UGB Chapter 767 Qingyang Nebula (End)
Chapter 767 Qingyang Nebula (End)
Chapter 767 Qingyang Nebula (End)
Liu Yu was naturally disgusted by the other party's presumptuousness in his baby-making ceremony.
This kind of behavior seriously damages one's own interests, and if it is not handled properly, it may cause serious consequences.
For example, in the duel just now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, once they really lose, their reputation will plummet and cannot be stopped.
The spirit of the entire sect will also be severely hit.
"Old stuff!"
A cold light flashed in Liu Yu's eyes, but seeing that the other party took the initiative to restrain the spiritual pressure, he still didn't attack it on the spot.
After all, this is the gate of the Yuanyang Sect, and the ceremony of conceiving a baby is in progress, and once there is a battle, it will be me who will be the most affected.
Moreover, the laws and regulations of the Seven Kingdoms League, issued by the god himself, are not just decorations.
At this time, open civil war is absolutely not allowed, otherwise it will definitely be pursued to the end.
"Huh~"
A mile away, meeting He Laomo's eyes, Liu Yu suddenly smiled coldly.
He didn't hide it, a cold killing intent appeared on his face!
If there is a chance, Liu Yu will definitely make a move and try to get rid of the opponent!
When it comes to their own interests, and the overall situation of the human race, everything must be put in the back row.
If the previous hostility was only due to the position of the sect, then this incident has brought personal grievances.
"Perhaps, from the moment I returned to Tiannan, everything that happened today was already doomed."
"It seems to be a coincidence, but it is inevitable."
Restraining his killing intent, Liu Yu regained his composure, thinking silently in his heart.
Taking charge of the sect is the best choice, if there is no accident, he can't give up, so he is doomed to be hostile to He Laomo.
With the relationship between the two sects, even if there is no baby ceremony, it will be a matter of time to join in personal grievances.
"What an arrogant junior!"
On the opposite side, seeing Liu Yu being so presumptuous, He Wangtian's eyes flickered with anger.
In his opinion, this person is just a low-level student, but he dared to be so presumptuous in person, it is simply ignorant.
But apart from being angry, this person's heart trembled secretly, and he felt palpitations.
The other party is really too young, and he only has more than 300 years of life left.
This Qingyangzi is indeed not simple.
Once you sit down, and the Hehuan Sect has not given birth to a new Nascent Soul, or the new Nascent Soul is not strong enough, the consequences will be unimaginable!
"As soon as he was promoted to Nascent Soul, he has such strength. This child really has a promising future."
"Such a monk must not be left to the latecomers."
After all, he is a thousand year old demon, He Wangtian's complexion has not changed, and the city is unfathomable.
But under the calm surface, this person's heart is already boiling with murderous intent!
"It's Patriarch Qingyang!"
Below, the oppressive Yuanying spiritual pressure disappeared, and the disciples of Yuanyangzong raised their heads one after another.
Seeing Liu Yu's unyielding figure immediately caused a large-scale commotion.
Feeling the attitude of the ancestor, the confidence of all the disciples also cheered up, and there was a subtle change in the eyes they looked at He Laomo.
From the perspective of low-level monks, it is natural to see who has the upper hand, but the attitude of the ancestors who did not give in an inch gave them great confidence.
Even Elder Jin Dan secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.
Judging by spiritual pressure, we can also get a glimpse of a part of the monk's strength.
It was just a confrontation, but he was only slightly disadvantaged, which is enough to prove the strength of Master Qingyang.
At least, passing today's test is not a problem.
As for the future, the ancestor is only less than three hundred years old, so he has a lot of time to improve his cultivation and strength.
As long as you are careful and don't give it a chance, you can boil He Huanmen He Laomo to death!
……
It's too late, it's too soon.
The confrontation between the two, as well as all kinds of thinking, as well as the mood changes of thousands of monks below, actually only happened in a breath or two.
"Whizzing"
There was a strong sound of piercing through the air, and the two spiritual pressures, which were obviously better than half a chip compared to He Laomo, approached quickly.
Two figures, a man and a woman, appeared in Liu Yu's sight at the same time.
Both of them were dressed in white, like the banished immortals in the fairy tales.
The male cultivator held a folding fan, and looked like a handsome young man, like a peerless talent that is rare in the world.
