Knowing that Gu Qing was physically invincible, how could the Holy Son of Feathers dare to engage in hand-to-hand combat with Gu Qing? As a god-incarnation monk, he mobilized the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, turned into a terrifying sword light and violently killed Gu Qing, while he himself had long been hiding in the distance.
, not daring to get close to Gu Qing.
"Ha ha."
A sad and ferocious laugh sounded in the mouth of Holy Son Huayu. He channeled the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the runes in his hands flashed, turning into various killing techniques, and swatted towards Gu Qing.
"Gu Qing, I am a monk who transforms into gods. I can borrow the power of heaven and earth. You are a little mortal, how can you be my opponent?" Holy Son Huayu roared loudly.
"Destroy the sky!"
Tear apart the space and rebel against Qing Ming.
This is the Heaven-Destroying Style. It is Gu Qing's method and his own Tao. It condenses ten thousand runes and takes the first step unprecedented in ancient and modern times. This method and Tao bloom in this world.
Buzz!
Tearing apart the space barrier and disrupting the changes in time and space, Gu Qing held a halberd in one hand and instantly appeared ten feet away from the Holy Son of the Feather. A bloody halberd, like the blood light at dawn, brought out the power to tear the space and violently charged towards him.
The Holy Son of Transformation Yu stabbed his throat.
Space seemed to be stagnant and time seemed to be frozen. This blow that reversed the chaos of time and space, although it was only half a breath, was so terrifying that it made Holy Son Hua Yu feel heartbroken.
boom!
The shrill crane roared, and a vision emerged. Behind Holy Son Huayu, a white crane fluttered its wings, bringing up a stream of light and taking Holy Son Huayu into the distance. This was the way for Holy Son Huayu to save his life, and it was also the way for Holy Son Huayu to save his life.
The secrets of the clan.
"Die to me."
"Destroy the sky."
The demon roared and there were endless explosions. The halberd danced and pierced the sky.
Like the stars, like the universe, the ancient green body and halberd merged into one, turning into a light that split the sky, and violently killed the Holy Son Huayu.
Chila--
Blood flew out, the chest and abdomen were pierced, and the bloody euphorbia passed through the chest of Holy Son Huayu, staining the high sky with blood. The cranes screamed shrilly, and the blood light shrank. Holy Son Huayu escaped with blood and appeared in Guqing Qianzhang.
outside.
Blood kept spraying out from his chest, and Saint Son Hua Yu's face turned extremely pale. He looked at Gu Qing, who was thousands of feet away, and his face was extremely frightened.
Just a little bit, just a little bit. If I hadn't dodged quickly enough, the halberd just now would have definitely penetrated my heart and killed me on the spot.
Gu Qing's face is slightly pale. These two great killing techniques have overloaded the true energy in Gu Qing's body. The two great killing techniques are just prototypes and have not been perfected. As Gu Qing's cultivation deepens,
, these two types of killing techniques must be extremely terrifying.
The realm of transforming gods is the first step into the hall of powerful monks. It is already beyond ordinary monks. As an ordinary monk, Gu Qing was able to seriously injure the Holy Son of Huayu to such an extent. This shocked all the powerful people and looked at Gu Qing.
Qing's eyes flashed with a heavy look of fear.
"This son must not be kept!" the Tianfeng Clan leader said in a cold voice.
"That's right! The cultivation level of pregnancy is so terrifying. It is already invincible at the same level. If you step into the hall of strong monks, you will be comparable to the monks who have pregnancy." The Batian clan leader said solemnly.
"I didn't expect this king to see the battle of the counter-conquest today. This son's qualifications are comparable to those of the descendants of the ancient demon clan, but unfortunately he is surrounded by enemies from all directions. He is about to perish here." The Tianpeng clan leader sighed, obviously cherishing his talent.
meaning.
In the void arena, Saint Son of Transformation Yu kept breathing heavily. The life-and-death crisis just now left him frightened, and it could make the monks of Transformation have unstable breaths, which also surprised many people watching the battle.
