Chapter 1912

Ling Qingxuan's graceful body suddenly swept away.

Under the fury, Ling qingjue's figure staggered and retreated for several steps. His body retreated. His feet stamped the void and dragged out a series of residual shadows in the air. Only then did his body stabilize and his breath surged, but it was no big deal.

Stabilize his body, Ling qingjue's eyes suddenly changed. In recent years, he didn't expect Lu Shaoyou's strength to improve so fast.

"Is the seven heavy martial arts venerable?" Lu Shaoyou's figure flashed, and Ling qingjue's breath was released under one move. It is already the level of cultivation of the seven heavy martial arts venerable, and its strength is definitely not comparable to that of the general seven heavy martial arts venerable, but it's not very easy to deal with.

"Ling qingjue, you should pay back the account of Feiling gate." Lu Shaoyou jumped out again and flashed in the air. His body appeared in front of Ling qingjue again.

The next second, Lu Shaoyou gathered a paw print in his hand. With a thundering speed and momentum, with a hot breath, he collapsed in front of Ling qingjue. The paw print fell directly and the surrounding space was opened directly.

Seeing the claw of landing and less swimming, Ling qingjue was already afraid. While the figure retreated rapidly, he was immediately equipped with a set of white armor.

The armor is like armor, covered with scales, like dragon scales. On the middle chest, the scales are like a faucet. The most strange thing is that behind the white armor, there are also a pair of white light wings. The light wings are also covered with scales, and there is a fierce and unparalleled breath all over.

"Flying Dragon Armor!"

Ling qingjue's eyes sank, his wings on the back of his armor vibrated, and the ripples in the surrounding space scattered. The whole person behind him passed through the space directly and instantaneously. The speed soared. It was strange to avoid Lu Shaoyou's claw print. The dark hot cracks under the claw print spread and swept in front of his cheek. The fierce wind also made his cheek tingle.

Lu Shaoyou's paw print failed, directly smashed a large space, and the violent energy immediately poured and spread away.

"You're just a six fold warrior. Don't think you can deal with me!"

Urging the flying dragon armor, Ling qingjue's speed was like a ghost. In a flash, the broken space appeared in the front half of Lu Shaoyou's body. The space ripple was torn apart by the white wings behind the armor, and suddenly passed through the space barrier. Handprints were rapidly formed. Suddenly, the energy of the majestic world gathered, and a huge handprint condensed.

At this moment, with the appearance of Ling qingjue's palm print, it seemed as if everything had suddenly solidified. A stream of heaven and earth energy accompanied with Ling qingjue's true Qi, like a wave, was quickly absorbed by the palm print in the sky, and the majestic heaven and earth energy and true Qi collapsed into the palm print.

In the blink of an eye, Ling qingjue drank slightly, and the huge palm print in his hand swept out like thunder, directly crushing the space into a distorted arc.

The palm prints block out the sky and the sun, like an invisible hand, and then turned into dozens of huge palm prints, which were hung in the sky with space cracks, and collapsed to Lu Shaoyou.

The sky around him had already changed. Lu Shaoyou raised his eyes slightly, wiped a touch of coldness, and his fingerprints had already formed. Suddenly, the yellow light flashed all over his body, followed by the blue streamer, and a blue light immediately shrouded his body.

In the air, the violent energy swept away from the palm print. There was a huge force of twisting space over Lu Shaoyou. The terrible palm print was like thunder. In a moment, it hit Lu Shaoyou.

The surrounding space was in a moment of chaos. The space where Lu Shaoyou was located suddenly exploded, and the sound explosion like a thunderbolt rang through.

Ling qingjue's eyes focused on the chaotic space, his eyes flickered, and he lost Lu Shaoyou's breath, which made him very uneasy.

When the energy disappeared, Ling Qingxuan's eyes immediately looked into the space.

"Ling qingjue, your strength is not enough. Die!"

When the energy completely disappeared, under the cold cry and Ling qingjue's eyes, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Ling qingjue. The body was covered with yellow awn scales and armor, and the back wings were directly extended. The green light on the edges of the wings spread like an electric light. The edges of the wings appeared along the beautiful half moon arc, and a beautiful arc dark circle appeared, It oppresses the space and condenses a terrible and thrilling energy at the same time.

The speed was so fast that Ling qingjue's heart trembled and his eyes were shocked. How could he think that he had just hit with all his strength, but he couldn't shake Lu Shaoyou at all.

The flying dragon and armor were shocked, and Ling qingjue retreated rapidly. An inexplicable feeling of palpitation spread from the depths of his mind and soul.

