Chidori Lake.

The originally picturesque resort is now in a mess, with two powerful divine powers covering dozens of miles.

Some practitioners want to get close to this place, but their powerful pressure makes it difficult for them to move forward, and even those above the God Transformation Realm cannot get close to them.

Feng Lingyun stood on the surface of the lake, and the divine fire wrapped him in gilded armor, holding a magic gun, and was full of heroic posture, with the courage of thousands of men.

He has abundant divine power, not weaker than the top ten gods on the red list, or even a god.

Just the genius of the Holy Clan can rank among the top in the ancient battlefield. This is the foundation of the Holy Clan, who is not afraid of in the heavens?

Qin Mu held the magical iron of creation in his hand, his robes were simple, black and white, and his eyebrows were arrogant. He was in awe of magical martial arts, and his temperament was not inferior to the geniuses of the Holy Clan, and even more crazy than the geniuses of the Holy Clan!

“Arrogance requires capital!”

Feng Lingyun's mouth raised, and the two were only ten feet apart. The divine fire on his body was rising, and the divine power was overwhelming the entire Qiandian Lake.

In the golden light not far away, Feng Qingxian and Feng Xiaolin both stared at Qin Mu.

Feng Xiaolin said coldly: "Brother Lingyun has been entering the Divine Sea Realm for ten years. He is not an ordinary god. Just pressure can make the god crawl."

Feng Qingxian said in a deep voice: "You can't underestimate the enemy, he is very powerful."

"Qingxian, how can you gain the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige?" Feng Xiaolin asked.

Feng Qingxian did not explain that she had fought with Qin Mu at the time, and Qin Mu was still very weak at that time, and she had a hard time winning.

Qin Mu is far from that time now.

Moreover, she knew that the fortune Qin Mu had obtained was definitely not simple. After Old Ye’s guidance, he must be very powerful now.

Jiang Luoshen turned his back to all living beings!

In her sea of ​​consciousness, Jiang Luoshen's soul looked at each other with the soul of the ancient ferocious beast.

It was a giant whose wings covered the sky and whose fire wings could capture the nine heavens.

It looked down at Jiang Luoshen from a high place!

It is said that the origin of the holy clan is related to ancient ferocious beasts. Their bloodline and soul merge to create a powerful holy clan.

The Holy Clan has a huge clan, with thin bloodlines like mortal grass, and the bloodline returning to the ancestors can awaken the ferocious beasts in their bodies and have powerful power comparable to the old gods.

Jiang Luoshen awakened the evil soul in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he was a proud guy. He began to rebirth from ancient times and lived in the blood of the holy clan. It was a symbiotic relationship with Jiang Luoshen.

Without Jiang Luoshen, it would die unless she passed on this bloodline.

It is very powerful, and even wants to backfire on the host and occupy Jiang Luoshen's body.

"Kneel down!"

Jiang Luoshen said strongly.

The ferocious beast comparable to the stars was forced to bend down, and Jiang Luoshen said indifferently: "You can only come out when I need you."

The fiery red beast disappeared deep in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Jiang Luoshen's eyes returned to gentleness, but she couldn't help but look back, looking at Qin Mu not far away, and silently cheering for him in her heart.

She did not interfere in the battle, and she knew that Qin Mu needed to vent his anger.

The two have been together for so long, and she knows Qin Mu’s thoughts very well.

The Qiandou Lake covered with divine power quickly evaporated most of the lake, and Qin Mu's body remained motionless, and his face remained unchanged in the face of the divine power.

Feng Lingyun frowned slightly. This guy really has two brushes.

He rushed forward with a magic gun in his hand.

Qin Mu also picked up the magical iron of creation.

Two magic weapons collided, the space was shaking, and the mountains were trembling.

Zangfeng on the lakeside nodded slightly.

When Qin Mu and Feng Qingxian fought, they finally asked him to help. Now Qin Mu is far better than that of the past.

Every time the magical iron of creation fell, Feng Lingyun's hand was shaking. The divine weapon in Qin Mu's hand was too heavy, so his arm was numb.

"ah!"

Feng Lingyun shouted loudly, and the magic spear in his hand burst out with a divine light. He used his magical powers, and the flames lingered around the tip of the spear, and a fire phoenix flew out.

Qin Mu activated the Wind God Pattern to avoid Feng Lingyun's magical power attack. The fire phoenix hit the mountain behind. The whole mountain melted instantly, and the creatures on it didn't even have time to wail.

"Compare speed with the Phoenix Clan?"

Fire feathers emerged from Feng Lingyun's back. When his wings vibrated, the space caused ripples. His speed increased greatly and he continued to display his magical powers.

Qin Mu waved the magical iron of creation and shattered the oncoming fire phoenix magical powers. Soon, the magical iron of creation almost turned into a fire stick.

The temperature was extremely terrifying. Now if the magical iron of creation was put into Qiandeng Lake, the entire lake would evaporate.

