"The Crouching Tiger Arhat has come to hundreds of tribes, and all tribes welcome him."
The three Tianyuan great masters slowly stood up, and the three of them came hand in hand towards the Fuhu Arhat.
Facing the three Tianyuan powerful men, Fuhu Luohan showed no sign of awe even though he was only in the calamity transformation realm. In Mount Sumeru, the Tianyuan monks were only the backbone of the fighting force, and he would not be allowed to face the three alien powerful men.
Give gifts to the younger generation.
"Uncle Putuo is my son of the Buddha of Mount Sumeru. Hundreds of tribes have just been born, but they are holding the son of the temple hostage. Can you give me an explanation from Mount Sumeru?" Fuhu Arhat asked in a rough voice.
"Fellow Taoist, please don't worry. The Holy Girl of the Jade Rabbit Tribe was bewitched by the descendant of the Great Demon, which is why this happened. When the feast of the Hundred Clans is over, the life and death of the descendant of the Great Demon will be decided by fellow Taoists." A Tianyuan monk had a kind face.
, said slowly.
The ancient tribes had no intention of invading the Buddhist realm in the West. This was because the Great Thunder Sound Temple on Mount Xumi was terrifying. Compared with the ancient tribes, they were both one of the strongest in the world. As the saying goes, when two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. They
It’s not like he offended the Great Thunder Sound Temple of Mount Xumi for the sake of an ancient youth.
"Gu Qing? Is that the Gu Qing who killed my Senior Brother Jianglong?" Fuhu Arhat murmured, his whole body filled with violent aura, and he turned to look at the void arena.
In the void arena, Gu Qing's expression was indifferent, but his heart became heavier and heavier. Things were more complicated than he imagined. The weakest among the powerful powers of the hundred tribes was the fetus realm, and there were three Tianyuan monks. And as expected, the Great Thunder Sound Temple came
Even though this person's cultivation level cannot be seen, he is definitely no worse than that Arhat who subdued the dragon.
His only means was to use thousands of soul-eating flags. At this time, Gu Qing didn't know whether these tens of millions of soul-eating flags could really withstand these powerful powers.
Gu Qing was worried in his heart. Even if the demon's finger bones were not shattered, he was afraid that it would be useless against these hundred powerful men and three Tianyuan monks.
Although the Thousands of Soul-Eating Banners are a taboo secret method in the Immortal-Eating Scripture, compared with the Great Demon's Finger Bone, it is difficult to distinguish which one is stronger and which one is weaker. Gu Qing can only pray that the Thousands of Soul-Eating Flags can deter everyone.
Let yourself escape.
As for killing the people of the two tribes, absorbing the blood soul essence, increasing his own cultivation, and breaking into the realm of gods as soon as possible, Gu Qing had to carefully consider that if the tens of thousands of soul-eating flags completely exploded, he would definitely be backlashed, and the powerful
Whether the killer can be killed is still unknown, which puts Gu Qing in a dilemma and feeling a little heavy.
"Ha ha."
Holy Son Huayu laughed loudly and said: "Gu Qing, you dare to participate in the feast of hundreds of tribes, I admire your courage very much. Unfortunately, your courage is stupid in my eyes."
"Go to hell!"
The Holy Son of Feather roared loudly, and he stepped back a hundred feet. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth moved with him. An illusory light appeared in the sky. A white crane phantom flapped its wings and screamed. The endless vitality condensed into shape. When the white crane spread its wings, it brought a rain of swords all over the sky.
, violently shooting towards Gu Qing.
This is the power of the monks who transform themselves into gods, and it is also the great killing technique of the Yuyu tribe. It is endless. Wherever the sword rain passes, the mountains and rivers turn into ashes, and the heaven and earth are annihilated.
Facing the killing technique of the Holy Son of Feather, Gu Qing knew that he was surrounded by powerful enemies and needed to fight quickly. The only way to preserve his strength was to preserve his strength.
"Immortal Devouring Halberd."
Like a demon roaring, like a mountain and river collapsing, the void space in the ancient demon essence blood in the belly of the golden ant is opened, and a bloody halberd appears in the eyes of the world. The bloody halberd body blooms with endless violence, and the terrifying murderous aura rushes straight into the sky.
