Chapter 744: An Ordinary Lower Realm Cultivator

What Qingxue can't stand the most is An Bulang's expression of being indifferent to everything and being extremely indifferent to the outside world.

This is the Chaoyang Sect, and she is the candidate saint of the Chaoyang Sect!

"Guy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, let me show you how powerful the top Tianjiao in the sanctuary is!"

Qingxue took a step towards An Bulang, and the ninety-nine star orbs all over her body burst into dazzling brilliance at the same time.

The stars surrounding the body seemed to turn into stars emitting infinite light and heat at this moment, and the dazzling brilliance and scorching breath instantly melted the earth with a radius of a hundred miles.

The mountains and rivers melted into red water, and the rivers evaporated.

Both Wang Feng and Wang Wenjun of the Wentian Clan showed horror.

This Qingxue and Qinghe are not at the same level of arrogance at all, and the sense of oppression is several times stronger.

"Senior Sister, avenge me!"

Qinghe, who was seriously injured, saw that Qingxue was really moving, his face was flushed, and he said extremely excitedly.

Qingxue slammed into the young man with ninety-nine star orbs at the same time, shaking the sky and stars.

She really deserves to be a candidate for a saint. The stars shining beside her have not only the extremely pure star power, but also the extremely terrifying sun power, and can perfectly blend and control the two completely different powers.

"go!"

The star orb hangs down.

Draw dazzling star marks in the void.

An Bulang felt the scorching heat, as if ninety-nine suns were hitting him at the same time.

He snorted coldly, while his soldier's heart was in motion, Dacheng's shocking body was unsheathed like a peerless magic soldier, and he slashed at the ninety-nine star orbs with his bare hands.

"Are you crazy, you dare to pick up my Xingyang Orb with your bare hands? Wait until your hands are melted!"

Qingxue couldn't help sneering when she saw the young man being so arrogant.

But at the next moment, the young man's hand slashed the Xingyang Orb, like a peerless magic soldier who divided Yin and Yang, unexpectedly violently chopped her Xingyang Orb in half from the middle!

Ninety-nine Xingyang beads, ninety-nine different deadly attack trajectories.

The young man moved extremely fast, his arms were the sharpest magical weapons, and he cut ninety-nine extremely precise trajectories at the same time, cutting the ninety-nine Xingyang beads into two halves.

With a shocked expression, Qingxue looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

At this time, the boy's fist had already smashed down.

Wave-style combat boxing, just punch it casually!

An Bulang's casual punch, which contained the meaning of the avenue to simplicity, caused Qingxue's pretty face to change drastically, and immediately unleashed a surging and vast fairy power to build a supreme barrier.

Boom boom boom...

The fist smashed all the way, breaking the woman's attack.

Qingxue's slender and snow-white fingers have been interlaced to form a seal, and she casts a top-level defense secret method, instantly summoning a blue turtle to block in front of her, and the aura of the beast is surging.

There was another earth-shattering explosion.

The divine beast wailed, and there was a cracking sound from the tortoise shell.

The woman spat out a mouthful of blood, her delicate body was engulfed by a huge force and she fell back, her face showing shock.

An Bulang was also quite surprised that the opponent blocked his punch without losing?

Not only was he shocked, but the monks watching the battle were all dumbfounded.

However, the young man will not bring them back to their senses. He is like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

A brilliant rainbow shot towards Qingxue.

Qingxue felt the extreme danger enveloped her whole body.

At this moment, she knew that the boy in front of her was extremely powerful, powerful enough to bring her life into danger!

The woman's translucent white body suddenly burst into a golden radiance that cannot be seen directly. The long black hair also turned golden in the next moment, and the skin was filled with golden heat. The heat energy was endless, like turning into a big sun.

The sky and the earth twisted and changed, turning into an endless terracotta land with the burning sun.

Many monks exclaimed.

"This is the projection world of spiritual root power!"

"Even in the Chaoyang Sect, there are hundreds of thousands of top monks in the Yang system, and only three of them have the immortal Yang Linggen. The power of Senior Sister Qingxue's Immortal Yang Linggen has been fully activated. Desperate!"

"Senior Sister Qingxue is going to use all her strength..."

The Tianjiao monks looked at the woman who was shining with infinite brilliance like the sun, as if they were looking at a god.

The heat wave is rolling, and the golden sun is in the sky.

On the edge of the battlefield, Beiyang Shengzi looked at the dazzling and powerful woman, and showed a satisfied smile. Only such a shining woman is worthy of his identity.

The pure and terrifying golden flame power turned into a destructive force and impacted all directions.

An Bulang felt the unparalleled heat hitting his body, making him feel warm.

He looked at the shining woman in front of him, and smiled faintly: "Immortal grade spiritual root? It's really good."

Spiritual root is a unique cultivation qualification of monks. Some people have spiritual roots, while others do not.

And its grades are divided into ordinary grade, top grade, extreme grade, immortal grade, and holy grade.

The woman in front of me has the immortal spirit root, and actually already has the aptitude to be a saint.

Qingxue snorted coldly, her blond hair danced wildly, urged by Chaoyang's holy law, and hit An Bulang directly.