"Gu Guqing, you can't kill me." Holy Son Huayu said with a slightly trembling voice.
Looking at the pale face of Holy Son Huayu, the devilish light surged in Gu Qing's eyes. He originally wanted to use his own methods and methods to kill this man, but unfortunately, he still failed. At this time, only the Immortal Soul can kill him.
People were killed.
As if the war drums of the Nine Heavens were beating, as if walking forward while bathing in the stars, Gu Qing held a halberd in one hand and stepped on the void, slowly walking towards the Holy Son of the Feather.
On the other hand, Holy Son Hua Yu had just suffered an almost fatal blow from Gu Qing, and he could be said to be afraid of Gu Qing. How could he let the opponent get close to him, and slowly retreated to keep a certain distance from Gu Qing.
This scene embarrassed the foreign powerful and made the human monks cheer. The monks from the Eighteen Cities of the Demon Lord waved the sky-high battle flags and shouted the name of the Demon Lord Gu Qing.
The saint sons of hundreds of tribes and the geniuses of the human race looked shocked, but they were extremely helpless. Gu Qing was worthy of the name of the Demon King. As an ordinary monk, he could actually force the saint son of Hua Yu to such an extent. Even if he was defeated, he would still be honored.
Yan.
In the void arena, two people became the focus. Holy Son Hua Yu felt the eyes of everyone, and he felt shame and anger in his heart, but he had to retreat. Gu Qing was close to kill, which was extremely terrifying. If he was allowed to get close, he would definitely die.
He absolutely didn't want to see the shame of letting ordinary monks rebel.
"Gu Qing, let's stop! You have defeated the Tianpeng Holy Son and helped the Jade Rabbit Clan win the top ten rankings. There is no need to fight." I have never experienced a life and death crisis. Faced with Gu Qing's tyranny, the Huayu Holy Son
exhorted.
Gu Qing paused suddenly. He chuckled and said, "Although you are a cultivator of god transformation, you may not be my opponent. I will suppress you today."
To dominate the world and have no past, this is the ambition of the devil.
Even if he faced the cultivator of the Transformation of God, who was the sixth-ranked Holy Son among the foreign races, how could Gu Qing be willing to settle for a draw if he had ambitions of being invincible?
It's enough without fighting.
Fight, fight until your blood boils!
Kill, kill till the earth is turned upside down!
Suppressing enemies from all directions and achieving the legend of counterattack, this is Gu Qing's immortal heart, and it is also his unstoppable path.
"Arrogant."
"Gu Qing, do you really think that I am afraid of you? It's just that neither you nor I can kill each other. If we continue fighting like this, there will be no result." Saint Son Hua Yu roared.
The conversation between the two was clearly heard by everyone. They agreed with Holy Son Huayu that Gu Qing was invincible physically and could suppress the monks who transformed themselves into gods in close combat, while Holy Son Huayu could borrow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to launch endless attacks on Gu Qing.
Both of them have their own strengths, so it's already a tie.
boom!
Surrounded by Canglong, the aura of chaos filled the air, Canglong Holy Son said calmly: "Both parties give up, this game is a draw."
The words of Holy Son Canglong are high and high. He is the number one Holy Son of the Hundred Tribes and can judge the victory or defeat of the geniuses. The Holy Sons of the Hundred Tribes dare not disobey.
It's a pity that Gu Qing is called the peerless demon king by the world, and his fierce power spreads to the holy realm. How can he listen to the words of the Canglong Holy Son?
"You're just a self-righteous waste. Do you really think you're a powerful person? How dare you point fingers at me?"
Gu Qing was extremely disdainful towards this kind of Canglong Holy Son who thought he was superior.
So what if the Holy Son of Canglong is a monk in the realm of separation? The soul-eating flag can explode him into blood mist in an instant. In this feast of hundreds of tribes, Gu Qing did not pay attention to the younger generation of the two tribes.
Here, the only thing he fears is the real strong men.
"Be bold!"
"you wanna die!"