Buzz!
The halberd was rolling, and the ancient green demonic light was lingering. He held the halberd in his hand, like a ferocious demon, like a god of murder, and violently killed towards the Holy Son of Huayu.
His flesh body tore through the void, bringing with it monstrous fire. A bloody halberd danced with him, and the sword rain in the sky exploded into light. The chaotic demon body shone brightly. He moved forward in the sword rain in the sky, although his pace was slow, but he moved forward inexorably.
Such a terrifying scene made the people of the two tribes fall silent. They believed that when they were in the realm of pregnancy, they definitely did not have the terrifying power of Gu Qing to fight against the monks who transformed themselves into gods.
"Gu Qing, even though you are invincible physically, this Holy Son is a cultivator who wants to cross a great realm to kill me. How can you be my opponent?" Holy Son Hua Yu roared loudly, looking at Gu Qing's figure,
There was a deadly murderous intent in his eyes.
The wind is surging and the waves are endless.
The phantom of the white crane spans across the sky, as if it is about to penetrate the sky. The runes all over the body of the Holy Son of Transformation are flashing, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth moves with him. The entire void arena is filled with endless sword light. This is the power of transforming gods, and it is also the power of heaven and earth.
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"The sword energy imprisoned and chopped off the physical body."
The Holy Son of Feather roared loudly, and the world suddenly contracted. The endless sword energy turned into a cage of sword rain, instantly covering Gu Qing. The endless sword energy tore through the void, bringing with it a vast killing power, and went crazy towards Gu Qing.
Kill Qing, this is the ultimate killing technique of the Huayu clan. Saint Son of Huayu has the intention to kill Gu Qing, and wants to kill his body and leave Gu Qing lying dead here.
Zhengzhengzheng!
The sword energy was like a mountain, suppressing Gu Qing, and the sword light in the sky completely covered Gu Qing's figure. The sound of the clashing of gold and iron continued to sound, proving that Gu Qing was in the prison of sword energy, suffering a terrifying killing.
Like smoke and clouds, sword energy criss-crossed, Gu Qing's figure completely disappeared from everyone's eyes.
"Hmph! You are trapped by this holy son's ultimate killing technique. Thousands of sword rays can tear apart mountains. Even if you are physically invincible, you will never escape death." Looking at the sword energy prison covering Gu Qing, he transformed into
Yu Shengzi said with a cruel expression.
"Gu Qing!"
Ji Luyu exclaimed, she stood up suddenly, a sad look appeared in her eyes, and was about to go to the void arena.
Ji Luyu's actions caused Yu Feitian's face to change, and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes. What is the relationship between Ji Luyu and this young man? He actually wanted to save this man despite the oppression of the powerful powers of hundreds of tribes?
"Gu Qing?"
Yu Feitian murmured, a flash of light flashed through his face, and then his face changed drastically, and a very familiar face appeared in his mind.
Ji Luyu and she were contemporaries nine hundred years ago, and Ji Luyu only loved one person in her life, and that was the Young Supreme nine hundred years ago. Unfortunately, that person was killed by his beloved and buried at the bottom of the cloud and mist cliff.
Ji Luyu also retreated into the path of immortal love.
"Ancient demon blood? Ancient green?"
Yu Feitian thought deeper and deeper, and a cold feeling rose in his heart. Could it be that this person was the enemy nine hundred years ago?
impossible!
People cannot be resurrected after death. This is an eternal truth and the biggest taboo. I personally saw Gu Qing being stabbed through the heart by Luo Miaoling's sword on the top of Yunwu Cliff. There was no way he could survive.
For all eternity, I have never heard of anyone being able to resurrect from the dead, even if they are powerful, or immortals and gods. When the end is approaching, they use the method of changing fate against the heavens, sealing their own memories, and entering the six paths of reincarnation.
, reincarnation, ups and downs in the world, just to step into the monk's hall again and return to the top.
But this method of defying heaven is also full of dangers. It will lead to a life of nine deaths. Countless gods and gods will die of old age in the world, their souls will be scattered, and they will never be reincarnated.
