The stone spear penetrates the sky.

The trajectory is clearly visible.

The young master of the evil pit who had just gotten up in the distance spit out a mouthful of blood, screamed again, and retreated frantically.

He was extremely shocked to find that the terrible power burst out from this spear was far beyond his imagination.

That is no longer an ordinary category of power, but a true application of laws.

Although the young master of the evil pit did not face such a blow head-on, he just looked at Shi Ji and felt that he was about to be torn apart by an invisible murderous intent. The stone spear had a twisted and subtle force on it, and even his eyes could be twisted and confused. There was a very strange feeling. In front of such a stone spear, even a great saint-level powerful man who had penetrated the wonders of the law would feel like a wild beast with unintelligent intelligence facing the hunter's killing attack, unable to avoid it, and a dead end.

The expression of the jutsu emperor of Mushan also began to become a little serious.

He stood there, his body suddenly straightened up, and a divine light flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand and pointed it out from afar.

This finger seemed to contain ten thousand pounds of power, extremely slow. With the cultivation of the Mushan Quasi Emperor, it gave people a feeling of clumsy movements and difficult to fully convey, as if he had used all his strength to barely raise his fingers.

Take light as heavy.

boom!

A sound like a Huang Zhong Da Lu sounded.

I don't know where this sound comes from.

The jurist of Mushan slowed down with one finger. At the moment when he was about to be pierced, the fingertips of the index finger were tapped on the tip of the stone spear.

The stone spear containing the power of destruction suddenly paused slightly.

Then it turned into stone chips and powder silently and drifted in the waters.

The ancient ancestors who threw stone spears were then broken, and they also dissipated.

The ancestors of Shimao died.

One blow is useless.

"I was surprised that there was such a treasure in your hand." The light in the eyes of the quasi-emperor Mushan was as bright as the light of the stars.

This is a normal reaction to the hunting heart.

When his cultivation reaches his level, it seems that he has experienced hundreds of worldly disasters and cleansed his spirit. Therefore, now he must have a harmonious state of mind, returning to the essence, and expressing his joy and anger at will. His mind is as pure as a newborn baby, and he will never invade all evil.

He looked at the Yunding Copper Furnace and said, "Miaoji, with such a treasure in hand, I can allow you to take action again. What else can I do? Please come out."

"Please give me advice."

Ye Qingyu's face was neither sad nor happy, and he made a second move.

"I'll ask the ancestors to come to the dust."

With his loud shout, a sound like the sound of the ancient bells of gods and demons being ringed.

The cloud-ding copper furnace rotated drippingly, but its speed was getting slower and slower, as if it was under tremendous pressure, and one bell after another rang out.

Every time a bell sounds, a mysterious message flows into Ye Qingyu's mind.

A moment is like a long time.

Ye Qingyu entered a strange state of divineness and clarity, as if there was nothing outside of him and he forgot everything.

His body, which had reached the peak of flesh refining, had already reacted one step ahead of his thinking. With a roar, his body raised up like an ancient ancestor. He raised his hands and his white palms as white as jade pressed on the drooping edge of the copper furnace. His muscles suddenly bulged, as majestic as mountains. His two arms were like two vital energy channels, and the endless stream of great saint's vital energy was injected into the Yunding copper furnace.

The mysterious aura becomes more and more intense.

The hazy fairy aura in the copper furnace was ignited, like a mysterious and chaotic mist, covering Ye Qingyu. The lines on the first mural on it became clearer and clearer. As the divine beauty flowed, a sound of shouting and killing came from ancient times in the vast world.

But two ancient ancestors who were hunting in ancient times came out.

These two ancient hunting ancestors were like Shimao's ancestors, with naked bodies, skin as vigorous as black iron, barefoot, and full of hair. Only the grass skirt at the waist covered the private parts of the crotch, and a bright yellow wild aura flowed all over their bodies. They were both more than three feet high, like little giants, and were shouting in their mouths, but the syllables were obscure, as if driving away the prey of wild beasts falling into the encirclement.

