Fantasy: I Can See The Line Of Opportunity

Xiao Qingcheng called out Wansi Qingmu Ding, and immediately a tyrannical vitality was released.

The green energy ripples are like a vast prairie, and the breath of life is vast.

The Wansi Qingmu Ding is made of bronze, with intricate and mysterious inscriptions engraved on it, flowers, birds and animals, rare treasures, all of which are strange and full of wild-like atmosphere.

At this moment, once Xiao Qingcheng sacrificed, that tyrannical energy neutralized the high temperature released by the Black Fire Order.

The green energy occupied the sky, squeezing the flame energy to one side.

The silver armor cultivator's pupils shrank, his eyes could not help changing and surprised, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead. If he does not succeed, he may die.

It may even involve its own master.

He roared loudly and tried his best to carry his whole body of spiritual power. The black fire spirit shook slightly, and then a monstrous fire ignited.

A circle of flames rippling outwards, and the silver-armored cultivator actually wanted to burn the entire cloud ship.

The other monks were immediately anxious when they saw this. They wanted to put out these fires, but at this time they found that they couldn't put out these strange flames anyway.

Even some monks accidentally set their robes on fire on the way to put out the flames, making themselves embarrassed.

"Is this your way?"

"Did you die with me?"

Xiao Qingcheng looked at it coldly, and his anger rose.

With his anger, a large amount of thunder suddenly gathered between the heavens and the earth, and the dark clouds howled like a beast, making a rumbling sound.

One after another purple thunder turned into a dragon, rolling the sky.

"Repression!!!"

He suddenly pressed down with both hands, and the purple thunderbolt was intertwined with Wansi Qingmu Ding, pressing down like a giant mountain.

The terrifying pressure squeezed the air, making dozens of noises one after another.

Wan Si Qingmu Ding collided with the Black Fire Order.

In an instant, Wan Si Qingmu Ding gained an absolute advantage.

The rank of the former is already higher than the latter, but now it is controlled by Xiao Qingcheng, and its power has been greatly improved.

The silver armored monk was very unwilling.

He was a dignified monk in the Divine Palace, but he couldn't get a small Xuandan.

He said angrily: "You think the Divine Palace is just talking about it! I want you to recognize the gap between Xuandan and Divine Palace!!!"

The silver armored cultivator runs and majors in exercises.

Behind him, a gigantic Divine Palace completely composed of aura slowly appeared.

It's illusory and ethereal, but it has great power.

Just looking at it from a distance, there is a fear from the heart, in front of this giant tower, as if he is like an ant.

"Shen Palace, this is the powerful power of the God Palace realm."

"Every cultivator in the Divine Palace has his own Divine Palace. The Divine Palace is cultivated in the Divine Palace. The bigger and grander the Divine Palace, the stronger the corresponding strength."

"It's over, it's over. Even if this little brother in Tsing Yi has a heavy weapon to protect his body, he will lose. How can the consciousness of a monk in the Xuandan realm be stronger than that of a monk in the realm of the gods?"

"Under this strong mental pressure, this little brother may not even be able to use heavy weapons."

The silver-armored monk looked at Xiao Qingcheng angrily.

"Humph! You forced me to do this!!"

"Give me death!!"

Between the voices, there was a terrifying spiritual agitation.

The divine palace appeared, with endless coercion.

Before, it was Xiao Qingcheng who wanted to suppress the Shining Armor cultivator, but now it was the Shining Armor guard who wanted to suppress Xiao Qingcheng.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The Divine Palace stretches across the world, like a moat.

The boundless pressure made everyone feel terrified, and the spiritual power was extremely unsmooth.

Xiao Qingcheng stood where he was, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit. He turned the Wansi Qingmu Cauldron again, stirring up terrifying energy ripples.

The verdant ripples fought against the Divine Palace, inspiring countless energy storms.

"If it's just like this, you can't suppress me!!"

Under the control of Xiao Qingcheng, the voice of sacrifice came from the mouth of Wansi Qingmu Ding, and there seemed to be a line of prayers.

Green plants appeared between the heavens and the earth, and countless vines took root in the void.

The silver armored cultivator's face changed greatly.

He thought that his shrine could give Xiao Qingcheng a mental deterrent, making him unable to take action for a short period of time.

But now, his Divine Palace has been shaken.

boom!

When the vines were beaten on the Divine Palace, the silver-armored cultivator felt as if he had also been drawn.

"Impossible! It's impossible!"

"How could you possibly resist my divine pressure?"

The silver armored cultivator's eyes were red, and a tyrannical energy burst out from his body again.

But Xiao Qingcheng is equally powerful.

Not to mention that he was using a mid-grade heavy weapon, Wansi Qingmu Ding.

With the power of heavy weapons, Xiao Qingcheng and the silver-armored guards fought evenly.

However, due to the continuous use of spiritual power to stimulate consciousness, the reaction of the silver armor guard was still half a point slower at this moment.

Xiao Qingcheng seized the opportunity and used Wansi Qingmu Ding to ruthlessly suppress it.

A huge bronze tripod fell from the sky.

The silver-armored guard is carrying a giant cauldron and wants to carry it.

But how could Xiao Qingcheng give him this chance?

Repression! ! !

The power like a wild ancient mountain poured out, and Wan Si Qingmu Ding was heavily pressed down. The silver-armored guards could no longer carry this power and could only be overwhelmed to the ground.

boom!

Wan Si Qingmu Ding pressed on the silver armor guard and held him firmly on the floor.

At this moment, Xiao Qingcheng smiled.

Although he has not yet been able to kill a cultivator of the Divine Palace Realm, he still relies on many means to suppress the silver armor guards under the Wansi Qingmu Cauldron.

In a head-on confrontation, he did not fall into a disadvantage.

At this time, many passengers reacted to what happened.

Your side seems to have won?

That blue-clothed swordsman actually defeated the Shining Armor of the Shenfu realm?

They were shocked.

Looking at Xiao Qingcheng, it was like looking at a monster.

Incredible.

At this time, the silver-haired old woman outside the cloud boat had just broken the trap.

Her heart was pounding.

Feeling the sudden outbreak of the power of the Divine Palace in the cloud boat, she suddenly had a bad premonition.

She remembered the words of the naked thief.

On the cloud ship of this trip.

There are traitors.

"Miss, you must not have an accident..."

The silver-haired old woman was extremely anxious, she tapped the dragon head staff, and directly pierced the protective shield that was in the way.

When she saw the cloud boat that covered the sky, she felt ashes.

"What the hell happened here?"

She stepped out and entered the cloud ship hall.

When she saw that Mo Qiuyun was not injured, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If something happened to Mo Qiuyun, he would definitely be punished.

Even if he is a nirvana cultivator, he cannot avoid a reprimand.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Although Mo Qiuyun is a little weak, her foundation is still very good, and she was not injured just now.

The silver-haired old woman let out a long breath.

"You'll be fine, miss."

And when she turned to look at the silver armor guard Zhou Yi, her expression suddenly became cold.

The silver-haired old woman is a Nirvana monk.

Just a glance, let the silver armor guard be struck by lightning, like falling into the abyss.

"I'll come back to clean you up later!"

Now is not the time to punish the traitors, the priority is to deal with the follow-up and appease the passengers.

She quickly circled and looked at the old man in gray with the flame and hammer runes engraved on his robe.

She straightened her expression and said.

"Many thanks to fellow Daoists for helping out, I, Yuntian Chamber of Commerce, are very grateful."

But at this time, the gray-clothed old man's expression changed drastically.

"Wrong, wrong!!"