Chapter 588: Shot!
The void is silent, everyone is paying attention to the development of the situation, the majesty of the young master of the Lingyun Royal Department is not something that can be provoked by idle people, and no martial artist will be calm in the face of the royal department.
Not to mention the famous Lingyun Wangbu behind it, Ling Aojin alone, as the third young master of the royal department, the king's bloodline, his talent is also far beyond his peers.
"Hand over the luck of the war, and how to fuse the inheritance of the two kings' wars, in cutting off the relevant memories, the young master can still let you live for the sake of the same human race!"
On the Lingyun warship, the young warriors surrounding Ao Jin were eager to try, their eyes flashing with divine light, and the eyes that looked at Qingyang Huan were like looking at the stewed beast meat in the cooking ding.
As the heirs of the Supreme Marquis, a large part of the reason why they follow Ao Jin's side is also for themselves.
If you can get the support of an heir of the royal family, then you will have a great say in your tribe in the future, and you can even establish the qualifications of the next generation of heirs of your tribe.
That's why they can't wait to perform in front of Ling Aojin at this moment, maybe because of today's events, they will be favored by the young master of the Lingyun Wang's department.
One by one, the young people whispered, their eyes flashing with divine light, and they even wanted to make a move.
"Hand over the luck war, let you live!"
Ling Aojin's eyes flashed with light, and his heart was moved at this moment.
Born in the Dayu royal domain, he has been given unparalleled talent, and it has also brought more fierce competition, the royal domain has only one bunch, and the royal domain of Dayu has three royal departments, and the strongest inheritance is innumerable, and the Tianjiao hidden dragon is like a carp crossing the river, and it is even more difficult to compete for luck and war.
Seeing Qingyang Huan at this moment, the burning heat in my heart rose again.
"Bastard, what a big guts, Young Master Ao Jin will speak to you again, do you hear!"
A martial artist standing on the bow of the Lingyun Warship saw that Qingyang Huan did not have the slightest mental fluctuation, and immediately said coldly.
He was wrapped in a violent momentum, and his combat power broke through the upper level of the Half King in an instant, and a small world phantom floated behind him, more than sixty miles in a radius, as majestic as the earth.
However, between the opening and closing of his eyes, Qingyang Huan looked towards the martial artist who made a sound, and in an instant, the void hummed.
Burst!
Without the slightest warning, the young martial artist who had been cold before, his sky-soaring momentum was cut off at once, and the invisible force tore open the small world phantom behind him, and a blood-colored color sprinkled down, and his figure blasted out from the Lingyun warship!
What the!
Except for a few people who caught Qingyang Huan's move, the remaining martial artists just felt in a trance, and the inheritance martial artist of the Supreme Marquis Department who shouted earlier had already vomited blood and flew out, and the small world manifested behind him was directly torn apart and shattered.
It's so strong!
The combat power of the upper reaches of the Half King does not even have the ability to resist, and the phantom of the sixty-mile small world means that the talent of the heir of the Hou Department is not low.
When the warrior has come to the current state, when he casts the small world realm fetus, he will manifest the vision of the small world phantom, and the size of the vision of the small world phantom represents the world potential that the warrior can open up in the future.
Generally speaking, the small world vision produced by the warrior at the very beginning, can exceed thirty miles, it is already considered to have entered the house, and has a place in the great wilderness, and when the small world is cast in the future, there is a trace of vitality under the thunderstorm. As for the martial artists with a radius of less than thirty miles, the chances of being able to break through the Heavenly Tribulation are slim.
This martial artist opened up a vision of a sixty-mile small world, which is enough to show the strength of his talent, but even so, he does not have the slightest backhand power under Qingyang Huan's attack.
At this moment, even the old man Tianpeng on the side was vigilant in his heart, even if he wanted to suppress the young martial artist, he didn't have to make some effort.
"I respect you as the inheritor of luck, it is not easy to bring the flames of war across hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers here, it is really shameless!" But the matter has come to this point, there is absolutely no way back, the old man Tianpeng's eyes gradually became cold, but after he spoke, the momentum on his body began to fall silent, and many warriors inadvertently completely converged.
"You dare to make a move, Brother Yong!"
Compared to the old man Tianpeng, several figures on the Lingyun warship flew up and headed towards the young martial artist who was defeated by Qingyang Huan, and this blow shocked them.
"If you want to rob, you have to flaunt righteousness, you really want to be a bitch, and you have to set up an archway!"
What the!
Hearing Qingyang Huan's words, all directions were silent in an instant!
"Presumptuous!" "Bastard!"
Whether it was the old man Tianpeng or Ling Aojin, once upon a time, how could they have been humiliated like this, one was an old powerhouse who had left a great name after cultivating for a long time, and the other was a young martial artist with a strong talent of king blood, and no one dared to speak to them like this for a long time.
"You have succeeded in angering me, no one has dared to talk to me like this in these decades, and no one has dared to refuse to give me what I want!"
Ling Aojin's eyes burst out with a cold murderous intent, staring at Qing Yanghuan, as if he was going to annihilate him in the next moment.
"You're killing yourself!"
