Qingzhou lit a fire and threw it at the gate, and the paint instantly burned, and the tiny insects attached to it curled their bodies in the flames, and finally burned to ashes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Audacious, daring to trespass on my master's dormitory. ”

The flames snapped away, revealing the charred wooden door, and the next moment, a tongue of fire stretched out and flew towards the Ilha Verde Door.

Qing Zhou saw the momentum of this hand, and the long sword stabbed towards the ground, and then pulled it up suddenly, setting off a wave of earth more than a person high, and swept the tongue of fire into it, and the flames were extinguished with a pop.

The visitor rushed out the door, dressed in a robe of flames, with several staff of different colors inlaid with a staff in his hand, a scarlet gourd around his waist, and a dark meteorite ring in his hand.

"You are Lu Guangming's disciple, what do you call it?"

"Bold, dare to call the family teacher by name. My name is Meng Chong, and I am ordered to wait for the Holy Fire Sacrifice Regiment, and those who intruder will be killed immediately. ”

Qing Zhou smiled, "In that case, let's do it!"

Meng Chong was stunned, taken aback by Qing Zhou's such a crisp attitude, and then smiled evilly, and the staff was raised, pointing directly at Qing Zhou's head.

Ilha ulva disappeared from the spot with a force of his feet, and a line of fire pierced through the afterimage, hitting the white stone floor, burning the hard stone through a large hole, revealing the white smoke that emitted a scorching smell.

Meng Chong waved his staff again, and the rockery on the side collapsed, and several one-person-high rocks rolled around, like tamed lions, under the command of the staff, rushing towards Qingzhou.

Ilha Blaze jumped into the air and jumped up and down on the rocks, sending out sword lights from time to time, slashing the rocks in half.

As the light of the Ilha Verde sword flickered, the rocks were cut into stones from large to small, and they could no longer cause any damage to Ilha Verde.

"How are you?"

Meng Chong couldn't understand that there was a martial artist who could crack his spells in this way, he was Lu Guangming's proud disciple, and he had practiced a superb spell, if he cast a spell in the past, the enemies were all dumbfounded, and he was slaughtered like a stupid chicken, but Qingzhou's response was greatly beyond his expectations, he simply knew the spell well, and the way to deal with it couldn't be better.

"It's just a spell path, only people who have never seen the world will be frightened, if you can't master the real power, your current trick is just an illusion at best. If you don't know how to do sorcery, you might as well show me a hand, so that you don't have to play tricks here. ”

Meng Chong thinks very highly of himself and dismisses Qingzhou's words.

"There will be that day!" said Ilha meaningfully.

Meng Chong struck again, the staff continued to emit light, tongues of fire sprayed one after another, the houses on both sides shook, and huge logs flew out horizontally, smashing towards the top of Qingzhou's head.

Qing Zhou was like flying, and he stabbed out his long sword, whether it was a solid stone, ironwood, or a flame airflow, it was cut in half by his long sword.

"The spells he cultivates are just a medium, relying on the activation of magic weapons, well, let's call them magic weapons, internal power, to release all kinds of spells. ”

Qingzhou and Meng Chong fought each other, slowly figuring out the truth of the spell.

"The disciple is at this level, and Lu Guangming is not very clever to go there, so let's go and see if there is any trace of the Heluo God Map!"

Qing Zhou made up his mind, stabbed with a long sword, penetrated many obstacles, and arrived in front of Meng Chong in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the tip of the long sword was three feet away from Meng Chong's heart, and a breath could pierce him, but Meng Chong made a move.

The meteorite ring on the palm of his hand lifted, and a hazy starlight flew out, and then formed a shield to block the stabbing of the long sword.

Meteorite comes from the sky and can store the power of the stars, and Meng Chong has to attract star power to the starry sky every night, and then store it in the ring, releasing star power in times of crisis, forming a shield that is extremely tough.

Qingzhou stabbed with his long sword, knowing that unless he became a Yuanwu Grandmaster and the long sword was infused with the power of Gangyuan, he would not be able to break through the barrier formed by the star formation head-on.

Behind the Xingli shield, Meng Chong took off the gourd on his waist, the small gourd could be dragged in the palm of his hand, but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and when the stopper was removed, the evil qi that had been trapped inside the gourd for a long time sprayed out.

There are wisps of blood in the evil qi, and it is also the sound of the surging golden iron horse, which is the torture and evil qi collected by the Holy Fire Sacrifice Regiment walking on the major battlefields of the country and going back and forth in the pile of dead people several times, representing war, killing and death.

This evil qi was so violent and powerful that after Meng Chong pulled out the plug, he immediately flashed to the side, lest he be contaminated with the slightest trace of evil qi.

Although the evil qi was born on the battlefield, it was small and thin, and occasionally it could gather into a thin strand of hair, and it could tear the bones of the hyena vulture that gnawed at the corpse, but the murderous aura in front of Qingzhou was like a storm, bursting out, enough to bury thousands of people.

Seeing the surging evil qi, Qing Zhou made a strange movement, only to see him take a sharp breath, this breath was endless, as if he was going to burst Qing Zhou's chest, and in the end, Qing Zhou's body bulged into a big ball.

The evil qi flew in front of Qingzhou, and everywhere it passed, the grass and trees withered, the stone slabs creaked and shattered, and everything lost its vitality.

Qingzhou inhaled to the extreme, opened his mouth suddenly, and spit out a wave of white qi, tearing through the layers of air around him, turning into an invincible wind, blocking the wave of evil qi in the middle of the way.

This breath is the strongest power of the Qingzhou Siamese Technique, condensing the true qi of the whole body, and spewing out a breath of extremely strong breath, if a steel plate is blocked in front, it can be torn apart.

The wave of evil qi was blocked by Qing Zhou in one breath, and Qing Zhou immediately activated his body technique, bypassed the star power shield, and rushed out his long sword towards Meng in the rear.

Meng Chong was caught off guard, hurriedly raised his staff to resist, a muffled sound, the long sword was inlaid in the center of the staff, this staff used many precious materials, and its own material was extremely hard, but in front of Qingzhou's long sword, it was fragile and could only be urged.

Qingzhou's wrist was forced, the staff was broken in two, Meng Chong fell backwards, the long sword pierced his chest and lungs, and fixed Meng Chong in the air, even if his hands and feet were weak, he couldn't fall to the ground for a long time.

The long sword was withdrawn, Meng Chong's body fell to the ground, Qing Zhou reached out to dodge the vermilion gourd, and then pointed at the evil qi tide in the air, and the magic weapon was activated, and the evil qi was not stored in it.

Qing Zhou put away the broken staff, the meteorite ring, and the vermilion gourd, and then stepped over Meng Chong's corpse and walked towards Lu Guangming's bedroom.

Not surprisingly, Lu Guangming's bedroom was empty, and there was nothing of value except for daily household utensils.

But on the wall, Qingzhou saw a portrait of the god Luohe, framed on both sides.

"This is, yes, the original copy from the stone tablet. Qingzhou stroked the Luohe Divine Map, looked at each symbol on it, and felt the indescribable essence of the mystery in it.

Suddenly, Qing Zhou felt a certain point in his body beat, and the surrounding aura resonated violently, pouring into his body, and he was about to take a step out of the door and enter the gate of the immortal cultivator.