Qinglin is too strong, it seems that after he has cultivated into one yuan of heavenly skills, his cultivation level has become stronger, and he is one step closer to the soul refining state.

Now he is standing on the high platform, indescribably magnificent, indescribably powerful like a god, pointing at everyone, asking those who have murderous intentions and intentions to come up with him, and he will kill them all.

The eyes of many disciples in the One-Yuan Holy Land are shining brightly. Is this the next generation head of the One-Yuan Holy Land?

Sure enough, such characters are needed in order to lead them to dominate the world.

Some young girls even had brilliant eyes, thinking that this Qinglin was so handsome, he met their mate selection criteria, and far exceeded it.

They all showed the color of nympho.

"Why? Don't you dare to come?" Qinglin was laughing, the fighting spirit in his body was about to ignite him, and he also wanted to know how powerful his fighting power would be after he had cultivated to Heavenly Kungfu.

"Hehe, if I play, you will die." The sword cultivator of Dayan Holy Land said, his aura was very sharp, like a divine sword that opened the sky.

Qing Lin glanced at him: "Magic Sword—Xi Xiu."

Xi Xiu smiled: "It's not just me, your old opponents are here."

A barefoot middle-aged man in the Great Desolate Holy Land laughed loudly: "You're just a defeated general. How can you pretend to be majestic in front of me?"

Qinglin's eyes were completely cold, and he said: "The demon god—slave!"

"How can we be without me?" A young man in a star robe in the Holy Land of Spirit Patterns also asked.

"My medicine demon is also here to join in the fun." Someone from Medicine God Valley also came out.

Qinglin's pupils shrank suddenly, it seemed that the people who came today were all old opponents, and the most important thing was that he had suffered defeats in the hands of these people, it was very miserable.

It was ridiculed by countless people at the time, but now it is fine, and they can all be retrieved.

"Are you sure you want to fight?" Xi Xiu looked at Qing Lin, the trash who was almost killed by his three swords, thinking that he was qualified to fight against him after practicing Tiangong?

ridiculous.

Qing Lin said bluntly, "Life and death."

"Puff!" Nu laughed, and he looked towards Gaotai: "Today you are a swordsman, if I wait to kill you"

He didn't make it clear, but the implication was obvious, you are now a swordsman with a different status, if we kill you, how will Yiyuan react?

Yi Yuanzi said with a smile: "No one cares about the life-and-death battle between peers."

"Okay!" Nu grinned, "I'll kill you."

Qinglin laughed, and looked at the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall: "Please challenge the stage."

A arena boomed, broke through the clouds, and landed here. The pitch-black arena was filled with vicissitudes of life.

"Let's fight."

Qinglin stepped onto the ring.

The slave smashed the ground, and his figure crashed into the ring like an arrow.

The war started, and as soon as it started, everyone exclaimed.

Because they are all too strong, and this represents the battle of the strongest combat power of Qinglin's generation.

"Now, it's so easy to kill you." Qinglin roared loudly, a vague long river flowed behind him, and a figure stepped out from the rushing river.

This figure gives people the feeling of endless years, as if it came from prehistoric times.

Rumble.

Another figure came out, it was very strange, exactly the same as Qinglin.

Of the two figures, one is vague and invisible, like a cloud of magic, and the other is directly like Qinglin's real body.

"The first level of heavenly skills, summon the past, future, and present body!"

Everyone's pupils shrank!

The slave was also taken aback: "Why are there only two ways?"

Qing Lin frowned, three figures, why only two appeared?

But it's nothing, killing slaves is enough!

"war!"

Qinglin roared loudly, his aura suddenly rose a lot, and three crazy figures were killing the slave.

It's really like a demon god, Qinglin seems to be divided into three, too strong, the three figures are connected with each other, and they all have the fighting power of the real body, killing the slaves roaring again and again, but the result still can't change anything. Tear up!

On the bloody battlefield, the torn body fell on the prehistoric arena. Qinglin stepped into the pool of blood, his eyes were scarlet, and he pointed at the magic sword Xixiu: "Come, kill you!"

Xixiu's complexion changed slightly, what a weird skill, he can summon the past and present body from the long river of time, and use the fruit of the past and present to end the current cause!

"kill!"

In the end, he also went, and as a result, the magic sword was broken by Qinglin's past body, and the real body was directly smashed into pieces by Qinglin's real body.

A generation of magic sword - meteor!

Qinglin roared up to the sky, all the hatred and humiliation in the past were washed away today, of course, there are two left, he continued to point: "Kun Tianxia, ​​come, see you on your way."

Everyone was speechless, terrified!

People from the One Yuan Holy Land roared to vent their joy, but people from other forces were all terrified!

Is this the One Yuan Heavenly Art?

Being number one in attacking for thousands of years is really not just talk.

"I admit defeat." Kun Tianxia shook his head, he came to kill Qinglin, not to die.

You know, it is said that the one-yuan Tiangong can summon three major figures, which can be killed out of the long river of time. As a result, Qing Lin only summoned two, and they are already invincible. At the moment, if he goes, he will die.

"What about you?" Qing Lin pointed.

Yao Mo shook his head: "I am not your opponent."

Qing Lin grinned: "You two, from now on, as long as I stand on the ground, within a thousand miles, you two get lost, if I find out, kill!"

The people in the Holy Land of Spirit Patterns and the Valley of the Gods of Medicine all changed their colors. When Qinglin spoke like this, where did he put his two holy places?

But unfortunately, they can't make trouble.

Their hearts became gloomy. It's over. In the future, their holy lands will really be suppressed by Qinglin alone, and the suppression time will be infinite, until Qinglin's deadline comes.

The question is, Qinglin is now in his prime, and this time limit must be at least a thousand years!

"Since there is no challenge, let's start the ceremony. It happens that there are so many comrades here, so it can be regarded as a witness for my Yiyuan Jianzi's succession." Yiyuanzi smiled. generation.

"Master, please slow down." Qing Lin said.

Yi Yuanzi glanced at him: "Say."

Xuemei and the others had a bad premonition in their hearts.

Qinglin said: "I am Jianzi, can I make adjustments to the current situation of the Holy Land?"

Yi Yuanzi frowned slightly: "Of course it's possible."

"Okay." Qinglin grinned grimly, and then he looked at Yaofeng's head.

Yao Feng's face changed slightly, and he said, "I don't know what Jianzi has to teach?"

Qinglin laughed: "Yaofeng has made great contributions to the peak of my holy land, and the peak's head is even more painstaking. I can't bear it, so I want you to go to the Elder Peak to rest, and Dugu Si will be the peak's head. Do you have any opinions? "

Everyone's expressions changed drastically!

As soon as this Qinglin ascended the sword position, he directly attacked Yaofeng!Moreover, it is aimed at the peak of Yaofeng.

All the people in Yaofeng were furious, and they were all resisting fiercely, but in the end, under the suppression of Yaofeng, he looked at Qinglin: "My elders in Yaofeng, where should I go?"

Qinglin grinned: "Qi Tian, ​​Mo Lao, Yao Lao, and the rest of the elders, I think alchemy is against the sky, so I would like to invite a few of you to go to my Jianzi's family to refine the pill for ten years, and then return to the Holy Land. You, Do you have any comments?"

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