Yang Qi and Emperor Xinzun are really in a battle between dragons and tigers. One is the first chief disciple of the fifty main peaks and a leader among the younger generation. The other is a wonderful person who has received the supreme inheritance and understands the power of relying on the devil to surrender. In my heart, everything is invincible, empty but not empty.
During the fight between the two sides, there were endless moves. During the explosion of energy, there was a violent shock. The water in the blood river was stirred up by the waves and turned into some water columns. The bloody palms that were caught on the shore all collapsed and were shocked by the two people. It was broken every inch and could not be condensed into a physical form. Those bloody palms were formed by the condensed resentment in the blood river. The resentment belonging to the gods was very tyrannical. However, after leaving the blood river, its power was greatly reduced, so it was nothing to worry about. Under the collision of the two masters, they naturally disintegrated and became shapeless.
Emperor Xinzun's face was in a state of nothingness, and his aura condensed into a sphere, rotating up and down, left and right, and every move filled the sky and the earth, covering the surrounding areas like a dome.
Yang Qi, on the other hand, is like mountains and rivers, towering and motionless, showing his majestic aura.
If we compare the two people, one is the earth, vast and boundless, that is Emperor Xinzun, and the other is a peak, suddenly rising into the sky, that is Yang Qi.
Although the earth is mighty, mountains tower above it.
Although the mountains can catch Yunxia, they must sink their heels into the earth. As the two sides fight, no one can do anything to the other.
“Wangtu’s dominance!”
Suddenly, Emperor Xinzun performed his last move, making a circle with his hands, and suddenly suppressed it. The overwhelming power rolled in, just like the peerless God Emperor sweeping the world. Wherever he went, all spirits were subdued, and the grand plan had been completed.
This is the most ferocious killing move in his Immortal Imperial Fist. King Tu’s hegemony, what comes before is the pinnacle, unprecedented, unprecedented, unprecedented, and no one will come after it. All of them are foreshadowing for this move. With all the foreshadowing before, in the end Only with this move can the king's hegemony be established, a foundation that will last forever.
The mighty and mighty, all the heavens surrender, the king plans to dominate the vast universe.
Yang Qi finally couldn't resist, and was knocked away by Emperor Xinzun's punch, falling towards the blood river.
Everyone cried out in shock, feeling sorry for Yang Qi that such a fight would end in such a way. Yang Qi still lost a move and his life could not be saved.
However, something strange happened in an instant. Yang Qi fell on the blood river, but he did not sink. Instead, he stepped on the wave surface. No matter how ferocious the whirlpool of the blood river was, he could not sink at all. The whole person stood like this on the blood river. Those bloody hands were pulling on the heels of his feet, but they were motionless and could not pull him down. Then, a golden light appeared under his feet, suppressing the evil spirit of blood, and moved towards the bank. Bian walked over slowly.
When Emperor Xinzun saw this scene, he couldn't help being stunned, and then smiled: "What a powerful qigong, you can actually step on the blood river. My Immortal Emperor Fist has been used, and I can't do anything to you. This battle is considered a draw. In How about a good fight with you in the future?"
"Brother Emperor Xinzun's divine fist is indeed powerful." Yang Qi was also secretly shocked. He had been knocked down into the blood river just now, and he had no choice. Fortunately, in an instant, he realized the principle of the waxing and waning of yin and yang, and the suspension of nothingness. , landed on the blood river, and suddenly became as light as a feather. His divine will grasped a trace of space law in this dark place, allowing him to have the power to levitate and not be pulled down by the whirlpool of the blood river.
You know, the blood river is very dangerous. Even if you reach the bank of the blood river, you can feel an extremely powerful pulling force in the depths of the blood river, which will pull people directly down and into a situation that is beyond redemption. What's more, reaching the Blood River
Everyone was shocked. They stepped on the river of blood without sinking. This is something that only a strong person with a terrifying level of will can do. Yang Qi was actually able to do it, but he definitely did not have a terrifying level of willpower in front of him, otherwise If so, Emperor Xinzun will definitely fail. Although Emperor Xinzun is tyrannical, he cannot be compared with a terrifying-level willed figure.
Some people thought that Yang Qi had a supreme artifact on his body.
In fact, it was Yang Qi who grasped a space law in this God-destroying land and penetrated it into his body to counter the attraction of the blood river.
Hearing Emperor Xinzun speak, Yang Qi also admired this person: "No one of us lost or won in today's matter. Since brother is willing to give up his godhead to me, I will thank you."
"Let's go!" Emperor Xinzun nodded, waved his sleeves, and led the Tianzun Peak disciples under his command to leave immediately. Immediately, many of the Peak disciples present also knew that Yang Qi was so powerful that they would never be able to please, so they dispersed one after another.
Some of the chief disciples said: "Okay, a peerless figure actually appeared on the Memory Peak. It's really amazing. I'll learn more about it in the future. This time the godhead was born, we didn't get it by chance."
Some disciples on the peak even came to express their goodwill. They all knew that this figure appeared on the Memory Peak, and that he would be prosperous and prosperous in the future. They had to build relationships first.
