In the turbulent layer.

Ye Qingcang is very fast.

He took Qin Li and turned him into a green telegram.

When the crisis reached its extreme, they ran away from daozong.

Behind them are dozens of powerful demons, all of which are huge demons of thousands of feet in size. Some birds have a wingspan of 5000 feet, take advantage of the wind and shine, bite behind Ye Qingcang and persevere.

The fastest.

Nature is the Lord of all things.

He is in the same realm as ye Qingcang, and he has a strange treasure and is very fast.

Seeing that ye Qingcang was about to be caught up with, Qin Li said, "these people are really shameless. In order to plunder the treasure, they don't want their faces."

"Falling behind means being beaten, which is an eternal truth."

Ye Qingcang was shining blue.

"The wings of Fengshen!"

Whew!

Light burst out.

Turn into the sacred wings, the wingspan is thousands of feet.

Different from the wings of Kunpeng, these wings surround the brilliant Shenhua.

It also reflects the magnificent palace, towering mountain, and blowing out the soft spirit Gang, wash people's hearts.

Like the messenger of heaven, spreading warmth and happiness.

Qin Li was surprised. This power was similar to Shengang sword, but it was purer and more holy: "what kind of means is this, which is essentially different from the supernatural power I have seen. Is it the secret of daozong

"It's divine skill. It's my inheritance from the relics of ancient gods, and Shengang sword is also one of them. In a few years, it will be the day of pilgrimage. The ruins will open for a short time, and you may be able to inherit the Shinto. By the way, there is perfect nirvana, you should not miss it

Ye Qingcang said.

He began to flutter his brilliant wings.

Suddenly, the speed suddenly increased. In the turbulence, a long rainbow light was drawn, just like a meteor dragging the tail of fire.

A group of giant demons are chasing after each other. It's a pity that they can't catch up with each other.

In the end, I can only give up and go back to the happy world.

Not long.

There's only one pursuer left.

"Ye Qingcang, you can't get rid of me."

The Lord of Vientiane was forced to sacrifice a piece of white paper.

Light floating a piece of paper, but heavy and heavy, shrouded in the holy light, with great power.

There is a word "Lei" written on it, which is full of rhyme.

As soon as it is urged, the paper will burn itself, and a dazzling thunder will burst out. It will be like a brilliant light, twining around the Lord of Vientiane, and the speed will increase rapidly.

But with a few breaths, he approached Ye Qingcang.

"What a big deal! In order to intercept me, I used the relic!"

Ye Qingcang frowned slightly and his eyes were calm.

Qin Li was also surprised.

Relic.

It's a treasure left by saints.

It is said that the sages in ancient times tended to the existence of Tao, and their power was almost immortal.

It is said that a bright Saint came to a place of despair. Seeing the darkness and evil, he raised his hand to strike a holy light across the heaven and earth, imprinting the mark of emptiness. It was only three thousand years later that he could disappear.

Unfortunately, there is no eternity in the world, and saints will die.

Before his death, a saint infuses his power into all kinds of objects and makes them into relics. When later generations are in danger, they can sacrifice to protect their lives.

Nowadays, there has never been a saint in the Qianyuan world for many years, and there is one less relic.

And the holy things, even if they are not used, will gradually weaken until they become waste.

It is the holy land of Vientiane, which symbolizes the last glory of the Qianyuan Dynasty, that dares to be so rich.

"Four seasons sword wind!"

Ye Qingcheng's wings are like swords. He cuts down quickly.

"Four seasons sword chapter" to the extreme, reflecting the glory of the four seasons.

And combined with fengshenshu, it produces wonderful changes.

Spring breeze is gentle, summer wind is strong, autumn wind is cold, winter wind is frozen, four seasons change is mixed as a whole, with the great force of years flow, wash down.

"Ye Qingcang, you are doomed today. Vientiane overpass When the Lord of Vientiane finally killed him, he raised his hand to play a powerful magic power, burst out thousands of rainbows, and gathered together to form a bridge of gods, which was fixed in the void to suppress the turbulent winds of the four seasons.

Just one fight.

Thirty thousand miles of void are swept away.

It is worthy of being at the top of Qianyuan, and the combat effectiveness is the index.

This is the second time Qin Li has been involved in their battle!

Last time it was half nirvana. I can't see it clearly.

Now perfect nirvana, finally witnessed the battle of power, so I feel even more shocked.

"Since you are in pursuit, you can only fight to the death and decide the outcome!"

"Natural voice boxing!"

Ye Qingcang waved his wings and rushed up.

