Qin Wentian saw that Jiang Ziyu was ignoring him, and the power of the Immortal Platform surged around him. He raised his hand and grabbed it towards the void, across the space, and the big palm print crashed down directly, hitting Jiang Ziyu.
He knew that Jiang Ziyu must know what he was doing. Sure enough, at the moment when the big palm print came, Jiang Ziyu raised his hand and struck. His arm was filled with brilliant armor runes, penetrating everything, and a terrifying attack like a stream of light was faint.
It turned into a spear and hit Qin Wentian's palm print. In an instant, the palm print exploded in the void. Jiang Ziyu didn't even frown, but still understood.
"Jiang Ziyu is so strong." Nanhuang Shengge said after seeing this scene. The Jiang clan is one of the three major clans in the southern part of the fairyland. It has the smallest population and is the most mysterious, but its combat effectiveness is very strong. Like the Nanhuang clan, the Jiang clan
The lineage also has its own inheritance. This Jiang Ziyu is probably one of the most outstanding figures of this generation of the Jiang lineage when he comes out to walk in the southern part of the Immortal Realm.
Qin Wentian sensed Jiang Ziyu's domineering power and was able to confirm at this moment that Jiang Ziyu was probably a fifth-level king-level Immortal who was perfect and an extremely outstanding Immortal figure. Such a person would not be considered among this generation of Nanhuang Saints.
Among the girls, only Nanhuang Yunxi can compete with him. It is difficult for other saints to defeat him.
This means that if the Nanhuang family wants not to be suppressed by Jiang Ziyu in this generation, it is even more important for Nanhuang Yunxi to inherit the ancestral land and become a inheritance saint.
The power of Xiantai bloomed, and Qin Wentian's body was filled with tyrannical fighting spirit. It was not that easy for Jiang Ziyu to join forces with Nanhuang Qingruo to inherit the ancestral land.
The hand of God appeared, and Fang Tian's painted halberd appeared in Qin Wentian's hand. He suddenly struck out with a critical strike. The Fang Tian's painted halberd instantly swelled and was extremely huge. It spanned the distance of space and killed with extremely terrifying destructive power.
Jiang Ziyu.
A terrifying fairy light appeared on Jiang Ziyu's body. His arms were like magic weapons, and his whole body was filled with the light of armor. He raised his hand and struck out with a strike. A huge silver-white spear appeared and collided with Fang Tian's painted halberd, making a roaring sound.
, the spear continued to shatter, but the power of Fang Tian's painted halberd also continued to weaken. When it hit Jiang Ziyu's arm, it was like hitting a divine weapon. There was a loud bang, Fang Tian's painted halberd exploded, and Jiang Ziyu's arm was damaged.
Than the Immortal Soldier.
At this moment, Jiang Ziyu opened his eyes and glanced towards Qin Wentian. His eyes were terrifying, as if he could see through everything, and he stared at Qin Wentian. There was a look of disdain in his eyes.
"Boom." An astonishing power bloomed from Jiang Ziyu. He was clad in brilliant armor and possessed a peerless sharp aura. With his immortal power, he was like the king of immortals.
A terrifying force gathered in the void. Jiang Ziyu raised his hand, and a huge vortex appeared, turning into a peerless sharp spear. He stabbed out with one shot, ignoring the distance in space, and struck Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian
Tian looked solemn. The battle with Jiang Ziyu would be his biggest challenge in the Nanhuang ancestral land. This man was not an ordinary person.
With violent power, the hand of God smoothed everything, and collided with the opponent's spear, using force to break the force. Jiang Ziyu's spear was really as fast as lightning, and it could pierce dozens of extremely powerful spears in one flash, and it only took an instant.
, the entire void was buried by the light of his spear, Qin Wentian's body became huge, blocking Nanhuang Yunxi behind him from being disturbed by the battle, his divine hand released endless power, striking out like an overwhelming mountain, with some
A powerful force that causes the earth to collapse.
"Roar." A shocking roar came out, and a huge phantom wearing armor appeared behind Jiang Ziyu. This phantom was a white tiger, a white tiger king, with shocking power and killing the world.
The Great White Tiger Demon is the God of Killing, symbolizing killing.
Jiang Ziyu swept the world with his long spear. When each shot was fired, the white tiger roared furiously, murderous intent spread across the heaven and earth, and was terrifying. A huge white tiger phantom seemed to be rushing towards him, its power was shocking.
Qin Wentian's battle did not stop at all. The Immortal Platform in his body evolved, and an extremely ferocious Zhenhuan demon appeared in his halberd technique. The Zhenhuan and the white tiger collided, making a shocking roar. Both of them were
The big evil monster, the white tiger, symbolizes killing. The big monster Zhenhuan can kill the real dragon and eat it when defeated. It is a terrible evil monster in the legend.
The spears and halberds collided, and the white tiger fought against the real beast. For a moment, there was a vague feeling of the earth falling apart. When they fought, they did not forget to protect the people behind them. Nanhuang Qingruo remained undisturbed by Nanhuang Yunxi, and continued to concentrate on comprehending the sycamore leaves, going up
Go.
"These two are so strong." Nanhuang Shengge secretly thought. She looked at the fight between the two of them. Their fighting power was much stronger than hers, and their strength was terrifying.
One is a genius from the Jiang family, and the other is a genius who rose up in the Ancient Emperor's City. The two of them have something in common. They both have won the first place on the Immortal Ranking of the Ancient Emperor's City, and they are both unparalleled figures in combat power.
"Nanhuang Yunxi is about to catch up with Nanhuang Qingruo." Nanhuang Shengge looked at the two saints. Qin Wentian didn't need to win. He only needed to be undefeated and let Jiang Ziyu flawlessly comprehend the sycamore leaves. Nanhuang Yunxi would
win.