A strange aura flowed from these two ancestors, and it was faintly enough to fight against the quasi-emperor of Mushan.

Among the two hunting ancestors, one held a sharp rock with both hands, raised it above his head, and his eyes widened. The other was holding a rough rotten wood torch in his hand. The red flames jumped on it, and his hands seemed to be directing something...

"Hmm? Is one turning into two, just an increase in quantity?" Mushan Jundi shook his head and said, "I'm disappointed if it's just like this."

He took the initiative.

The index finger is still slowly pointed out.

The two hunting ancestors obviously felt the arrival of the crisis and roared out.

The first ancestor threw out the sharp and sharp stones in his hand. The huge stone rolled in the void. Wherever he passed, the void barrier metal was broken, and a broken black void crack was smashed in the water. The void fragments were stacked with spirals, and they merged with the stone, as if a void fragment was flooded with a black dragon, sweeping towards the quasi-emperor of Mushan.

Another ancestor blew a breath at the rough rotten wood torch in his hands.

Hula.

The faint flame that jumped on the torch instantly turned into a white beak, one-legged, and a huge alien bird with white spots all over the body. As soon as it appeared, the waters within a radius of hundreds of meters around evaporated, forming a vacuum. With a violent name, it was stunned and swallowed towards the quasi-emperor of Mushan.

"Bi Fang? It's a bit interesting."

The quasi-emperor of Mushan recognized that the unparalleled flaming giant bird was the legendary ancient flaming beast Bi Fang.

As the legendary ancestor of flames, Bi Fang has always been a holy beast in fire-type martial arts. In today's world, there are several demon branches in the vast world. It is said that Bi Fang's bloodline and has unparalleled fire control skills, but they are all invincible. In the end, they cannot reach the fierce and terrifying Bi Fang's flames that burned all the Eight Desolations with fires. However, the stone spear ancestors in front of him blew the mouth and Bi Fang, who was derived from the torch, was the real Bi Fang's true soul. That kind of flame was enough to burn even the Great Saint into slag in an instant.

Unfortunately, there is a quasi-emperor opposite.

The index finger of the quasi-emperor of Mushan was a little far away, and he lit up the sharp edges and sharp stones. The remaining force subdued the cracked black dragon formed by the fragments of the void like spring breeze and rain. Then he opened his mouth and blew it. Even the fierce and unparalleled true soul of Bi Fang was extinguished in an instant like a candle in the wind, and he could not see even a small flame. Mars could not be seen.

Before the Immortal Palace, everything returned to normal.

The young master hid from a distance tens of thousands of meters later, and was still in shock.

He looked at Ye Qingyu and the bell, and his heart was already filled with storm.

No matter how powerful the quasi-emperor of Mushan showed, the young master of the Crime pit would not be surprised at all. After all, he was a quasi-emperor. In the years when the martial arts emperor was not released, the quasi-emperor was an existence standing at the peak of martial arts in this world, almost acting on behalf of the heavens. However, Ye Qingyu was just a rising star recently. It has only been more than twenty years since he came to this world. He could fight with the quasi-emperor with a bell. This can only be described as words such as heaven and miracles.

Until this moment, he suddenly understood how terrible Ye Qingyu was.

It turned out that when he fought with him and others before, Ye Qingyu did not really use his trump card, but just used him and others as whetstones to sharpen himself. Just imagine that if Ye Qingyu had directly sacrificed this brass bell, before an ancient ancestor, he would have been afraid that his six great saints would have been depressed on the spot.

Thinking of this section, the young master's heart was like ice, and his heart was cold.

But at this time, Ye Qingyu had never noticed him.

The three consecutive ancient ancestors showed their magical powers, which were enough to kill the peak saints instantly, but they were all broken by the quasi-emperor Mushan like a game. This made Ye Qingyu feel the terribleness of the quasi-emperor so truly for the first time. The crisis and shadow of death enveloped Ye Qingyu's heart like never before.