The female shaving face is like a peach blossom, her figure is pleasing to the eye, and she wears exquisite accessories, and her demeanor has a kind of graceful and luxurious temperament.
Because of that indescribable nobility, even looking at the countless beauties in the world of cultivating immortals, Xiu is definitely a beauty that can't be met.
There is no sense of disharmony in the picture of the two coming hand in hand. It is indeed a rare story for a talented man to match a beautiful woman.
A talented woman!
"This kind of appearance and temperament should be due to the merits of martial arts."
"After all, most of the exercises in Piaoxue Pavilion have the characteristics of improving appearance and temperament."
Seeing the two of them, Liu Yu thought about it, but his reaction was not slow at all.
"I've seen friends Feng Dao and Xue Daoyou."
"The prestige of the virtuous couple as "Fengxue Twin Immortals" has always been in the ears of Liu since he embarked on the road of cultivating immortals!"
"It's a great honor for Liu to come to join us!"
Yaoyao cupped his hands, he said politely, lowering his posture a bit.
After all, the opponent teamed up to fight against the Great Cultivator. If Liu Yu didn't use the Sword of Destruction, it would be absolutely difficult for Liu Yu to compete against such a strength.
Since joining Piaomiao Pavilion, Fengxue Shuangxian has been a Taoist couple, and their real names have long been a mystery, and monks generally call them Fengxianzi and Xue Taoist.
Female cultivation is wind, and male cultivation is snow.
"I've seen Fellow Daoist Qingyang."
"Fellow Daoist is too polite. Now that the five factions of Chu State are united, Qingyang Daoist Yuanying has achieved great success. We, my wife and I, naturally want to come and congratulate."
"By the way, let's see the supernatural powers of Fellow Daoist Qingyang."
Fairy Feng nodded slightly, with a sweet and natural smile on her face, the last sentence meant something.
The husband and wife are mainly female, she seems to be very good at communication, while politely communicating with Liu Yu, she also did not forget to exchange a few words with He Wangtian.
Taoist Xue, on the other hand, shook his folding fan and watched quietly.
"In front of the two, how can Liu have supernatural powers?"
"However, if the Xian and his wife are willing to give advice, I will dare to make a fool of myself later."
Liu Yu smiled slightly and said politely.
In just a few words of exchange, although the "Fengxue Twin Immortals" did not show contempt because of their higher realm, the politeness and alienation in their words can be clearly felt.
If we say that Zihong Zhenjun's cold words, the actual attitude is friendly.
In contrast, the hostility of Old Demon He of the Hehuan Sect is obvious.
But in the polite words of Fengxue Shuangxian, the actual attitude is strange and ordinary, placed in the world, like a stranger who has exchanged a few words.
The relationship between Yuanyang Sect and Piaoxue Pavilion is almost the same.
Previously, although they belonged to the same country, one was in the northernmost part of Chu State and the other was in the southernmost part of Chu State.
The Wailing Moon Valley and the Qingxu Sect are separated in the middle, so there will be no direct conflict between them geographically.
Because of its strength, it is obviously not a suitable ally, so there has not been much communication.
After all, he is an Nascent Soul monster who has lived for at least hundreds of years. Not showing emotions and anger is just the most basic quality. Since the arrival of the two immortals, the tense atmosphere no longer exists.
Even Liu Yu and He Wangtian said a few words indifferently, of course with a superficial smile.
"coming."
Just as he was about to lead the three of them in and sit down, Liu Yuling felt suddenly touched, but he didn't turn his head.
And no matter it was Fengxue Shuangxian or He Wangtian, they didn't react until after a breath, and looked to the side as if aware of it.
"From this point, it can be seen that my spiritual perception should surpass most Nascent Soul cultivators."
"After all, it is the superposition of two soul origins, and it may already be comparable to the God of Transformation."
This thought flashed in Liu Yu's mind, and he looked to the side with "behindsight".
In layman's terms, the higher the realm, the more "slow" time will be.
The breath of Yuanying Zhenjun and the breath of Jindan monks must not be compared.
In the same way, the same is true for low-level monks and mortals.
Among the senses of monks in different realms, "one breath" does have lengths and weaknesses.
But for Yuanying Zhenjun, one breath is long enough to do too many things!
"Whoosh~"
After another breath, a strong piercing sound suddenly came from the sky.
A figure appeared in everyone's sight, and the "Old Daoist Yun Yi" of the Qingxu sect came late.
