Chapter three hundred and seventh fierce collision
"Cheng Jinghe!"
Lu Shaoyou roared, with a ferocious smile on his face. Murderous intent was flying in the sky, and the fine black gold stones around him were turned into powder by the murderous intent.
"Finally, I met you!" Lu Shaoyou's face was full of murderous intent, his white robe was swaying, and the folding fan in his hand exploded into powder, flying all over the sky.
Boom - Lu Shaoyou flew up, bringing with him a shocking momentum.
"The Holy Son of Tianchi of Yanwu Tribe, Senior Brother Cheng Jing and Cheng, I wonder why you are here this time?" Hua Xiangrong smiled sweetly, like a gorgeous fairy, her skin was like cream, her shoulders were like shaved off, and she was dressed in pink gauze.
The skirt looks even more charming.
"Hua Xiangrong, put away your inferior charm skills. This kind of thing has no effect on me." Cheng Jinghe said indifferently, and he patted the gorgeous robe gently.
"With my current cultivation level, let alone you two, even if you guys from Jinghua Shuiyue Palace come here in person, I am sure that I can fight them, let alone you two middle-class saints."
"I would like to advise you that it is best to recognize the facts clearly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."
As he spoke, as if to demonstrate, Cheng Jinghe's body shook slightly, and a huge momentum suddenly burst out, rushing straight towards the bullfight. Looking from a distance, it seemed as if it was a majestic and huge pillar of sky, supporting a sky!
The Saint Son and True Disciple-level figures who were thousands of miles away were all shocked. They couldn't help but raise their heads and looked at the majestic and majestic momentum in the sky with shocked faces.
"This! Which Holy Son is this? His aura is so powerful, and the mana in his body is almost endless. This must be at least the peak of the third heaven of the Mystic Realm of Supernatural Powers to burst out!"
"No, this should be a strong man at the peak of the fourth level of supernatural power, or even a half-step to the unparalleled Holy Son of the fifth level of supernatural power!"
"Which one could this be? Zou Jiaxiong of the Dayan Sect, Muye Cangmang of the Taishi Sect, Xiao Yichen of the Great Sage King Sect, the four geniuses of the Yanwu Clan, or someone else?" Some monks looked shocked.
He looked worriedly at the sky pillar and said in shock.
"I don't know. It's not possible to accurately judge based on this momentum alone. But since this strong man dares to show his strength, he must have some background. It's better for us to avoid provoking him less!"
"That's right, retreat quickly!"
"Walk!"
Immediately, within a radius of thousands of miles, countless escaping lights rose into the sky and fled one after another.
In the distance, a sloppy Taoist priest was looking at a few people from the Loose Cultivator Alliance with a drunken face. At this moment, a powerful momentum penetrated the heaven and the earth, almost stretching the entire world. The drunken face of the sloppy Taoist priest suddenly changed.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly stood up and said to the people behind him: "Quickly retreat, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time!"
"Qingyu, is it possible that with your cultivation level, you are still afraid of a monk who is at the fourth level of spiritual power?" The beautiful woman in palace clothes in the arms of the sloppy Taoist priest couldn't help but smile playfully and said coquettishly.
"It's not that I'm afraid of him, but I'm afraid that the war will start later, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to take care of you." The sloppy Taoist priest "Qingyu" couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, "My cultivation level is not yet
To fully recover, it is best not to fight with them, otherwise the gain will outweigh the loss by destroying the foundation of the road."
"I know, I listen to you." The beautiful woman in palace clothes wrinkled her little nose and then giggled.
..."Half-step prodigy at the fifth level!" Hua Xiangrong and Hua Lichen both looked pale. Even Hua Lichen, who had always been cold and ruthless, was a little distracted. You know, one of them is only at the middle stage of the third level of supernatural power.
, he was just in the early stage of the second level of supernatural power, and he was really far from the majestic man in front of him.
Not an opponent!
No match at all!
An indescribable and unexplained bitterness filled their hearts. They had tried their best to trick Lu Shaoyou, kill Yi Qiulian and Du Hao, and even use their strength to defeat the eight tyrannical people.
The incomparable Demon King, who knows that extreme happiness can bring about sorrow, before he had time to be happy, he encountered a murderous god.
"Hand over all the Taoist tools, scriptures, and elixirs you have with you, and I will spare the lives of you two." Cheng Jinghe is as powerful as a god at this moment, and his whole body is majestic, like the power of an ancient sacred mountain.
In the world, the power of the turbulent waves fluctuated around his body, and even the space was squeezed and slightly deformed. It was truly said that he could swallow everything, and he was invincible when he looked down.
"Junior sister, let's hand it over." Hua Lichen said with a bitter look on his face. His pretty face was full of tiredness, as if he was tired of it.
"Senior sister!" Hua Xiangrong was immediately worried. They had worked hard to achieve these things themselves, but now they have to become someone else's wedding dress. You can imagine the hatred in their hearts.
"Cheng Jinghe, I want you to swear the inner demon oath, otherwise we will never hand it over!" Hua Lichen looked tired, then glanced at Cheng Jinghe with sharp eyes, and the aura on his body suddenly became extremely fierce.
, it seems that if they disagree, they will both be destroyed.
"You have no choice." Cheng Jinghe said with an indifferent expression, "To hand over or not to hand over?"
"You!" Hua Xiangrong's face suddenly flashed with anger, and a trace of flush flashed across her beautiful face, "Cheng Jinghe, you are going too far!"
Cheng Jinghe stood domineeringly in the void, his robes all over his body rustling, his momentum almost shaking the sky and shaking down the stars. His eyes were sharp, his black silk threads danced wildly, and he glared at Hua Xiangrong.
Hua Xiangrong's face suddenly turned pale, and her chest felt as if she had been hit hard by a huge hammer!
"puff--"
A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and Hua Xiangrong's delicate body trembled. Just now, she clearly felt the man's majestic murderous intention towards her, and she was extremely horrified in her heart.
"I'll do it..." Hua Xiangrong said in despair.
However, at this moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded from the sky!
"Cheng Jinghe, come and die soon!"
Rumble--this huge roar covered countless sound waves, and the impact was like a dragon roaring, thunder thundering, and thousands of troops rushing over!
Boom - the whole sky seemed to be eclipsed at this moment, and everyone watching the battle from a distance immediately felt a hot breath blasting from the east, like a rolling sun rising slowly, carrying boundless power towards the scene.
Come and kill!
What kind of scene is this?
I saw a young man with a tall and straight body stepping from a distance. The aura on his body was hot and domineering, as if he was trying to smelt all things in the world. His majestic spirit shot straight into the sky, like an emperor stepping down from the throne.
The god who had been banished to the mortal world regained consciousness, and endless radiance shone behind him.
He walks like a dragon and a tiger, and every step he takes is followed by dragon-shaped magic power. Every step is a scene, and every step is a thousand miles away. He is coming at a very fast speed!
Cheng Jinghe frowned and felt a vast aura rushing toward him. It was ancient, vast, noble, domineering, to name a few, indescribable. A majestic energy and blood rose into the sky and came towards him.
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"You are, Lu Shaoyou!" The next moment, he suddenly frowned, and the murderous intent on his body rose directly into the sky. He looked up to the sky and roared. "Finally, let me touch you! Okay, let me join you today.