Master Liyang's eyes flashed slightly as he stared at Qin Fengming, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
He had seen Qin Fengming's skills and knew that the young man in front of him could not be treated as a cultivator at the pinnacle of spirituality. But in his opinion, no matter how powerful the young man was, he was still a cultivator at the spiritual realm.
There is a big difference between monks, and the energy of heaven and earth that can be mobilized is completely different.
For the same secret technique, the power exerted by the two is completely different.
He did not believe that the young man in front of him would be so powerful that he could kill a powerful being in the middle stage of Xuanling with his own power.
At the same time, he knew that He Hongyi, who had signed a contract with him to become one with the immortal world, was a cautious and suspicious person by nature. No matter who he fought with, he would first think of an escape route before taking action.
His usual style is to stay away as soon as he sees something bad happening.
With his innate escape skills, even if he were in Qianlong Bay and the Xuanling Realm existed, he would never be able to escape.
Looking around, Master Liyang was convinced that the young man in front of him must carry a powerful being in the Xuanling realm, and he should be an existence in the middle stage of Xuanling or above.
If it were just those puppets in the middle stage of Xuanling, Liyang Zhenren would not believe that He Hongyi would be captured by the opponent.
He signed a special fairyland contract with He Hongyi. Although it does not mean that he will be fatally injured when one party dies, but if one party really dies, the other will be able to sense it immediately no matter how far away it is.
At this moment, there was nothing strange about Liyang Zhenren, so it was natural to be sure that He Hongyi had not died.
"Are you afraid? To tell you the truth, Qin is the only person here. If you want to have a fight with Qin and kill Qin, then you and I will leave Qianlong Bay and go to the sea outside to fight. Qin
I would like to see how powerful the late-stage Xuan Ling is."
Qin Fengming's eyes were deep as he looked at the powerful late-stage Xuanling existence, without any hint of fear on his expression.
"Hmph, it's so easy to escape. You've already escaped once, but this time, you can't even think of escaping safely again." A cold snort sounded, and a scorching light suddenly spread out from Liyang's body, and a ball of orange-red light filled the air.
, suddenly wrapped around his body.
This is not the first time that Mr. Liyang has dealt with Qin Fengming.
Naturally, he knew that the young monk in front of him had too many things to attack at once, so as soon as he came up, he used his defensive magical power.
This layer of orange-red light was not the first time Qin Fengming had seen Master Liyang use it.
When he was on the Chenhuang Palace Square, Liyang Zhenren had used it once.
After the fusion, Qing Yan's sword light touched this orange-red light group. It barely showed any power before being melted and resisted by the orange-red light group.
This thing is not an ordinary thing, but the poison sac of a mysterious dragon-shaped demon beast with the blood of Zhulong, which was cultivated by Liyang Master using a special sacrificial method to create a supernatural power similar to Qin Fengming Huanji's mysterious light.
This kind of light group is extremely powerful and has extremely terrifying corrosive power on the five elements.
In addition, Master Liyang added hundreds of various poisonous materials to it, making this light group, which he called the candle-eclipsed light, powerful and terrifying.
With this protective magic light guarding him, Master Liyang can be sure that no matter what means the young monk in front of him uses, he will never be able to break through his protection.
The magic light suddenly appeared, and Liyang Master's hands were already slapping out.
"Junior, today you will fall under my magical power of phantom sun."
A cold shout rang out, and two silver fist shadows suddenly appeared, and a sound of golden swords rumbled out. Like two thick silver lightnings, carrying heaven-shaking power, they suddenly shot towards Qin Fengming's body.
As soon as the silver fist flew out, it immediately expanded greatly, and the clanking sound became even louder.
In the wild flash of silver light, the two silver fist shadows suddenly transformed into a giant one dozens of feet tall.
In an instant, like two scorching suns, they appeared above the vast mist-filled sea.
The scorching sun suddenly appeared, and an extremely hot and terrifying aura suddenly swept out. In the aura, there were even sharp blades that seemed to be contained in it.
Above the sea that had just been freezing cold, the water suddenly boiled violently like hot magma.
Within a radius of several hundred feet, the fog disappeared, and the void became distorted, as if it wanted to burn the heavens and the earth.
Liyang Zhenren was astute and knew that the young man in front of him had many methods, including attacks that threatened the late Xuanling and peak beings. Therefore, as soon as he came up, he launched the powerful attack that he relied on most.
His mind is sharp and ruthless, which is not unrelated to his position.
You must know that Yiyang Zhenren's true body did not sacrifice a clone of him.
There are other clones wandering in the spiritual world at the moment. As long as one clone advances to the Mahayana, its main body will put away the other clones and cultivate the Mahayana clone with all its strength.
The more monk clones, the better.
The more advanced one's cultivation is, the more one can realize that some mysterious aura of heaven surrounding the monk will be separated by the clone.
And this kind of separation, the higher the cultivation level of the clone, the more separation there is.
What is that strange aura that is hard to touch and does not know what it is? Even the existence of Mahayana is difficult to explain, and there is no specific name to describe it.
But any Mahayana being will feel it.
It is precisely because of this that although any monk knows the benefits of clones, when it comes to Mahayana, not everyone practices clones. At least not the same level of Mahayana clones.
Liyang Zhenren is the clone most likely to advance to the Mahayana, so he naturally knows this.
Therefore, he is always careful, thinks carefully about everything he does, and will not act rashly. But once he does something, he will go all out.
Ever since he saw Qin Fengming's methods, he had regarded the young man in front of him as a person of the same level. Therefore, as soon as he made a move, he would go all out and not give Qin Fengming any chance.
"If you want to kill your young master, you can't do it without just taking action."
Qin Fengming did not show any fear when he suddenly saw the dignified late-stage Xuan Ling master, regardless of his status and status as his favorite, directly attack him as a mere cultivator of theosophy.
He snorted coldly, and the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword, which he had already grasped tightly in his hand, had already appeared before Liyang Zhenren's two silver fist shadows, and started to dance.
At the same time, two green lights flashed out, shooting out before the thick multicolored sword blades.
The green light flashed, and as soon as it flew away, it immediately expanded.
In an instant, two blue hurricanes with a thickness of twenty feet suddenly appeared. The hurricane was green, carrying a supreme power that could destroy the world. It was like a terrifying hurricane blown from the netherworld, and it quickly swept towards the two.
Boxing shadow.
The hurricane roared, and the aura contained in it made people's consciousness just touch it a little, and they felt the emergence of a sense of annihilation that would shock even the soul.
It was as if there was an extremely deep ghostland within the hurricane, which could cause the monks involved in it to fall to death, with their vitality extinguished and their souls shattered.
The Sun Devouring Talisman, from its name, is enough to know where its main power comes from.
A powerful existence that can swallow up all the essence and yang, how could its power be any worse?
Qin Fengming, who had sacrificed the Sun-Eating Talisman, did not stop. The long sword in his right hand danced rapidly, and hundreds of sword blades suddenly shot out. In an instant, a huge sword lotus made of dozens of sword blades appeared, overwhelming the sky.
Like, it enveloped the real person in Liyang and went away.