This person is dressed in a blue Taoist robe. I don't know if it's because of the exercises. His skin looks a little loose and wrinkled, and his eyes are a little cloudy. He looks like an old man.
"Sorry fellow Taoists, the old Taoist is late."
"I hope Fellow Daoist Qingyang will not be offended!"
Feidun approached, the old Taoist Yun Yi cupped his hands, and first apologized to Fengxue Shuangxian and He Wangtian.
Finally, he looked at Liu Yu and said leisurely, without even lifting his hand.
Although the words were polite, the actual attitude was not right, obviously a little arrogant or even hostile.
I don't know if it's because he doesn't like the new Yuanying, or because he is an ally with Hehuanmen.
"Today is a big day, as long as fellow Taoists can come to join us, Liu is ready to sweep the bed at any time, so how can he be dissatisfied?"
"Fellow Daoist Yun Yi is too worried."
Liu Yu responded with a smile, not paying attention to his somewhat indifferent attitude.
Unlike the Hehuanmen, the contradictions between the two sides are difficult to reconcile. Although the Qingxu faction is somewhat hostile, it is not without room for improvement.
It is not necessary to classify it as an enemy from the beginning.
True Monarch Zihong's friendliness, He Laomo's hostility and hatred, Fengxue Shuangxian's strangeness and alienation, and Yunyi's hostility.
With just a face-to-face meeting and a few simple exchanges, Liu Yu's attitude towards the Yuanying Zhenjun of the four sects is already clear at a glance.
Seeing Liu Yu's polite response, a trace of surprise flashed in Yun Yi's eyes, and his arrogant attitude restrained a lot.
In the final analysis, there is no deep hatred between the two parties. After all, they are also a Nascent Soul True Monarch, so there is no need to offend them to death.
For the sake of an ally, saying one sentence at most is the limit.
At this time, Zihong Zhenjun, who was already sitting, reappeared and flew to Liu Yu's side to stand in the air.
Six Nascent Soul True Monarchs from five sects gathered above the gate of Yuanyang Zong.
This scene, this grand moment, made many low-level monks below lose their minds.
Some quick-thinking people have already realized at this moment that the meeting of the five sects of Nascent Soul Zhenjun is likely to rewrite the direction of the nearby world of cultivating immortals and redefine the structure of the five sects!
From the position, it seems that the relationship between the five factions has been glimpsed.
True Monarch Qingyang is close to True Monarch Zihong, Old Devil Hehuan is closer to Old Monster Yunyi, and Shuangxian Fengxue forms a school of its own.
"Everyone has come from afar, please come in and sit down."
"The spirit wine and spirit fruit are ready, please let Liu treat them well."
"If you don't know where it is, look at Haihan."
After a brief greeting, Liu Yu smiled slightly.
Right now, they seem to be getting along harmoniously, but in fact, there are already undercurrents surging, and the atmosphere is very delicate at this time.
"It's about sitting down. You can take it easy."
"In the early years, I heard that Fellow Daoist Qingyang has great supernatural powers, and now that he has condensed his Nascent Soul to become a member of my generation, how about we learn from each other first?!"
"It's good for me to be a fellow Taoist, and to experience the supernatural powers of Fellow Daoist Qingyang."
Not half polite, He Wangtian suddenly interrupted.
By doing so, he obviously wanted to prevent Liu Yu from integrating into the small group and create conditions for future actions.
As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere suddenly became more delicate.
The grievances between Yuanyang Sect and Hehuan Sect, Fengxue Shuangxian, Zihong Zhenjun, and Yunyi Laodao have long been clear.
Hearing this, the three of them were silent for the first time, their eyes lingering between the two.
After all, the current territories of the five sects are also bordering each other. They hope that the two factions will have a conflict and their strength will be greatly damaged, so that their own sect can take the opportunity to expand.
The so-called covenant is useless in the face of interests.
Not to mention that this situation has been considered long ago, and it was very loose when it was signed at the beginning, without any binding force.
As an "ally", Zhenjun Zihong didn't speak, but just looked at Liu Yu, wanting to see how he would respond.
Although they are allies in the traditional sense, they are only to strengthen each other's momentum under the condition of equal strength, and they are far from the point of rescue in times of crisis.
No matter how good the friendship between the real monarchs is, they are also the ancestors of their respective sects, and at critical moments, the interests of the sects must come first.
