The years passed by, unable to leave the slightest trace on the body of the priest Qin.

　　 Her expression is always indifferent, like a snow lotus blooming proudly in the ice valley.

　　 Silvery white hair, pure as snow, crystal clear as jade.

　　 The ordinary moon-white robe of the priest, on her body, looks like a fairy robes and celestial clothes, exquisitely radiant, as if shining.

　　 "Are you the only one?"

There was a dark red clear light in the eyes of the elegant young man, and he said: "The mortals who dared to go to the gods to slaughter the gods in the past have recovered a bit of style. Unfortunately, this is not enough. If you only recover to this level, That mortal legend is destined to end today."

　　 The priest Qin did not speak.

　　 The sword wings behind her slowly opened.

　　 Invisible power overflowed.

　　 Every white marble brick on the square of the temple began to flash with fine and dense lines like hair.

　　 These patterns are connected to each other, and they spread to the entire square in an instant, forming a certain formation enchantment, and the overflowing milky white moonlight envelopes the entire square.

　　 The guards and butlers behind the elegant young man immediately showed a vigilant look on their faces.

　　 And the young man himself just smiled faintly.

　　 There was a slight disappointment in his smile.

　　 "It turns out that the'Tai Wei Tai Qing Hui Guang Formation' was set a long time ago. From the beginning, you are not sure of winning. If you fall behind, you will definitely lose in this battle."

　　 The young man said, looking around, and said: "Where's Lin Beichen, let him come out, should the matter between me and him be completely over?"

As soon as 　　 said this sentence, a name popped up in Han Bugui's mind.

　　 Wei Mingchen.

　　He must be Wei Mingchen.

　　 Although I don't know why I think so, but this idea is so sure.

　　 The young man looked at Han Buhui, smiled, and said, "Finally guessed my name?"

　　 Han Buhui gritted his teeth and said nothing.

　　 The young man said again: "But I have another name, you certainly don't know... Hehe, many people still call me the King of Gods, this name is so-so, but it is better than nothing, do you think it sounds good?"

　　 Han Buhui was stunned.

　　 But the expressions of Lord Qin and Ye Weiyang have not changed in any way.

　　 is obviously already known.

　　 "You are a self-inflicted snare."

　　 Han Buhui raised his head abruptly, his gaze was like a knife, and he stared at Wei Mingchen firmly, and said: "You bring such a few people to Yunmeng City, Sister Qin and Brother Beichen, you will definitely not be lucky."

　　 The young man smiled and said, "You don't understand." 　　 At this time, the Yuehua Staff in Ye Weiyang's hand had already begun to bloom.

　　 The rosy and delicate lips of the girl pope opened and closed, chanting some spell silently, a powerful breath burst out from his body, and the sword wings slowly opened behind him.

　　 waved the staff.

　　 A hundred-meter-long giant sword is instantly condensed by divine power, and it cuts through the air and slashes towards the **** King Wei Mingchen.

　　 As the world is separated, the air waves roll towards both sides.

　　 The power of this sword surpasses the limits of mortals.

　　 "Little girl, you are too far behind."

　　 Wei Mingchen raised his palm, stretched out his index finger very casually, and tapped his fingertip on the blade of the giant lightsaber.

　　 Click.

　　The giant blade shattered.

　　 "Even the **** you believe in, the true lord of swords, dare not shoot a sword in front of me, let alone you are just a mere believer."

　　 Wei Mingchen smiled and shook his head.

　　A black rope burst out from his fingertips.

　　 The rope is like black, plunged into the void, disappearing and reappearing.

When 　　 reappeared, Ye Weiyang, who was surging with powerful aura of divine power, was entangled and bound by the black silk thread before he could react, and he couldn't break free at all.

　　 The power gap between the two is like a ditch.

　　 But Wei Mingchen didn't mean to kill Ye Weiyang.

　　 He gently waved the back of his hand: "Children, watch the fun outside, don't interfere with adults."

　　 The tied Ye Weiyang's figure was shocked. Together with Han Buhui next to him, he flew out of the square formation in an instant, and was isolated from the formation.

　　 Congenital God Body Dao fetus is too rare.

　　 is in that world...

　　 So I want to stay.

　　 As for expelling Ye Weiyang from the formation, Wei Mingchen didn't worry about her escaping—no one on this continent can escape his palm.

　　 [Taiwei Taiqing returns to the light barrier], the confrontation continues.

　　 At this moment, the priest Qin, who had been silent all the time, finally swung his sword.

　　 The silver sword wings shook slightly behind him, leaving a few sword lights on the spot. The figure had turned into a silver lightning, and it came to Wei Mingchen's body in a flash, and he cut it out with a sword.

　　 The speed is unparalleled.

　　'S figure left a ghostly superimposed afterimage in the air.

　　 "Is this the sword of the slaughter **** back then?"

　　 Wei Mingchen's voice was incredibly complete in such a fast sword light, and immediately stretched out **** and gently clamped the sword.

　　 But at this moment-　 　 A figure with pale and messy hair suddenly appeared behind Wei Mingchen without warning, and a bamboo stick pierced the back of Wei Mingchen silently.

　　 This figure appeared so suddenly and so strangely.

　　 so that the guards next to him did not react at all.

　　 But Wei Mingchen reacted.

　　 He seems to be waking up early.

　　 Two fingers exerted force, a wrong wrist.

　　 The sword in the hands of Lord Qin was suddenly broken.

　　 The force of the counter-shock directly threw the figure of Lord Qin away.

　　 After doing all this, Wei Mingchen turned around slowly.

　　 His speed is so slow.

　　 is so fast again.

　　 is slow because every movement of his can be clearly captured by the naked eye.

　　Quickly because the bamboo stick pierced by the turbulent figure is comparable to lightning, but his late hair came first, and he raised his hand and held the stick in his palm.

　　 "Hehe, Tianqizi, you have fled in the lower realm for such a long time, have you finally dared to attack me?"

　　 Wei Mingchen's faint smile contained a hint of sarcasm: "Unfortunately, it was only a sneak attack with the help of the incomplete version of "Taiwei Taiqing Huiguang Enchantment". It was sneaky and difficult to become a powerful weapon."

　　 The person who made the sneak attack is the old man.

　　 The moment the bamboo stick was held, the old face of Qi changed wildly.

　　 Because the black power is like a tarsal maggot, it spreads along the crisp bamboo stick in an instant.

　　 Wei Mingchen wanted to withdraw his hands and retreat for the first time.

　　 But his arm seemed to be glued to a bamboo stick, and he couldn't pull it off at all.

　　嗤.

　　 A spatter of blood.

　　 Qi Lao directly broke his arm and prayed for God, and cut off his arm himself.

　　 He is in the shape of electricity, and he retreats quickly.

　　 Unexpectedly, with the help of [Taiwei Taiqing Huiguang Enchantment], a raid would not be able to hurt the current Wei Mingchen.

　　 But he retreated quickly, Wei Mingchen shot faster.

　　 The blue bamboo stick burst instantly.

　　 Wei Mingchen bent his five fingers and took a shot in the air.

　　 The black chains of divine power are like evil dragons, and they immediately entangled the body of the old man.

　　 "I gave you a chance, but unfortunately you are not useful."

　　 Wei Mingchen's curved fingers, lightly squeezed.

　　嘭.

　　 Flesh and flesh fly and burst.

　　 Che Lao was directly strangled by the black chain, and turned into blood and blood sputtering.

　　 Spike.

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GOGO.