"This won't work. Even if you send all the nineteen ancient ancestors on the mural, you will not be able to threaten me," Mushan Jundi's eyes had lost the previous interest, and shook his head and said, "The power of an ancient emperor's weapon is beyond your imagination. Unfortunately, with your current cultivation level, it is difficult to fully activate it. The power it exerts is less than one ten."

Ye Qingyu didn't say anything.

Because he knew that the junta emperor of Mushan was right.

But even so, he didn't want to give in.

The great saint's vitality roared in his body and frantically injected into the Yunding copper furnace. At this time, Ye Qingyu was already at all costs.

The jurist of Mushan took a slight step forward and sighed: "I know that you are not convinced, but unfortunately this is your destiny. Even if I can give you a while to understand the mystery of this copper furnace, you will not be able to hurt me, let alone defeat me. Without it, the gap between you and me is too big. You must understand that the imperial weapon can only exert its true power when it falls into the hands of the emperor. Although you are a genius of a generation, you can only let it be covered with dust. Let's go on the road. Only in my hands can it exert its true power. This is your destiny."

"I... never believe in fate." Ye Qingyu roared: "My fate is up to me."

He held up the Yunding Copper Furnace with both hands, and the power of his soul was activated wildly, and instantly summoned the Blood-Drinking Sword Pill.

cut!

The Blood-Drinking Sword Pill turned into a 100-meter giant sword, and a sword was split into pieces and slashed down solemnly.

The void of the world is divided into two before the sharpness of this sword.

Ye Qingyu had accumulated so much effort for so long. The Blood-Drinking Sword Pills had swallowed up many holy-levels. Although the essence, blood and vitality of the great saint-level powerhouses were mixed, they were shocking. They were all slashed out from this sword and vented out like a prehistoric flow. In the entire Dragon Palace, the sword energy was shocking and blood light soared into the sky. Nothing could block the sharpness of the sword.

"Hmm? OK, there is a backup plan."

The quasi-emperor of the dusk mountain smiles.

"Mushan...Purple!"

Yin and Yang evolved into his eyes, and chaos was born, as if there were galaxies flowing, the stars were brilliant, countless big stars were generated and annihilated, and the most majestic and surging power in the universe seemed to be hidden in his eyes, and finally turned into a ray of purple light, bursting out from his eyes.

This is obviously an extremely amazing pupil technique.

bite!

A slight sound as if two needles collided.

The purple divine flower hit the giant sword of blood-drinking.

Time and space seemed to suddenly stop at this moment.

A kind of shocking pause in time appears at the impact point of two forces.

far away.

"Ah, no...how could this kind of power... run away... run away!"

When the young master of the evil pit saw this scene, his soul flew out of the sky and screamed in horror.

He had seen that the situation was not good and had retreated far away, but at this moment, he had already felt the power of annihilation contained in the aftermath of the impact. Without thinking, he knew that if he was swept by such a force, his soul would be destroyed. He turned around and ran away, turning into a stream of light like a lost mother, and he didn't even dare to look back and fled wildly.

The next moment—

boom!

A force like a hurricane that destroyed the world turned into layers of invisible apertures, radiating wildly in all directions.

Wherever you pass, crystals, golden palaces, crystal statues, fountains, and city walls envelop the ancient terrifying formations contained in these buildings, like ashes in the wind, dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into the finest powder particles, like dream bubbles, shattering, dissipating, annihilated, and eventually turning into nothingness.

The body of the jurist of Mushan swayed and took a step back.

But it's just one step.

He withdrew his pupils, and any other force invaded within ten meters of his body and disappeared instantly.

"That's..." Ye Qingyu's pupils suddenly shrank: "Is it a quasi-emperor realm?"

Within ten meters of the Mushan Quasi Emperor, it seemed that there was a field of destruction. Any external force entering it, even the power of the law, would be instantly destroyed and disappeared, and it would be difficult to hurt him at all.

Field, a noun like the sword domain.
To be continued...