Chapter 430: The Ancients, the Way of Saints

On the huge immortal fighting field, the sound of curses continued.

"How can there be such a bastard in the world of cultivating immortals..."

"Why does the imperial capital tolerate such people? Is the imperial capital afraid of the Cangtian Pavilion..."

"Be careful with your words. Don't say too much about the affairs of the imperial capital..."

"Alas...what can I do? Although the Cangtian Pavilion is no longer the super immortal sect it once was, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. The current Cangtian Pavilion is not an existence that anyone can compare with. At the same time, although the imperial capital controls the Eastern Region, there are some things that need to be handled by sects like the Cangtian Pavilion."

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Luoxian Sect VIP Room.

Everyone was furious and wanted to fight Canglong in person and kill this scum.

Zheng Tuo looked at Ye Qingqing and thought, why don't you fight back?

Don't kill.

After all, it was too naive.

On the ring.

Ye Qingqing struggled in her heart.

Her ideas since childhood collided with the reality at the moment, making her doubt the path she was taking for the first time.

Facing Canglong's crazy attack, he remembered what Wumian said.

For Luoxian Sect, and for himself.

The kindness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and a firm light condensed.

There was an extra talisman in his hand, which was activated instantly.

"Substitute talisman!"

Instantly!

Ye Qingqing disappeared from the spot and appeared in the other direction of the ring.

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, Canglong turned around and controlled the Cangtian Lock to attack Ye Qingqing in the distance.

Ye Qingqing took a deep breath, raised his hand and grabbed in the void, and a slender three-foot immortal sword appeared in his hand.

Looking at the Cangtian Lock that was rushing like a poisonous snake, Ye Qingqing urged the immortal sword in his hand.

The immortal sword trembled, turned into a green light, and collided fiercely with the Cangtian Lock.

"Clang!"

The immortal sword collided with the Cangtian Lock, and Canglong's invincible Cangtian Lock was fixed in the void by the immortal sword.

So.

Ye Qingqing urged the immortal sword with all his strength.

The immortal sword emitted green light, and it forced the Cangtian Lock to kill Canglong.

"Looking for death."

Canglong was furious. Ye Qingqing dared to resist him. This person who was once his pet dared to resist him.

He used all his strength to activate the Heaven Lock, and instantly resisted Ye Qingqing's fairy sword attack.

The two magic weapons were now facing each other on the ring.

The strong shock wave made the ring protection array buzz and emit waves like water ripples.

The audience behind the array had to use their own magic weapons to resist the pressure.

The strength of both of them was in the late Jindan stage. Their full strength could be called burning mountains and boiling seas.

If there was no array to block them, the entire fairy fighting field would probably be razed to the ground by the power of the two.

"Ye Qingqing, I am the senior brother of the Heaven Pavilion. You want to beat me with your strength? It's really a foolish dream."

Canglong exploded on the spot.

The Heaven Lock exuded an extremely powerful king-class spiritual pattern.

The king-class spiritual pattern was mysterious and inexplicable, with incredible power, forcing Ye Qingqing's fairy sword to retreat step by step.

"Hahaha... Ye Qingqing, you will eventually surrender to me. No one can stop you. No one."

Cangsong is too strong.

He is in the late Jindan stage. No one in the same level can be his opponent.

He approached Ye Qingqing step by step, and Ye Qingqing was under tremendous pressure.

The Cangtian Lock plus the King Spiritual Pattern is a perfect match. Her immortal sword was forced to retreat again and again.

Seeing this.

Ye Qingqing chanted the spell in her hand, and the immortal sword that was facing the Cangtian Lock suddenly turned.

The rotating immortal sword brought an inexplicable force.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came from between the two magic weapons.

Canglong, who was striding forward, suddenly stopped and looked at his Cangtian Lock in disbelief.

"Impossible!"

There is a King Spiritual Pattern on his Cangtian Lock. Although it is not a very mature King Spiritual Pattern, it is not a top-level Spiritual Pattern that anyone can destroy.

But at this moment.

The immortal sword in Ye Qingqing's hand actually shattered his Cangtian Lock.

"Hua la la..."

The immortal sword was like a drill, rotating and drilling the Heaven-binding Lock into pieces, looking extremely powerful.

"Get out!"

Cang Long shouted angrily!

He shook the Heaven-binding Lock violently and shook the immortal sword away.

Even so.

His Heaven-binding Lock magic weapon was completely destroyed.

"You make me very angry if you dare to damage my magic weapon."

Cang Long was full of murderous intent.

In the void behind him, countless Heaven-binding Locks appeared in an instant.

Each of the Heaven-binding Locks was several times more powerful than the Heaven-binding Lock magic weapon just now.

"See how you can escape from my Heaven-binding Array, go."

Dozens of Heaven-binding Locks whistled and turned into shadows of locks all over the sky, killing Ye Qingqing.

Ye Qingqing looked serious.

She raised her hand to recall the immortal sword, and at the same time, the Falling Immortal Silk turned into a pair of wings attached to her back.

She chanted something in her mouth and urged the method.

The immortal sword in her hand flashed with green light, and the green light was diffused around her body, and the whole person became extremely elegant and calm.

Facing the sky-binding locks that were coming all over the sky, she moved her feet and turned into an elegant butterfly, nimbly avoiding the attacks of the sky-binding locks.

During this period.

The fairy sword danced and slashed on a sky-binding lock.

The extremely hard sky-binding lock was easily cut off by her fairy sword.

The clanging sound was like fairy music, beautiful and pleasant to the ears.

"In the battle of life and death, Ye Qingqing's battle was so elegant and extraordinary. If she doesn't die in the catastrophe today, there will be another opponent in the future!"

Le Changsheng was full of admiration for Ye Qingqing.

Others were both shocked and admired.

Shocked that Ye Qingqing would be locked up by the Heaven Lock if she wasn't careful, and admired that she could be so elegant and calm in such a battle of this level, the posture of a banished immortal is just like this.

"Ye Qingqing!"

Cang Long's face was ugly.

What was the origin of the immortal sword in his hand that could cut off his Heaven Lock so easily.

I don't believe it.

Let's see how long you can hold on.

What Cang Long is most proud of is the amount of spiritual energy in his golden elixir. Among the same level, he said he was the first, and no one dared to say he was the second.

He used all his strength to transform the Heaven Lock and bombarded Ye Qingqing like a net of heaven and earth. As long as one Heaven Lock hit Ye Qingqing, the battle would end immediately.

Ye Qingqing danced gracefully in the Heaven Locking Formation.

Every time she attacked, the Heaven Lock would be cut off, elegant and clean.

It seemed that Cang Long had the advantage on the scene, but in fact, he couldn't hurt Ye Qingqing at all.

"How strange?"

Someone whispered.

"Why do I feel that Ye Qingqing's strength is not that strong, but she can suppress Canglong? How many secrets does Ye Qingqing have?"

Not only he was puzzled.

Everyone was puzzled.

Ye Qingqing's strength was not that strong, and her spiritual pressure was not that overbearing, but she was able to suppress Canglong.

If it were other golden elixirs of the same level, they would have been crushed into powder by Canglong's terrifying strength.

People were puzzled.

Zheng Tuo was also puzzled.

He had never seen Ye Qingqing take action, and the first time he saw her take action, why did he feel familiar?

Ye Qingqing gave him a feeling of light attribute aura.

But the two were very different.

"It is the way of the saint."

Lei Jiu looked at Ye Qingqing in the field and whispered, his eyes full of admiration.