Incomparably terrifying energy swept across the world, and everyone looked at Xun Rong Qi Zun with shock.
At this moment, Xun Rong Qi Zun seems not to be a human being, but an ancient demon god roaring in the heaven and earth, with a power that shakes the heaven and the earth.
Especially the huge phantom of the bull demon that appeared behind Xun Rong. Although the phantom was only ten feet high, when it appeared, it seemed that the world was too small and the whole world could not accommodate him.
It was a terrifying aura that no one could describe. It was eternal, ancient, wild, and devastating...
That ancient unparalleled demonic power is probably incomparable to even the most terrifying demon king in the world.
Boom!
Zhang Qingrong was directly hit by a hammer, and his figure flew out of Qianbao Mountain like a cannonball, streaking across the sky, and finally turned into a black spot, almost invisible to the naked eye.
The terrifying power tide generated by the violent collision swept across the entire Qianbao Mountain, overwhelming the sky.
Fortunately, there is a mountain protection formation in Qianbao Mountain, otherwise the Purple God Peak might be directly torn apart by a hammer.
In the square, some of the people watching the battle could not resist the aftermath of the energy tide, and were directly thrown away. Fortunately, all the elders who came to Qianbao Palace for pilgrimage came, and under the protection of the elders, there were no casualties. Otherwise, those people
The young monk would probably be shocked to death in an instant.
After a long time, a black dot flew back from the sky.
"What kind of hammering technique did you use?" Zhang Qingrong's face was no longer calm at all, and Qizun Xunrong was a little shocked.
He could see that although Xun Rong's cultivation was unparalleled, he had gone far to the realm of great masters and was stronger than most great masters in the world. But compared with him, he was still a little behind.
However, the power that burst out in that moment made him a little frightened.
That hammer was so shocking that he couldn't understand that there was such an incredible hammer technique in the world.
Not only Zhang Qingrong was shocked, but the monks from all the sects also looked at Xun Rong in shock. Everyone could see that the hammer technique used by Xun Rong was absolutely earth-shattering. Not to mention anything else, the vast and ancient huge demonic shadow made many
People now feel a little palpitated, as if they have seen the legendary demon from ancient times.
"Niu Mo Huntian Hammer." Xun Rong said calmly.
Bull Demon Huntian Hammer?
Everyone was slightly stunned when they heard this. They had never heard of it. How could such a terrifying hammering technique be unknown?
Hua Yiran's eyes were thoughtful. The Bull Demon Huntian Hammer was probably the supreme magical power taught to him by his master. The supreme will contained in the ancient Bull Demon's appearance was somewhat similar to his Qinglian Sword Technique.
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Obviously, only the master can produce such a supreme and peerless magical power.
No wonder Xun Rong was still far away from becoming a saint, yet he dared to challenge Zhang Qingrong.
Zhang Qingrong came back to his senses, stared at Xun Rong with bright eyes, laughed loudly and said: "Okay, very good. You are qualified to be my opponent. It is not too late to defeat you first, and then challenge the undefeated Tianzun."
"Then you defeat me first. This place is not suitable for a fierce battle. How about going to the Nine Heavens?"
Xun Rong said calmly, their power is too strong. If they attack Qianbao Mountain, they will cause great damage to the surrounding environment.
"That's exactly what I meant."
Zhang Qingrong nodded, and his figure flew up to the sky in a flash, breaking through the clouds in an instant. The terrifying power emanating from his body shook away the clouds. The sun shone on the earth, and the sky was instantly clear.
Soon, the two of them fought from Qianbao Mountain into the Nine Heavens. The terrifying battle shook the earth and the ground could be felt shaking slightly even from a long distance away.
"What a terrifying power. How can a monk in the realm of the Great Master be so strong? Even a saint can only fight like this."
An elder of the Qin family in Nanhai looked at the sky with shocked eyes. The terrifying power made his heart tremble. Is that really the power of the elder level? He felt that if he came into contact with that power
, I am afraid that it will be blown to pieces in an instant.
We are both great masters, why is the gap so huge!
