Wudu's face turned green and red at this moment, especially when he used all his strength to cast Xi'ah, but was actually broken by Qin Xuan's seal.
This made Wu Du feel extremely humiliated, "How dare you be so arrogant as a god! I just want to see how many moves you can block me!"
Before the sound even fell, he had already condensed his secrets.
Another fifth-grade spiritual art, the white mist rolled up and turned into a sea, crushing towards Qin Xuan.
Unlike before, this white mist was not misty at all. Instead, every wisp was extremely heavy, as if it were weighing down the mountains.
"This is the Wu Family's Mingkong Demon Suppression Technique!" Someone exclaimed. This Mingkong Demon Suppression Technique is very famous in the Middle Earth. It was created by an old man from the Wu family today. He once suppressed a demon in the Great Wilderness Mountains.
The Demon King of Hedao, relying on the fifth-grade spiritual skills, suppressed Hedao.
The white mist is like a river pouring down from the sky, and it reaches your eyes.
Qin Xuan carried the young man Zhu Wen in his hand and entered the white mist alone. In front of him, the body-protecting essence kept trembling, and even cracks appeared.
Qin Xuan entered the long river of white mist and smiled faintly.
He let go of Zhu Wen and shouted softly: "Da Jin'er!"
Dajin'er flew out from Qin Xuan's shoulder and caught Zhu Wen as big as a grain of rice. Then, Qin Xuan's body shook.
Bahuang's battle body was fully opened, and there were nine dragon patterns on his fists. He was like a man driving a long river, bombarding forward.
The fist fell into the white mist, as if it were hitting a mountain.
Boom boom boom...
A series of violent roars sounded, like rolling thunder.
There was a bright light in Qin Xuan's eyes, as if one person had blazed a trail.
He almost smashed the white mist away for tens of meters. There was still a vast white mist in front of him, and the road opened behind him was also shrouded in white mist.
"I think that if you become a god, you can also break my Wu family's spiritual secret, it's just a wishful thinking!"
In the air, Wudu smiled, feeling Qin Xuan trapped in the white mist, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.
With the Mingkong Demon Suppression Technique, as long as his mana continues, the white mist will be endless, and can even confuse perception. It was during this process that the Great Demon of Hedao was forcefully exhausted and died by his ancestor of the Wu Family.
In the white mist, Qin Xuan seemed to have noticed it, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"It's just a spiritual secret. Don't say it's white mist trapping me, Qin Changqing. It's the Tianhe River in the immortal world. How can it stop me?"
His voice rang out in the white mist, and suddenly, he stepped on his feet.
Fight with nine moves and conquer everything!
With one step, this white mist was almost penetrated by him. A huge pit suddenly appeared on the ground of Tianzhu City. The surrounding buildings, even the Tianzhu Tower, instantly collapsed under this terrifying crack. The white mist surrounded
, a ruins emerged.
Many monks looked at this horrific scene with horrified expressions on their faces. A land with a radius of ten feet was transformed into ruins, and Qin Xuan was still in the Mingkong Demon Suppression Art.
In the white mist, Qin Xuan used the power of his step to soar into the sky like a mad dragon.
He squeezed the void with both fists, and his blood turned into a giant hammer, hitting his head.
A roar!
It was as if a hammer from heaven had fallen into the river, and the force of the hammer almost shattered the entire white mist.
Fight against the Nine Styles to Hammer the Sky!
Qin Xuan's eyes were stern, and he took the first direct look at Wu Du, who had an expression of disbelief in the sky, and smiled faintly, "I didn't look for you, a member of the Wu family, but instead brought about my own destruction."
Before Wudu could get angry, Qin Xuan rushed towards Wudu like a rainbow.
In an instant, he was close to the foggy crossing, and there were whirlpools in his eyes, as deep as the starry sky, as if he could see through everything in the world.
When Wu Du was about to condense the secret, Qin Xuan had already taken action. His palm was like a blade, slashing at Wu Du's body-protecting essence.
Daojun's middle-grade protective essence is like paper in Qin Xuan's palm sword. If you look carefully, you can find that Qin Xuan's palm has dense blood lines. These blood lines are similar to
The Bahuang war pattern is different, it seems more like a restriction. Under this restriction, Qin Xuan's palms are extremely sharp.
This palm went towards Wudu Ningjue's hands.
