Strongest Martial God: 791. Against Qingyin
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Among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, hundreds of mountains have collapsed, birds and beasts, mountain demon, all are trembling, although they are far apart, many of them are fleeing, as if avoiding the catastrophe of the end. If there are martial artists watching at this moment, you should be able to see that there are peerless masters in the depths of the extreme road confrontation, and if mortals see it, they might think that this is the king of gods traveling.
The battle between the two sides is very tragic. Every time they meet, blood is scattered high in the sky, but even so, the eyes of both sides are getting colder and colder. No one has the intention to stop, but to forget. Die, keep fighting.
The blood cauldron is faint, and the blood drops down, and he merges with Qiu Taiyi. As the blood light spreads, he becomes more and more dangerous, and every blow is like tearing the world apart.
"Boom, boom—"
The two sides collided fiercely, and every time they banged, blood would spurt from the corners of each other's mouth, and then they would fly upside down.
During this fierce fight, Ye Zhong still maintained a kind of calmness. He urged the immortal golden body, and the ring of gods enveloped him, but he was constantly trying to figure out the profound meaning of the immortal golden body, and wanted to Take a step at this critical moment and make yourself immortal.
It's just that, how difficult is this? But just because of this kind of heart, Ye Zhong at this moment is like a young god, with a heroic appearance, and every blow is golden, as if he is creating the world.
Every offensive fell on the blood cauldron, causing the blood cauldron to tremble. However, this blood cauldron carries Qiu Taiyi's Tao and Dharma at this moment, which can evolve a sea of blood, biochemically kill, and every offensive is indelible and perfect.
The two sides fought from the morning to the 10th of the sunset, during which time each other recovered. This is also how both of them have mastered a similar method. They can live from nine deaths and recover at a critical moment. If they are replaced by another person, how many people can survive this time?
At this moment under the big sunset, the two sides finally distinguished themselves, Ye Zhong's immortal golden body retreated, and his fighting strength was gathered in his hands, and he shot out sharply.
"Puff--"
Qiu Taiyi squirted a mouthful of blood, and the disheveled was blown away by Ye Zhong, and his body was almost to pieces.
"Boom——"
He hit a mountain peak, leaving a humanoid mark, covered in blood, but soon he stood up again. It's just that this time his figure is a bit staggering, far less chic than before.
"Qiu Taiyi, you can't do it anymore. You continue to urge the origin to restore your physical body. At this moment, you are the end of the crossbow, or I will send you on the road?" Ye weighed his hands and stood upright in the sky, he looked down at Qiu Taiyi below , Said coldly.
"Today’s battle, I really hurt my vitality. Although Yin-Yang Dao can survive nine deaths, it consumes too much of its origin. I need a period of cultivation to recover. However, even so, you want to stay today. It's impossible to get me down." Qiu Taiyi smiled indifferently, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, but he did not fear or retreat. Obviously he was still confident at this moment to be able to be born under Ye Zhong.
"At this point, are you still not confessing your fate?" Ye Zhong looked indifferent, and said, "Unless you bring out a sage soldier at this moment, no one can save you!"
The voice fell, Ye Zhong flicked his fingers, and the Haotian Tower from the high altitude flew back in an instant. With his movements, it burst out like lightning, and every blow could shatter the world.
"Puff——" Qiu Taiyi took out several artifacts one after another, trying to block Ye Zhong's killer blow, but he couldn't stop each time. He was vomiting blood and couldn't hold it.
"Ho **** ho, you can't, you can't kill me. There are too many mortals in this world. Next time I will slaughter hundreds of cities, and I will do everything in refining. Then I will see how you can resist?" Qiu Taiyi grinned, his mouth was full It is blood, it looks very sad.
"If I let you go, I would harm the world, so you will die today." Ye Zhong was indifferent.
"You who kill the world, what face do you have to say that I harm the world? After all, you and I are the same, and sooner or later you will become the public enemy of the world." Qiu Taiyi sneered.
"I'm different from you." Ye Zhong responded indifferently, stepping forward.
"Puff--"
This time, in front of Ye Zhong's momentum, Qiu Taiyi finally couldn't help opening his mouth and spraying blood. He suddenly raised his head and sneered, looking crazy.
In the distance, a peerless beauty appeared, Shengxue in white, like an immortal. She watched this scene, her expression moved slightly.
"Miss Qingyin, kill him! Now he is at the end of the battle, there is no better chance than this!" Qiu Taiyi suddenly spoke, his expression cold, full of ambition.
