"Being able to master this kind of skill can be regarded as your ability. This is an extremely difficult skill to master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lingyi suddenly closed his five senses and six senses!

Qin Yang was finally able to rest, but his hope was also broken.

He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could the genius of the ancient sect have such strength?

It seems that those people before were all a bunch of useless trash!

Whoosh!

A flash of spiritual light suddenly shot over.

Qin Yang raised his hand and squeezed the spiritual light directly.

Ling Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the shadow of Thousand-Armed Guanyin appeared behind him again.

"Thousands of hands rain down!"

Countless fist shadows and palm prints came towards Qin Yang in an overwhelming attack.

When Qin Yang saw this, he waved the long sword in his hand and used the third form of the Eight Heavenly Swords to destroy the army over thousands of mountains!

boom!

The endless blades shattered the white jade-like palms.

Ling Yi's expression suddenly condensed: "You actually have such powerful means!"

Suddenly, the long knife in Qin Yang's hand burst into golden light!

"This is the fourth form of my Jue Tian Ba ​​Dao, pick it up for me!"

Qin Yang shouted loudly, and immediately countless golden light gathered on the blade, and the sword light slashed the sky!

At this moment, even Ling Yi couldn't help but turn pale in horror.

In an instant, the golden Arhat statue stood in front of him again!

Qin Yang roared: "Fourth Style: Canglong Breaks the Sky!"

A high-pitched dragon roar resounded through the sky!

The golden sword turned into a golden dragon and swept towards the sky.

This golden dragon, with its unparalleled sword power, seemed to shatter the sky and shatter the earth.

boom!

Qin Yang poured all his strength into the sword and struck the golden Arhat statue hard.

"puff!"

Ling Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, and his golden Arhat statue actually had cracks!

"Thunder comes!"

Qin Yang's cold voice echoed through the sky.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered and the sky and earth changed color.

Thunder and lightning fell down one after another, and Qin Yang pointed a finger at the sky covered with dark clouds.

Countless thunder powers were drawn by him and gathered at his fingertips.

That terrifying power of destruction was brewed in an instant!

Qin Yang said coldly: "Take another move from me, the genius of the Tiansha Sect!"

Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation Finger!

The bright thunder and lightning beam, carrying an invincible destructive momentum, directly pierced the huge golden Arhat statue.

"Don't be too arrogant!"

Ling Yi was also furious, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then activated a large amount of infuriating energy.

Behind him, a huge dark shadow appeared, it was King Ming with angry eyes, mad and ferocious King Ming!

King Ming's phantom suddenly struck out with a palm, seemingly trying to block all of Qin Yang's Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation Fingers.

But at this moment, Qin Yang said coldly: "Do you think this is all I have?"

"Thunder comes again!"

At this moment, Qin Yang was like a god controlling the thunder of heaven and earth. Wherever he touched and pointed, thunder would fall.

In just a few breaths, he deployed the Thunder God-killing Formation!

At this moment, Lingyi felt the crisis of death!

His face instantly turned pale!

"How could I lose to him...a mere worldly land immortal..."

A hint of pain and unwillingness appeared in Ling's eyes.

How could a humble secular immortal defeat him, the proud son of heaven from an ancient sect?

Rumble...
Chapter completed!