Of course, since Jiang Ziyu and Nanhuang Qingruo have set foot in the ancestral land together, they will never let Qin Wentian and Nanhuang Yunxi succeed easily.
"Boom." Sure enough, at this moment, a terrifying light burst out from Jiang Ziyu's body. The armor on his body seemed to be broken and recast, and the whole body seemed to be intertwined with indestructible runes and seals. They were immortal runes.
Containing terrifying power, when Jiang Ziyu attacked again, those immortal talismans descended. This wonderful talisman fell from the sky and blasted towards Qin Wentian along with the attack. Each talisman was supreme power, suppressing and killing.
, the whole sky and earth are empty.
These talismans are like mysterious ancient characters, which contain the rules of the great road and the most rational attacks. There seems to be a sound of Buddha lingering between heaven and earth, like the sound of the great road.
At this moment, Qin Wentian seemed to be enveloped by infinite attack power, with nowhere to hide. Jiang Ziyu's attack was too overbearing and fierce.
Qin Wentian's whole body was filled with a strange light, like ancient runes, all over his body. His body was like an immortal body, crystal clear and flawless.
His divine hand exuded a heaven-shattering power and peerless demonic aura. The power of the perfect Holy Immortal Platform in his body shrouded his body. He roared and the chaos swallowed the sky, swallowing up all the infinite attacking power. He lifted
Attacking with his hands, Zhenhu killed everything, and the roc wreaked havoc on the world. At this moment, the power of destruction collided crazily between the two of them, and the entire void began to tremble unsteadily. The power was too overbearing and violent.
Jiang Ziyu's expression was as calm as ever. His eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. They were extremely deep. There was a roar, as if a fairy tower was blooming. Jiang Ziyu's fairy tower appeared suspended in the air, and many strange phenomena suddenly appeared around him. This was a nearly perfect fairy tower.
, this immortal platform is actually an ancient Buddha, an immortal ancient Buddha, an ancient platinum Buddha. In an instant, the light of the Buddha illuminates the heaven and earth, containing great power.
"The Buddha is not a good Buddha. The Jiang family practices Buddhism, but it is not a good kind." Qin Wentian thought secretly in his heart. This ancient Buddha seems peaceful, but it is extremely powerful and dangerous. He has a faint desire to kill, and seems to want to kill to prove the way.
"Boom." The light shone brightly, and the ancient seal turned into a huge and boundless palm print, crushing the world and hitting Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian's immortal power blossomed to the extreme, and a fairy platform appeared. It was also a flawless fairy platform, suspended in the sky, flowing with fairy light. This was a human-shaped fairy tower, and the fairy light enveloped this space, truly flawless.
"Boom!" On the Immortal Platform, the light of destruction was released, and it also had the power to suppress the heaven and earth. It turned into a strange phenomenon in the Immortal Platform. The light spread all over the heaven and the earth, destroying all the seal attacks that came.
In the void, the destructive power remained, and the two fought evenly.
Jiang Ziyu's eyes gradually became less calm. On the contrary, Qin Wentian's expression was indifferent. Nanhuang Yunxi surpassed Nanhuang Qingruo and moved up step by step. Jiang Ziyu did not interfere. The position of inheritance saint was Nanhuang Yunxi's.
The giant Buddha evolved into a picture of the evil white tiger. When Jiang Ziyu raised his hand to attack, the white tiger was even more terrifying. It was like an ancient Buddha's mount, with infinite killing power. Qin Wentian looked as usual, and a statue appeared on the perfect holy platform.
The extremely terrifying Zhen Jian rushed out like crazy. Qin Wentian was huge and unmoving. No matter how Jiang Ziyu attacked, he could not make him take a step back.
"Boom." A burst of bright light burst out, and Jiang Ziyu's body disappeared directly on the spot, crossed the void, and instantly landed in front of Qin Wentian. It was so fast that no one could react, and a white tiger killing god came down.
, showing an invincible killing power, destroying everything, such a sudden and overwhelming attack force is simply impossible to resist.
Qin Wentian's Immortal Platform bloomed with endless light, destroying Fang Tian's painted halberd and a terrifying monster suddenly arrived, suppressing in front of his body, destroying everything, the terrifying light of destruction flowed, Qin Wentian's divine hand stretched out
, borrowing the power of the Immortal Platform to strike out with unparalleled power, the great demon runs rampant and destroys the world.
With a loud bang, Jiang Ziyu's body disappeared and was knocked back to the original place. His eyes were staring at Qin Wentian, extremely cold, colder than weapons.
"Almost no one can build a perfect Immortal Platform at the first level. And your divine hand is the unique power of the ancient emperor. You have many secrets. Any secret can cause a catastrophe." Jiang Ziyu stared at it.
Qin Wentian said, those eyes contained the light of wisdom and seemed to be able to see through Qin Wentian.
"How can an ordinary person create your fifth-level Immortal King? Your magical powers are also super powerful. Don't you have secrets in your body?" Qin Wentian stared at the other party and responded.
"I, a descendant of the Jiang family, are walking in the Immortal Realm, but how many people dare to touch me?" Jiang Ziyu stared at Qin Wentiandao. The ancient Jiang family is obviously not comparable to the Thousand Transformations Emperor. The foundation is too deep, even if the Dongsheng Immortal Sect is in Jiang
In his eyes, I'm afraid it's nothing.
"What do you want to say?" Qin Wentian asked.
"I won't argue about the inheritance of my ancestral land. I want to invite you to my Jiang family as a guest. I wonder if you are willing?" Jiang Ziyu stared at Qin Wentian and said.