The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

? The place of origin, for Yan Qingyi, there is no way out, but after Tang Zheng enlightened, he knew the place of origin like the palm of his hand, without the guidance of Wu Junshan and Lan Yu, he led everyone to leave smoothly.

When he had just stepped out of the boundary of the place of origin, his heart skipped a beat, and he stopped subconsciously.

The others looked at him blankly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Heavenly Dao has moved."

As soon as the words fell, he was like an old monk in meditation, he stopped talking, and his mind completely sank into the heaven.

The others saw the clue, they all kept silent, and looked at Tang Zheng worriedly and curiously.

In the heavenly realm, Yan Qingyi's eyes were shining brightly, staring at the nine heavens, he roared: "Tang Zheng, you want to trap my Heavenly Dao, just dream!"

The majestic momentum is overwhelming, even worse than before, and it is completely a different person.

"This"

Tang Zheng's heart shuddered, and he understood what was going on.

In the place of origin, the way of heaven is suppressed by the tunnel, so there is no way to fully explode its strength. Once Tang Zheng leaves the place of origin, this suppression will disappear in smoke.

The way of heaven broke out completely, stirring up the wind and clouds in the heavenly realm to change color.

A black cloud appeared above Yan Qingyi's head, Yan Qingyi grabbed it with his big hand, and the black cloud turned into a long knife, cutting towards the nine heavens.

Click!

The sky seemed to be divided into two, and there was a loud noise like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

"Heaven, this is the heaven, how can you make mistakes." Tang Zheng roared, a gust of wind fell from the sky, and landed on top of Yan Qingyi's head.

The long knife was twisted to pieces.

It was as if Yan Qingyi's feet had taken root, and despite the strong wind blowing, his body remained motionless.

Yan Qingyi raised his eyelids, looked at the sky with contempt, and said, "Tang Zheng, you left the place of origin and still want to suppress me, dreaming!"

Whoosh!

Sudden,

Yan Qingyi left the ground and rushed towards Jiutian, like a cannonball, bringing up a gust of wind, as if it wanted to tear the sky apart.

call!

A gust of wind condensed on the nine heavens, turning into a big golden palm, and slapped down fiercely, facing Yan Qingyi.

The golden palm fell rapidly, and became bigger as it went down. When it got close to Yan Qingyi, it almost occupied half of the sky. No matter how Yan Qingyi dodged, there was no way to escape the golden palm's attack range.

Yan Qingyi's eyes widened in despair, staring at the golden palm that was close at hand.

boom!

With a loud noise, Yan Qingyi was knocked down from mid-air and hit the ground fiercely. Then, the golden palm hit Yan Qingyi's body, and the ground was immediately filled with smoke and dust.

Everything was silent, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, everything disappeared, as if it had never happened, only the golden palm on the ground and the sunken ground showed everything just now.

"Are you satisfied now?" Tang Zheng's voice sounded in the sky.

He knew very well that this blow couldn't completely kill Yan Qingyi or Tiandao, but it definitely didn't feel good either.

"Tang Zheng, do you want to kill me with this ability?" Yan Qingyi's voice was squeezed out from under the golden palm, suddenly, the golden palm vibrated violently, and was pushed up by a huge force.

Tang Zheng's heart was awe-inspiring, and he understood that this was the power of the Heavenly Dao. Since the authentic Dao and the Heavenly Dao were opposites, it was even more necessary to use the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

With a thought in his mind, a burst of Sanskrit sounds descended from the sky, turning into golden Sanskrit characters and falling on the golden palm.

Immediately, the shaking of the golden palm became weaker, and it actually pressed down a little bit.

"You have comprehended the tunnel." Yan Qingyi yelled, obviously very shocked, "Sure enough, as I expected, the tunnel secretly chose you a long time ago."

Tang Zheng sneered, and asked: "Facing the tunnel, are you sure of victory? Can you still speak boldly?"

Yan Qingyi didn't have a chance to refute, because the Golden Palm had been completely wrapped in Sanskrit, and it was shining brightly, as if it had undergone a major transformation.

boom!

After a loud noise, the golden palm slammed on the ground again, and there was no more Yan Qingyi's voice.

Time passed by, Tang Zheng was not sure about Yan Qingyi's life or death, the golden palm slowly rose, and Yan Qingyi was lying dead on the ground in the fingerprints printed on the ground.

"She's not dead!"

Tang Zheng was amazed at the tenacity of the opponent's vitality.

Yan Qingyi's eyes gradually opened, and from these eyes, Tang Zheng saw another mystery, it seemed that Yan Qingyi was different from before.

"Tang Zheng, let me go!" Yan Qingyi was furious, pointing at the sky and yelling, his tone was completely different from before.

"Yan Qingyi, is that you?"

Tang Zheng explained the mystery in one sentence.

"Of course it's me!" Yan Qingyi yelled, "Hurry up and let me leave this damn place, otherwise, I will never let you go."

It really is you!

Tang Zheng had an idea, and said: "Yan Qingyi, aren't you good at prophecy? Besides, you have obtained the True Inheritance of the Dao of Heaven, so the power of prophecy should be even greater. You can predict when you will be able to leave?"

Yan Qingyi was slightly taken aback, and his face became unnatural. The prophecy cannot be predicted at any time, it must depend on chance.

"Hmph, I don't need prophecy, and I can know that I will leave this ghost place soon. You are against the way of heaven, and you are going to be unlucky." Yan Qingyi said loudly and aggressively.

Tang Zheng laughed meaningfully, and said, "I don't think you dare to use divination."

"I..." Yan Qingyi was about to refute, but suddenly he was stunned, his eyes became mysterious, and an inscrutable smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Zheng asked curiously as he saw the strange scene.

In a moment, Yan Qingyi was like waking up from a dream. Shen said mysteriously: "Your heaven can't trap me, I already know when I will leave."

Tang Zheng's heart was awe-inspiring, and he asked, "Did you predict it?"

Yan Qingyi laughed triumphantly: "How could I tell you? All in all, you don't want to use this mere heaven to trap me."

Where Tang Zheng still doesn't understand, I'm afraid Yan Qingyi has predicted the future, what will the future be like?

Tang Zheng's heart became extremely curious as if being scratched by a cat.

But Yan Qingyi kept his mouth shut, and there was nothing he could do.

"This is heaven, you can't help it if you don't want to say it." Tang Zheng shouted abruptly, Yan Qingyi was trapped by an invisible force, and she flew lightly towards the nine heavens.

However, Yan Qingyi closed his eyes. She actually fell into a deep sleep, no matter how Tang Zheng called, she didn't respond at all.

Tang Zheng stopped and looked at her blankly, where did Heaven go, did it leave her, or even leave the heaven?

There is no answer to all of this, maybe after Yan Qingyi wakes up in the future, all the answers will gradually be revealed.

Tiandao was about to make a move, as if he wanted to counterattack, but was suppressed by Tang Zheng in the end, and in this way, the heavenly realm calmed down.

Tang Zheng's spiritual consciousness withdrew from the heavenly realm, and the eyes of the others lit up, asking questions one after another.