Just when Ji Xuantu's thoughts were flashing in his heart, he felt a soft light flash through his heart.

This light was like a stream of water, and the moment it flashed from Ji Xuantu's heart, the cracked patterns in Ji Xuantu's heart instantly recovered.

Ji Xuantu's heart was overjoyed, at this moment, he had already thought of what was going on, and immediately raised his head and looked into the void.

But in the void, a golden giant hand was gently holding the fallen giant boat in his hand.

This golden giant hand is thousands of feet, and the golden light is flashing, so that when people see it, they can't help but have a heart of worship in their hearts.

This kind of worship is not surrender, but a kind of gratitude from the bottom of the heart, a kind of involuntary and willing to follow.

Even with Ji Xuantu's experience, at this moment, he didn't know what to call this feeling, but he knew one thing, that is, this feeling made it difficult for him to rise up the slightest resistance.

Even if this palm wants to kill himself, he won't resist, all he can do is quietly wait for the thunderous palm to come.

How could this be? Ji Xuantu's heart was full of questions, but he didn't know the answer to this question.

He looked down along the golden palm, and saw that under the golden palm, there was a treasure map, quietly blooming with golden light.

It is the golden light on the treasure map, which gathers into a golden hand. And in the middle of the treasure map, there was a Taoist with a faint smile on his face.

Fang Ling, who was dressed in green clothes, stood lightly on the treasure map, staring at the Qingyun Shenzhou that was held up by a giant hand.

The power of Qingyun Shenzhou. In the rapid descent, the Qingmang Dao Monarch and the Yan Yan Dao Monarch standing on the Qingyun Divine Boat. are able to clearly feel this decline.

And the reason for this decline is not just the increase in the power of the golden hand. The reason for this decline is that the monks who urged the Qingyun Shenzhou to urge the Qingyun Shenzhou, and the mana that urged the Qingyun Shenzhou was constantly decreasing.

Even some cultivators with low cultivation have weakened the mana of Qingyun Shenzhou to half of their own strength.

Yanyan Daojun glanced at those monks with an angry face, and just as he was about to speak, Qingmang Daojun had already taken advantage of it and said, "A little bit of the method of confusing the mind and the mind dare to show it here." It's ridiculous. ”

Qingmang Daojun's drink is not an ordinary cheer, in this drink, Qingmang Daojun has exerted a kind of magical power, called Turbidity World Qingyin!

This is the supernatural power he comprehended from the Great Dao Law under his control, and he specializes in breaking through the enchanting evil law. In order to deal with Fang Ling, this time Qingmang Daojun even urged the power of the Great Dao Law.

For Fang Ling, Qingmang Daojun could be described as extremely hateful, not just because Fang Ling killed his son. Even more because Fang Ling killed his Dao Monarch clone.

Although this kind of doppelganger did not have much loss to himself, Qingmang Daojun still hated Fang Ling in his bones.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent a huge amount of money to invite Yanyan Daojun over. Kill Fang Ling together.

It's a pity that the moment this turbid sound fell, those who were already fighting were gone. Qingmang Daojun's subordinates, who were all supported by instinct, became even more ugly one by one. The mana they urged had weakened to forty percent of what it used to be.

The Giant Boat. Being pushed into the void by Fang Ling's big hand thousands of feet away, Qingmang Daojun's face became extremely ugly.

His turbidity and clear voice not only did not work, but seemed to help Fang Ling, which made him lose face.

What's more, at this time, by his side, not only his subordinates, but also the outsider of Yanyan Daojun.

"Stand aside for now. Qingmang Daojun, who shouted angrily, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and cyan light converged on the Qingyun giant boat from all directions.

Qingyun Shenzhou, at this moment, no longer looks like a giant boat, but like a long sword, a long sword that pierces the heavens and the earth, towards the giant hand, stabbing down heavily.

Standing on the treasure map, Fang Ling in Tsing Yi didn't pay much attention to the sword light that came from the stab, and it could even be said that he didn't even raise his eyes to look at the cyan giant boat that stabbed him.

The golden palm rushed towards the cyan giant boat, and in an instant, the giant hand and the cyan giant boat collided together.

At the moment of the collision, a feeling suddenly rose in Qingmang Daojun's heart, that is, the power of the Qingyun Giant Boat that he urged had disappeared all at once.

And his desire to kill Fang Ling, at this moment, was actually reduced by fifty percent. How is this possible, my heart is full of killing intent for this kid, and now, why does this killing intent disappear from my mind.

This is not scientific, but this kind of thing did happen to me.

Qingmang Daojun, who was surprised in his heart, hadn't figured out what the situation was, and the Qingyun Shenzhou was beaten out by Fang Ling for hundreds of miles.

"Junior, although your demon method is weird, but today, I will also let you put your wings and can't escape!" Qingmang Daojun's heart burst out with anger, and he flew up from the Qingyun Divine Boat, and an extra cyan wooden stick appeared in his hand.

This wooden stick is three feet and three inches long, and the whole body does not seem to have any charms, but the lines of the lines are gathered in the wooden stick, and they are full of endless vitality. With Qingmang Daojun waving this wooden stick, the rolling blue light converged into a huge forest in the void.

This forest, overwhelming, countless plants, trees, flowers and vines, blooming in this forest, with the appearance of this picture, the surrounding void, the power of the avenue within a thousand miles, are all rejected by this picture.

Fang Ling felt that the power of Qingmang Daojun's blow was more than double the power of his Great Dao Law.

Double the strength, Fang Ling didn't pay attention to it, his Seven Spears of Heaven Splitting had already been cultivated into six shots, no matter which shot he used, he would be able to catch the attack of Qingmang Dao Jun.

However, Fang Ling did not take out his spear, but waved his hand towards the void and grabbed his Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Sword main sword into his hand, and then soared towards the wooden stick.

The attack of the Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Sword did not have too many moves to speak of, which made Qingmang Daojun's eyes full of a trace of sarcasm.

After all, he is a Dao Monarch who has just been achieved, and he doesn't have too many means. Compared with veteran Dao Jun like himself, there is a huge gap.

But just when the light in Qingmang Daojun's eyes had not completely dissipated, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart. This feeling made his fighting spirit weaken by three points again.

Losing three points of fighting spirit is equivalent to weakening three points of mana. (To be continued.) )

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