Venerable Yuan

In the mist-shrouded sky, Yanxu looked at the chessboard with a smile, where five light spots were gradually dimming and dissipating.

Those four chess pieces represent the four leaders of Qingyang.

"Cang Xuantian's legal domain is somewhat bloody." Yan Xu sighed, then looked up at Zhou Yuan in front of him and said with a smile: "Although it has no effect."

Zhou Yuan's eyes were also fixed on the four dim chess pieces. His face was expressionless, but the constantly shattering space around him revealed the fluctuations in his heart at this time.

He naturally felt the vitality and source energy fluctuations that Master Qingyang had dispersed from them.

Zhou Yuan was quite impressed by Headmaster Qingyang. This Headmaster was the eldest disciple of Patriarch Cangxuan and had a steady personality. Compared with Patriarch Cangxuan’s dazzling light, Headmaster Qingyang really wanted to appear... It was much bleaker, but no one could deny his achievements. At that time, the Cangxuan ancestor suddenly fell, and the Cangxuan Sect was troubled internally and externally. However, the headmaster Qingyang was ordered to be in danger and became the new leader of the Cangxuan Sect.

Although Cangxuan Sect could no longer dominate Cangxuan as before due to the loss of its biggest supporter, Cangxuan Ancestor, but with the efforts of Headmaster Qingyang, the situation was finally stabilized, allowing Cangxuan Sect to still rank among Among the top sects in Cang Xuantian.

During the years when Zhou Yuan entered Cangxuan Sect, his impression of this headmaster was that he was calm, gentle, and sharp.

In the past, the feud between Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang had not been completely settled. At that time, the Holy Palace put pressure on Cangxuan Sect, trying to get the latter to hand him over, but in the end, it always seemed calm, while the gentle Headmaster Qingyang flatly refused. , in the end, the younger generation of Cangxuan Sect all came out to protect him, and this was naturally driven by the headmaster.

Later, when Zhou Yuan returned to Cangxuan Queen, Headmaster Qingyang also had a lot of support for him, and he also understood Zhou Yuan's identity as God, and did not force Zhou Yuan to treat Cangxuan because of their previous friendship. The sky has too much care.

Therefore, Zhou Yuanlai always had some respect for this old head coach.

However, today, Headmaster Qingyang fell under his eyes.

Although he had seen too many life and death scenes during this period, and even Zhou Yuan had long been prepared for some familiar people to die in battle, he still felt an uncomfortable emotion when this scene appeared.

However, now that the war is still going on, that kind of emotion cannot be revealed, and in the end it can only be suppressed.

Zhou Yuan raised his head, looking at the smiling Yan beard expressionlessly, and said in a gentle voice without any fluctuations, "I will let you be buried with them."

Yanxu laughed and said: "It seems that Lord Zhou Yuan is still a little unclear about the situation."

"The trend is now with me. As your Cang Xuantian troops are pushed aside, my advantage will become greater and greater. In the end, no matter what means you have, I will be enough to destroy you."

He pointed his finger at a place on the chessboard and said: "These people seem to have a close relationship with you? Next, they will also die. Lord Zhou Yuan must enjoy this good show."

As his finger pointed, he could see light and shadow emerging from the chessboard there. It was the huge red python that opened its mouth like an abyss. Under the shadow, there were Chu Qing, Li Chunjun, Zuoqiu Qingyu and others, full of murderous aura. face.

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"Why don't you retreat first?" Darkness enveloped them, and a fishy wind swept across them. Chu Qing tilted her head slightly, looked at Li Qingchan, Zuoqiu Qingyu and the others and said.

"If there is anything to retreat from, can we still retreat to Cang Xuantian?" Zuoqiu Qingyu shook his head, his usually charming little face was now filled with an icy look.

"The masters set an example and taught us how to deal with saints... I also want to see how many rounds of the burning of the realm can a new saint who has no idea how wet he is be able to withstand?" Li Qingchan He said calmly.

The others also had cold eyes and determination on their faces.

Li Chunjun said slowly: "I won't stop you from fighting for your life, but can you give me a chance to try the power of the saint first?"

"I suppose, use the Saint...to sharpen your sword."

His voice was full of desire and fighting spirit.

"You stinking blind man, it's just a matter of robbing meat and wine. Now you're trying to rob him even to death." Luluo wiped away the tears on her face and sobbed.

A rare smile appeared on Li Chunjun's dull face. He stretched out his palm and rubbed Lu Luo's head. Without saying anything, he took two steps across the crowd with his sword in hand.

"Give me half of this opportunity."

But at this time, Chu Qing's voice also came, and he was seen taking steps to follow, and then stood side by side with Li Chunjun, looking at the boundless darkness that was sweeping in with terrifying power.

Li Chunjun did not refuse, but just said: "If it fails, you and I will have to die first to respect it."

Chu Qing touched his bare head and said with a smile: "I was thinking, if he died so soon, wouldn't he burst into tears when he met the old man?"

While the two of them were talking, boundless darkness enveloped the mighty power of the saint and descended directly.

At that moment, Chu Qing and Li Chunjun, who were at the front, seemed to feel that the whole world had stagnated. The terrifying pressure made it difficult for the legal realms in their bodies to open at this time.

The thick aura of death hit their faces, and only then did they realize that they were actually so close to death.

However, the breath of death did not make the two of them feel the slightest fear. Instead, boundless fighting spirit burst out in their hearts.

The rusty iron sword in Li Chunjun's hand began to tremble violently at this time, and the sound of the sword resounded one after another. Then, the rust spots on the sword were falling off quickly, and there was a heart-stopping sharpness. Swept out.

On the side of Chu Qing, the long hair like needles did not grow back on his bald head. Instead, it surprisingly became brighter and brighter, like a star in the dark, releasing a stubborn light.

He curled his fingers together and held a short shuttle between his fingertips. The shuttle was ordinary, but Chu Qing understood that at this moment, all the strength of his life was poured into it.

In the darkness, the mighty power of the saint, as vast as a natural disaster, roared in.

Li Chunjun and Chu Qing took a step at the same time, and then they detonated their own magic areas without hesitation.

At this moment, their power reached an unprecedented peak.

Their physical bodies even began to crack at this time, and cracks spread across their bones. They could not withstand the force of the rampage, but they did not care. Instead, they felt a sense of contentment that they had never experienced before.

Li Chunjun faced the darkness, took another step, and the long sword in his hand burst out with majestic sword light. Immediately, he raised his palm, and the long sword wrapped in the sword light and pierced the darkness.

"I have a sword that can cut down the stars and the moon."

The sword light, sharp enough to pierce the starry sky, suddenly shot out.

Chu Qing's eyes widened. He felt that he seemed to be weaker than Li Chunjun in terms of momentum because he had not prepared a slogan before.

So after hesitating for a moment, he shouted furiously: "I have a shuttle to blow your head off!"

Buzz!

After shouting violently, the short shuttle in his hand shot through the air. On the short shuttle, there was boundless green light spreading. The green light passed by, and the boundless darkness was melted away.

This sword.

This shuttle.

The power contained in it was so strong that it exceeded the limit of the legal domain. With one sword and one shuttle, it pierced the air, and Chu Qing and Li Chunjun also clearly felt that their lives had entered the final countdown.

However, there was still no fear on their faces, instead there were smiles of relief.

Because if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

The darkness in front was suddenly torn apart at this moment, and immediately afterwards, the extremely shrill sound of a snake hissing resounded.

Zuoqiu Qingyu, Li Qingchan and the others in the rear looked at this scene in shock. Then, they saw the bodies of Chu Qing and Li Chunjun facing the rear, slowly falling towards the sky.