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Chapter 160 Mastering the universe, one thought turns into ashes!

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The wilderness is silent.

All the young masters of the foreign race were awe-inspiring, and one of them, a young man from the Spirit Race, was particularly good at sensing changes in spiritual energy to gain insight into the true state of cultivation. Under this sensing, his color suddenly changed.

"Open Heaven Realm!"

The delicate and jade-like face suddenly tensed up, and the pale golden eyes shrank violently. I never expected that it turned out to be a young human race powerful man.

How can it be!

The other young powerful aliens also stared. When did a young human race appear on the meteor? It stands to reason that they are not familiar with him. Could he be an outsider?

"The Wild Hunting Sect probably doesn't have a young and powerful person like you. We are all children of various races who are protected by Lumen City. This is a local dispute between our Luming Stars. Your rash intervention is probably against the rules."

The young God Clan venerable said in a deep voice, the Open Heaven Realm is different from the Earth Opening Realm. Even among the meteors, one can be considered a strong one. What’s more, he is so young and suspected of being a foreigner. He has to consider his origins and rashly make enemies.

If it is unwise, the other party will take the initiative to retreat, which is the best result.

"The saint with psychic powers from our ancestors is the master of this Luming Star," the young man from the Spirit Tribe who was the first to speak muttered, "If you don't interfere, you can be my guest in Luming City..."

The young man from the Spirit Race stopped when he said this. Although his tone was solemn, his eyes calmed down, and there was a hint of arrogance. He was a descendant of General Blood and the young lord of Lumen City. At only a young age, he had gathered half of his pride.

In terms of qualifications, he should be the first among a group of top-quality fighting souls to step into the holy forbidden realm with half a foot. Even an ordinary earth-leveling venerable is not afraid at all. He also believes that with his Luming City Saint

In the name of this person, many living ancient stars in this star field must weigh one or two.

Now, he has given enough face, and it depends on whether the other party is interested or not. No clan is monolithic, and there are no absolute friends. This is not a battlefield in the starry sky, but an infinite sea of ​​stars.

And as the young master of the Spirit Tribe of Lumen City finished speaking, many young and powerful foreigners also breathed a sigh of relief. Some looked at Liefeng with a joking expression. They could see that the young powerful man who appeared did not know him.

This offends the Lord of One Star, who is also a saint of reincarnation. The choice is obvious. There is no sympathy in the starry sky. It is a necessary understanding to judge the situation.

Taking a deep breath, Liefeng looked forward and said seriously: "Liefeng's life is nothing. Brothers practicing to this point shows their talent. If they become saints in the future, it will be our family's luck. Liefeng's luck, Liefeng only

I beg you, brother, to take my golden-haired wild ape away with you. If you don’t like it, please let it go free. Under the Nine Springs of Hunter Peak, I’m very grateful.”

At this moment, a strange color appeared in Su Qinian's eyes. After returning to the earth, he had a deep understanding in the past few years. Only when he returned to the vast starry sky did he truly develop a sense of belonging and understand the meaning of the word "ethnic group".

Sometimes, it is up to him to decide whether it is worth it or not.

So, Su Qinian spoke, his tone was calm and his breath was not obvious, but for some reason, all the young foreign masters felt inexplicably depressed and even a little stunned.

"Leave, or leave your life behind."

These few words, which sounded very ordinary, sent chills down the spines of all the foreign young people, as if they were stating an established fact, which was unquestionable and unquestionable.

Liefeng was also stunned. The battle blood in his body became more and more hot. He clenched his fists and hesitated to speak. In the end, he did not speak again.

This is the human race. There are ugliness in human nature, conflicts among forces, and intrigues in the world. But what grows in the body is still the same bones, and what is bred in the bones is still the same blood.

There is also a kind of soul, born in blood and bones...

"you!"

The young Spirit Tribe youth was embarrassed. The other party clearly ignored his words. This meant that he did not take him to heart at all. As the young city lord of Lumen City, he had encountered such humiliation before.

However, a powerful person, because he is young, may have just created the world, and there are not a few such powerful people in Lumen City.

Although he guessed that the other party might have an extraordinary origin, he was also a descendant of the general blood and the blood of the saint. When he thought of this, he looked at the three young earth-opening sages from the God Clan, the Immortal Clan, and the Monster Clan, and shouted: "Three of you, the four of us.

Join forces to kill this madman!"

The three young foreign sages looked at each other. Although they hesitated for a moment, they quickly nodded. If such a young and powerful human race was killed, it is unlikely that they would be favored by the luck of the clan.

boom!

The young venerable from the God Clan withdrew his spear as fast as lightning, and an astonishing energy rose up like a divine sun. It was a long sword, and its whole body was carved like glass and jade. It was extremely magnificent and brilliant. The most important thing was,

That energy made the void tremble, as if it was about to be pierced by an invisible edge.

"Heavenly Soldiers!"

Liefeng exclaimed, they were not bloodline heavenly soldiers in the ordinary sense, but powerful heavenly soldiers of the Open Heaven Realm. Once fully revived, they would be equivalent to half a soldier master taking action, and they would have the power to open up the world.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Immediately afterwards, the young city lord of Lumen City, and two other young sages from the demon clan and the immortal clan, all sacrificed a mouthful of heavenly weapons, and the weather machine surged like a torrent, and the void crackled in a radius of several miles.

