong, each of them is not weaker than the seven green cymbals, which are comparable to the nine-day Xuanxian six-strength strongman.

"These people are so strong!"

Feeling the momentum of these people, Mo Qingyun's heart was startled, and his expression suddenly condensed.

With the powerful strength of these people, Mo Qingyun wanted to scramble for the blood of the seven green cymbals from their hands. It was not an easy task.

"Depending on the strength of these people, it is not difficult to jointly kill the seven young cymbals.

Looking at the people in front of him, Mo Qingyun's mind thought that they were wrong.

When Mo Qingyun guessed the intentions of these people, he also knew the origin of the people, and Shen said, "Unless accidental, these people should be the people of the Dark Demon Clan, and they went to hunt and kill the seven young men It must be the blood of the seven barleys, which is the source of their blood. "

Although he knew the identities of the people in front, Mo Qingyun did not give up the pursuit and continued to follow them.

Jo Mo chased the miles, those people found Mo Qingyun, and one of them stopped.

The man stopped and stopped in front of Mo Qingyun, blocking Qingyun's way.

Seeing that his way was blocked, Mo Qingyun also stopped and stood in the air to confront the man.

He knew very well that without solving this guy in front of him, he could not continue to pursue.

"A kid in the period of strong souls, dare to hit our attention, I think you are tired."

The man looked at Mo Qingyun, with a gloomy smile on his face, looking at his prey.

Presumably in his opinion, killing a moth such as Mo Qingyun is not a matter of moving his fingers.

"The nine-day Xuanxian has five peaks. Although it is difficult to deal with, it can be challenged."

Looking at the guy in front of his eyes, Mo Qingyun's mouth slightly tilted, and his body exuded a sense of war.

So far, he hasn't really had a confrontation with the people of Jiutian Xuanxian Wujing.

The person in front of him is not too strong. If he fights with him, he may be able to test his strength.

Feeling the intent of Mo Qingyun's body, this person could not help expressing surprise, and said in a stunned way: "Boy, you have released the intent of war, do you want to resist?"

Faced with this person's inquiry, Mo Qingyun shook his head and did not give him an answer.

Seeing Mo Qingyun shaking his head, the man's face improved for a moment, and immediately laughed at Mo Qingyun: "Boy, you still have a little self-knowledge, knowing that resistance is useless."

"No, you understand me wrong. I shake my head to fight with you."

Mo Qingyun shook his head again with a playful smile, and briefly explained his thoughts.

Upon hearing Mo Qingyun's answer, the man was immediately furious, and yelled, "What a arrogant boy, Chu Qiong, I have to see, what are you going to fight with me?"

Meteorite Tomahawk!

Chu Qiong sighed angrily, took out a huge stone axe, and chopped down towards Mo Qingyun's head.

With the shaking of Chu Qiong, the stone axe immediately gathered a large amount of fairy spirit power and turned it into a huge fairy spirit axe.

The immortal giant axe converged and formed. It straddled the sky and chopped down towards Mo Qingyun.

Bang Bang Bang ...

Under the bombardment of the immortal powerful axe, the void was immediately cut out of a gully, and a vacuum zone appeared.

At first glance, it seemed as if the whole world had been split with his axe.

Looking at the giant axe from the empty space, Mo Qingyun was not afraid, and raised his hand and waved forward.

Holy magic broken star fist!

The waves-like Xuanqing spiritual power, carrying a monstrous magic power, quickly gathered in Mo Qingyun's foreign exchange.

In an instant, this Xuanqing spiritual power turned into a ghost image, and Mo Qingyun was enveloped in it.

The formation of the devil's phantom was a roar of Yangtian, and a fist blasted at the giant axe.

The hill-shaped black fist shadow blasted out from the demon ghost's fist, and collided with the immortal giant axe.

boom!

A loud noise came out, and instantly rang through the heavens and the earth, shaking the birds and beasts around.

Under the impact of the black fist shadow, the immortal giant axe was blocked, stalemate in the air, unable to enter.

Kakaka ...

The immortal giant axe was blocked, and cracks appeared on it, slowly falling into the air.

After a while, this thousands of kilometers of immortal magic axe, turned into pure immortal magic.

"Stop ... stopped?"

Seeing that his blow was resolved, Chu Qiong's expression was startled, and he could not help but open his mouth wide.

He couldn't believe that the ants in the period of strong souls could arbitrarily resolve his blow.

When Chu Qiong was surprised, his black fist shadow cut through the sky like a meteor and came towards him with a strong crush.

Seeing that the black boxing shadows came, Chu Qiong's expression suddenly panicked, and she hurried back.

Furious Tornado!

When Chu Qiong receded, his hands waved fast, chopping out a storm of fairy power.

These immortal storms exploded, and they came together and turned into a tornado.

Bang bang ...

The tornado engulfed the black fist shadow, and it was slamming insanely, making a loud noise.

Under the impact of the black fist shadow and the tornado, they began to consume each other, and eventually annihilated in the heavens and the earth.

"What a powerful attack!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's prestige, Chu Qiong was shocked again, and looked at Mo Qingyun's eyes changed.

At this moment, he finally put away his contempt, and dared not underestimate Mo Qingyun.

Although the boy in front of him is not high, his strength is strangely powerful, but he is afraid to see him.

"Only in the realm of the strong soul period, but with such powerful strength, his bloodline talent must not be simple."

Chu Qiong put away the contempt, he began to face Mo Qingyun, inferred Mo Qingyun's identity, and said: "If I guessed well, his bloodline talent may reach the ancient level. Among the demon spirit family, bloodline talent Those who have reached the ancient level seem to have only one kid named Mo Qingyun. "

If Chu Qiong's inferences were heard by Mo Qingyun, Mo Qingyun would be shocked.

This guy seems rude, and he can't think that his mind is so delicate, and he can be regarded as a character.

"Boy, if I guessed well, Mo Qingyun was the first day of the Tianhun Demon, should it be you?"

Chu Qiong guessed Mo Qingyun's identity, he just sneered, and said, "Compared to this, your blood is more precious than the seven green cymbals. If I can capture you back, I will make a great contribution this time. It seems that I have really good luck with Chu Qiong. "

"I don't think so!"

Mo Qingyun shook his head again, looking at Chu Qiong with a miserable look, and laughed: "Your dark demons have hurt Linglong. I'm thinking about how to get revenge on you. Since I met you today, then revenge will be Start today. "

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