The Holy Son of the White Tiger and the Holy Lady of the Heavenly Phoenix roared loudly. The Holy Son of the Canglong is the first Holy Son of the Hundred Clans, and the true master of the Hundred Clans in the future. Gu Qing's insults made everyone feel furious.
"Gu Qing, I wanted to accept you as a slave, but you have disappointed me so much." Saint Son Canglong showed a peerless murderous intention all over his body, and the power of separation caused the spiritual energy of the world to be disordered. Looking at Gu Qing's eyes, it was as if he was looking at
Pigs, dogs, livestock in general.
"Ha ha."
Gu Qing laughed wildly and said with the utmost disdain: "I have been in the Holy Realm for more than a year, and then I will be promoted to the realm of pregnancy. If you give me another year, I will kill you with the palm of my hand."
"Wow."
Hearing Gu Qing's arrogant words, people from the two tribes made a noise. Their eyes looked at Gu Qing, full of horror.
To be promoted from Anding to conceive in one year is simply a fantasy. Only the descendants of the legendary beasts can reach this level. This ancient Qing Yijie is a casual cultivator with no sect backing and no training resources.
How did he do it?
Canglong Holy Son sneered and said: "Gu Qing, it is useless to argue with each other. This Holy Son promises you that as long as you beat the other three great Holy Sons, I will give you a fair chance to fight. But now you,
Not to mention the three great saints, even if you are invincible against the transformed saint son in front of you, what qualifications do you have to challenge this saint?"
In response to the words of Holy Son Canglong, Gu Qing showed a strange smile. He stopped looking at Holy Son Canglong and continued walking towards Holy Son Huayu. Murderous intent surged in his eyes, and he had obviously made a decision.
"Gu Qing, since you want to die, this Holy Son will help you."
Holy Son Hua Yu had a ferocious face. Although Holy Son Canglong's words were true, they made him look embarrassed. Could it be that he couldn't even kill a monk in the Fetus Realm?
The vitality surges, white cranes cross the sky, runes and sword energy flicker all over the sky, and the body of the Feathered Saint Son blooms with a piercing white light. It is obvious that he is preparing a peerless killing technique, even if he suffers from the backlash, he will not hesitate.
Boom, boom, boom!
Under the lock of the terrifying energy of the Holy Son Hua Yu, Gu Qing's face was indifferent and there was no momentum at all. However, the world suddenly darkened, and an extremely oppressive atmosphere bloomed in this world.
Buzz!
The void shook, the vitality rioted, and the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged on Holy Son Huayu. The phantom of the white crane behind him bloomed with terrifying and violent energy, and the power was like tearing the sky and the earth, stirring the sky for hundreds of thousands of miles.
The sky is shaking, and the void arena is trembling. If the Soul-Calming Bell hadn't isolated this place, I'm afraid that all the mountains and rivers of a hundred thousand miles away would have been turned into ashes.
This is the pinnacle strike of the God Transformation monk, almost as powerful as the out-of-body monk.
Holy Son Huayu is also trying his best. If he can't kill Gu Qing today with his cultivation of becoming a god, how will he gain a foothold among the Holy Sons of Hundred Clans in the future?
At this time, Holy Son Huayu can only fight to the death with Gu Qing. This is a life and death situation. Either you die or I die. Holy Son Huayu has no way out.
Buzz!
The phantom of the white crane shone brightly, and the phantom of the white crane seemed to have condensed into substance. The roar of the crane resounded through the sky and the earth for hundreds of thousands of miles. When the wings spread, a terrifying wind blew, stirring the endless clouds in the sky.
The face of the Holy Son Hua Yu was stern and ferocious. He watched Gu Qing keep walking towards him, and the white light around him was extremely intense.
This time he did not retreat. The phantom of the white crane above his head emitted terrifying fluctuations. It was obvious that the peerless killing technique had been accomplished. He was fearless. He wanted to kill Gu Qing in one fell swoop and establish his reputation as the Holy Son of Feather.
"go to hell!"
The Holy Son of Transformation Feather roared shrilly and filled the sky with runes in his palms. The sound of the white crane split the sky and the earth, and he violently moved towards Gu Qing to kill him.