"Haobo, don't move forward. ”

On the boat, Shui Yazi spoke again, the name of the Demon Primordial is notoriously unruly and capricious in the entire Heavens and Ten Thousand Races.

Cooperating with the Demon Primitive is to seek skin with the tiger, which has no lessons from the past.

"Hao Bo, this time and space is too weird, although Wan Dao is free, we can't control the enemy at all, which means that our strength is directly cut in half, and we have to guard against it. ”

King Ningguang spoke, after he broke through the Five Elements Peerless Domain, he entered this black sea and fell into the whirlpool of the ocean, and happened to be rescued by Qingyang Huan who passed by.

A hundred years ago, the name of Haobo of the human race was known to everyone in the Shanhai Continent, and this time he was fortunate to be rescued by Haobo, and he naturally did not want to see him in danger.

"Brother Qingyang, it's better to be careful. ”

The last young man of the Taoist clan, known as You Fangzi, he is as rich as jade, wearing a simple Taoist robe, and there is a warm breath flowing on his body, even if he speaks at this moment, it is also light.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the road ahead is dangerous, and you can bypass it if you can. ”

After a pause, Qingyang Huan said loudly.

At this moment, there were already ripples in his heart, and the blood and qi in the depths of his body began to surge, and every time this vision rose in his body, it was a time of danger ahead.

This is an early warning when danger comes, and the suppression of the five reincarnation gates in the spiritual world makes his spiritual will remain awake all the time, even if an opponent deliberately uses any secret treasure to cover up the heavenly opportunity, it will be infinitely weakened on him.

After all, in this heaven and earth, there are really not many ancient artifacts like the Reincarnation Gate, and there are not many such treasures to deal with him, and martial artists of the same level will not be qualified to use such an existence.

Obviously, the road ahead is dangerous, as for where the crisis comes from, he can't cut it off for a while, but Qingyang Huan is inclined to the crisis from the demon primordial.

Two-faced, capricious, such words are no longer enough to describe their cunning when used on the demons, because what the demons are doing is constantly refreshing the horizons of the heavens and all races.

"Haobo. ”

"Brother Qingyang. ”

......

The words fell, Qingyang Huan got up and disappeared into the thick mist, and after walking for a long time, he found that a small island appeared in front of him, and the land on the island was pitch black and full of ravines.

After arriving on the island, he stopped again.

The more anxious the Demon Primordial was, the less anxious he was.

Entering the island, Qingyang Huan found something strange, this island surrounded by divine mist, filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, but in his eyes, as far as his eyes could reach, the earth was bare, and there was not a single spiritual flower and grass.

Then he stopped, and the spiritual world rippled again, and the sense of urgency of the crisis began to haunt him again.

Boom!

At the moment when he was stunned, the divine mist that permeated the sky above the island was split by a bolt of lightning, like a ray of light that opened the heavens and the earth, illuminating the void.

This killing machine appeared just right and captured his mind.

Shout!

Almost instantly, Qingyang Huan's feet were like a storm, and he wanted to push back away, but at this moment, he saw that where there was still an island under his feet, it turned out to be a dark swamp like ink, absorbing his body.

Formation!

This is the use of the subtlety of the formation to change the heavens and the earth, manifesting an illusory island.

It was calculated.

Thousands of precautions, never thought that it would be calculated.

The lightning fell, and he could see clearly that it was a halberd, which fell from nothingness, but the aura that permeated the halberd was very unfamiliar to him, and he had never seen it before.

If it weren't for the demonic aura that overflowed from the mist in the distance, he really thought it was an accident.

It's a pity that even if this piece of heaven and earth imprisons ten thousand daos, it doesn't make ten thousand daos disappear completely, it just separates the mysteries of the dao law from the martial artist himself, it doesn't mean that the martial artist can't use ten thousand daos at all, it depends on the strength of the martial artist's own strength.

As a powerhouse who has reached the realm of the reincarnation battle king, he can naturally affect the ten thousand paths outside the body, and in the divine mist in the distance, the laws of the demon path are a little more active than those around it.

This slight fluctuation was caught by him.

Boom!

The next moment, he waved his hand and collided with the falling halberd, and suddenly a sound of gold and iron intertwined sounded, his body trembled, and the halberd spun and flew back upside down.

"What a strong body. ”

At the end of the cracked divine mist, a young warrior in iron clothes appeared, and the halberd in his hand trembled, emitting a humming sound.

Roar!

At his feet, a dragon's head, covered with fine black scales, let out a roar, and suddenly a storm sounded in Qingyang Huan's spiritual world, and the sound waves seemed to pierce his heart.

Dragon's head tengu.