The wind suddenly doubled under Qin Mu's feet, and the speed was much faster than before. He moved horizontally to Feng Lingyun and whipped him in the face with a stick.

Feng Lingyun was shaken away, with blood foam hanging on the corner of her mouth, and two teeth were punched out, which was even more serious than damaging the flesh and blood.

It is easy for a powerful man in the divine realm to be reborn with a broken limb, but being slapped in the face like Qin Mu would have a stingy pain on his face, which was a great humiliation.

"What!"

Feng Xiaolin's eyes were shocked.

Feng Qingxian was actually very calm. As expected, Jiang Luoshen smiled on his cheek, and his smile was so beautiful that it was enough to charm all living beings.

The four gods all had solemn expressions. Feng Lingyun was the best genius among the clan, even if he was injured by the mortal cultivators.

Feng Xiaolin couldn't catch Qin Mu's figure with his naked eyes, and said in a deep voice: "How could he be faster than the Phoenix Clan's body movements?"

The old woman in the sky was knowledgeable and murmured softly: "The long-lost Qilin Step?"

The old woman frowned slightly. The Phoenix clan's body skills were no weaker than the Qilin step, and Feng Lingyun's realm was higher, so his speed was not as fast as Qin Mu.

"Is this the so-called genius of the Holy Clan?" Qin Mu's lips raised, as if the God King was above him. Today he wanted to teach him how to be a human being.

Qin Mu merged the wind god pattern into the Qilin pattern and then used the magical power Qilin step, so his speed was faster than the normal Qilin step.

He left countless afterimages in the space.

Qin Mu waved the burning red magic iron of creation and smashed it at Feng Lingyun's head. In order to be free, his head was not covered with armor.

Feng Lingyun waved his magic gun to resist, but he was half a beat slower than Qin Mu's speed. He was quickly beaten to a "high-end" and his nose and face were swollen.

Feng Qingxian and Feng Xiaolin looked at each other. Feng Lingyun was very outstanding among the younger generation of the Feng clan, with strong bloodlines and a talented genius, but now he was completely suppressed by Qin Mu.

Feng Xiaolin's eyes were firm and he said in a deep voice: "Our Holy Clan will not be defeated."

He believed that Feng Lingyun could defeat Qin Mu because it was pride in his bones and the confidence given to them by the blood of the Holy Clan.

Jiang Luoshen's beautiful eyes were shining. She knew that Qin Mu was expressing his attitude and that he wanted the Holy Clan to know his strength.

On the battlefield, Feng Lingyun's fire feathers suddenly closed in front of him, forming a flame barrier, and he could only passively defend now.

Qin Mu continued to attack fiercely, and the magical iron of creation fell on the flame barrier transformed into by the divine power. Feng Lingyun's head buzzed, and blood was stained on his earlobe, and he was almost in a concussion.

At this moment, Feng Lingyun no longer underestimates Qin Mu. If he does not show his strength, the dignity of the holy clan will be left here by him.

Feng Lingyun's armor changed. The golden armor was covered with blood, and the flesh and blood were fused with the armor, and his power was rising step by step.

"roar!"

Feng Lingyun roared to the sky.

He released a powerful storm of divine power, and Qin Mu was shrunk dozens of feet away.

Feng Lingyun activated the bloodline of the holy clan in his body, and his strength doubled. The flesh and flesh merged with armor, and the fire feathers were created on his back, like a half-orc in the sky outside the sky. The terrifying power twisted the space.

He held the magic gun in his hand and rushed towards Qin Mu again, increasing his speed several times.

Qin Mu's arms were covered with golden scales. He held the magic iron of creation in his hand and continued to collide with Feng Lingyun, and ripples appeared in the space.

The nearby mountains and rivers are shaking.

Qin Mu became more and more brave as he fought, and his body was filled with thunder, and there was no sign of retreating [Xinbiquge www.biqule.vip].

Feng Qingxian lost his voice, "What a monster. Feng Lingyun can't suppress him with his bloodline. The thunder sound of his body is, is that the hidden realm of the gods?"

"Brother Lingyun will never lose."

Qin Mu's strength was unexpected, but Feng Xiaolin believed that Feng Lingyun could defeat Qin Mu. After all, the geniuses of the Holy Clan had many trump cards.

The magic weapons in the hands of the two kept colliding.

When two divine weapons collided, the space was torn apart and the void was revealed. The divine power stirred the mountains and rivers within a radius of more than ten miles, and cracks were everywhere in the mountains and rivers.

Feng Lingyun's attack was messy and he was very anxious. The elder was still watching from the sky, and he wanted to show himself in front of Jiang Luoshen.

As a genius of the Holy Clan, he was suppressed by the mortal youth, and he couldn't stand it.

Bang!

Two magic weapons were released at the same time.

The two began to fight in close combat, and their fists reached the flesh. Feng Lingyun raised the phoenix palm, and Qin Mu waved the dragon fist, and the battle became more and more intense.

Feng Lingyun had fire feathers falling off.
To be continued...