An Yiru was overjoyed, accepted them one after another, sent off these disciples one by one, and walked up: "Yang Qi, I didn't expect you to be so secretive that you became famous in one fell swoop this time."
"It doesn't matter if you become famous or not. I'm just thinking, how can I cross the blood river and get the godhead?" Yang Qi is in urgent need of the godhead now, but the blood river is very wide. Although he has grasped a trace of the law of space in the dark , I am sure that I can step on the blood river, but who knows what will appear in the middle of the blood river? What he just stepped on was only tens of feet of river surface next to the blood river. The entire blood river was dozens of miles wide.
"Yes, when Emperor Xinzun left, he probably calculated that we would not be able to cross the river of blood, so he was just pretending to be generous." An Yiru was also in a dilemma, "Why don't we go back and inform the master."
"This matter is inappropriate. It is clearly a fight between juniors. If the seniors are alarmed, those old antiques will take action one after another." Yang Qi shook his head: "This is an unspoken rule. We cannot break it. We can only find ways to overcome it ourselves. I can give Crossing the Blood River a try. I just gained some insights and just want to see how my qigong goes?"
"Do you want to step on the waves and cross this river of blood?" An Yiru said.
"Yes, you can give it a try." Yang Qi looked at the wide river. He was not sure, but even if he encountered danger, it was still a challenge. He did not think of the King of Ten Thousand Realms Map, because he had already surrendered to knowledge. The devil will not use it in any danger.
In fact, although this God-destroying place is powerful, it is not as strong as the Vajra Queen Mother Buddha Cave. The black hole opened by the King of All Realms is nothing, and it can fully support his travel. But first of all, he doesn't want to do it here. This is also the territory of Ruyi Tianzong, and his every move is likely to be watched by others. Secondly, he doesn't want to become dependent again.
"Then you should be more careful." An Yiru nodded, knowing that Yang Qi was unfathomable and would never put herself in a dangerous situation. She was tied with Emperor Xinzun, and her prestige on Memory Peak had surpassed hers. The Immortal Cultivation Sect is such a benefit. Strength is paramount. As long as you show enough strength, any popularity, management, and cliques will be in vain. If you want to stand out on a mountain, the only choice is to have a peerless master.
"Okay! I'm going."
Yang Qi moved his body, and under the admiration of many Memory Peak disciples, he stepped on the wave surface again and reached the blood river. His whole body fluttered, shaking open many bloody hands, and walked step by step towards the center of the blood river.
Suddenly, heavy fog filled the air, and a burst of blood-colored mist rose above the blood river. Yang Qi could not see his fingers, and Yang Qi was enveloped in the blood mist.
"Many disciples quickly deployed their strength and joined forces to resist the blood mist. This blood river is ever-changing. The blood mist contains the blood evil energy of the gods. Once it invades the body, it will go crazy." An Yiru said immediately, many The disciples of Memory Peak joined forces and poured their qigong together, forming a huge light shield that prevented the blood mist from invading the body.
But the blood mist is getting bigger and bigger, and some of it actually penetrates into the outside of the photomask, and condenses into blood on the photomask. It corrodes and penetrates, making the photomask rattle and seem to be about to collapse.
"Yang Qi, are you okay?" An Yiru was frightened, and activated her Qigong again. The mask shrank to the size of an acre of land. People crowded inside, and flames emitted from the mask, refining the blood-colored mist.
"I'm fine, please be careful." Yang Qi's voice came from the blood-colored mist on the river, making An Yiru feel more at ease: "Many disciples retreat and stay away from the mist!"
On the spot, everyone retreated for dozens of miles, and the fog became smaller. However, the Blood River Temple was completely invisible, and no one knew where Yang Qi was. It seemed that Yang Qi stepped on the wave surface, triggering fluctuations in the depths of the Blood River and evaporating. fog.
"What a powerful blood mist!" Yang Qi stepped on the river step by step, relying on the power of the water waves to move forward. He couldn't fly at all, because he had nowhere to borrow strength, and even went up to the unknown depths of the river bottom, conveying his immense strength. Pulling himself down to fall, if he hadn't tightened his spirit and grasped a trace of void law in this land of God's destruction, he would have sunk into the river of blood long ago, and would never be recovered.
He had the feeling of crossing a sea of suffering.
At this moment, he was like a person hanging on a cliff, holding a hair in his hand, which would break at any time, and then he would fall down.
Together with the blood mist, this feeling became even more intense. Suddenly a whirlpool at the bottom of the river violently rotated, causing his body to make several circles in a row. He was suddenly in the blood mist and could not tell the difference between north, south, east, and west, which was terrifying. It is difficult to go back. The temple in front has also disappeared. There is a big blood mist all around. Something seems to be squirming deep in the blood mist. The blood mist will penetrate into your body, causing corrosion on your body and making your true energy impure. Unable to lift it up in one breath, it fell into the river of blood.
In such a dangerous environment, Yang Qi finally began to activate his full potential. On the contrary, his heart became calmer, knowing that this was a practice.