The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

At this moment on the top of the mountain, everyone stared dumbfounded at the scene where the sun and the moon were in the same sky.

The Golden Crow and the Moon Rabbit reincarnate alternately, endlessly, exuding a grand aura of Dzogchen and Supreme.

Everyone froze.

It was Li Qingcheng and King Kong Si Daoming, veteran powerhouses who had been famous for decades.

At this moment, I can't help my legs go weak, my soul trembles, and I have an urge to kneel and crawl.

"This is not human martial arts!"

Daoming exclaimed.

In everyone's eyes, if this blow hits, the entire mountain will be cut off, right?

"Everyone, quickly back down the mountainside!"

As Qi Shengjun stepped into Huashen, the fight between him and Jiang Tong was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Any slight fluctuation can tear these uncultivated Zhongzhou rich men into pieces.

Li Qingcheng and the others also looked heavy, and retreated another hundred meters to the mountainside.

There were more than a dozen figures standing on the forest sea, their gazes turned to the top of the mountain without any obstacle.

Standing in the [-]-meter void, Qi Shengjun, who was integrated with the world, was more shocked than everyone else.

No one knows better than him that when the golden crow and the sun and the moon are entangled with each other and fly up to the sky with bright rays of light, the whole world seems to be sealed by a powerful force.

Qi Shengjun, who had been with the heaven and the earth all the time before, swaying the power of the heaven and the earth with every gesture, fell directly from the sky and the earth.

It was as if his connection with heaven and earth had been completely severed.

He instantly fell from the position of a god to the position of a mortal. Such a transformation made Qi Shengjun gasp and was moved.

"Jiang Xiaoyou! You are such a master of martial arts, you definitely don't belong to the world!"

Qi Shengjun spoke solemnly.

How can the supernatural powers of martial arts in the human world cause visions to appear in the world?

Jiang Tong said calmly:
"Qi Shengjun, you think that martial arts transformation is already the pinnacle of martial arts."

"As everyone knows, only after stepping into the God Transformation can one truly step into the path of cultivation."

"Shenhua is just a starting point!"

Qi Shengjun looked at Jiang Tong with confusion in his eyes.

It seemed that the young man in front of him knew everything, and his understanding and attainments in martial arts surpassed everyone Qi Shengjun had ever seen.

In front of Jiang Tong, they were more like elementary school students.

In the void, the Golden Crow and Moon Rabbit transformed into a Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern, spinning rapidly.

The vitality of the world around him turned into chaos, and Qi Shengjun tried to re-establish contact with this world.

Tried several times, but no response.

It was as if there was a moat between him and heaven and earth.

No matter how hard he tried, no matter how desperately he tried, he couldn't overcome this natural moat.

Jiang Tong is obviously not a god of martial arts, but he is far better than Qi Shengjun in controlling the world.

Qi Shengjun didn't have time to think about the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram that was getting stronger and mightier.

With a serious face that had never appeared in this life, he clasped his hands together, and spit out the innate sword energy that had been polished for a hundred years from his belly.

The Qi Family Kung Fu method focuses on the word 'nurture'.

Jiang Tong had seen the shadow of Qi Shengjun once in the body of Little Sword Lord Qi Chen.

In the "Tao Te Ching" written by Laozi, it was once said: Concentrating on Qi and making it soft, how can it be like a baby?

Every baby is born with a breath of innate energy.

This congenital weather will gradually disappear with age.

The Qi family practice is when the innate energy in the baby has not disappeared.

Seal it up in your body, and polish it all the time while walking, sitting, or lying down.

After Qi Shengjun exhaled a cloud of air, the light in his eyes dimmed suddenly.

It seemed that half of the vitality was drained with this mouthful of luck.

This congenital weather is the crystallization of Qi Shengjun's lifelong cultivation.

"The old man has been sitting for decades, and finally realized something occasionally, and cultivated the power of supernatural powers!"

"People in the world only know that this old man has cultivated his entire life in the sword. As everyone knows, what this old man is most proud of is the hundred-year-old sword energy in his belly!"

Qi Shengjun looked up at the sky.

I saw the yin and yang and Tai Chi diagrams living in all directions, and the black and white gods penetrated thousands of feet.

His face could not help but become more dignified.

"Jiang Xiaoyou, you have the martial arts of the immortal family, and the old man has his own magical powers!"

"Taste this old man's sword in the world!"

Qi Shengjun exhausted his whole life's strength, stomped his foot down, and held the innate sword energy in his hand, almost reaching the realm of the unity of human and sword.

A white sword energy more than ten feet long tore apart the ocean of heaven and earth spiritual energy.

Shooting at Jiang Tong.

At this moment, after Jiang Tong finished pinching his fingerprints, his expression brightened, "It's done!"

Sun Moon Wheel!
It is the martial arts supernatural power that kills the first among the eight styles of Fuyao.

Back then, when Jiang Tong traveled overseas, he beheaded a Martial God with just this method.

After many years, the supernatural powers reappeared, and the sun and the moon were in the same sky.

"Qi Shengjun, if you can block my blow and survive, I will spare your life!"

Jiang Tong thundered.

Slowly push your hands out, and you will see the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram transformed by the sun and the moon, like a divine rainbow penetrating the sky and earth, pressing down from the top of the mountain.

Everyone closes their eyes at this moment.

Those veteran powerhouses standing halfway up the mountain and watching the battle from a distance, let out a strange cry, and quickly withdrew their released mental power.

Some were a few seconds late, and their spirits were torn apart on the spot by the sky-reaching beam of light.

They trembled physically and mentally, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the seven orifices.

Mental strength is the most vulnerable part of a warrior.

Once severely injured, at least his cultivation base will retreat, and his soul will be wiped out at worst, and he will die on the spot.

Looking up at the top of the mountain, it was as if the sky and the earth had collapsed, leaving only black and white in the field of vision.

'Boom! '

Next, the top of the mountain trembled and gravel shot randomly, even the main peak of Dengshen Ridge, which was [-] feet high, was completely shaken at this moment.

As if an earthquake of magnitude [-] had been triggered, those wealthy Zhongzhou tycoons who ran halfway up the mountain couldn't stand still, and fell so stunned.

It's been a long time.

After everyone opened their eyes, they were horrified to see that the mountaintop, which was originally a mess, seemed to be cut off by something for a few meters.

The flowers and trees above were all uprooted.

The deadly silence lasted for several minutes before an unbelievably small sound came from the top of the mountain.

"How could this be?"

"This old man has a sword in the world, which can kill Huashen, but why can't he kill you?"

Among the ruins, Qi Shengjun was drenched in blood, half kneeling on the ground with disheveled hair.

Blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth like spring water.

The robes on his body were all destroyed in the earth-shattering collision just now.

At this moment, Qi Shengjun looked puzzled, with countless questions in his mind.

Opposite him, Jiang Tong's long hair was flying, and Ru Mo's eyes were shining with a little light.

Looking at Mr. Qi Sheng who was kneeling on the ground, he said calmly: "I said before, your apotheosis is perfect, and it is this flaw that drags all your cultivation down a step."

Listen to Jiang Tong talking lightly.

Qi Shengjun felt something on his face, even though he was a god of transformation, but using the power of a god of transformation, there was always a weird feeling.

It seems that the power in the body is not owned by him and cannot be completely controlled.

Jiang Tong walked up to Qi Shengjun step by step.

Without mercy, he punched out.

Qi Shengjun flew away like a football, raining blood along the way.

Followed by.

The second punch, the third punch...

Li Qingcheng and others on the mountainside just stared at Qi Shengjun who was thrown flying around by Jiang Tong like a ball.