Ye Zhong frowned, then he turned around and quietly looked at Qing Yin that suddenly appeared. The two sides are also from the Western Famine, and there are still some friendships, grievances are hard to argue. But if the other party showed a bit of killing intent, he would never show mercy.
Qing Yin is dressed in a white dress, from far to near, like a fairy under the moon, her eyes are clear, she volleys in the sky, with a kind of peerless taste, just one glance, it is a faint heart.
However, Ye Zhong didn't take the initiative to say anything, he just watched calmly, and it was all between the opponent's thoughts.
Qing Yin frowned slightly and came to the front, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she stared at the front, making the scene more subtle.
Qiu Taiyi sneered constantly, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, but his expression became more calm and calm. Obviously in his opinion, Ye Zhong is also the end of the force at this moment, and he will definitely die.
"Miss Qingyin, you and I have come to this point together, do you still want to give up at the last minute? This person also came for the Sixth Shrine's law. If he succeeds, it will be you and me in the future. The biggest stepping stone of the sermon, this person is strong, you should know that you should not miss this best opportunity." Qiu Tai opened her mouth, very calm, but with a taste of temptation, as if he didn’t take action at this moment, he would never do it again. Unable to cut the leaves heavy.
Qing Yin did not respond, but still stared at Ye Zhong quietly, making the atmosphere in the field almost frozen.
"锵——"
With a soft sound, Qingyin raised his hand, and a jade three-foot long sword appeared in her hand. As she slowly drew the sword, she saw the sword light shed like a moon.
This sword has a vivid and graceful taste, like a cold moon in the sky. It is beautiful to the extreme, but it hides a kind of coldness.
Holding a sword like this, Qing Yin's breath is even more exquisite, like an immortal, her skin at this moment is more crystal clear and holy, and there is no trace of flaws on the flawless fairy face, but it makes people dare to be born. The feeling of profanity comes.
"Fairy Qingyin, if you really want to make a move, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." Ye Zhong looked at Qingyin. This woman who is grudges and grievances is difficult to understand. The two sides have cooperated and met. Because of this, Ye Zhong knew the horror of this woman, even if it was Qiu Taiyi, Long Yiren, and the Prince of God, it was extremely difficult to crush her.
There was a terrible silence. After a while, Qing Yin spoke softly, with a pleasant voice: "Ye Shengzi, you go."
"Why should I leave? Today I am destined to kill Qiu Taiyi." Ye Zhong said calmly.
"Are you forcing me to fight you?" Qing Yin said calmly, her voice still beautiful.
"The two of you can join hands. The fairy and the devil will join hands to fend off the enemy. It's a good story." The Haotian Tower fell on top of Ye Zhong's head, and the thick black light flickered. He faced the two of them alone, speaking indifferently.
"Ye Shengzi, there is no grievance between you and me. I don't want to kill you, but you don't force me." On the long sword in Qingyin's hand, the sword lights began to rippling like autumn water. With an intoxicating taste.
Ye Zhong laughed. There was arrogance and coldness in the laughter. After laughing, he spoke indifferently and said: "You should go with the two. If you are alone, it is not enough."
"You help me sweep the formation." Qingyin frowned slightly, and then spoke. As the current saint of Shengruxuan, would she not have her own conceit?
"Okay!" Qiu Taiyi sneered, and the blood cauldron above his head flashed. He slowly stepped back, but stared at Ye Zhong and didn't mean to escape.
In the field, Qingyin stepped forward slowly with lotus steps. The long sword in her hand swung lightly at this moment, and a star-like princess swept forward. This sword was extremely beautiful. The ultimate horror can be said to be merciless and decisive.
Ye Zhong sneered, and slapped his right hand to the front. The golden light spread between his fingers, and he actually blocked Qingyin's peerless sword with his bare hands. In an instant, a sound of golden and iron symphony sounded in the field, as if someone rang a big bell.
With a palm blocking Qing Yin's attack, Ye Zhong's expression became colder and colder. He held down his hand and looked down, and said lightly: "Qing Yin, you can't."
Qingyin's body shook slightly and flew backwards, but there was nothing serious about it. Soon, a round of blue moon appeared above her head, and she was shrouded in Shenxi.
As Shen Xi enveloped, Qing Yin's eyes became extremely clear, and she had an inexplicable Taoist rhyme, as if she had become a real fairy at this moment.
At the same time, the five great temples appeared behind her at the same time, and in each temple, there was a figure, and it was Qingyin herself. These figures may laugh or cry or be angry, but each still has a peerless appearance.
This is a very beautiful scene, stupefying, but when I was in the field, I felt the hair was terrifying, because the aura was too terrifying, like a real fairy born, making Qingyin's whole person sacred. Violated.