Chapter 1611 Purifying the Holy Light

Wen Ren trembled all over and said in horror: "Are you... practicing martial arts? No, it's impossible! The martial arts are mine!"

Hearing a roar, he swung his knife frantically, his face was full of hatred, and a wave of despair and anger was generated in his heart.

I can't memorize the words of the martial arts no matter what, but the other party is already practicing directly.

For Qinglong inheritance, Yang Qingxuan has been chosen.

This is a reality that Wenren is unwilling to accept no matter what.

"Boom! Boom!"

The two long soldiers collided continuously in the air, and a large piece of light scattered in all directions. Wenren beat faster and faster, and the violent emotions in his heart were continuously released with the demon knife. For a moment, he actually entered the "killing" state of ecstasy, and he only wanted to kill Yang Qingxuan.

"laugh!"

A knife pierced through the defense of the war halberd, and the light of the knife was in a trance, splitting through a burst of force, and drawing a bloodstain on Yang Qingxuan's shoulder.

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, and instantly recovered from the state of absorbing the scriptures, he raised the halberd violently, and swept out.

"Boom!"

A large piece of void exploded under the halberd blade, bursting out countless cracks like thunder.

After Wenren's jealousy exploded, he frantically entered the state of "no self" and "only killing", and his martial arts cultivation reached the peak of seeing the truth.

Yang Qingxuan's palms were covered with cold sweat, and was cornered by Wen Ren.

The words of the martial arts, still being disillusioned, flashed into his mind.

He himself didn't know what was going on, but when he was fighting just now, his mind froze, and he inexplicably separated out a piece of consciousness, which continuously absorbed the flashing words on the scriptures and printed them into the sea of ​​consciousness.

As if my body is a huge sutra, bearing the inheritance from ancient times, those scriptures are constantly imprinted on my body.

From the beginning of the battle to the moment Wenren went mad, Yang Qingxuan was in a state of ignorance, coping with it in a daze, but his main mind was bearing the power of the martial arts.

At this moment, being interrupted by Wenren, Yang Qingxuan broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly dealt with it with all his heart, and the seven moves of Tian Zhan came out one after another.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two fought thousands of moves again, and the Ten Jue Formation on Yang Qingxuan's body continued to evolve, and he attacked like a sea of ​​murderous aura. Accompanied by the halberd light and the four fires, they were always suppressed by Wenren's peak aura, unable to perform at all.

Yang Qingxuan fought for a while, his face turned pale, and suddenly his heart moved, thinking to himself, this kind of madness must not last long, why should he compete with him at this time, as long as he remains undefeated, he will eventually win.

After concentrating, he calmed down, changed his attack to defense, and swallowed a Daowen Dan, holding it there.

After Daowun Dan was taken, the shriveled meridians immediately regained a little strength, and their physical energy was greatly replenished.

Yang Qingxuan calculated that he still had five Daowen pills on his body, enough to last for another five days, or even longer.

After settling down, Yang Qingxuan glanced at the huge sutra next to him, and countless golden characters continued to flash out. His mind froze, and he began to enter the state of absorbing the words again, and the golden characters continued to manifest on his body, sinking into his body.

The battle of the stars over there has also entered a white-hot state.

They are all fighting for life and death, and the murderous aura spreads throughout the space.

Suddenly, the sutra was folded and emitted boundless brilliance, all the words on it became golden and brilliant, and the entire martial arts sutra was fully manifested, and everyone who was illuminated couldn't open their eyes.

Wenren's mad state suddenly froze, and he turned to look at Jingzhe.

"boom!"

Standing on the void, the huge sutra that illuminated the entire space collapsed at once, turning into countless dots of fluorescent light, which scattered into nothingness.

The countless words disappeared together.

Yang Qingxuan opened his mouth wide in shock, the entire martial arts scriptures had been completely engraved on his body.

"Ah, damn it, the martial arts are mine, my martial arts!"

Hearing people's crazy roar, there was a little bit of crying in his voice.

Suddenly, Yang Qingxuan turned around abruptly, looked at the man in the cyan field, and found that the seal in his hand had changed again.

It was blue before, but now it gradually turns golden.

"this is……"

Everyone was startled. The power that would destroy the world came from the man and suppressed everyone's heart.

Suddenly the man opened his eyes violently and shot out two green rays, as if piercing through the void and coming from the distant past, he said slowly: "The younger generations who have accepted my inheritance, in addition to the entire martial arts scriptures, there are also I have the blood of the real dragon, the art of transforming the dragon, and a trace of my power, and I give them all to you now."

Numerous scriptures rose from the handprints and turned into a green dragon wandering around, as if condensing the sun's brilliance in his hands, creating the image of a green dragon holding the sun, and a majestic momentum swung out in circles.

"True Dragon's Blood!"

"Dragon Transformation Technique!"

"The power of the Holy Spirit!"

More than a dozen people were taken aback.

Wen Ren's eyes were wide open, he rushed over and shouted: "Give it to me! I am the Qinglong Holy Spirit of this generation!"

The man sat cross-legged in the blue field, turned his right hand forward, and a green light on the palm expanded infinitely, extending in all directions.

A majestic and majestic voice came out, "Within the inheritance, Xiao Xiao retreats."

"Om!" The void trembled, and Wenren, who was rushing forward, was instantly covered by the green light, with a look of horror on his face, and shouted: "I am the Qinglong Holy Spirit, I am not Xiaoxiao, I am not Xiaoxiao!"

But there was no response to the desperate voice. Under the blue light, Wenren's body fused with the blood of the four saints burst open continuously, blasting out balls of sewage, which were purified in the light.

Wenren was terrified, and found that his life was passing away little by little. In desperation, he shouted: "Damn inheritance! Damn Qinglong Holy Spirit. Liar, everything is a scam! I will kill you!"

Grabbing the Demon Saber with both hands, he slashed at the man in the field.

But when the body moved, a large number of meridians and acupoints exploded, and under the screams, they exploded into a puddle of mud, and countless flesh and blood melted under the blue light, as if they had been purified.

The seven stars who heard people were all shaken, and each of them let out a voice of panic and despair, "No! Don't!——"

The stars share the same fate as the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord dies, and the stars die.

The light of the cyan domain spread out, enveloping everyone in it.

Even if Wenren is not dead, the purification power of the green dragon will completely purify the seven pseudo-constellations.

Yang Qingxuan's complexion changed drastically, and he turned into a giant spirit of time and space. With a loud roar, he teleported to Hua Jieyu's side, and shouted: "I can't die!"

He stretched out his hand suddenly and clapped.

Numerous time gears emerged, and "Gululu" rotated backwards, reversing the entire time for a few seconds, and Hua Jieyu's broken body instantly returned to its original shape.

Under the double suppression of the power of the contract and the holy light of the Qinglong, Hua Jieyu still rushed to die.

"You can't die!"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes were about to burst, he roared again, grabbed the yellow flag with his right hand, and stuck it beside Hua Jieyu's side, countless golden lotuses rippling, resisting the purification power of Qinglong's holy light.

//Do you think Hua Jieyu should hang up? Taiyi is very entangled, and now I made a vote on the WeChat public account (taiyiss), let everyone cast their opinions. The plot of the next chapter, just wait for the voting results :)