The joy of communication is only temporary, in the world of cultivating immortals, only the cold benefits are eternal!
"As long as you want, I dare not ask for your ears."
"Liu is a late student, and everyone here is considered a senior, and I have wanted to ask for advice for a long time."
When the matter came to an end, facing He Laomo's embarrassment, Liu Yu faced it head-on.
Then, he changed his words:
"Often I heard Senior Brother Tianfeng mention that Liu has long wanted to experience the magical powers of the Hehuan Sect."
"Why don't you ask Fellow Daoist He for advice in this first round?"
"As a "senior", Fellow Daoist He has practiced for hundreds of years, and is also a monk in the mid-stage Nascent Soul, so don't let Liu down!"
Liu Yu said with a smile, but his eyes were piercingly cold, and he openly confronted him.
With the strength in the body, it is natural to pitch without fear.
Now that he is a Nascent Soul cultivator and possesses the broken sword of Lingbao, even in the face of these "seniors", he doesn't need to humble himself.
Even if he was promoted to Nascent Soul, it was less than a year.
Since he is calm in advancing and retreating, and his strength is sufficient to deal with the current situation, Liu Yu naturally does not need to be scruples in his speech and demeanor.
Because of their high strength, there are almost no rules in the world, so many high-level monks have such "weird" temperaments in the eyes of low-level monks.
Experience will increase with age, but cultivation strength and knowledge may not be the case.
A late learner may not be as good as a "predecessor"!
However, these words, falling into the latter's ears, naturally sounded yin and yang.
In He Wangtian's feeling, the other party was obviously saying that he was relying on the old to sell the old.
"Now that we are all true monarchs, the title of "senior" is naturally unbearable."
"However, I have spent a thousand years at last. If I give you some pointers to Fellow Daoist Qingyang, I think it can still be done."
He Wangtian immediately fought back, refusing to show weakness in the verbal confrontation.
But while speaking, he was secretly guessing in his heart.
The other party is just a new Nascent Soul, why is he so stubborn when facing a mid-stage Nascent Soul like himself?
"This son, do you have something to rely on?"
He Wangtian guessed in his mind, but couldn't figure it out.
"Wait and see."
The smile gradually faded, Liu Yu said lightly.
The eyes of several people met, and it was clear what would happen next, and they smiled tacitly at each other.
Immediately, under the astonished eyes of thousands of monks, the six of them flew into the air and turned into light spots of various colors, and continued to fly upwards.
In a blink of an eye, it disappeared from the sky.
Yuanying Zhenjun's supernatural powers are already enough to burn mountains and seas. If they start fighting anywhere, the damage to the environment will be too great.
Spiritual veins, spiritual lands, resource points, etc., will all be affected in the fighting method, and they will not be able to recover for decades or hundreds of years, and in severe cases, they will even be completely destroyed.
Therefore, Tiannan's Immortal Cultivation World has long stipulated that it is not allowed to engage in fourth-order fighting skills at will, and most of the "comparisons" will go to the Gangfeng layer.
Unless, it is the kind of endless hatred.
……
The Jiuchong Gangfeng Layer evolved from the ancient Nine Heavens.
After the "Ancient War", it gradually lost its "vitality" and became what it is today.
Being in the hurricane layer, you will be attacked by the hurricane almost every breath. Even in the "safest" first layer, the power of the hurricane is comparable to a third-level low-grade spell.
Ordinary golden pills can't even gain a foothold in the first level of wind, and often have to quit after a few breaths.
However, after cultivating to the Nascent Soul realm, the strength will undergo earth-shaking changes.
The wind of the first three levels blows past, but for Yu Zhenjun, it is just a breeze blowing on his face, and he only needs to prop up the mana shield to counteract it.
On this day, six figures of four men, two women, and six figures appeared on the second floor, which had been deserted for a long time.
Ten miles apart, Liu Yu and He Wangtian faced each other from a distance, and their auras were firmly locked to each other.
Zihong Zhenjun, Fengxue Shuangxian, and Yunyi Old Daoist stood tens of miles away to fight.
"Qingyang agreed so happily, there must be something to rely on, maybe he can really compete against He Laomo?!"
His eyes kept wandering between the two of them, and Zihong Zhenjun suddenly felt this feeling.
Although rationally speaking, because of the gap between realms, it is impossible for a newly promoted True Monarch to compete against an old mid-term.
