Immemorial Paragon

After a while, everyone left the hall and Ling stood in the air.

Looking at Mo Qingyun not far away, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying, "Mo Qingyun, your followers and ghosts are all entangled. I'd like to take a look at what you take to fight me . "

Looking at the two Mo Qingyun confronting each other in the air, Xiangfu's pretty face was slightly happy, so he could not bear to persuade him: "Emperor Emperor Kong, Son Mo is also a guest. You will remember to be merciful when you wait for it. Be careful to hurt him, don't tell the elders of the Holy Land of the Royal Veins. "

Hearing Xiangfu's words, he smiled proudly and said, "Mo Qingyun, you're in luck. Princess Xiangfu has to intercede for you."

"Now I give you a chance. If you obediently confess your hoe, I will spare you this time."

"Otherwise, once I do, it's not a mistake."

The sing and harmonize of Xiang Fu and Emperor Fu made Mo Qingyun's heart scornful, and said, "You don't need to ask for it, you can't treat me like you."

"I've seen many people like you, stepping on others in order to please women, but they all made the same mistake, that is, they don't understand the situation of the other party at all."

"Just as I'm fine now, I'll play with you, by the way, look at the strength of the Emperor of the Xuanxuantian Holy Tribe."

Mo Qingyun's remarks were an abandonment of reconciliation, and he was determined to fight against Kong Kong.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's attitude, Xiangfu's cheeky face was a little shocked, and her instinct was disturbed.

During her brief contact with Mo Qingyun, she knew that Mo Qingyun was not a talker.

Since Mo Qingyun said so, he must have some reliance.

Now that Xuan Yuan and Mo Qingyun have fought, can they really be cheap?

When Xiangfu was worried, the women on the side of Xiangxi showed expectant expressions.

"Xian Fu thought it was innocent to be close to Mo Qingyun when he was next to an emperor."

"In my opinion, not only will Xiangfu suffer, but the Emperor Kongfu will also suffer."

"We haven't seen how Mo Qingyun captured Long Yun Huangling, but now he sees his cards."

...

After exchanging a few words with the women, Xiang Yan looked forward to the sky with anticipation.

In a few words, Mo Qingyun and Kong Ling both set off, fiercely fighting together.

Amethyst Thunder Dragon Overlord!

Amethyst Thunder Dragon Bloodline!

Too dark to create blood.

As soon as Mo Qingyun took the shot, he tried his best to urge physical strength and bloodline power to suppress the empty space.

Feeling the blood and physical strength of Mo Qingyun, the empty expression fluttered, and a shock came out in his eyes, saying: "Good and strong physique and blood veins. With my bloodlines and constitution of the Holy Xuantian Holy Tribe, all of them have There was a repression. "

"Bloodline and constitution are oppressed, and my strength can only reach 90%."

"However, even if I can only play 10% of my strength and pack up a great divine ant, this is more than enough."

Seal of God Xuankong.

The empty palm of the hand turned, and the violent divine power gathered wildly, turning into a huge palm shadow.

When the palm shadow exploded, nearly ten thousand powerful rules and thin lines quickly integrated into it.

"To deal with you, 30% strength is enough."

With empty palms blasting out, he spoke a haughty tone in a contempt tone.

Facing the onslaught of empty air, Mo Qingyun was not afraid, and calmly responded: "Before the results come out, overconfidence is not a good thing. Maybe you try your best and may not be my opponent."

Shenlei Hualongbo!

While Mo Qingyun was talking, there was no hesitation in his hands.

With his fists clenched, a thunderous force of madness gathered wildly, blooming a dazzling silver awn.

Soon, a huge Thunder Dragon blasted out of Mo Qingyun's fist.

The Thunder Dragon blasted out, and a series of thin lines of astonishing momentum quickly merged into it.

Carefully said, the number of thin lines incorporated into the rules of the Thunder Dragon is only about 5,000.

"There are only five thousand rules."

Seeing the number of thin lines that Mo Qingyun urged, he smiled emptyly and said, "It turns out that you only have this degree. It seems that you dare to fight against me, but rely on those ghosts and gods."

"Based on your cultivation in the later stage of the Great Divine Realm, only the five thousand rules of fineness are condensed, and your talent does not seem to be very good."

"You are valued by the elders who take the moon, do you rely on this face? If so, you are also a guy who depends on women."

At this moment, while moaning and mocking Mo Qingyun, the Thunder Dragon and the palm print collided.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

Then, the print of Mo Qingyun was blocked by the Thunder Dragon.

Blocking the palm print in midair, the Thunder Dragon waved the claws wildly and bombarded the palm print.

Kakaka ...

Under the bombardment of the Thunder Dragon, the palm print began to shatter at an extremely fast speed, seemingly unbearable.

Seeing such a scene, the expression of emptiness was drawn, and a strong shock appeared in his eyes, saying: "This ... how is this possible? You and my supernatural power are the same. Your power is not as strong as mine, and the rules of cohesion are fine. There aren't as many threads as I do, why can you defeat my magic? "

The situation at the moment was greatly unexpected, making him somewhat unacceptable.

Compared to the empty shock, Mo Qingyun was very indifferent, saying: "Although there are not as many thin lines as my rule, my thin lines are larger, longer, and thicker than yours. More powerful. "

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Kuangyin reacted and found the difference.

The volume of one rule line of Mo Qingyun is equivalent to the superposition of several rule lines.

When Kuantan thought of this, his face became dark and angered: "Even if your rules have thinner lines, but your rules have a limited number of thin lines, you still can't change the ending."

The solitude extinguishes the sky palm!

When the empty words fell, he shot again, condensing a stronger divine power.

At the same time, the number of fine lines of the law of urging this time has increased a lot.

After a while, a huge sky palm shadow rolled down towards Mo Qingyun.

"Thin lines of 20,000 rules!"

Looking at this empty shot, Mo Qingyun counted the number of thin lines of the rule of law, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little thicker, saying: "This level of attack can't beat me."

Although Mo Qingyun was fighting back, his movements were not hesitant.

Soon, a huge Thunder Dragon blasted out of Mo Qingyun's fist.

The Thunder Dragon blasted out, and all the huge lines of the law were quickly integrated into it.

"Eight ... Eight thousand!"

Seeing the thin lines of Mo Qingyun's condensed rules, the corners of his empty eyes trembled, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Recalling Mo Qingyun's performance just now, he guessed that Mo Qingyun might have spared some power, but Mo Qingyun could not have hidden so much.

Immediately, his expression tightened and he felt a pressure.

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