She is like a sun god, mighty and unsurpassed, and the celestial light that blooms from her fists seems to be able to break the stars and melt everything. It is the ultimate high temperature and the ultimate power!

"Is this the power of the Saintess of Chaoyang Sect? It's really powerful." Zell looked at the woman with endless power, and felt that if he had no chance of winning against her, it was too strong.

An Bulang had no expression on his face, and punched out again.

boom! !

Terrible collision.

Like two stars colliding, everything exploded.

In the dojo maintained by the immortal-level formation, all the mountains, rivers and rivers collapsed, and even the protective barrier began to tremble violently. The terrifying energy seemed to break through the barrier and come out.

The Great Sun Immortal Light was distorted and collapsed by the collision of pure force.

Qingxue obviously wanted to use absolute strength to suppress the young man in front of her with a punch, but in the end she felt severe pain in the bones of her hand, as if her hand was about to be torn apart by the fist.

She let out a cry of pain, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, and her body was rolled upside down by a huge force.

An Bulang could feel that the woman's boxing power, which was as powerful as the scorching sun, was indeed very good, enough to disdain most of the sanctuary's transition period, but compared with him now, it was still far behind.

Chi!

A ray of white light tore apart the world projected by the immortal spirit root, like a divine sword splitting the world.

Before Qingxue could catch her breath, she saw the boy in white rushing in front of her.

Shock and fear finally appeared on her cold and aloof face, and she felt a certain gap in absolute power, which made her tremble all over.

At this time, the boy's fist had already dropped mercilessly, and it was aimed at her face...

Boom! ! !

The impact of the fist force shakes the void for three hundred miles.

Qingxue's beautiful face was sunken by the hammer, and several teeth were shot with blood.

Her delicate body shot into the ground like a ray of gold, hitting a big dent!

"Senior Sister!"

"No... Junior Sister Qingxue!"

Everyone exclaimed.

when the smoke cleared.

What everyone saw was a woman whose face was red and swollen and vomiting blood from the beating, and her whole body was limp in the pit.

An Bulang showed a ruthless face, and rushed towards Qingxue again!

"That's enough!" A misty shout filled with immortal power, shattering the world.

Qing Hai's figure had already blocked Qing Xue's front without knowing when.

Seeing this, An Bulang stopped in his tracks, restraining himself.

The battlefield returned to calm.

The Tianjiao of the Chaoyang Sacred Sect who were on the sidelines no longer made the noise before, but looked at the young man in the dojo in shock, as if they were looking at some monster.

"He actually defeated Senior Sister Qingxue?"

"Oh my god..."

"He came from the lower realms, and Senior Sister Qingxue is the candidate saint of our sect, how is this possible..."

Many Tianjiao felt extremely incredible, and the eyes they looked at the young man were no longer as arrogant and contemptuous as before.

Shengzi Beiyang's face felt hot.

He thought that Qingxue would never lose, but he didn't expect to lose so simply. While he felt his face was burning hot, he also felt a burst of anger welling up in his heart, especially when he saw Qingxue's face being deformed by the beating.

"Hmph... dare to make such a heavy hand..."

Beiyang Shengzi stepped into the Martial Arts Dojo, with three big suns hanging behind him, and the scorching heat waves melted the earth and turned into magma.

An Bulang felt a terrifying aura lock onto him.

He looked at Beiyang Shengzi who came not far away, smiled faintly, and said, "Why, you also want to come and do two tricks with me, so that I can see the gap between the monks in the lower realm and the Chaoyang Shengzong?"

The boy's words seemed to slap everyone's face once again.

Qinghe, Qingxue, and other monks from Chaoyang Sacred Sect looked at the monks who came from Hongmeng Continent with a natural sense of superiority.

And their sense of superiority as the Sacred Sect was actually slapped in the face by the youth with absolute strength in these two battles.

Beiyang Shengzi's face darkened, and the terrifying power was spreading.

He raised his hand, and the immortal energy gushed out wildly, and the three big suns hanging in the air behind him flickered, as if they were about to turn into stars of endless light and heat in the next moment, melting everything in the world.

But in the end, he still didn't make a move.

"You... are not qualified to let me make a move."

"If you are lucky enough to survive the catastrophe and become an immortal, I will let you know the huge gap between you and me!"

Beiyang Shengzi is a Xuanxian. He has his own arrogance and crushes his opponents with an absolute difference in realm, which makes him feel no sense of accomplishment.

An Bulang smiled lightly and said nothing more.

Because he really didn't want to pretend.

As for waiting until he becomes a fairy?

To him, Beiyang Shengzi was really boring.

Qinghai Xuanxian cast his eyes on the young man, with surprise and vigilance in his eyes, and said, "An Lang... who are you?"

"Me? Isn't it just an ordinary lower realm monk?" An Bulang showed helplessness and grievance, and spread his hands, "I really don't think of any conflict with you, but why do you insist on targeting me?"

Good guy, this is actually a grievance.

Qinghe, who had been slashed tens of thousands of times by the wind blade, and Qingxue, whose face was smashed by a punch, were so angry that they almost passed out again!