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Li Qingjun's fighting spirit also aroused Mang Shan's fighting spirit.
In Mang Shan's heart, he also meant to fight Li Qingjun alone.
Because Li Qingjun was the one who destroyed Xihuang. Even if Mang Shan doesn't care much about the survival of descendants, he will always feel a little uncomfortable in his heart. Occasionally, he chats with the elders of the sect, "Aiya, your lord, your country has been destroyed, and the other party is still alive and kicking?" Oh, venerable, have you changed your chanting
Mang Shan said with a smile on his face that he had given up his ties, why should he care? In fact, of course I was a little upset.
The descendants of this seat can kill themselves, what qualifications do others have to destroy the kingdom of this seat
Conspiracy Li Wuxian's divinity and national fortune, I don't know how much is the subconscious influence of this kind of revenge for Xihuang, so he admits that from Li Qingjun's point of view, it is reasonable to say that the remnants of Xihuang steal Nanli.
Originally, this feeling was very light, and I would not deliberately consider this direction, but this is the cause and effect. At the beginning, Zuo Qingtian kept people to observe Da Li, and he deliberately kept Mangshan. Mangshan also felt that it was himself, and naturally he knew that there was cause and effect on both sides.
In front of Li Qingjun's vigorous fighting spirit, this cause and effect was completely aroused.
I didn't kill you back then, but you're still embarrassed
A feud is a feud after all, spreading from the mundane to the immortal family.
Then let's end the feud between the two kingdoms with a decisive battle.
Li Qingjun's return is complete, and Mangshan is also the first floor of Qianyuan... More than ten years, for ordinary Qianyuan cultivators, it is indeed not enough time to break through the first floor, even Qin Yi has to be in the fantasy space. It has been tempered for decades, and now it is only three layers.
And Wu Xiu's leapfrog combat ability has not been highlighted at this level. The mysterious scriptures available at the Qianyuan level are too mysterious, and it is often difficult for Wu Xiu to crack them. The bonuses of the early actual combat leapfrog have disappeared, and the time has come to suffer.
This is still a long way from the big realm. On the surface, it seems that Li Qingjun has lost. No one on the sidelines thinks that Li Qingjun can win, including Yushang.
"Sister Qingjun!" Yu Chang was a little anxious: "Should I come? Do you want to inform your husband?"
Li Qingjun smiled slightly: "Please help me sweep the formation, this is our own cause and effect."
Yu Chang pursed her lips and had to continue to contain the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest was very relaxed, not only did it have nothing to do with him, but also did not think that Li Qingjun could win. In his opinion, this was foolishness.
It is difficult for ordinary cultivators to understand the fighting spirit of a warrior.
Slight blood-colored ripples appeared on the head of Mangshan's stick, like a sea of blood, like a dream, pointing directly at the blood of the body, soul, and burning from the inside.
Witchcraft, killing the soul by blood, is a completely different system from Taoism, and it resonates and destroys the most original human body.
For the angry warrior, it is almost a lore.
"Qiang!" The silver light pierced straight into the middle of the ripples.
Li Qingjun's heart is as clear as ice, and her anger is still blood.
Mang Shan looked a little surprised, this opponent in the period of return seems to have something...
With a flash of blood, Mangshan was already in the air, and the huge soles of his feet were like Taishan pressing the top, subverting the universe.
Li Qingjun raised his head, it was this blow that flattened Xihuang with one foot... The fear that was irresistible at that time is now...
But so!
"Boom!" The spear shot straight into the sky, the stars turned pale, and avoided the edge. The full moon hanging high in the sky seemed to be shot down into the sky by this shot.
Penglai sword pavilion, falling moon sword!
It seemed that the sky would be pierced by this gun, breaking the night.
The once irresistible sole, like a broken bluestone, shattered.
Li Qingjun's blood surged for a while, he retreated several feet, and knocked down an altar column, but he also stopped, raised his head and smiled slightly.
Qin Yi, have you seen it? The fear of the year, but that's it!
"The venerable slay the world and cross the Qianyuan, when will it not be as good as the beginning!" Li Qingjun pointed with a silver spear, and his long hair danced lightly: "Come again! Let this king see, the so-called slaying the soul of the witch, the divine way of slaying the soul, whether it has been cut out. What kind of practice!"
If it was said that the hatred continued before, this moment seems to have become a Taoism.
