Chapter 518

At first, water and fire in the sky overcome each other. Water does not necessarily know fire, but it depends on the strength of water on both sides. The fire is strong, the hydration gas dissipates, and the water is strong, and the fire goes out. They are both ancestors and witches, but they are equal in the fight.

"Don't fight, don't fight, Xiaoshui. It's like fighting with you. It's not happy at all."

Gonggong smiled and didn't care: "Xiaohuo, your character is still too explosive. Learn from me more. Just like water, you can break the mountains and the earth, and soften everything."

Zhu Rong listened, but he glanced: "what is soft or not? Is it just or not? All my blows will turn into ashes. If you want me to say that the fight should be hard and hard, so it will be refreshing."

At this time, the two people who fought endlessly saw two figures galloping in the distant sky. In the blink of an eye, they came up to them: "Hey, sister Houtu, you come back. What's the harvest of this trip?"

Houtu smiled: "brothers, this is a Taoist friend in Zixiao palace. I met him in the wilderness this time. I invited him to visit our Witch family."

"Hmm?" Zhu Rong gestured with his small arms and legs, and found that he could crush yuqingjue with one hand: "Xiao Bu Dian has also been to Zixiao palace to listen to the preaching of Taoist Zu?"

After hearing the speech, Hou Tu turned black and punched Zhu Rong: "it's too rude. Don't blame Taoist friends."

Yuqing Jue smiled: "it doesn't hurt, but I don't know what you were doing just now?"

Dijiang said with a smile, "I have nothing to do. We are just competing with each other every day. Would you be interested in competing with us?"

Yu qingjue picked up his eyebrows when he heard the speech. He often heard that these witches were aggressive people. He waved his hand and asked the descendants not to worry: "in that case, let me see the power of the witches. I don't know who will do it?"

The people looked at each other, and Zhu Rong ignored it directly. It would be bad if the little arm and calf in front of him accidentally hurt him. As for Gonggong, he looked at yuqingjue up and down, then shook his head and said he didn't want to fight him.

However, Emperor Jiang turned his eyes to candle Jiuyin and others, but they saw that they either looked down at the ground or looked up at the sky. It seemed that there were some beautiful scenery there: "in that case, let me compete with you."

Yuqingjue nodded. The ancestor of Dijiang's space speed, Wu, was highly skilled and spread his wings for thousands of miles, but he was not as good as Dijiang's blink of an eye: "let's go."

Emperor Jiang raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu qingjue calmly: "be careful."

As soon as the voice fell, Dijiang's figure had been lost in situ. It was a heavy blow coming face-to-face. A huge strong wind swept through, and the sound of breaking the air was particularly harsh.

"Bang"

But I saw a small hand raised slowly, seemingly slowly, but actually extremely fast. Under the strong difference, it shocked everyone's heart. The delicate little hand formed a strong contrast with emperor Jiang's thick fist.

"Well, it's so fast and powerful"

Emperor Jiang frowned and stepped back under his feet. He looked at Yu qingjue with a little surprise: "my little friend is not bad. I'm afraid my physical strength is not bad. Our ancestors are witches."

Yuqing never smiled. The body of a saint is condensed by thousands of laws. There is no good Lingbao to hurt the body of a saint under the heaven, or the quasi saint will try his best. I'm afraid even a hair can't be interrupted.

Seeing this, Dijiang's eyes narrowed. He thought he was just an ordinary monk. How could he ever think that his strength was so strong? When the corner of his mouth was lifted, he deceived his body. The energy of space and speed made him tremble in the void.

Burst vitality, but with the increase of speed, it is extremely fierce. In the vigorous wind, the body of young children is as clear as strong grass in the wind.

In the roar, he saw yuqingjue's whole body rising with a brilliant light. No matter how the emperor River erupted, his own strength could not be broken. The ancestors around him frowned: "what a strong defense, big brother, the speed magic has been brought into full play, but he can't even hurt each other's hair."

Hou Tu nodded: "those who can reach Zixiao Palace are all people with great magical powers. Besides, the Taoist friend's breath is not obvious, even our ancestral witch can't see through."

Yuqingjue smiled, looked indifferent, raised his hand and punched, but it was commonplace. The soaring emperor Jiang was stiff. No matter how he wanted to avoid, he found that the other party's punch would hit him.

"Ha, broken"

With a deep drink, Emperor Jiang's face changed and his witch power soared. Since he couldn't hide, he went forward bravely and hit hard.

