"Hold the Devil's Hands!"

Bang!

A huge palm print roared down from the sky, tearing the air apart, and then the violent waves of qi were squeezed and swept away.

Wen Qingye's right hand no longer had a thought sword, and at the moment the five fingers were clenched, and the violent power surged, crushing the air between the fingers, making a piercing sound.

He licked his lips and looked ahead, the true qi in his body was endless, surging towards the meridians, like a wild beast roaring.

The huge wave appeared in the air again, and Wen Qingye kicked his feet, his clothes fluttered, and the black danced wildly like splashing ink, and then his body had fallen on the crest of the huge wave.

At this moment, Wen Qingye's breath had already rushed to the highest point of cultivation, and the true qi of his body seemed to have been emptied.

But he was still indifferent, looking ahead with a steady heart, letting the breeze blow on his face, silent.

"Tianxiao Emperor Fist, and then the roaring lake and the sea will turn over!"

In the midst of the waves, a huge wave surged.

Wen Qingye stretched out his fist and blasted towards the front, and in an instant, a huge crack seemed to appear in the sky, and a huge fist mark pressed down on the black-clothed man like a mountain and a mountain.

Without the slightest hesitation, the fists collided directly, as if a huge wave hit the gushing magma, and the surging, surging white smoke rose into the sky.

The next moment, heaven and earth instantly became calm.

Everything was quiet, and there was no sound.

I don't know how long it took, but a muffled sound rushed away, and then the Yuan Qi storm spread wildly around.

The dark night sky, with more real qi and rain, forms a beautiful scenery.

Wen Qingye's face turned pale, and his steps retreated again and again.

The black-clothed man had a cold face, and when he saw Wen Qingye's body retreating again and again, he suppressed the vibration in his heart and was about to rush forward, but the next moment, his face froze, and his eyes looked ahead angrily.

Poof!

The man in black couldn't help but lower his head, only to see that there was an extra half of the sword body on his chest at some point, which directly pierced his heart, and then he raised his head and looked at Wen Qingye in dismay, "Yu.... Sword ...."

Thump!

The body of the man in black fell heavily, and the night suddenly became extremely quiet.

Wen Qingye walked to Zhang Xiaoyun's side tremblingly, looked at her arms, and said, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay"

Zhang Xiaoyun shook his head, then looked at Wen Qingye, and said worriedly: "Let me see your wounds"

Wen Qingye raised his head, the moonlight shone on Zhang Xiaoyun's soft shadow, looking even more holy and moving, and he couldn't help but sigh, "I don't know, this is the master of that side."

"I look like a disciple of the Hundred Ghost Sect"

Zhang Xiaoyun took out a healing pill, and with a force of his two fingers, he directly crushed it into a piece of powder, tore Wen Qingye's clothes, and then gently applied the powder to Wen Qingye's back.

Wen Qingye shook his head and denied: "No, the cultivation of the Hundred Ghost Sect is the way of the hundred ghosts, and it is a branch of the way of reincarnation, and the cultivation of those three people is the way of evil ghosts, which is ferocious and tyrannical, and it is not the same vein at all."

Zhang Xiaoyun sighed softly, and said with palpitations: "This Qinglan Realm is really chaotic enough, and it is also murderous enough, I encountered danger in Yanbo City last time, fortunately, Xiao Ash made a move, you don't know, after last time, there were many masters in the Beast Field, and I was persuaded to let Xiao Ash participate in the Beast Fight."

The Colosseum is also regarded as a kind of entertainment for the monks of the fairy world, in addition to the Xianle Red Mansion and the Wanle Palace (the gambling house of the secular world), the most popular place.

Immortal monks are also human beings, they have desires and desires, and even more, so some places are born.

Hearing Zhang Xiaoyun's words, Wen Qingye realized that Xiao Ash was not present now, and immediately asked, "What about Xiao Ash? Why hasn't it followed you now?"

Zhang Xiaoyun helped Wen Qingye's body and replied: "Its cultivation seems to be about to break through again, and it is cultivating in my room, you don't know, its cultivation has broken through very fast recently, it should be that the power of the bloodline is awakening."

Wen Qingye stood up, looked at the soft moonlight, and said softly: "The situation in a Qinglan Realm is so complicated, I don't know what dangers there are in the future."

"Who knows, there is still a long way to go, and what should come will always come"

Zhang Xiaoyun smiled casually, rolled up her sleeves, revealing several fine scars, which were left by Wen Qingye just now, she didn't care, pulled out Wen Qingye's sword, and then took off the three of them's Sumeru mustard.

After doing all this, Zhang Xiaoyun walked to Wen Qingye's side and supported his body, looked at Wen Qingye's bright eyes, and said with a smile: "Let's go back, it's not good to be seen later."

Wen Qingye nodded, if some people with bad intentions saw it, it would inevitably be another big battle.

Then, Zhang Xiaoyun held Wen Qingye's arm, and the two of them stood shoulder to shoulder, disappearing into the street under the moonlight.

.........

Back in the room, Wen Qingye and Zhang Xiaoyun began to heal.

In the blink of an eye, it was dawn.

Wen Qingye's injuries were also healed, and then he directly took out the blood maple leaf, only to see that the veins on the blood maple leaf were dense, like the blood veins of the human body's meridians, which looked very magical.

Wen Qingye clasped his hands together and slapped the blood maple leaf on the palm of his hand, and suddenly a scorching temperature rushed from his arm to all parts of his body.

In the meridians, a drop of red blood-like essence rushed up directly, like a running dragon, and Wen Qingye's more than a hundred meridians seemed to suddenly boil all at once.

The next moment, the true qi in the dantian also rushed up, causing the sea of qi to vibrate violently.

Boom! Boom!

This time the fluctuations were particularly intense, as if after a long time of polishing, they had reached a critical point, and the whistling waves were surging.

In addition, the surrounding true qi was also frantically surging towards Wen Qingye.

In the Four Domains, the content of true qi is extremely rare, and it is undoubtedly more difficult to break through to the earth immortals than to ascend to the sky, and only in this immortal realm will there be so much true qi for the earth immortals to break through and cultivate.

Moreover, the space of the Four Domains is also extremely unstable, if the two Earth Immortals fight, it will directly cause the space to tear apart, causing great turmoil in the Four Domains.

The blood-like airflow ran wildly in Wen Qingye's body, slowly soaking the skin and pores, and the next moment, Wen Qingye also ran the elixir of life.

At this moment, I saw that blood-colored air currents suddenly appeared around me, and then surrounded Wen Qingye, forming a huge blood-colored light mask.

(End of chapter)

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