Heavenly God Mnemonic

The golden light in the sky, like the rising dawn on the sea, spreads like an endless flame that never goes out.

In the meantime, the six rays of scorching sun radiated ten thousand rays of golden light, burning the poisonous gas, and expelling the night.

Zuo Jun's face was dumbfounded, and then even furious, he roared: "Yang Qingxuan!!" His voice was full of hatred, and the poison gas spread out instantly.

He didn't seem to see the raging fire that was constantly devouring poisonous gas in the sky, only this man who made him hate him!

"You go to die for me now!"

As if he had lost his reason, his eyes became red, almost bleeding, and the venom all over his body "gurgled" out, lowering the ground, corroding white smoke.

When he raised his hand, thousands of poisonous gas gathered and turned into a huge poison dart, swirling in the sky.

The poison dart continued to grow, emitting a dark green light, bringing up violent energy, and its momentum alone could tear the air and cut through the rocks.

Yang Qingxuan's expression remained unchanged, and he snorted coldly, and said, "Whoever lives or dies, it's your decision."

He pinched the tactics with one hand, and shot the sky with the other. The six suns above the sky are rapidly spinning, finally turning into one, forming a huge palm, as if not in the world, like a mountain falling down!

"Six suns open the sky!"

Zuo Jun was furious, and roared: "The weak, life and death is up to me!" He threw a dart, wishing to cut Yang Qingxuan directly into sludge.

The poison dart is sharp, but the giant palm is not afraid, and the two collided in the air!

"Boom!"

That palm emits boundless golden light, and fights with that poisonous gas, and the momentum above seems to be able to control the universe!

If so, the giant palm still clicked, and a long and narrow crack appeared in the palm of the palm, which seemed to be broken.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes narrowed, and a sharp golden light crossed between him, then he leaned forward, bent his fingers into claws, and shouted, "Hold!"

"Boom!"

With five fingers on his palm, he immediately wrapped the poison dart inside. Through the golden light, it can be seen that although the poison dart is sharp, it has shrunk a little.

Then the palm of the hand was pressed hard and clenched into a fist, and the poison dart in it was crushed!

"Boom!"

The terrible power exploded in the air, and the giant palm of the six suns also collapsed, forming a cloud of flames, bursting suddenly!

"Boom!"

The two forces mixed together in the air, turned into an infinite violent wind, and scattered, sweeping the hall!

Two kinds of energies, one scattered into a poisonous mist in the sky, gloomy and terrifying; the other turned into a yang spirit, extremely hot, all mottled, bright and magnificent.

Everyone in the hall was dumbfounded!

"Impossible, impossible!"

Zuo Jun looked at the figure walking out of the storm with a shocked expression on his face, "You are only in the early stage of Lingwu, how can you take my trick!"

Everyone in the hall shook their hearts. Under the impact of that powerful force, a warm current formed all around, and everyone's heart ignited a flame of survival.

"Haha, Yang Qingxuan, **** him!"

Meng Rui yelled abruptly. He was already seriously injured and poisoned again. He lay on the ground and waited to die until Yang Qingxuan appeared and opened the sky with six suns. That powerful energy shocked everyone's morale back.

The power of the sun dispelled the cold and cold poison in the hall.

Everyone felt warm, and all looked at that figure with gratitude. The public enemy of the Academy, who had been hated by others before gnawing his teeth, became the sustenance of everyone's life at this moment.

Now don't say that he has soaked Wu Qiyue, even if all the four beauties, including the female teacher of the college, are soaked, no one will have any opinions.

Yang Qingxuan was surrounded by yang cyclones, and his face was cold. The move that opened the six suns just now almost condensed all his strength. He thought that he could defeat Zuo Jun with a single palm, but he was shocked by the fact that he was only equally divided.

But his face still showed contempt, and he hummed: "I should have said this sentence. When you killed you more than ten days ago, you were not as good as you are now. You have grown a lot, kid."

With his hands behind him, he looked like an elder teaching his disciples.

"what!!"

Zuo Jun was irritated by him and roared wildly, "Dead! Dead! Dead!"

Raising his hand, a huge sickle condensed out of the air, grabbed it, and appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan in a flash, slashing down in anger!

"Humph!"

"The sword is coming!"

Yang Qingxuan raised his hand, the sword light flashed at the center of his eyebrows, and Monster Slashing responded, bursting out a powerful sword light, and greeted him!

"Boom!"

The weapons of the two were condensed by the spirit of martial arts, and the cultivation method was exactly one yin and one yang, one got the spirit of yin outside the valley, and the other absorbed the most yang energy inside the valley.

Under the double-edged splendor, each of them shook apart.

But Yang Qingxuan retreated more than ten steps before stabilizing his body, while Zuo Jun only retreated three steps.

"So strong!"

Although Yang Qingxuan was weak, it shocked everyone. Those students who were lying on the ground waiting to die, climbed up hopefully at this moment.

With the slightest chance of survival, they did not want to lie on the ground and wait for death. At first, they all sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusting their breath to heal injuries, and suppress poison gas.

"Haha, you deserve to be the captain, it's saved!"

Yue Qiang's whole body fell in a pool of blood, and his left arm was cut off by himself because of the bad rot.

At this time, he also used one arm to prop up his body strongly, with a hideous face.

Du Ruo and others were shocked. They knew how strong Zuo Jun was, and they couldn't imagine that Yang Qingxuan could actually rival him.

Su Ying was even more aggrieved and burst into tears with a "wow". When she thought of being insulted by the inhumane, ghostly monster in front of her, she was terrified and trembled with tears on her face.

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

There were voices shouting for Yang Qingxuan all around, and everyone's face was more or less poisoned, showing a blue-grey color, but they all had a firm and angry face.

"Shut up all to me!"

Zuo Jun yelled furiously: "Have you not seen that my strength is far better than him? I will cut him into pieces immediately, and then tear your mouths!"

Together with the sickle, they chopped away.

Yang Qingxuan pinched the sword tactics, the streamer on the Demon Slashing Sword turned, and a sword shot out, facing up!

"Boom!"

Under the impact of the two forces, Yang Qingxuan took a few steps back.

But Zuo Jun's face is even harder to look.

Killing too many people just now consumes a lot of strength, and what gives him the most headache is that Yang Qingxuan's Yang Qingxuan body is non-invasive, making his most powerful venom ineffective.

"It seems that you really are my hit nemesis!"

Zuo Junhan said: "If this battle is not victorious, I will no longer be able to move forward. Today, I will step on the destined stepping stones to reach the peak!"

Yang Qingxuan placed the sword in front of him, and sneered: "Since the heavens let me come here, it is the destiny that asked me to send you the end."