"You can't escape, it's already slow!" Lu Shaoyou followed the ghost, and the cold sound suddenly came from his mouth and rang through the sky.

The next second, with Ling qingjue's shocked eyes, Lu Shaoyou's phantom green wings vibrated behind him, his figure jumped out in an instant, his right hand explored like a rush of thunder, and a purple and gold streamer in his hand suddenly appeared. Faintly, there was a sound of thunder that shocked the world.

Lu Shaoyou waved in the air and directly photographed Ling qingjue. The thunder that shocked the world resounded. In his hand, a huge purple and gold thunder gushed out like a python, with a vast atmosphere full of destruction. The vast momentum was frightening.

"Not good." Ling qingjue immediately felt a cold in his heart. His soul was trembling. The speed was too fast to avoid.

Under the purple gold thunder, the thunder clouds rolled over, and then fell like an angry dragon, echoing in the air with a huge thunder sound. The palpitating thunder immediately broke through the air and fell on Ling qingjue's chest.

Under the power of thunder, the purple golden Xuan thunder lingered on Ling qingjue's body and raged. Then his body was directly shocked and the surrounding space was bombarded with a deep space hole, and the tiny space crack revealed the light of dark palpitation.

The power of thunder directly tore the flying dragon armor on Ling qingjue's body to open the crack. At the same time, the blood mist in Ling qingjue's mouth spewed out, and his body immediately fell to the ground.

The ground suddenly cracked and wiped out a huge trench. At this time, the whole ground shook violently in this strong residual force.

With a loud cry, Ling Qingxuan's beautiful shadow broke through the air, landed visually and jumped at Ling qingjue. With a knot of fingerprints, a strong light suddenly appeared in both hands. With the emergence of the strong light, a shocking breath immediately spread.

The strong light then converged. Ling Qingxuan's hands at this time showed a pair of green dark gloves, which was a terrible destructive violent force.

Ling Qingxuan was floating in the sky, his long skirt was floating like a Luocha, and his five fingers were slightly one. The glove claw print hissed slightly. A magnificent and terrible breath quickly spread on the glove claw print. A claw print suddenly spread, tore the space and shot out at Lu Shaoyou.

Under the claw print, the space is directly torn. This power is definitely not under Lu Shaoyou's claw.

"Is the six fold Wu Zun!" Lu Shaoyou glanced at Ling Qingxuan and went away, but he didn't expect that Ling Qingxuan's cultivation was also at the six fold Wu Zun at the moment. His eyes sank, his hands trembled, the Dragon shadow arm urged, and the energy of heaven and earth gathered. His fist was made of gold, bent down, and a fist immediately greeted each other. Within the palm print, a huge golden dragon shot out.

The roar of the Dragon roared through the sky, and the virtual shadow of the Dragon rolled up and hit the claw print hard.

The Golden Dragon virtual shadow and claw Yin Dun collided together, and the fierce thunder like sonic boom broke out completely, and the violent breath spread from the center of the collision between the two animal shadows to all around.

The space is directly shattered, and a large area of space collapses inch by inch at this moment, and the overwhelming force sweeps through the air.

Even if Ling Qingxuan is a spiritual weapon at the prefecture level, coupled with the identity of a martial artist of the five systems, the cultivation strength of the six heavy martial arts respect is only reluctantly against the eight heavy martial arts respect at best. At most, he reluctantly competes against the medium-term level of the eight heavy martial Arts respect, but only against, not suppress.

At this time, Lu Shaoyou's strength is comparable to that of the eighth peak, and he is close to the Ninth level. Ling Qingxuan can no longer compete.

As Jiao's body retreated, Ling Qingxuan's mouth suddenly spewed blood, and his figure shot down directly and hit the ground heavily.

At this time, Lu Shaoyou has broken the air again and appeared over Ling qingjue who fell to the ground. Compared with Ling Qingxuan, Lu Shaoyou wants to kill Ling qingjue first. As for whether there are other ideas, Lu Shaoyou is also in contradiction. In his heart, he can only be that he doesn't think much and doesn't want to be involved with Ling Qingxuan.

However, Lu Shaoyou is also in an accident at this time. I don't know why, but he can't mention any killing intention in front of this woman.

Lu Shaoyou appeared in front of Ling Qingxuan and dived down. The magnificent earth attribute energy in his hand converged rapidly. A fist seal condensed. On the fist seal, a huge threat to frighten the soul filled the air. It even spread out of the dark space and directly fell on Ling qingjue.

Ling qingjue was in a panic. He just got up. It was difficult to fight. In the distance, the crane Ling left envoy was being besieged by nine fierce puppets. It was impossible to get away. Even if he could get away, he couldn't hurry to save him.