This evil man is completely in despair, he just wants happiness now!
He shouted loudly: "Abba, Abba, Abba!"
Because he no longer had consciousness, his words could not be heard clearly.
But Qingyang is no longer interested.
He no longer cared about this evil man who was undoubtedly dead. Instead, he came to Han Python and began to see if his injuries were intact: "How is the injury? Where is Luo Xin?"
The cold python is no longer in serious trouble now, because the immortal armor can withstand the heaviest attacks.
Although the immortal armor was destroyed now, luckily he survived: "Boss, I'm fine. Luo Xin is hiding in the formation arranged by boss Qian, so he should be fine too."
Hearing this, Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief. Although Luo Xin was indeed a bit annoying to him, this little kitten seemed to be very cute. Because of this ambivalence, he finally remembered that Luo Xin suddenly came out to ask for him. Let the little girl who is your fiancé.
However, when Qingyang turned his head again to look at the evil man who had turned into a tree, more questions appeared in Qingyang's heart.
He remembered that when he appeared, this man said, ‘There are real immortals in this world!’.
What does this sentence mean? If you are simply surprised by Qingyang's appearance, you should say: 'There are actually immortals in this world!'
If I hadn't over-analyzed it, there must be some other information in it.
"There are real immortals, so are there also fake immortals?"
Qingyang's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't plan to continue questioning this evil man, because he still had an evil king in his hands who knew more about things.
At this time, the martial arts clone who was outside Fengyun Mansion looked at Feixian Palace and then started walking towards Feixian Palace.
Just when he himself caught the evil man, Qingyang had already sent out a communication talisman to notify Zhao Wuchen, making Zhao Wuchen think that he should go to Feixian Palace, and he would question the evil king again based on the existing information.
In a secret room of Feixian Palace, Qingyang's martial arts clone and Zhao Wuchen met.
"Senior Brother, your avatar's strength has improved very quickly. It has already reached the sixth level of Yuan Power. The avatars of my second junior brother and I have only just reached the fifth level of Yuan Power."
Zhao Wuchen was surprised that Qingyang's martial arts clone could improve so quickly, but he just said it casually, because the main thing this time was not to discuss the feasibility of the martial arts clone: "Elder brother, then I will activate the Wind King Barrier. Oh. Are you sure you have a way to pry open that guy's mouth?"
"I'm not too sure, but I noticed something strange, but I'm just not sure yet."
Qingyang frowned, and it was not until the Wind King's barrier was opened that he slowly changed his role, transforming his face that was full of doubts into a look of confidence.
"Hey, have there been any changes recently?"
As soon as Qingyang entered the Wind King's barrier, he looked at the Evil King like an old friend, but this look was more mocking than friendly.
"Kill me!"
The Evil King's attitude is still the same as before. There is no intact skin on his body. The Wind King's barrier has almost destroyed everything about him, and he can no longer even maintain the Evil King's cultivation level.
And these days, he has endured tremendous torture, both mentally and physically.
Because it has been a long time since he was caught by Qingyang, the power of the Wind King's barrier is getting stronger day by day, and his mental pressure is getting stronger day by day.
"I'm very happy to see you in this state, but I don't know if you can maintain your current attitude after seeing this."
Qingyang raised his hand and threw it, and a round object was thrown to the ground.
When the Evil King saw this round thing, his expression finally changed. Although his skin was almost completely damaged, his eyes could not deceive, so the Evil King's panic could not escape Qingyang's eyes.
Qingyang knew that his method worked.
Then he said casually: "How does the Immortal Evil Feather compare to me, the god of martial arts?"
Qingyang's words were like a heavy blow that directly destroyed the evil king's mind.
His eyes began to look a little dazed, and then he laughed almost maniacally: "Haha! What if I become a Yuanxian with a mere martial arts body? My evil way has already begun to turn into an immortal evil, how can you compare with us!
A mere dregs of immortality!"
really!
Qingyang's eyes immediately lit up after hearing these words, and he immediately began to follow the memory of his body and said: "Even if you use the captured immortal roots to release spells, it will be nothing more than that. The evil will be destroyed by me in the end."
"That's nonsense!" The Evil King was angry. This was the first time in a long time that he had been so angry.
But Qingyang will definitely not give up when he gets an advantage. Instead, he laughs exaggeratedly with an expression that is completely inconsistent with his usual character: "I killed all the people who were resurrected by Thunder Fury, even the coffin of the Tree of Life."
If you are also charged by me, what else can you do?"
"Haha, I, the five hundred and eighty true kings of the evil path, just killed Lord Lei Zhiwu. But I actually fell into your trap. I'm afraid you don't know what Yuan Xian is and what Immortal Evil is. Haha."
Having said this, the evil king stopped talking, because he had seen through Qingyang's performance, so there was no need to continue.
Although he wanted to create some false news to confuse the public, the torture he had suffered all along had already made him a little confused. It was a fluke that he could see through Qingyang's plan.
"That's fine."
Qingyang sighed, but it was not without gains. Although these gains turned into new puzzles, Qingyang at least knew that there were 580 black and white tombs in the Immortal King battlefield. This was a very useful
message.
At least we have some objective understanding of the enemy's top power.
In this way, the junior brothers and sisters of his Feixian Sect must be at least 580 true kings.
This is a serious challenge.
Qingyang looked at the evil king who was already a little distracted. The evil king's eyes had begun to collapse. Although this guy had never succeeded in committing suicide, after the crazy laughter just like a flashback, his spirit and body had come to an end.
Alright.
"Kill him. Although he is an enemy, he is indeed respectable."
Qingyang's martial arts clone left the Wind King's barrier and quickly ran towards Fengyun Mansion.
Because at this time, everything in Fengyun Mansion was over.
The evil man's life was all transformed into the purest power of heaven and earth and scattered in Fengyun Mansion. He himself was exhausted and died.
In this battle, Han Python was the biggest beneficiary. Originally, he and Heishui were both at the peak of sainthood, but now that Han Python has absorbed the pure power transformed by this evil man, his strength has greatly increased.
Now Han Miao is only one step away from enlightenment and should be able to break through to the realm of the Great Sage.
It's just that Qingyang has never been in contact with the great master of martial arts, so he can't give any advice. He can only let Han Mang slowly understand.
And Luo Xin, who was hiding in the main hall of Fengyun Mansion, actually got a blessing in disguise and was directly promoted to the seventh level of Yuanli without knowing it.
If her understanding hadn't been enough, she might have become a saint directly.
Qingyang's martial arts clone also came here at this time, and because Qingyang had observed various power formulas of the saint's Yuanli before, he also had a high level of understanding of the saint's power.
Therefore, Han Mang and Luo Xin did not absorb all the power and directly achieved the saintly realm of martial arts clones!
Qingyang himself had already left here, but Qingyang's martial arts clone entered the Fengyun Mansion hall with a playful expression. He wanted to see what Luo Xin, a little girl, would do after seeing him become a saint.