It made a loud noise, almost bursting, and the terrifying pressure was like a piece of sky falling down, suppressing Su Qinian and the two of them.

"Mingguang sword! Condor sword! Immortal fire spear! Spirit sky axe!"

Liefeng's face became more and more ugly. These were the heavenly weapons that Liu Ming was famous for. None of their masters were under the top power, especially that spiritual sky ax, which was owned by a top powerhouse from the Luming City Spirit Clan.

, it is an uncle of the young city lord. Unexpectedly, he has such great love for him, even giving him this spiritual ax for self-defense. Perhaps his cultivation level is not enough to fully revive him, but he is an extremely powerful heavenly weapon, even if it is partially majestic.

, it is enough to severely damage ordinary powerful people, and ordinary top powerful people also have to temporarily avoid the edge.

"kill!"

Four killing sounds sounded almost at the same time. The four young men from the Spiritual Tribe were obviously well versed in the art of siege and killing, especially when faced with a young expert whose cultivation realm was above them. If they didn't take action, they would be thunderous.

one strike.

The four heavenly soldiers were activated and awakened from their slumber. The land within a radius of ten miles seemed like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. They were crushed by this air-opening machine. The void cracked and black cracks appeared, which were as hideous as spider webs.

Covering Su Qinian and the two of them.

Clang!

There is a brilliant sword light, as bright as the divine sun, illuminating the eight wastelands, and there is a cold sword that breathes in mysterious yin energy. Wherever it passes, the void barrier seems to be frozen, turning into ice powder and rustling down.

There was also a ray of spear light, and wherever it passed, the fairy fire was blazing white, as if it could sweep across the heaven and earth, and its trajectory was made from heaven, heading towards Su Qinian.

Finally, there is a crystal axe, which seems to isolate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and attracts the spiritual energy of the stars to accompany it. The image of the ax seems to have enveloped the entire heaven and earth, coming from all directions, and there is no way to avoid it. The void is chopped into pieces under this axe.

A crack was opened that was several miles long, with a radius of more than ten miles. The vegetation drooped, the earth cracked, and bottomless holes were opened.

The four heavenly soldiers were like a scene that destroyed the heaven and earth, making Liefeng's heart tremble. He had only seen this kind of power from a few supreme elders in the sect, and even in his mind, maybe even the supreme elder,

Faced with the resurgence of four heavenly soldiers, it is difficult to escape unscathed.

At this moment, Su Qinian was standing in front of him. No matter how powerful the four waves of Heavenly Soldier Qi were, he remained motionless. He didn't even raise the corner of his clothes. Standing behind him, Liefeng looked at his back and suddenly felt a strange tranquility.

, even his trembling mind seemed to be affected, and he quickly calmed down. In the dark, he actually had an illusion. Perhaps these four heavenly soldiers could not do anything to the same race in front of him.

Liefeng himself was startled by this thought, but then, his whole figure seemed to be frozen, every pore in his body was tense, especially his wide-eyed eyes, staring fixedly ahead.

.

Su Qinian raised a hand.

The movement seems extremely slow, and every trace can be clearly seen, but it seems to be faster than four heavenly soldiers.

Then, the palm of his hand was slowly held empty, and the four heavenly soldiers roared, and then slowly shrank, and finally fell into the palm of his hand, no more than an inch long.

All the swords, swords, blazing celestial fires, and auras all over the sky seemed to be contained in this palm, as if the universe was in its grasp.

What!

This scene simply went beyond the understanding of Hunter Peak and even the young and powerful foreigners. You must know that those were not just four random weapons, but four heavenly weapons, many of which were extremely powerful weapons. They were used like this.

A young man of his generation put his hand into the palm of his hand and disappeared. It was even more mythical than a legend.

"impossible!"

The young Eldar man showed an expression of disbelief, and beside him, the void twisted, and a middle-aged Eldar man with slightly white temples stepped out, his golden eyes showing an unprecedented solemn look.

"Uncle Nine!"

The young man from the Spirit Tribe was startled. Although he vaguely knew that he would be accompanied by a guardian when traveling, he did not expect that it would be Uncle Jiu. This is the ninth son of his grandfather, a top powerful man. It is said that he has strong combat power.

The ultimate power is approaching.

But at this moment, Uncle Jiu, who usually had high-cornered eyes, paid no attention to him. He just focused on the front, or in other words, stared at the palm raised by the young human being.

At this moment, the palms of the empty hands slowly loosened, and there were no four heavenly soldiers, only a little bit of fine dust, like blue smoke, scattered in the wind.

hiss!

The pupils of the middle-aged Eldar tribe shrank violently, and a group of young and powerful foreigners couldn't help but take a breath. What did they see? Four powerful heavenly soldiers, many of whom had extremely powerful weapons, were actually killed by the hand of this young human race.

Grind it into... powder.

"Walk!"

Without any hesitation, and without caring about anyone else, the spiritual master with slightly white temples pressed his nephew's shoulder with one hand, and the void behind him twisted, and he was about to retreat into it. (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu!)


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