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When the old man saw this, his eyes focused, his face filled with shock. The cultivation of the Mask Man in front of him couldn't be hidden from him, but the rain of arrows that erupted this time in Half-step Saint had already condensed the laws of ice to the extreme. They already had the shape of a Great Dao, and it was not an ordinary Great Dao, but an extremely cold Great Dao!
His background was extraordinary!
Logic told him that with such strength at such a young age, his background must be extraordinary.
The Mask Man was silent, in the next moment he waved his hand again, and countless ice arrow covered the sky with terrifying lightning bolts, and crushed the old man.
"Who exactly are you? If you don't tell me, don't blame me for being heartless!"
The old man's expression was cold and solemn. His anger was rising, and he was being provoked by a member of the younger generation. He was truly angry.
The holy power surged once again, and the entire world once again sank into darkness, as if time and space had come to a standstill.
The old man made his move, forming a fist with his hands. It was like a black sledgehammer, viciously smashing out with terrifying power.
This was an invincible magic that was able to evolve a world into a domain that was the most suitable for one's self!
Puff puff puff …
The old man charged out from the rain of arrows. He looked to be in a sorry state, but his aura was still strong and powerful. His eyes were like torches, and killing intent surged out from his body.
His body began to shrivel up and he became as thin as a twig. At a glance, he looked like his eyes were sunken in and his body was shriveled up like a dried up corpse!
Yin Qi floated around him, turning into a rolling black hell.
He made his move, and his body flew out like a ghost. His withered palm stretched out like an eagle's talon, carrying with it the power of a great Dao. It was as if everything in front of him was about to turn into a deathly silent netherworld!
Thunderbolt!
The black light in the Mask Man's eyes became even denser as the will to destroy turned into a sea of lightning that filled the sky.
The moment his foot landed, a strange profound light surged around him once more. Subsequently, the entire world abruptly stopped as the whistling of the wind, the rumbling of thunder, and various other sounds instantly disappeared.
"Chi!"
In the quiet firmament, a dazzling lightning sword appeared once again, slashing down on the giant claw with a bone-piercing chill.
Puff!
The old man's withered hand was cut off by the sword, but strangely, no blood flew out, only a mass of black gas exploding from within.
"The Great Way of Time!" You are Blue Cloud Hall's Young Master, Qin Zheng! "
The old man struggled free from his motionless state, feeling indescribably shocked.
In the entire Three Immortal Heavens, even in the entire world, only one person possessed the Time Laws, and that was the young master of the Blue Cloud Hall.
"That's right, so you should understand that you deserve to die."
When the Mask Man saw this, his tone was as cold as ever. In the next moment, he disappeared from where he stood, transforming into a giant thunder sword.
"Kid, you're too presumptuous."
Killing intent erupted from the elder's eyes. The Yin energy around his body began to boil, and transformed into a huge ancient mirror. The ancient mirror emitted light, spraying out divine multicolored light. It carried a terrifying killing intent as it rushed towards the sky.
Clang!
A terrifying sound wave tore through the void.
The sword light failed once again. Not only that, Qin Zheng's clothes had a foot missing at some point in time.
"I had originally thought that young master Blue Cloud Hall was extraordinary, but it turns out to be nothing more than this. No wonder he hid his face and revealed his tail. It looks like after today, there will be no young master in Blue Cloud Hall."
The old man's killing intent was sharp, the moment he said that, he rushed out again, and the ancient black mirror released a strange black light, as though it was filled with sharp sword qi, bringing with it the terrifying killing intent of a saint, he slashed at Qin Zheng!
"A saint is only mediocre!"
Qin Zheng's eyes suddenly flashed with a white light, the thick blood waves around his body tumbled, a black divine dragon suddenly appeared, absorbing the blood light, and became blood-red.
He stepped on the bloody light as he walked, his eyes shooting out a dazzling white light.
At this moment, countless starlight fell down from the skies, transforming into a terrifying destructive force, easily tearing the earth apart.
Qin Zheng controlled the blood light, bathing in the starlight and lightning as he moved, the pores all over his body gushed with an unparalleled multicolored light, as if he was a god possessing his body.
Roar!
Immediately after, the Draconis roared and instantly merged with him. His aura soared once again, becoming a blood colored divine dragon. In the blink of an eye, his aura broke through the barrier between a Great Emperor and a saint, his divine might disappearing from its hazy appearance.
He had become a Saint!
Crack!
The entire world was shaking, as if it could not withstand his aura.
With a wave of his fist, the terrifying dragon claw tore apart the void, transforming into a sea of lightning. Within the sea of lightning, the power of the sun and the moon flowed forth, condensing into a terrifying path of destruction.
Puff!
The light of the mirror was shattered, and the plain looking copper mirror was sent flying by a claw.
In the next moment, a resplendent spacetime river sprung up above Qin Zheng's head, causing the entire world to once again freeze, as though nothing was more than a still watercolor painting!
Weng! *
A divine dragon soared through the sky, its claw piercing through the nine heavens and ten earth. Terrifying rays of lightning penetrated through the ancient and modern times, illuminating the entire world with its divine light!
Puff!
The old man's head exploded, and his emaciated body flew up into the air like a rotten tree.
Ah!" "You're courting death!
The headless body erupted with an earth-shaking roar, and in the next moment, a head grew out again. His entire body was filled with Yin Qi, with a pair of black palms, he unleashed an unparalleled killing intent, once again attacking Qin Zheng. Qin Zheng!
This saint was truly very strong. With this attack, not only would the holy aura be incomparably terrifying, but the sofa technique would also turn into a black wasteland, within which, one could vaguely see the wails of countless ghosts.
His palms were dried up, but those terrifying huge claws could easily capture the stars. The boundless might they exuded made people tremble in fear!
Fight!
Qin Zheng did not hesitate to control the lightning to bathe himself in the blood light.
The two of them stood together once more, each of their strikes seemed as though they could easily tear apart the Heavens and Earth and pierce through the stars.
Space was constantly being torn apart, becoming primal chaos.
The old man moved about freely in the sea of blood and lightning. Qin Zheng travelled back and forth amidst the endless yin energy, and the two of them reached the pinnacle of speed. Even an ordinary peak Great Emperor would not be able to see them clearly.
In the end, a figure descended from the sky, creating a deep crater on the ground. Terrifying cracks spread out in all directions as the land within ten thousand li was shattered.
A world-shocking lightning bolt appeared out of nowhere and transformed into a terrifying lightning spear. It brought along a frightening chilliness that could seal everything as it charged towards the large pit from the sky.
Puff!
Yin Hong's blood aura rushed out of the giant hole and splashed three thousand miles away. The thick blood aura dyed Tianyu completely red.
Woo woo … *
The heaven and earth began to mourn as dazzling beams of light descended from the sky one after another, bringing with them dense spiritual energy. It was as if there was an Immortal light shining down from the heavens.
Holy Falling Light!
At this moment, countless cultivators felt the abnormality and their hearts couldn't help but tremble.
This was the light of the Holy Meteor, the fall of a saint, the sorrow of heaven and earth, and the beginning of the Heavenly Dao to give back spiritual energy.
Puff!
Qin Zheng also appeared, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his aura sluggish.
At this moment, half of his body had been sliced off. Terrifying black Yin Qi was flowing around him. The flesh and blood on his hand had long since disappeared, leaving only bones.
To go against a Saint, even if he was strong enough, he would still have to pay a heavy price.