At this moment, two of the three Taoist disciples shouted loudly and said, "Senior Brother Qingyang, we will help you."

When the sound fell, the silver light of the bright silver sword hovering in the sky shook, making a strong sword roar, piercing towards the law of the nine mountains, and a silver light appeared in the sky.

After entering the nine mountains, a lightning light hit the scene, and the sword light flew out. One of the Taoist Palace disciples turned pale, and then a blush appeared on his face. Obviously, this time he made

He was injured.

The sword light recoiled out and was grabbed by him and fell into his hand. The other person next to him reached out and pointed to the burning giant banner. The flames burned on it. Suddenly, a big man leaned out from the banner and looked at the other hand.

He grabbed the nine mountains and once he entered it, a lightning light spread out, directly dispersing the great man, and the great man quickly retracted back into the banner.

Their faces changed drastically. Only when they came into contact with the Fayuan could they truly realize his strength.

But the clear sun among the nine mountains was like strolling in the garden. The electric flowers hit him like rain falling on lotus leaves, sliding all the way. When the nine mountains formed a magic circle, the clear sun was lit by.

His body seemed to be pressed by nine mountains, but he could still walk in it. No matter how thunder or the magical meaning of the nine mountains formed a magical array power, he could not imprison and destroy him.

The clear sun can still be seen outside, but the outside can even see that the void has been twisted, like waves shaking wave after wave.

In that void, the silver flying sword was bounced back by the law as soon as it fell into it, which shows how terrible the law is in it.

But what is surprising is that Qingyang suddenly appeared in front of a mountain. He grabbed the mountain with one hand. At this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet. The boundless thunder and the twisted and surging void.

The world that was sealed by nine mountains became quiet, and there was only the hand between the world.

All the Dharma seems to be unable to remain in this hand. The mountain continues to shrink, and at the moment it touches the hand, it turns into a ray of light and dissipates, as if it does not exist at all, and it seems to be destroyed by that hand.

The moment one of the mountains dissipated, the originally shocking magic was actually scratched by this hand like paper. As the mountain was destroyed, Qingyang took one step forward and stepped on a mountain.

The mountain collapsed instantly.

One step, another step, when the clear sun appeared again, it was already on another mountain. When he appeared, the mountain collapsed.

People outside only saw the bright sun flying in their spirits. With each step of the clear sun, the mountains collapsed one after another, and flashed and disappeared. When they reappeared, they had already reached the sky above the Dharma Yuan and grabbed the Dharma Yuan with one hand.

go,

His hand became extremely large, like a small sky.

The law of the world did not retreat, and he stood there with his hair and beard flying, thinking in surprise: "I didn't expect that his junior has already realized the Little Thousand World. Today I want to see what his Little Thousand World can do to me.

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If you cannot understand the laws of the small thousand worlds, you will not be able to build your own spiritual pool. You only need to understand a little bit and you will be able to barely build your own spiritual pool. The law of the law was unable to be understood back then, so in the end he attacked his master and seized it.

Master’s spiritual pool.

But over the years, he has never realized it. This has become a demonic thought in his heart. At this time, when he saw Qingyang, the younger generation, had already realized the laws of the small thousand worlds, how could his heart be peaceful?

Qingyang's hand appeared, causing those who were watching from afar to retreat again involuntarily. They felt that this hand would grab them into their palms together, and only those with a firm mind could be safe and unaffected.

Fayuan rose with the wind and turned into a giant who reached the sky. There was an additional sword in his hand, and one sword slashed towards the giant hand.

He had no intention of fighting with Qingyang anymore. He wanted to take the opportunity to kill Qingyang with one sword. When the sword passed, a hand was cut by a sword in the middle. The sword light rushed straight to Qingyang. He wanted to

One sword cut Qingyang into pieces.

Qingyang seemed to be unprepared, as if he didn't expect that he would suddenly take out a sword, be cut through his body by a sword, and cut it open from it.

"Ah,..." someone exclaimed.

But before the exclamation fell, the clear sun had completely dissipated, and a ray of light appeared in that world. There was a ray of sky and earth evolving in the middle of the light, like a bubble in the sunshine, emitting

It has a colorful color, and this bubble wraps the law inside.

The body of the Dharma Yuan was in the bubble and seemed to be unknown, still waving the sword inside.

There were mysterious magic spells sounds in the void. As the magic spells sounded, the bubbles continued to shrink. As the bubbles narrowed, the Dharma elements inside continued to shrink.

Slowly, the person in the bubble seemed to find himself trapped in a space, and a hint of panic appeared on his face. Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared from the dark nothingness, and the hands held the light of the air.

Qingyang appeared in his hand. As soon as he appeared, he held the bubble toward the distant sky, disappearing into the darkness step by step.

Qingyang did not say hello to anyone, and he did not care about Wuhui shouting at the master's voice behind him.

Qingyang headed towards the White Bone Dao Palace, one step was hundreds of miles, and the speed was very fast. His hands seemed to be holding that bubble.

For the past ten years, he has been pursuing the Dharma in Tongtian Temple, but he has not practiced this magic. At this time, he didn't even understand the bubble that he created, and he was just avoiding the Dharma.

The moment the long sword slashed, he suddenly cast such a mysterious spell to trap Fayuan. At this time, he was thinking of bringing Fayuan back to the Dao Palace earlier.

After walking for thousands of miles, suddenly, the bubble in Qingyang's hand burst, and a little sword light pierced out from the light that burst out from the bubble.

Qingyang suddenly turned over and flew upside down, but the sword pierced his eyebrows and chased him. The law of the world pierced through the small Qian world and rushed out, and as soon as it came out, it burst out with a shocking murderous aura. He must have

Only by killing Qingyang can he eliminate the hatred in his heart. Originally, he did not take Qingyang seriously. How capable can a junior have?

But later, he found that he could reach the Qingyang that he could do, and his spells could not trap Qingyang. He was truly feeling the threat. When he really felt the threat, he took it

He used the spiritual sword he had been practicing for many years and tried to kill him while Qingyang was unprepared, but in the end he was trapped.

When he realized that he was trapped in a small world, he was confident that he could pierce it. Although he did not understand the laws of the small world, he had thought deeply about what to do if he was trapped in a small world.

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I can only concentrate my full strength to fight a little, so I have the current sword.

A blue blood whale wandering here suddenly saw a person appearing suddenly, and then he saw a flash of light flashing out of the man's hand. A person rushed out of the light, sweeping murderous intent, which shocked the blue blood whale to turn around.

Hope

Qingyang flew backwards, and a hand kept stroking in front of the sword tip, waves of magic emerged, heading towards the sword of Fayuan.

The flames whistle.

Waves swept through.

Mountains are transformed.

Thunder rushes.

The strong wind roared.

But no matter what spell he swung from Qingyang's hand, he could not stop the sword from stabbing his eyebrows.
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