Yu Chang looked at Li Qingjun in a trance, she felt that Li Qingjun was so beautiful at this moment.
Husband is surrounded by all kinds of special bloodlines. It seems that the strength is right or wrong, and it is destined by God, so Li Qingjun's existence is to defeat all of this.
She is a real mortal, a typical representative of human beings whose blood has been weakened after the catastrophe of the immortals. She has neither special bloodline nor past life or present life. Even if there is an ancestor who cultivated immortals, she did not bring anything special in her bloodline... She is not even suitable for immortal cultivation, only martial arts.
Including her ancestors, all mortals are insisting on themselves, and step by step, they write their names in this mighty universe, pointing their swords at the gods.
It feels beautiful.
It's really not surprising that her husband fell in love with her at first.
Mang Shan also got some anger, and finally took out the magic weapon, which was his bone chain.
Surrounded by souls whistling, ghosts are everywhere, blood is rushing to the sky, and bones are entwined.
A sea of corpses and a sea of blood, a prison of ten thousand bones.
The tip of Li Qingjun's spear shone dazzlingly.
The Taoist priest finally couldn't stand, and turned his palm slightly, as if he wanted to intervene.
Yu Chang is in front of him, and the moon blade is unsheathed: "Your opponent is me."
The Taoist squinted his eyes: "The Great Desolate Featherman should not be involved in the battle of Shenzhou."
"Who decided?" Yu Chang was swirling with air, and Kunpeng's law floated in the sky: "Even the Emperor of Heaven is not qualified to separate the sea and land, not to mention those of you who are crowned with monkeys... Han Yin is in the sky?"
At this moment, Yu Chang didn't have to think about it, who would be the person with such a tone.
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Qin Yi discovered the battle situation here when the Falling Moon Divine Sword rushed into the sky, and came frantically. But just after stepping out of the palace, a divine sense descended on the face, and then condensed into reality.
Left Qingtian.
In the healing process, the gods descended thousands of miles.
Qin Yi braked suddenly and said coldly, "What does Sect Master Zuo mean?"
Zuo Qingtian smiled and said, "It's normal for you to use your apprentice to pay for the deity of this seat."
The soul without a phase, even if his injury is not healed, it is indeed not something Qin Yi can deal with at this time. Qin Yi turned to look at Tassel, but saw that Tassel was also staring at the sky, as if he was at a stalemate with someone.
Heavenly Man
Qin Yi's thoughts turned around and he sneered: "I thought Sect Master Zuo was a good man. At the time of the battle of Kunlun, Sect Master Zuo was also dissatisfied with the people in the sky, but he turned his head and knelt down?"
"It's an enemy or a friend, so where can there be such a clear demarcation? I'm the devil's way, I only talk about reality, and it's never the boring thing you talk about morality and righteousness." Zuo Qingtian smiled elegantly and casually: "Although I don't see it in this seat. People who are used to heaven, but there is no essential conflict. What you are fighting for is the door, and this seat is not interested in that thing."
Qin Yi shook his head: "It's not necessarily the door that we are fighting for."
"The door is the key... But it's not important. The parents of tens of thousands of years are short-sighted and make people laugh. Who wants to listen?" Zuo Qingtian said lightly: "I only prove my way of being a witch god, and your apprentice can give it to me. Yes."
Qin Yi said: "Then you can do it yourself, why cooperate with the sky?"
"They don't want to see a human emperor condense his divinity, which will remind them of some bad things." Zuo Qingtian smiled: "But killing the emperor directly, the cause and effect are too big, and my way of witch gods is just right. Absorb it without hurting the emperor, and it's a hit. If no one disturbs, they may not take action, and if you disturb, they will come."
Qin Yi sighed instead.
It's just this kind of factor, if they find out that Wuxian is the Emperor of Heaven, it will be called the end of the game.
But they can't find it
Why is this
In the tassel soul, there is also a confrontation.
"Tassel, you actually want to see the emperor become a god?"
"Why not?"
"Shouldn't that be yours?"
"Who told you that the leader of a person who is supposed to live with virtue is actually something that is defined by individuals?" Liusu said slowly: "I say that the Tao has inheritance, and I am very happy, not greedy and self-interested. , I don't want to give up my position. I don't even understand this, that's why you have Hanyin in the sky, Jiuying."