A gust of inexplicable wind blowing, many people's attention turned to the sky.

Mu Qing's body is ten meters tall, and his armor is made of thunder and lightning. He is very powerful, and his feet are full of auspicious clouds.

His eyes have electric light flickering, hands holding up a thunder pool, hard hit.

Boom!

The terrible thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, and the whole Leichi hit song Ji who was in a trance.

An unparalleled force was released. At the same time, the thunder burst, and song Ji's body suddenly broke into a blood fog.

Shen Yi and others were all stunned. Looking at the familiar and strange figure, they opened their mouths.

"Mu Qing!"

People look into the sky, the figure is Mu Qing.

They were all shocked. They didn't expect that Mu Qing had such a powerful force that even the strong of the Ninth level wuzun could be killed easily.

"What kind of monster is this guy?" Yang Jie was surprised and deeply felt that he was no longer Mu Qing's opponent.

Whew!

At this time, a bright insight came, but it was an arrow.

The arrow turned into a water dragon and roared earth shaking.

Mu Qing's eyes twinkled. As soon as he pointed out, the same water dragon rushed out with a loud bang, and the violent energy burst in the air.

"I knew I was in Kunlun, so I should try to kill you completely!" Mullin came from the void.

He stood on the side of the congressman, holding a long golden bow, which he got from Kunlun.

Mu Qing sneered and said: "it's a pity that if you miss it, you will miss it. Now you are not my opponent at all!"

Now Mu Qing's power is too strong. He is ten meters tall, and the thunderbolt turns into armor. He lifts the thunder pool and flies through the clouds. He is as powerful as the Thunder God.

The cultivation speed of Mulin is very fast. He is already the seventh level warrior, and also belongs to Tianjiao's fighting power. He can defeat the ordinary eighth level warrior.

However, for Mu Qing, Mulin is no longer his opponent.

Mu Qing's cultivation now has eight levels of blood, and the force on his body is as turbulent as the vast sea.

Suddenly, Mu Qing moved, and a Golden Sickle appeared in his hand. It was the secret treasure from Kunlun.

Now, after his cultivation has been improved, Mu Qing finds that this golden level secret place treasure is very unusual. No matter how much force is infused, it can burst out perfectly.

He is ten meters tall, waving a golden sickle and cutting it off.

A half moon shaped golden light with a length of 50 meters sweeps out, which is astonishing and contains extremely powerful cutting force.

As soon as Mulin's face changed, the golden bow in his hand burst out a dazzling light, and nine arrows rushed out like the sun.

Nine days in the sky, but it exudes a very cold breath.

Boom boom!

However, as the golden light swept by, every arrow like the sun broke, and Mulin's attack seemed vulnerable.

The golden light continued to sweep away, cutting Mullin into two sections.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a picture of Tai Chi appeared in midair. It was huge and contained two kinds of extreme forces. It blocked the golden light and caused an explosion in midair.

"Wang Sheng!"

Mu Qing's eyes are cold, looking to the other side, where there is a figure, the sun and the moon behind.

Wang Sheng also made a move, and his strength was even more terrible. Like Mu Qing, he had reached the level of eight rank wuzun.

He used a technique of fighting left and right. The sun and moon in his left hand were condensed to form a Taiji diagram, and the flower in his right hand pointed out that the golden lotus was disillusioned in the void.

Mu Qing roared in his mouth. He was transformed into a god of thunder. The Golden Sickle fell down in his hand, and the golden light swept out like the ocean.

There was a roar in the sky. Wang Sheng and Mulin joined hands to fight close and attack far. They cooperated very well, which made Mu Qing feel at a loss.

"Ray Mu Qing's mouth uttered ancient language, and a purple cloud emerged in the sky.

Boom.

A dark blue lightning flashes, the trace disappears completely, explodes in the void.

Wang Sheng and Mullin's eyes contracted. Although they could not be captured by the naked eye and spirit, they could feel the terrible invisible thunder and lightning.Poof.

Wang Sheng coughed up blood. As soon as his Taiji diagram was condensed, it was blown to pieces by the invisible blue lightning.

Mullin's injury is more serious, his chest has been dyed red.

"Sheng Yu!"

A delicate voice came. Around Wang Sheng and Mulin, countless pieces of white feathers appeared.

These feathers are very hard. Although Mu Qing's dark blue lightning constantly broke them, they couldn't really pierce them.

"It's her!" Mu Qing frowned.

He felt a very familiar breath, it is the pride of the Western Vatican, Ellie!

"Cluck, I didn't expect you to be so strong now." A beautiful image appeared, she was wearing a pink shirt, tight pants, graceful and moving.

With a smile, elijiao helps Wang Sheng and Mulin resist the thunder of MuQing.

Her breath is also very strong. She is the eighth level warrior.

After the exhibition, Alice perfectly resisted Mu Qing's attack.

Her border, can attack and defend, is very strong in defense.

Mu Qing's eyes twinkled, and his body burst out of the terrible power of thunder and lightning. His hands were held high, and a thunder pool appeared out of thin air,.

Boom!

The fierce golden lightning fell down, and a huge thunder pool was very heavy, but Mu Qing lifted it up and smashed them.

When the roar came out, the feathers all over the sky were directly broken, and Ali's pretty face showed a look of horror, her body trembled, and she vomited a mouthful of blood.

The broken feathers fell on the ground, and the sacred feather boundary was broken directly.

Mu Qing used thunder to bombard again. The golden thunder was all over the sky. Although it was not a border martial art, its power was not small.

Boom.

Mu Qing once again holding the thunder, powerful, countless golden thunder fell, let Wang Sheng and others are shocked.

They realize that MuQing is not the MuQing they knew before, and its strength is beyond expectation.

Mullin gritted his teeth. He was even more seriously injured. He was hit by a golden thunder. His left hand was extremely black and completely unconscious.

He can't imagine that Mu Qing, who was weak in cultivation at the beginning, would grow up to such a level.

"This boy, he broke through to the eighth level of wuzun!" Ke Fei is fighting a top king of Shaolin. He takes time to take a look at Mu Qing and is surprised