But seeing Liu Yu's unusually confident appearance, she felt this way.
"boom!!!"
Haven't really shot yet, but the confrontation has already begun.
The spiritual pressure around the two of them is rising at an incredible speed, and they are pressing towards each other fiercely.
"bang bang bang"
The Yuanying spiritual pressure was released without reservation, and even the ubiquitous wind was affected, and some of them had already collapsed before they were born.
All of a sudden, dense roars sounded all around.
If his cultivation base is a small realm lower, if he just competes with spiritual pressure, Liu Yu will naturally fall into the disadvantaged.
No matter how many times you do this, the result will not change.
However, the strength of the opponent's spiritual pressure has not reached the point of being crushed, and it is far from being able to defeat his spiritual pressure.
Therefore, it will not have any impact on its own strength.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
Amidst the roar of the blasting wind, more than a dozen breaths passed in an instant.
On the other side, He Wangtian saw that he had a slight advantage in the spiritual pressure competition, but the opponent's spiritual pressure was still condensed and did not disperse, his brows furrowed slightly.
Realizing that if this continues, there will be no results, he couldn't help but choose to take the lead.
"Boom~"
With the movement of He Wangtian's hands, a vast aura of mana spread across the second layer of wind.
He simply pinched a formula, and when he closed his palms, wisps of black spiritual light quickly emerged from his palms.
This wisp of black aura has substance, not just pure light,
As soon as it appeared, it exuded a cold and sinister aura, and its power far exceeded the third-order level.
In contact with a ray of black spiritual light, even the ubiquitous Gangfeng was frozen and polluted, showing its shape in the space.
The great power can be seen.
If the ordinary magic weapon is entangled with black aura, its power will be greatly damaged immediately, and it can no longer be reused!
Supernatural powers - yin and yang mysterious light!
This is He Laomo's natal supernatural power, which has two forms, one yin and one yang, and many changes. It is one of the important means for him to cross the immortal world for thousands of years.
In the palms of He Wangtian's hands, strands of black spiritual light continued to emerge, and the power became stronger and stronger as the number accumulated.
But he was not in a hurry to attack, but continued to accumulate power.
With the passage of time, the power of this supernatural power is still rising rapidly.
Already having the power comparable to a fourth-tier middle-grade spell, at this moment it is gradually moving towards the peak of the fourth-tier middle-grade spell.
Strands of black spiritual light entangled with each other, gradually forming a round of "black sun" above his head, and the aura emitted became more and more terrifying.
"Zizi~"
Under the condition that the power rarely dissipated, the wind within a radius of one mile was continuously frozen into black ice.
At first glance, this scene is extremely shocking, with a strong sense of visual impact.
Eighty feet, one hundred feet
The black sun is getting bigger and bigger, and the power has completely reached the peak of the fourth-order middle-grade, and there is even a tendency to move towards the fourth-order upper-grade.
The six agreed together that Liu Yu and the other four parties would "compete" with each other, and as long as they showed enough strength, Yuan Yangzong would still be "one of the five schools".
Of course, there is no clear standard for "enough strength".
Since it is a sparring session, and there is only one move, it is natural to give enough time to attack when the power of the supernatural means of both sides has accumulated to the maximum.
Therefore, neither can interrupt the other party halfway.
"What a yin and yang mysterious light, it is indeed somewhat mysterious."
Seeing this scene, Liu Yu thought to himself.
But of course he won't sit still, when He Wangtian casts his supernatural powers, he has already started to move at the same time.
Liu Yu's robe was bulging, and in just a tenth of an instant, he pinched dozens of formulas with his hands.
"Whoa~"
Immediately, the lake of mana in the dantian was surging endlessly, flowing into the meridians with lightning speed.
"Boom~"
Limbs and bones, the blood was boiling hot instantly, boiling to the extreme, and traces of crimson blood flowed out through the body.
With the magic formula played, Liu Yu's power and spiritual pressure rose again, easily surpassing the initial peak of the ordinary Nascent Soul.
In the next moment, his whole body glowed with a bright blue light, like a bright sun shining for tens of miles around.
The essence of dark cyan mana and the essence of dark red qi and blood, mixed with the cyan aura, came out through the body.
They are entangled with each other, fused and arranged in a mysterious way, forming a huge blue light and shadow in the air behind Liu Yu.
"Boom~!"
