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Chapter 1911, reverse, crush!

Hearing this, Pan Changsheng was stunned.

What a familiar line! I felt very slap in the face, blushing.

Pan Changsheng would never have thought that just a while ago, what he said was so proud that at this moment, the old Taoist Yun Yi used to laugh at him ruthlessly.

But now, it is not the time to be sad and angry about this matter.

Pan Changsheng's face was ashen and he looked at the top of the mountain range. He saw that the rock where Qin Feng was located had already been divided into pieces, and a rich golden light that looked like water was seeped out from the cracks.

Monster, noble, sacred and extraordinary! And in this extremely sacred and noble golden light, it seems to be mixed with a trace of dark colors, like black smoke, which is difficult to see, but contains an unimaginable aura.

This anger comes from ancient times, full of ancient vicissitudes, and is even more full of sorrow and anger.

Even Pan Changsheng, a powerful person in the Glazed Realm, could not help but feel a moment of palpitations when he noticed this aura.

There is such a strange and violent aura in the world! What is even more puzzling is that this aura that is more domineering and sharp than the power of Taixu actually comes from a child in the secular world! "This boy must not be kept!"

Pan Changsheng's eyes narrowed, and a cold and evil spirit like a black abyss appeared in his dark pupils.

But he knew that Pan Linjie could no longer kill Qin Feng, and it was difficult for him to survive in front of such Qin Feng! His eyes turned.

Pan Changsheng thought, and the powerful true energy in his body quietly arose. At the same time, dozens of miles away, Pan Changsheng's clone appeared... Old Taoist Lingyun and Lu Zhufeng frowned, turned to look at Pan Changsheng and scolded angrily: "Pan Changsheng, what do you mean?"

Pan Changsheng ignored it. His clone was rushing to the top of the mountain range.

Old Taoist Lingyun and Lu Zhufeng's faces were gloomy, but Pan Changsheng did this without warning, and even they could not stop it for a while.

Unless, kill Pan Changsheng.

But everyone is a representative of the Immortal Sect with high status and power. If you do such a thing, it is tantamount to launching a war between the Immortal Sect and it is absolutely impossible.

...When Pan Changsheng defied the rules, the millions outside the mountains were also shocked by the scene on the top of the mountains.

"What a terrifying aura, what a fierce smell!"

"That kid isn't dead yet?"

"This breath is even more important than Pan Linjie!"

"..." The atmosphere that had been silent for a long time was once again detonated in an instant, and bunches of eyes gathered on the top of the mountains, and their faces became infinitely wonderful.

Could it be that there is a reversal?

Could it be that Pan Linjie is going to lose?

Such a result is simply unbelievable! But it is also in such a mess.

Bang!! The stones are shocking.

The thick and heavy mountain rock suddenly burst out, and the vast golden light rushed straight into the sky. The slightest black smoke that was evaporating and raging seemed to burn the space.

In the midst of the golden light, the young man standing with a sword seemed to have suddenly become a different person.

His aura was unprecedentedly powerful! Weird fluctuations continued to rage on him, accompanied by the sound of a dragon roar like thunder.

That's right, it's the dragon's roar! The sound of the dragon's roar echoes between the heaven and earth, carrying a surging anger and unwillingness, as if it's a surging resentment that destroys all the people of the world.

Countless big figures of the Thousand Immortal Sect frowned, their pupils shrank slightly, as if they felt something.

"Ancient dragon?

The power of the evil dragon?

!”

...The top of the mountain range.

After a brief stagnation, the war rekindled, and it seemed to be even more fanatical and intense.

Qin Feng was burning with golden flames all over his body, holding an ethereal sword in his hand, and staring coldly at Pan Linjie hundreds of meters away. The corners of his mouth were twitching, and the blood-spreading pupils were as cold as Pluto.

"You claim to be the first genius in the younger generation, but you only use your supreme skills in Taixu Sect."

Qin Feng looked at Pan Linjie lightly and smiled grimly: "If I were not injured, you would have no power to fight again."

"Damn it, go to death!"

The thunderous sneer made Pan Linjie suddenly come back from his shock. His true energy swelled, and his eyes were red on the spot, rushing towards Qin Feng again like a mad demon.

His speed was very fast, much like lightning! It seemed that he had ignored the laws of space. Before he could finish his words, his figure appeared in front of Qin Feng, and his spear rushed straight, and the real fire was as bright as the sea.

Qin Feng was calm.

Seeing the spear raging fire rushing towards him, his eyes drooped down, and he did not retreat but advanced. He opened the sky with a sword, accompanied by the deafening dragon roar.

Roar!! The golden flames were like a volcano erupting. Before Pan Linjie really got closer, he was already the first step and all crashed into his chest.

Boom! Pan Linjie retreated in a panic.

On the other hand, Qin Feng was still standing still as motionless as a mountain, as if Pan Linjie, who was carrying the power of Taixu, had a surging impact, but just hitting the stone with an egg.

But, this is just the beginning.

Pan Linjie pulled out a beautiful arc in the void, but before he could land, Qin Feng, who was burning with golden flames, appeared behind him in an unpredictable manner.

Oh! A violent punch, without any mercy.

Bang! Ruthlessly kick, implement the world.

...The tragic abuse and beating kicked off.

The millions of people under the mountains could only see Pan Linjie's figure running around in the air, constantly rushing and rebounding, from time to time, there was an astonishing sound of dragon roar, shocking the heart.

Pan Linjie, who was still majestic not long ago, is afraid that he can't even compare to a dog at this moment! Hundreds of cities and millions of people looked up at the top of the mountain, and for a moment, it was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

Each face is white and colorless.

Many people even feel cold hands and feet.

This little figure in the secular world who started to madness was actually... who crushed Pan Linjie, who had used the power of Taixu, to such an extent.

This is not a showdown of magnitude at all! The pros and cons are obvious at a glance! If there were no changes, Pan Linjie, who has been known as the number one genius for many years, would probably not take long to be beaten to death by this unknown little person.

But, the incident happened just in time.

Qin Feng, who had implemented the power of the evil dragon, was wantonly destroying Pan Linjie. Seeing that the latter was about to collapse, he fell.

But at this moment.

A light and shadow flashed past and quietly rushed into Pan Linjie's body.

Pan Linjie, who had been unconscious, glared with his eyes, and an astonishing sharpness burst out from his pupils.

His aura, which had already begun to decline, surged again.

Boom! In the void, the true energy expands, like a missile bombardment, and a powerful true energy that is better than a volcano erupts, erupts without warning.

Even Qin Feng had to retreat suddenly under the impact of this amazing storm of true energy.
Chapter completed!
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