The one who spoke was the older monk who had grown up that year. Although his face turned pale, he still had a thorough understanding of the situation.

Yang Qing lay on the chair again, deafing what he said. He looked at the man as if he was looking at a dead man, and the three of them looked at each other like this.

After a long time, Yang Qing finally spoke.

"I said, I am me, there is no one behind me. I can find the prescription within three days. I can ignore the matter in the south. If not, hum..."

Seeing that Yang Qing still had this attitude, the two of them were extremely patient after all.

The slightly younger powerful man finally couldn't help it, his eyes were red with anger and he shouted loudly.

"Boy, I don't care who is behind you, but today you will die. With my cultivation level, how many people in the empire can do anything to me!"

He said that his aura exploded completely, and his powerful power suppressed Yang Qing. He had strong self-control and cultivation. Even if there was a situation, even if he was unable to defeat him. If he retreated with all his strength, who could stop him? The fusion period was the top power of the empire.

The older powerful man sighed when he saw this scene. Although he was angry, he could control his emotions. He was not as angry as that person, but this time he did not stop him. He also wanted to see if this move could arouse the people behind him.

Seeing this shocking momentum crushing, the surrounding buildings had long been unable to hold on and turned into ashes, but Yang Qing was still in the East China Sea. Even the chair under him was not damaged at all, which showed Yang Qing's extraordinaryness.

But the great monk in the rage would not notice this, on the contrary, the older powerful man did notice this.

My eyes couldn't help but condense.

"I have given you a chance. Since you don't cherish it, don't blame me for being rude!"

Yang Qing was also contrary to his previous decadence at this time. A glimmer of light appeared in his eyes. After speaking, the sound was as cold as hell Shura, making the person who heard it feels like hell is in a cold winter.

Then, in the body of Yang Qing, a seemingly Nascent Soul cultivator, a strong murderous intent emerged, making people in a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and actually resisted the aura of the combined powerful power, and even had the potential to resist.

With the burst of murderous aura, Yang Qing turned into Shura and finally took action.

Just a palm, it enlarged infinitely in the eyes of the powerful, and it was infinitely slow, as if it was in the mud of law and could not move.

In the eyes of the two, Yang Qing also transformed into a bloodthirsty Shura. The younger fusion power was also full of horror. He originally thought that he was just a simple Nascent Soul cultivator, but now he was so powerful that no one expected.

After Yang Qing's murderous aura enveloped the great monk, his aura seemed to be in the east of the sea. With Yang Qing's palm attacking, the monk could not move or break free.

"No, you are just a Nascent Soul. Why do you have such a powerful murderous aura? It's impossible, it's impossible!"

Seeing Yang Qing approaching slowly with his palm, this great cultivator could not believe it. Their cultivation levels were so different between them. When they met him, they were like they met a great cultivator with their cultivation level in the Tribulation Period, and they could not break free.

"No, you can't kill me. I'm a great monk in the fusion stage. You're just an ant."
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