As soon as the light and shadow appeared, with Liu Yu as the center, an extremely tyrannical wave of power suddenly spread.
The initial power has reached the fourth-order middle-grade level!
The cyan light and shadow are majestic and majestic, and in just a blink of an eye, they quickly have a human silhouette.
The essence of qi and blood is used as blood vessels, the essence of mana is used as meridians, and the cyan aura is used as flesh and bones.
From a distance, it looks like a giant of light descending into the world. Even though the lower body is extremely blurred, it does not affect the incomparable power of the body.
"Qingyang Nebula!!"
Following Liu Yu's low shout, the fat cyan Nascent Soul in Dantian's pubic region opened its eyes wide, changed its posture and stretched its body.
At the same time, through the connection in the dark, the light and shadow about a hundred feet high behind him formally took shape, and the facial features became a little clearer.
Looking carefully, although the facial features are still blurred, you can still vaguely see the appearance of Liu Yu.
It's just that most of his face is covered by the robe and hood made of blue light, making him appear mysterious and unpredictable.
After surviving the calamity of the heart demon, Liu Yu naturally mastered this method and used the "Qingyang Nebula" to easily overcome the tribulation of thunder.
According to the records in the classics, this method is called "Faxiang", "Golden Body", or "Nebula Body" and so on.
He felt that "Qingyang Nebula" was easier to pronounce, so he called it that.
As the essence of mana and the essence of qi and blood continued to increase, the "nebula body" behind Liu Yu continued to grow, and its power and volatility were rising steadily.
"The strength of this child"
The moment the cyan light and shadow appeared, a look of shock flashed across He Wangtian's face, as if he had discovered something incredible.
He watched the blue light and shadow grow stronger, but was limited by the rules of the sparring, so he couldn't interrupt it at this moment.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
After five breaths, Liu Yu's "nebula body" expanded to 150 feet, and He Wangtian's "black sun" expanded to [-] feet.
The supernatural powers and powers of both sides have climbed to the peak, but in terms of power alone, the latter is still better.
The power has reached the strongest, and the agreement that cannot be interrupted no longer exists. He Wangtian immediately moved his hands to control the "black sun" above his head to press towards the opponent.
"Whoa~"
The supernatural power looks huge, but the speed of "Black Sun" is comparable to lightning.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black light and shot out. At this time, the power had already touched the threshold of the fourth-order high-grade.
"What a tyrannical power!"
Facing this attack directly, Liu Yu's face was extremely solemn, and he didn't dare to underestimate it in his heart.
Immediately, he thought about it.
Behind the back, the huge light and shadow pushed forward with both hands, and two cyan beams of light shot out from the palms.
"boom!!!"
The next moment, two attacks met between the two, and the tyrannical power fluctuations erupted immediately, and then swept away in all directions.
Under the aftermath of the terrifying confrontation, within a radius of five miles, all the winds were destroyed, and even a short "vacuum" appeared.
Black and blue, the two colors of spiritual light are extremely shining.
However, after a moment of stalemate, "Black Sun" still had the absolute upper hand, and continued to move forward against the two blue beams of light, constantly approaching Liu Yu's body.
At the same time, due to the wearing away of the cyan beam of light, the volume of the "Black Sun" is also shrinking rapidly.
As for the cyan light and shadow, because Liu Yu can replenish mana energy and blood at any time, his body has never shrunk.
"Unexpectedly, this son has such a method!"
Seeing this scene, even He Wangtian's city mansion couldn't help but look gloomy.
However, this result is also expected.
The moment he saw the "Faxiang", he clearly realized that with Qingyang's strength, it was absolutely impossible to defeat him in a short time.
One ebbs and another, this round of confrontation obviously has no suspense.
In the end, the "Black Sun" stalled after advancing two miles, and could no longer advance an inch.
"It's over."
Liu Yu's thoughts fell, and the "nebula body" behind him suddenly moved, and the blue beam of light shot out increased by three points again.
"boom!!!"
About three miles away, the "black sun" shrunk to eighty feet, was pierced by a blue beam of light.
Immediately, it lost control, turned into countless black auras and dissipated, leaving only an unfailing icy aura that permeated the space.
Behind Liu Yu, the cyan light and shadow are astonishingly powerful, still standing proudly.
Who else?
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PS: I originally wanted to finish writing the [-]D chapter, but I couldn’t hold on anymore, so let’s stop here today
(End of this chapter)