Above the two fists, the green light is twined and faintly transformed into the shape of a Taoist bell.

With one full blow, the sound of the bell will spread all over the country, reaching a hundred thousand li, forming a grand Taoist voice singing like a huge tsunami, crushing everything you encounter.

"Is that the power? It seems that you don't have the determination to go all out, but I do! "

"Nine step Dharma phase, faceless giant!"

The Lord of Vientiane broke out.

There was a vertical crack in the center of his brow.

This is the "eye of the sky" and the symbol of the strong with large energy level.

In the eye of heaven, innate thoughts pour out, shocking the void and shaking everything.

He is more than 30000 feet tall. He is more towering than mountains and clouds. He has 18 arms, like 18 mountains, holding 18 kinds of weapons.

His head is the most peculiar. It has no ears, eyebrows, mouth and nose, only one vertical eye, no pupils, and only pure white eyes. It reflects nothingness, as if all things return to ruins after the end of the road.

The vertical eye bursts out the pure color eye light, reflects all directions, eliminates the natural bell.

"Since you are so cruel, I will accompany you to the end."

"Nine Dharma phases, four seasons, the king of Tao."

Ye Qingcang is not willing to be outdone.

His eyebrows also split "eye of the sky.".

The green congenital spirit gushes out like a torrent and waterfall.

The light becomes fog, and the mind is like a sea, which shows a figure of heaven.

He is a Taoist in Qingyi with a height of 40000 Zhang. Wearing a bun and holding a magic sword, it turned out to be ye Qingcang.

On his Taoist robe, there are four colors of light flowing, the four seasons rotating, and the picture of 108 peaks of daozong, which is particularly pleasant.

There is a bell in the shape of a green gold bell hanging around the waist, which exudes a natural charm.

Now!

The war has just begun.

Two nine Dharma images stand in the void, stimulating tens of thousands of Li Reiki riots.

"Death Vientiane master's attack, the faceless giant came across the sky, towering body, a strong sense of oppression, 18 kinds of weapons greeting down, just like a peacock open screen, interweaved and evolved into Vientiane.

"Hum!" With a cold hum, ye Qingcang manipulated the 40 thousand Zhang Taoist king, waved his magic sword, cut out knife marks and interweaved the light and shadow of the four seasons.

We want to evolve the changes of time and the mystery of reincarnation, so as to suppress and kill the enemy.

The two lords fight.

It's like a legendary battle between gods and demons.

If you were in Qianyuan, thousands of mountains would collapse and thousands of rivers would sink.

Fortunately, this is a turbulent layer, a void.

It's just that Qin Li, the observer of the war, was shocked just by witnessing the war.

Nirvana is the existence of an ancient giant with a long life.

However, they were not the masters of Qianyuan.

The real existence above is the one with great powers and the existence of Dharma phase!

Dharma phase is the existence beyond Nirvana!

In the world of Qian and yuan, the highest level of existence is in this realm.

Ye Qingcang and the Lord of Vientiane are all nine Dharma prime ministers, while the Lord of Kunpeng is eight Dharma prime ministers. As for wanguiyi, it is only one Dharma prime minister, so it is always called upon.

It is said that the Dharma phase is similar to nirvana in that it is to refine itself and return to nature the day after tomorrow.

But nirvana is the transformation of the body, and Dharma phase is the sublimation of the spirit. If both are perfect, they are worthy of the supreme power.

"Nothing has determination, but no strength!"

Ye Qingcang looks calm, strategizes, raises his hand.

The sword technique of Siji Daojun is gorgeous. It cuts the trace of Dao Dao Tongtian sword. It has the power of supremacy and invincibility.

Straight across the defenses of the faceless giant, a sword pierced his chest.

Poof!

The sword goes through the chest.

The Lord of Vientiane is in agony.

Dharma phase is formed by the condensation of soul and mind. Once it is damaged, even if it hurts the soul.

"You lost again!" Ye Qingcang has no joy or sorrow, but there is a fierce light in his eyes. It seems that he wants to take advantage of the victory to get rid of this great trouble.

"No, you lost!" The Lord of Vientiane, Sen, gave a cold smile and showed his cruel white teeth. And the towering faceless giant, with 18 arms falling down, clamped down the sword and trapped Siji Daojun.

At this moment.

Sing!

Rioting in the distance.

A dragon song resounds through the sky.

A Dharma prime minister's great supernatural power suddenly entered the battlefield.

See bright as blue sun general Guanghua, cut in a flash, with the power can not be when the potential, split in the four seasons Daojun's back.