"Boom"

The smoke and dust all over the sky, the burst void, a figure flew upside down and fell into the ground in an instant.

Yuqing Jue stepped out slowly: by virtue of his natural magic power, he communicated the power of the law of heaven. Every power is the Tao when it is brought into full play.

"Bang"

The soaring emperor River, with the smoke and dust all over the sky, looked at Yu qingjue with a dignified face: "good skills, the ability of Taoist friends is admirable."

The power of saints is a joke. Although zuwu doesn't cultivate the power of the yuan God and can't explore the cultivation of yuqingjue, he can defeat zuwu at one move. I'm afraid his strength is beyond people's imagination.

Zuwu hall, with no Taoism and no breath, is like a void and silent, but it is a huge world.

As soon as he entered it, yuqingjue's heart jumped slightly, as if something was going to break out, but he didn't know: "strange feeling, it seems very familiar."

Yuqingjue came to the zuwu hall for the first time. If he hadn't been invited by the descendants, I'm afraid he couldn't come. This is a place where he can't even calculate the way of heaven. It makes him feel familiar, but it's inexplicable.

Seeing this, Hou Tu couldn't help asking, "what's the matter, Taoist friend?"

Yuqingjue shook his head, his eyes flashed a confused color, but he followed his heart. The ancestral witches behind him looked at yuqingjue in surprise and followed closely.

"Elder brother, will it be all right if it goes on like this? He is not a member of our Witch family."

Dijiang shook his head and said, "I'm looking."

A moment later, the faces of the ancestors changed. Yuqingjue went to the heart of Pangu, which was the root of the witch family. He couldn't help but try to stop yuqingjue.

But

"Bang"

The power of spontaneity surged out, and the heaven and earth of the power of the sage changed color. Under the huge momentum, the body of the twelve ancestors was slightly stagnant, and their face was slightly pale: "this is the power of the sage. You have brought back a wonderful figure."

Houtu was also very surprised. He only met Hongjun three times. Each time, he was next to Hongjun. At the beginning, according to the gods in Zixiao palace, this little boy was an ordinary man without any cultivation, but now he is the supreme sage.

Candle nine Yin frowned: "we can't let him go down. In front is the location of the Father God. If we disturb the Father God, we will be guilty."

"Fast knot capital god evil array"

"Ha"

In the soft sound, the twelve ancestral witches changed their shapes and flew into the void. The next moment, a huge breath swept through the void.

"Hmm?" at this time, yuqingjue, who was drawn by the breath in his heart, only felt that he had his own opportunity to go. The huge breath coming from the front made him bend his fingers instinctively.

"Boom"

In the broken void and fierce vigorous wind, I saw a giant appear in the field, roar up to the sky and roar, with unparalleled authority in the air.

Yuqingjue frowned slightly, as if he felt the threat. His mind returned and raised his eyes. He couldn't help shaking his head: "how did you summon Pangu's virtual shadow? Did I do something?"

At this time, the twelve ancestors of the witch, who mainly summoned Pangu's virtual shadow, were connected. Looking at yuqingjue who stopped, he waved his fist, and the huge air wave turned into a fierce vigorous wind.

Yuqing Jue showed no weakness. Since he became a saint, he has never exerted his full strength. Now, with the coming out of Pangu's virtual shadow, he can test his cultivation geometry. When he raised his hand, a strange force surged up: "ha, the pole of Tao · rotation"

"Buzz"

The power of saints and the way of destiny are in the first place. Pangu's virtual shadow hits with a fist. When he is approaching, he seems to see a strange force burst out. No matter how he blows, he can't hit yuqingjue, as if he has entered a dead cycle.

"I won't allow your strength to come. It's a definite number."

In a word, the law follows it. The branch of fate is the most familiar. It is the way of cause and effect. You can't violate my cause, your fruit and the things I set, just as the water flows down and the sun rises in the East and sets in the West.

"Hmm?" with a deep doubt, Pangu's virtual shadow frowned slightly. He underestimated the strength of the person in front of him. With the power of Pangu's virtual shadow, it was a little hard: "break ten thousand methods with one force."

With a deep drink, the whole body's breath rises. The broken void and thunder collapse seem to be the end of the day. The momentum of the cover is very heavy. One punch is the collapse of the earth.

"Bang"

The power of rage, the way of pure power, and the power of destiny are broken in an instant.