Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 623 Ling Zun

At this moment, Qiao Ye's whole temperament became ethereal.

Qiao Ye was standing there clearly, but it seemed that he could not be seen, and it seemed that the whole person filled this space, everywhere.

It is a very mysterious feeling, as if it meets and blends with everything in the world. Everything in this world is Qiao Ye, and Qiao Ye is everything in the world.

Then……

Qiao Ye casually stretched out his hand towards the front.

The sword light that was falling continuously, killing everyone, actually hovered in the air the moment Qiao Ye stretched out his hand.

The next moment, Qiao Ye's fingertips pointed towards the little emperor.

Almost in an instant, the sword light suddenly flew backwards, all of which flew backwards towards the little emperor.

The boss, who stared at the little emperor, obviously did not expect such a change. After a low roar, he raised the Zhen Guo sword and slashed forward.

The invisible sword qi swept between the sky and the earth, and the flying sword light hovered again, and then...

Boom, boom, boom!

The sword light exploded frantically, and exploded into a circle of light **** in the air, as if connecting the heaven and the earth into a line. He didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear of being blinded by the light.

After a while, the smoothness dissipated, and all the sword light was completely broken.

Everyone looked at the sky with lingering fears, and more of it was the happiness of the rest of their lives. Their eyes could not help but fall on the three supreme beings in the world. They thought that it was who among them shot, and this was how they were able to save their lives.

But these people didn't know that King Ruyang, Jin Shangshen and Wang Yueyang were also at a loss.

It stands to reason that they should stand up now, and only they have the qualifications to stand up, and only they can resist Zhen Guojian!

However, it was not them who shot.

Also at this time...

Qiao Ye took a step forward, his toes lightly tapped on the lake, and the ripples spread out in all directions.

Immediately after...

The spirit and charm wrapped around Qiao Ye's body, making Qiao Ye look like a light group, only a hazy outline could be printed, and then he walked in the air and walked towards the sky.

Wang Yueyang felt that his whole person was stupid at this moment, and his lips trembled as he murmured, "Qiao Ye? Lingzun?"

King Ruyang doesn't have much feeling with Jin Shangshen. After all, the Demon Realm has been closed for many years, and it has only recently been connected to the Nine Realms Battlefield. King Ruyang doesn't know much about the martial realm and the spiritual realm, and Jin Shangshen is even more so. Wushui, after all, has not been to the Nine Regions battlefield.

The supreme human beings in Wuyu, the two of them had only seen Wang Yueyang.

As for the spirit realm...

The two of them don't talk about Lingzun, I'm afraid Lingdi has never met. After all, there is no chance of contact.

However, Wang Yueyang is different!

Wuyu and Lingyu have been competing for many years, and Wang Yueyang also fought against Lingyu Lingzun.

That elusive and incomprehensible feeling is that the spiritual power of the spiritual realm will only appear when the spiritual power is cultivated to the extreme. That is...

Lingzun feeling!

However, Qiao Ye is a spiritual master?

A 20-year-old Ling Zun?

Moreover, he is still a martial arts person. Although Qiao Ye is a martial artist, everyone knows that Qiao Ye is majoring in martial arts and martial arts!

Wang Yueyang felt that he was crazy, or the world was crazy, and he had never seen such a crazy thing in his life.

And at this time...

Qiao Ye stepped into the air and stepped into the air, standing in front of the little emperor.

"It's you again!" The little emperor said angrily: "Where did the yellow mouth child come from, he has repeatedly provoked me and punished me!"

The little emperor roared and slashed directly with his sword.

The mountain that was brought out by Wang Yueyang was cut off by the little emperor, and then the small half of the mountain was smashed directly in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Seeing the mountain top flying towards him, a huge shadow soon formed, Qiao Ye was expressionless, as if he didn't care at all.

Then……

Suddenly, the mountain top hung in front of Qiao Ye as if it was caught by someone's palm.

The next moment, Qiao Ye stretched out his hand and swiped in front of him.

The top of the mountain was bizarrely separated, as if it was cut out by a knife, and turned into square stones about half a person high, floating in the sky.

Many people exclaimed in amazement.

This scene is like a miracle, and the rock is not a cake, how can it be cut into such square pieces, and even the incision is extremely smooth, as if it had been polished.

Then Qiao Ye stretched out his hand to make a false point again. On the countless square stones, the rubble constantly peeled off and fell from the air. After the rubble peeled off, the square stones turned into dense stone spears. , innumerable, suspended in the air, with Qiao Ye reaching out and pressing forward, the stone spear madly flew forward.

The little emperor looked at the flying stone spear, and the Zhen Guojian in his hand rose again and swept out towards the front, and the large sword beam collapsed again and flew out towards the front.

The huge roar sounded again, and the sword light and the stone spear collided continuously, making loud noises one after another.

In an instant...

The sword light is broken, and the stone spear is broken!

The terrifying collision formed an air wave, and the layers were pushed wildly around, layer by layer, circle by circle, and pushed wildly in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, this space is like a hurricane, the lake surface is constantly rippling, causing water waves, and the mountain that hits the middle of the lake is constantly crumbling.

The clouds in the sky were washed away, and the trees by the Xuanwu Lake broke one after another and fell down.

After another collision, Qiao Ye reached out again.

Spring water spewed from the lake, broken trees flew into the air, and the sediment rolled up into the air, forming a large sandstorm.

In the sky, Qiao Ye waved his sleeves and summoned a pitch-black thundercloud, with lightning and thunder, and azure thunder tossing in the clouds.

A scene like the end of the world is coming, which makes people feel trembling.

The little emperor was holding the Sword of Suppression, but he still had an indomitable aura, ramming forward.

Meeting the sandstorm, he slashed straight ahead with a sword.

With a bang, the sword fell, and the sword light that erupted from the Zhen Guo sword actually reached more than a hundred feet. The sword swept forward, and the sandstorm was cut off with a single sword.

Countless romantic flows scattered around, and the blink of an eye turned into nothingness.

The little emperor roared again, his body was wrapped in golden sword light, he swayed straight up, rushed straight into the sky, and shook the sky one after another, with an incomparably tyrannical aura, continuously slashing the falling thunder.

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