"Zhang Qingrong was once the number one person on the mainland's honor list. It's easy to imagine how strong he is. It can't be judged by conventional methods. Let alone you, even if I get involved in such a battle, I'm afraid I will die."
The quasi-sage ancestor of the Qin family in Nanhai lamented that the great master is stronger than the quasi-sage, which really makes them, the quasi-sages, extremely ashamed.
But there are a group of peerless monsters in the world who have such incredible abilities.
The Grand Master of the Qin Family in Nanhai gasped after hearing this. His quasi-sage ancestor was so powerful that he did not dare to get involved in the battle between the two Grand Masters. It was simply unbelievable.
Qin Sipei, the eldest daughter of the Nanhai Qin family who came with the elders of the clan, was dumbfounded and said in surprise: "The quasi-sage ancestors are no match for them, aren't those two great ones comparable to saints!"
Originally, in her mind, the quasi-sage ancestor was the most powerful existence in the world, and it had always been her greatest pride. Only the legendary saint could surpass her quasi-sage ancestor.
However, now there are two great masters who are stronger than her quasi-sage ancestors, which has completely subverted her three views and makes her unable to accept it.
"Silly boy, no matter how powerful the Great Lord is, he cannot be compared to the Saint. The Saint is the king of all living beings, the supreme being who controls the laws. At the level of the Saint, it is no longer a simple competition of strength. Not to mention the Great Lord, even the Heavenly Lord
Only by holding the holy weapon of rules can we barely compete with the saint."
The ancestor of the Qin family smiled and touched Qin Sipei's head. He liked this smart and talented junior very much.
The royal family, the Imperial Master Family, the Dragon Tooth Sect...
Everyone looked at the sky with their mouths agape. An ordinary great master in the Thousand Treasures Palace was actually so strong that he could compete with Zhang Qingrong. This Thousand Treasures Palace must be too scary. Where did it come from and why did it suddenly happen?
Suddenly he appeared in War Spear City.
boom!
A loud noise resounded throughout the world.
Zhang Qingrong's figure fell from the sky and hit Qianbao Mountain hard. If the Nine Dragons Imperial Formation hadn't been protecting the mountain at all times, he would have smashed through the mountain in an instant.
Xun Rong descended from the sky and came to the pile of rocks that Zhang Qingrong had smashed down. He pressed a sledgehammer on him and said calmly: "You are defeated!"
Zhang Qingrong's face was pale, and he struggled to climb out of the pile of rocks, his eyes full of confusion.
He lost!
He failed!
He never thought that his coming to Qianbao Palace would result in this.
He had ever thought that he would be defeated at the hands of the invincible goddess, and that all his splendor would fade away and fade away.
But he never thought that he would be defeated by a master who specializes in refining weapons in Qianbao Palace. Such a result is really funny and ridiculous.
He doesn't care too much about victory or defeat. He has fought all his life and fought countless heroes in the world. He has long understood the truth that there is no one who is always undefeated in the world, it's just that the time has not come yet.
What he really cares about is that so far, he has not broken through the final shackles.
There was silence in the square.
No one expected that it was Zhang Qingrong who was defeated.
And so fast.
A once undefeated myth was actually defeated by the master of weapon refining in Qianbao Palace.
Zhang Qingrong climbed out of the rubble, without saying a word, with his head slightly lowered, and silently walked down the mountain, leaving only a sad and desperate figure behind.
Everyone knows that after this battle, there will be no Zhang Qingrong in the world.
Because in order to break through the shackles, Zhang Qingrong has devoted his whole life to the battle. Failure will mean destruction.
I'm afraid it won't be long before he passes away.
"Owner."
Hua Yiran looked at Xi Qianye pleadingly, his eyes full of unbearability and regret. Zhang Qingrong was a young man he had watched grow up. His temperament, will, and moral character were not bad. Except for his stubborn temper, he was quite good at everything else.
Let him appreciate it.
He knew that if there was anyone in the world who could save Zhang Qingrong, only his master had this ability.
He, the so-called sage of medicine, was completely powerless.