Suppressing the fearful thoughts in his heart, Yu Feitian was absolutely convinced that although the two had the same name, they could never be the same person.
What just makes Yu Feitian confused is whether there is an inexplicable relationship between Gu Qing, who received the inheritance of the great demon, and Gu Qing, who received the essence and blood of the ancient demon nine hundred years ago?
Why Ji Luyu cares so much about this person makes Yu Feitian a little confused.
"Great power of the human race, you are too presumptuous." The powerful power of hundreds of races roared in unison, and the vast power oppressed Ji Luyu's body, making Ji Luyu look pale and unable to sit back on the futon.
"Don't worry, he will be fine." Bai Buyi's face was solemn, and he spoke to Ji Luyu through a secret message.
Hearing Bai Buyi's words, Ji Luyu was startled and looked at Bai Buyi with a look of surprise. Could it be that he knew Gu Qing's true identity?
Feeling Ji Luyu's gaze, Bai Buyi nodded thoughtfully and slowly told Gu Qing's current situation.
In the sword qi prison, Gu Qing's face was ferocious, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent. It was not difficult to break through this sword qi prison, but it was a bit difficult to kill the god-transforming monks, unless he stepped into the legendary Nine Forbidden Realm and transformed into a god.
The heaven-defying evildoer can kill the Holy Son of Feather in an instant.
Gu Qing can feel that his combat power is already in the Eight Forbidden Realm, otherwise it would be impossible to kill the half-step god. The Nine Forbidden Realm is mysterious and unpredictable, and he can't find the direction at all. If he wants to step into this mysterious realm,
I'm afraid it won't be possible in the short term.
Although he can't find a way to enter the Nine Forbidden Realm, Gu Qing is not without a way to kill the god-transforming monks. The immortal soul has engraved the power of thousands of thunders, and it has been forged to be indestructible. As long as he is given a chance, he will definitely be able to kill him.
The Holy Son of Feather was killed here.
Bang bang bang bang--
suddenly!
Like thunder exploding in the sky, like a scorching sun blooming, endless black fire emerged around Gu Qing's body, the prison of sword energy suddenly collapsed, and eight black suns appeared in the void, five of which shone brightly.
Eight stars flashed on Gu Qing's forehead, and his aura climbed to its peak.
The Nine Flame Seal is an unparalleled offensive technique in the world. It instantly increases Gu Qing's combat power by five times. Gu Qing can definitely feel that as long as he takes a step forward, he will definitely be able to enter the Nine Forbidden Realm. However, this one step difference
However, they were separated by a huge chasm, which made him sigh helplessly.
The Golden Crow screamed, and the demonic fire burned the sky. Gu Qing suppressed the loss in his heart, and with the five shadows of the ancient Golden Crow, he violently killed the Holy Son of the Feather.
Eight days passed across the sky, the golden crow spread its wings, and the sky-burning demonic fire filled the sky, making Gu Qing look like a monster. Unrivaled power bloomed around him, and the endless demonic light shattered thousands of miles of smoke and clouds.
He holds a halberd in one hand, and his violent energy runs through Xiaohan. His energy is locked on the Holy Son of Feather, and he wants to use the ultimate killing technique to kill this man here.
Gu Qing broke through the prison of sword energy, which shocked the people of the two tribes. They thought that Gu Qing was about to die here, but unexpectedly, under the attack of the cultivator of the Transformation of God, this person not only cracked this killing technique, but also
With such power, he wanted to kill Holy Son Huayu.
In the ancient battlefield, the human monks were trapped on one side and had become prisoners. Looking at the scene in the void arena, they clenched their fists, hoping that Gu Qing could break the taboo and kill the Holy Son of Feather here.
Although Gu Qing is not fighting on behalf of the human race, after all, Gu Qing is a human race, which makes the monks in the Holy Domain think that Gu Qing is one of their own, completely forgetting their previous contemptuous attitude towards Gu Qing.
In the void arena.
The Holy Son of Huayu looked embarrassed. He looked at the figure of Gu Qing approaching him and retreated quickly. He did not expect that his ultimate killing technique did not kill Gu Qing here. His fear of Gu Qing once again