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Qing Zhou felt that he put on a pair of iron armor in an instant, his whole body was heavy, his divine sense was suppressed within ten meters, and his multitasking ability could no longer be used.

"It turns out that you have this flag, which can limit your divine sense, which is a good baby, but you underestimate me too much. ”

Qing Zhou's fingers moved, the eight flying knives flew up with difficulty, the Falling Star Flag acted on the entire ring, Yun Yuhe was also greatly restricted, and under the same circumstances, his divine sense still surpassed the other party.

"Do you think that's all there is to the Falling Star Banner?"

Yun Yuhe waved the flag, and then countless meteorites condensed in the air, dense like raindrops, covering the entire ring, making way for him to stand.

Eight flying knives were crumbling in the stormy meteorite bombardment, although the flying knives flashed, they could cut the meteorite in half, but there were too many meteorites, and the eight flying knives formed a knife formation, which could not be defended above Qingzhou's head.

The sword flashed, forming a huge umbrella, and the meteorite that fell on it was immediately cut in half, but the meteorites were endless, and in the long run, Qingzhou would definitely run out of mana.

And Yun Yuhe was under much less pressure because he was holding the Falling Star Flag, and he looked at Qingzhou desperately to resist with a leisurely expression, to see when he couldn't hold on.

The stones fell like rain in the ring, the flying knives were constantly strangled in arrays, and before the pieces of broken stones fell into the ring, they were recalled by the Falling Star Banner and turned into meteorite rain and continued to fall.

"How do I see you die?" Yun Yuhe gently shook the star flag, and the stars and sand on it shone brightly.

At this time, Qing Zhou smiled, and he said to Yun Yuhe, "Is this all you can do?"

Yun Yuhe was stunned, he was originally waiting to appreciate Qingzhou's desperate expression of dying and struggling, but he didn't expect Qingzhou's reaction to be so bland.

Suddenly, Qingzhou's figure grew rapidly, instantly becoming more than ten people tall, like a giant standing up to the sky, and then he stretched out his index finger and pointed at the Falling Star Flag, which was as weak as a toothpick in comparison.

As Qingzhou pointed out, it seemed to be a popped balloon, shrinking to its original state.

There was no light and energy in that finger, and there was no lightning and thunder, but it carried a sense of emptiness and loneliness, and the falling star flag was hit, and it did not move at all, only the breeze chatted, and the pennant swayed gently.

Then, there was a buzzing sound in the ring, and the halo that enveloped the audience suddenly shattered and disappeared, the sky suddenly cleared, and the dense meteorite rain became more and more sparse, and finally disappeared.

Yun Yuhe saw that the magic weapon was out of order, and he was anxious to restrain his mana, so he was about to launch the Falling Star Banner again, but he didn't expect to make a snap, and the handle of the Falling Star Banner cracked.

Qingzhou didn't stop, he took a few steps forward, opened his five fingers at the Douxian net, and a large cloud of purple and cyan flames came out of his palm, and quickly fell to the purple net wrapped in the flying sword.

The purple and green twin flames fell on the Douxian net, and immediately began to burn, and the purple net made a sizzling sound, but because it was a spiritual weapon quality, it would not burn for a while and a half.

The material of the Douxian net is not even as good as the silk mesh of the silkworm moth, which can prevent swords, but it can't prevent innate fire burning.

Under the high temperature of the innate fire, the Douxian net was like a boiled river mussel, and finally couldn't bear it, so he immediately let go of the entangled flying sword, and kept rolling and struggling, trying to shake off the innate fire.

At this moment, a mana left by Senior Brother Zhuji in the Douxian Net played a role, and Senior Brother, who was thousands of miles away, felt that the spiritual weapon was facing destruction, and immediately roared angrily, "Yun Yuhe, what are you doing with my spiritual weapon?"

Then he beckoned, and the Douxian net in the ring was inducted, and he immediately flew into the sky, leaving the ring and flying back to his master.

Qing Zhou knew that this was a spiritual weapon, not an innate fire that would be able to refine it for a while and a half, so he would accept it when he saw it, and let the other party take it away.

The innate fire dispersed and reunited, and was crumpled into a fireball, hitting Yun Yuhe, burning his whole person into a fireball.

The fireball jumped up more than one person high, and the screams could not be heard, Qingzhou squinted, only to see Yun Yuhe holding up an umbrella, which was full of wind and rain, and released a fine rain and mist under the stimulation of mana, resisting the burning of the innate fire, but it was surrounded by purple and green double fires, and the rain and fog were eliminated every moment, and the umbrella was far from being replenished, just barely resisting.

Yun Yuhe, who was in the center of the flames, was sweating like rain by the high temperature, the rain and mist could block the flames, but it couldn't prevent the heat waves that hit layer by layer, through the defensive magic weapon, Yun Yuhe could also feel that his whole body was hot, and he would definitely die of dehydration in the long run.

"Okay, the night is long and dreamy, Senior Brother Yun, let's leave it at that. ”

Qingzhou smiled slightly and shook his hand at Yun Yuhe.

The next moment, Yun Yuhe felt that the heat in front of him disappeared, the air became cooler, and the flames that wrapped his whole body were gone, but when he looked up, he found that the flames were condensing into a large round fireball.

"Snakes dance. ”

The fireball exploded violently, and countless fire snakes showed their hideousness, drowning Yun Yuhe's whole body in the blink of an eye, leaving only his right hand holding the wind and rain umbrella high, but he never had a chance to launch this defensive magic weapon to save his life.

This proud son of heaven, who has been favored by thousands of people, only took half a breath to turn from a living person into a pile of ashes, and disappeared as soon as the wind blew.

"Be merciful. The old voice rang out.

But when it was too late, Qingzhou never hesitated, and in the blink of an eye, life and death were separated.

The Douxian net fell in the ring, the power of this magic weapon is extremely strong, and Qing Zhou is also very greedy, but now in the ring, everyone is watching, and it is not good to do something open, so he tied his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.

"You are so cruel, kill my grandchild. ”

An elderly monk rushed over, trembling with anger and glaring at Ilha Verde with red eyes.

The disciples watching the battle below began to discuss, "It's okay now, kill the little one, come the old one, Qingzhou is in big trouble." ”

"The bigger trouble is still to come, Yun Yuhe has the Yuanying Patriarch behind him, the Yuanying Patriarch of the Lingguan lineage, and he has already ordered five people, including him, as long as the foundation is successful, he is the registered disciple of the Yuanying Ancestor, and now he has been killed by Qingzhou, and at the same time offended the Yuanying Ancestor. ”

Everyone looked at the Yuanying Ancestor of the Lingguan lineage, and saw that he was old and couldn't seem to wake up, and they didn't notice that Yun Yuhe was killed in the ring.

"Maybe Yun Yuhe is not as important as imagined, if you are alive and there is still the possibility of growth, you will be a hundred dead people. ”

"But his grandfather is a foundation building monk, and his life is approaching, this kind of person is the most terrifying, and he may die with you at any time. ”

Old Monk Yun looked at the ring with a painful heart, that was his most promising offspring, he could have reached the peak of the immortal cultivation world step by step, but now he died halfway, he lost his beloved grandson, and also cut off all hope.

"This senior, I can't help but live and die in the ring, and I ask you to mourn. "Qingzhou is not afraid of him.

"You little brute, how vicious is your heart, what is my grandson's fault, you want to do this?"

"Senior, don't speak with a clear conscience, he made a fatal move just now, and even used a spiritual weapon, it was he who poisoned me. ”

"Good, good. Old Monk Yun was so angry that his beard trembled, and his wrinkled face was distorted with hatred.