This strange beast opened its mouth, Qingyang Huan recognized its heels, the descendants of the dragon clan and the Diting bloodline, are very rare in the entire heaven and earth, and the legend once had a dragon head dog roared, shattering a small clan world.

Beast Clan.

In an instant, Qing Yang Huan recognized who the martial artist who made the shot was sacred.

A race that was first destroyed by the Terrans in antiquity.

And the destruction of this group has a direct connection with his division, when there was a remnant of the Royal Beast Clan when the clan was wiped out, he was lucky to die, escaped into a different time and space, and inherited the current Royal Clan.

"Kill!"

At the moment when the dragon head tengu roared, the iron cloak had already launched another attack, and the halberd in his hand was swung again.

This time, the halberd bloomed with a brilliant golden light, accompanied by a golden glow, even if it couldn't control the laws of the Dao Law, but with the blood and qi accumulated by its own battle body, it still triggered a monstrous vision.

"Terrans, all deserve to die!"

In an instant, the royal iron cloak roared angrily, the sound was like thunder for nine days, and the surging blood qi was infused into the halberd, and the burst of blood and qi faintly emerged an ancient world of mountains and rivers, and countless figures on the desolate land were roaring with war beasts.

On the suspended heavens in the void, the majestic figure of the mountain stands, surrounding, overlooking all beings.

This is a terrifying blood-killing vision, and the Iron Cloak is extremely killing, making the void swaying in all directions.

This killing move is combined with the sound wave of the war beast dragon head Heavenly Dog under the seat, even if a martial artist of the same level is not dead, he will be half useless.

For an opponent like Qingyang Huan, he naturally won't keep his hand in the slightest.

Faced with this halberd, Qingyang Huan did not choose to back down, but directly greeted him.

He waved his fist, and the 120,000 blood Metaverse in his body contained an ancient chaotic aura, mixed with purple and gold blood qi of black light, like a misty glow, faintly emerging the phantom of a small world.

This is his innate Xuanhuang small world, which was condensed into his fist, and at the same time, in the phantom of the small world, the three majestic gods were even more vibrating.

Boom!

With this blow, Qingyang Huan faced the hard halberd, and the moment the fist wind and the weapon collided, it burst out with a dazzling divine light, and every spark that burst out was like a dazzling spark.

With the two of them as the center, the dazzling divine light drowned out a large area of nothingness.

Secretly, there was a hint of horror in the eyes of the Demon Primordial, if it weren't for the long years of ups and downs, he would have lost his temper a long time ago, and his flesh and blood body would have resisted the iron-clad divine soldier like this.

As strong as he was, he was also shocked when he saw such a scene, what such a physical body refining represented in this time and space where the Ten Thousand Dao Dao Fa was imprisoned outside the body can be imagined.

The Tao cannot be controlled, and the natural fight is the flesh.

Qing Yang Huan's battle body strength was obviously beyond his expectations, he saw that after the immeasurable light in the sky dissipated, the illusory world on Qing Yang Huan's fist was shattered, and a faint blood mark manifested, but after the blood qi was washed, the blood mark disappeared into invisibility.

Boom! Boom!

The next moment, Qingyang Huan stepped forward again, his fist was filled with purple gold divine light, and each blow conjured up the ancient Heavenly Dragon, Divine Phoenix, Vermilion Bird, Kunpeng and other divine shadows, to Sheng Yanggang, aimed at the Imperial Iron Suit and smashed down.

At the beginning, he fought with the three thousand Dao Broken True Spirits for more than a year, and refined his own unique fist technique, using the innate true spirit born in heaven and earth at the time of the ancient ignorance as the imprinted divine form, you can imagine the power of it.

"Hmm. ”

As soon as the third punch fell, the royal iron coat let out a muffled snort, the halberd in his hand trembled and hummed, and the figure kept retreating.

In his eyes, Qingyang Huan was flowing with purple gold divine light, and he turned into an ancient desolate beast, slamming into him, making his arm numb with every blow.

Rumble!

When he struck the ninth blow, the halberd he was holding in both hands could not be supported at all, the tiger's mouth cracked, and golden blood splattered out, flowing and dripping along the halberd.

Roar!

On the periphery of the battle circle, the dragon head tengu kept roaring, and seeing that the sound could not affect Qingyang Huan at all, he directly incarnated as the size of a mountain and bit towards Qingyang Huan.

"Hmph, where did the brute come from, dare to hurt my demon primitive friend. ”

At the moment when the dragon head Heavenly Dog turned into a small mountain and struck at Qingyang Huan, the distant void instantly collapsed, the monstrous demonic flames danced, and the violent and bloody aura turned into a river of blood and washed out.

Rumble!

In an instant, the river of blood swept through the sky and hit the body of the dragon-headed tengu.