"Can't delay..."

Yang Qing scratched her head a little annoyed.

Step, flash.

Yang Qing disappeared from the spot.

...

Three days later, the Ten Evil Terrace of Ten Thousand Spirits - the Dead Spirit Terrace.

A figure stepped on it, and the long sword in his hand trembled gently.

Looking around, shadows of unclear people or beasts stand.

"Come on, I'm in a hurry. I want that spirit-gathering stone core!"

The eyes are scarlet and murderous intent is coming!

The strange figures around him were shrouded in red clouds, and they seemed to have not heard Yang Qing's words and were unmoved at all.

"Ha, if you don't come, then let me do it!"

The eyes flashed and the wind blew!

"boom!"

The ground suddenly burst into cracks like spider webs.

The afterimage flashed, and Yang Qing's speed instantly rose to the peak!

The sword intent is mixed in the wind, and the silver light never stops!

The violent force seemed to be about to shatter the world!

Just instantly, a large area around it was cleared!

Not far ahead, an altar stands horizontally.

In the center of the altar, a stone emitting light yellow fluorescent floated, and the surrounding gravel was floating, which was extraordinary.

"Qi·Breaking Sword Style!"

"boom!"

The silver light burst out violently, with one blow! Everything in front of Yang Qing was cleared!

A ravine that is hundreds of meters long spreads.

The strange things around seemed to be shocked, and no one dared to approach for a moment!

"Humans! Don't be more greedy! This place! You can't come!"

Suddenly, a solid phantom appeared in the air in front of Yang Qing and looked down at Yang Qing.

"Ha? Can't come? I, Yang Qing, have no place to go! Even if there is one, I will beat you one by one in the future!"

A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Yang Qing stepped on the ground, and the cold light pointed directly at the one in the air.

"Pong!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Sudden sound of air explosions, and a figure suddenly flew out.

It's Yang Qing!

"Pong!"

He pointed a sword to the ground to stop his forced retreat.

Yang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the phantom.

"You are strong! But! Not enough!"

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yang Qing disappeared from the spot again.

"Hide the front!"

A sword of ordinary iron is unsheathed! The sword is lit up in the sky!

"kill!"

With a loud roar, the sofa condensed, suppressing the smoke and dust around it.

"boom!"

The sword light twitched above the figure, and Yang Qing flashed and instantly appeared behind the phantom, and the silver dark moon fell.

"You can't kill me!"

The phantom whispered, very confident, as if he was chatting about family matters.

"Swoosh!"

A gust of wind blew, and Yang Qing's sword was empty!

"Whoever is going to kill you? It's not up to your mouth!"

While speaking, Yang Qing pulled out the lie sun and stood directly behind him.

"Pong!"

A spark shone, and Yang Qing fell into the ground.

With a "bang", Yang Qing rubbed his face slightly and stood up again.

This time, he met a real opponent!

It's barely comparable to Qiongqi!

Although it is much weaker than Qiongqi, it is half as powerful as Qiongqi!

At this level, it is easy to kill a combination of ten horned lords alone!

Therefore, Yang Qing’s station was extremely difficult.

It can be said that he is completely at a disadvantage!

"Nine Palaces!"

The dark moon turns, and the golden light rises!

The Bagua Chart arrives and is wrapped in the Nine Palaces.

"The formation? Still not enough. You can't kill me. Go back. I know I can't kill you."

The phantom looked around curiously, then turned around and spoke.

"Ha, I'm still in a hurry! So...you! You can't stop me!"

With a gritted teeth, Yang Qing slashed down with a sword on the spot.

"One sword! Nine crusade!"

"Buzz!"

The golden light transformed, and nine sword lights of more than ten meters spread across the sky, pointing directly at the strange phantom.

But the phantom was still unmoved. Such a move could be used as a seasoning in the long battle, but it was impossible to kill him with one blow!

It was not until the sword light had arrived in front of him that he took action.

"control!"

With his hand, he grabbed it with vain and a rootless wind blew by. The nine golden sword shadows were like rotten woods that had been covered with thousands of years. They turned into golden light and disappeared in the air.

“Difficult!”

With a frown, Yang Qing turned into an aurora and his sword pushed up to the edge.

"Pong!"

Like a loud bell, the sound waves brought by the sound swept ten miles in a radius!

Some phantoms with slightly weak strength directly turned into nothingness!

The terrifying power actually won over the sky with a black cloud!

The noise here is too great! It has reached a level that has changed the astronomical phenomena!

"Extreme ghost·Storm-style!"

With a low roar, countless figures flashed, and the light golden figure spread out into a circle, and then the figure turned into a sword.

A series of golden sword shadows that look weird or hideous!

Yang Qing had appeared beside one of them at some point.

"See my Sword of Extreme Killing."

He said something lightly, and Yang Qing dragged the sword shadow beside him and pierced it out.

A golden light of hundreds of meters flashed.
To be continued...