The old man Tianpeng also looked stagnant, with murderous intent in his eyes, although he valued Qingyang Huan, but it had not yet reached the level of incomparably fearful, even if Qingyang Huan was strong, now it was just a young eagle that did not open up, and he did not have the ability to change the world, not to mention that it still started from the end of the micro and had a young eagle protected by the strong clan.
At this moment, the same Qingyang Huan's eyes fell on the old man Tianpeng, now he has thought about it, walking on the land here, how can he not be contaminated with the slightest cause and effect, killing will never be avoided, and he can't say that he will start killing today.
For him, what he has always shot at is against the alien race, and it is he who underestimated the disputes within the human race, in fact, this is also the reason why he has not encountered it all along, in the face of the oppression of the alien races in the heavens, the contradictions of the human race itself have been infinitely compressed.
It is true that there is kindness in the heart, but kindness does not mean weakness, and others will fall into unwarranted resentment and revenge in the end.
"Why do you need Brother Ling to do it, we will suppress this madman for you, capture you and ask about the method of combining luck and war!"
At this moment, the two young martial artists who were still standing beside Ling Aojin spoke up, and surging blood qi appeared on their bodies, and two light blue small world phantoms manifested out.
The two of them are from a Hou Department called Leshan in the domain of Dayu Wang, and they are brothers of a generation of compatriots, named Lotte Ledi, the two brothers have the same heart since childhood, not only that, but the two are extremely talented, and they are all cast in the small world.
"Break his limbs, I want him to hear his screams, let him know how ignorant he is!" Ling Aojin snorted coldly.
"Brother Ling's order, how dare you disobey!"
The eyes of the two brothers burst out with cold light, and the momentum locked on Qingyang Huan in an instant, and there was a touch of pity in their eyes, they had some admiration for Qingyang Huan in their hearts, but it was a pity that after all, between heaven and earth, strength and strength were still used to dominate justice, and it was good to learn to be self-aware.
A light blue big brother appeared in each of the two brothers' hands, flowing with gurgling water waves, but at the moment when the two were about to make a move, Qingyang Huan moved first.
He stepped out in one step, but the target was the Nine Feathers Dapeng Bird.
Old man Tianpeng!
This is the first person here who has a murderous rush in his heart.
The old guy has lived for a long time, it can be said that he is cautious, and he does things without leaking, and even after Ling Aojin appeared, he hid himself again, such an old guy is slippery like a loach, and he is thoughtful, which is more difficult to deal with.
"How daring!"
Seeing Qingyang Huan attacking, the eyes of the old man Tianpeng, who had just regained his composure, ignited murder again.
Qing Yanghuan's words made him angry before, but he suppressed the anger in his heart, he has lived for so long, what kind of wind and waves have not been experienced, just based on Qing Yanghuan's words, how can he be blinded by anger.
Chirp!
The Nine Feathers Dapeng bird under the seat cried, and the sharp sound pierced the void, and a huge claw fell in the direction that Qingyang Huan stepped on, and the place where it passed cut through five dark abysses in mid-air, as if to catch the heavens and the earth.
As a descendant of the ancient divine beast Dapeng, although the Jiuling Dapeng Bird lives up to the glory of its ancestors, it is also the bloodline of the king beast, and it also has a foundation for becoming a king in the future.
At this moment, the huge Dapeng bird grabbed down, wanting to crush Qingyang Huan, this blow was even the hole imprisoned by the crystal world was caught, and the tyrannical aura was transmitted to the spiritual world of every martial artist.
"It's so strong, Tianpeng Claw, this is the ancient magic of the ancient divine beast Dapeng!"
"I didn't expect that the Dapeng bird under the seat of the old man Tianpeng would have such a deep origin!"
The martial artists in the crowd in the four directions retreated towards the rear one after another, especially Niu Zhentian's eyes opened and closed and burst with divine light, as an old opponent, he naturally knew the old man Tianpeng.
However, someone soon discovered that after Qingyang Huan stepped forward, he fell directly under Tianpeng's claws and did not move, as if he was imprisoned by a huge claw, but there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, and he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation!
Scareless!
The light of the eyes is too calm, and the calmness makes people feel terrible!
Boom!
With a sonorous sound, the huge Tianpeng claw fell, but it couldn't fall a bit!
Everyone saw that the Tianpeng claw was nailed to the void by a palm, and no matter how the Dapeng bird roared, the giant claw like Shenyue could not descend a single bit.
Not good!
The short stagnation abruptly made the old man Tianpeng feel a little wrong.
Boom!
With a soft sound, the purple gold divine light exploded, and no one had insight into what was going on, as strong as Niu Zhentian and Qian Hualuo and the others frowned.
Chirp!
The Dapeng bird screamed miserably, its voice was like crying, and its body as high as hundreds of zhang rolled and crashed towards the depths of the hole, and the blood and qi dripping from the abdomen, like the claws made of divine gold crumbling inch by inch, and spreading towards the whole body.
Rumble!
In an instant, a purple gold divine light flashed on the huge Dapeng Bird's body, a strange eye flashed away, and the Jiuling Dapeng Bird's whole body shattered, and blood and bones flew together.