Wu Du was horrified in his heart, regardless of his spiritual skills and Dao Lord's pride. In an instant, with a thought, a shield, like scales, appeared in front of him, blocking Qin Xuan's palm.
Under this palm, the runes on Qin Xuan's palm filled the air, roaring with the scale shield, and there were huge waves in the void, as if two mountains were colliding and the void was about to be destroyed.
Wu Du only felt as if his mind was hit by a sledgehammer. The counter-shock force from this fifth-grade magic weapon was really terrifying, as if this palm could almost cut this fifth-grade shield into two pieces.
Wudu retreated. He couldn't care less about his face at this moment. Qin Xuan's body was too powerful, but he was not a practitioner of both magic and body. In a close combat, he was naturally at a disadvantage.
Before he could retreat, Qin Xuan seemed to see through Wu Du's actions. He stepped forward faster than Wu Du's reaction, and punched the big shield with a punch. There were strange runes on his fist, and a
The punch struck down, and the formation patterns on the fifth-grade shield seemed to collapse, as if they were destroyed by the punch.
"This is..." The ancestor of the Zhu family was in the distance, Qin Xuan's attack, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
The reason why magic weapons are magic weapons is because of the extraordinary materials and the smelting formation, which gives them all kinds of powers.
The formation patterns on the magic weapon are extremely strong. Under normal circumstances, as long as the magic weapon itself is not broken, the magic weapon formation patterns are almost impossible to destroy, but now, the formation patterns on the Xuanming Scale Shield are in danger of being smashed apart.
This is absolutely impossible and too unbelievable, as if Qin Xuan's fists are enough to break formations and techniques.
The ancestor of the Zhu family looked at Qin Xuan. The mirror was almost magnified many times. He saw the runes on Qin Xuan's fists. But what made the ancestor of the Zhu family look confused was that he didn't know at all. It was just his intuition that he could create formation patterns.
The almost scattered power is related to the runes on Qin Xuan's fist.
While the ancestor of the Zhu family was shocked, Qin Xuan had already attacked like a violent storm.
He fought with fists and kicks, and every punch and every kick struck almost at the weak point of the magic weapon, sealing Wu Du's retreat.
If Wudu didn't stop to block him, he would have to bear Qin Xuan's attack with his body.
At this moment, Wudu almost felt miserable. He could only hold on with difficulty, and even the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
The counter-shock force on the Xuanming Scale Shield was so terrifying that every time he felt like he was being hit by a mountain, how could this kind of power be possessed by a monk in the Transformation of God Realm?
The surrounding monks were even more stunned. Looking at the mist that was like a sandbag in the air, their minds went blank.
The Taoist Master who fought in the realm of transformation and returned to the void was so devastated. Is it possible that the Moyun Star has already been in the sky for ten days?
At this moment, the formation patterns on the Xuanming Scale Shield finally dissipated, and the light dimmed. Even though the material was extraordinary, there was no magic weapon light left.
A fifth-grade magic weapon was destroyed by Qin Xuan's fist. Even before Wudu could react, he suddenly realized that he could no longer control the Xuanming Scale Shield.
Qin Xuanruo was a god of war with cold eyes. He wrapped his fist under the eight desolate war patterns and strange runes, and directly shattered Wudu's body-protecting essence, and landed on Wudu's chest.
With so much magic power, at this moment, Wudu could only do this to defend against Qin Xuan's punch.
boom!
With one punch, Wu Du almost spurted out blood and retreated two thousand meters. He was like a meteor, passing by the building below him.
Qin Xuan did not pursue him this time. He watched Wudu spurting blood in the distance, and the restraint on his fist quietly dissipated.
He patted his waist, and the Xuanguang Dragon-Slaying Gourd appeared in the air.
"I'm just a Dao Lord, but I want to vent my anger on the Wu family and regain some face. Unfortunately... you guys underestimate me, Qin Changqing. The Wu family, and I, Qin Changqing, never take it seriously.
middle."
"Your Wu family dare not kill me, Qin Changqing, but I, Qin Changqing, will kill your Taoist Master of the Wu family, and your Wu family..."
"So what?"
Qin Xuan slowly spoke out, and his magic power entered the mysterious light to kill the dragon gourd, and his face was full of pain.
"die!"
With one word, the mysterious light shook the sky, like splitting the heaven and the earth!