Ling Qingyan knew the location of the three prophets from the lord of Burr City, and left Burr City.

When he left Bear City, Dereya sent it himself. Ling Qingyan could only feel helpless about Dereya's unusual gaze... He knew that it was just the girl Dereya was in love with her. Although this woman might have lived for many years, she had never really fallen in love.

Ling Qingyan understood that this time he left Burr City, he might never see Dereya again, and he was very decisive.

After Ling Qingyan left Burr City, he quickly marched northward, and the road was smooth sailing.

It was not until he reached a seaweed community that Ling Qingyan slowed down. As if Ling Qingyan felt something seemed to exist in the seaweed community. When he walked in, he found that the surrounding space had completely changed.

Originally, the seaweed community completely disappeared, and replaced by the boundless sky. There were long swords everywhere. The sword broke through the air and came through Ling Qingyan's chest, which changed slightly! Ling Qingyan's face was slightly turned! Ling Qingyan's big hand was opened, and the power of the divine way surged, and the sword was shattered in a blink of an eye.

Feeling the turmoil in his hand, Ling Qingyan's face showed surprise, "Such a curious illusion array!"

What trapped Ling Qingyan now was a strange fantasy array.

After Ling Qingyan knew that this was the illusion array, his face moved slightly, and at the same time, the part between his eyebrows suddenly began to crack. The Eye of Destruction soon appeared and rotated... As Ling Qingyan's soul power poured into it, the Eye of Destruction gradually extended a series of agitated lights and suddenly rioted.

Almost instantly, a black light appeared on the Eye of Nirvana, striking directly into the sky.

"Bang!" with a loud bang, the surrounding space shaking.

"Papa" sound slowly came out. Then the surrounding illusion arrays were like shattered fragments, separated by sliver.

"Who is it?!" Soon, Ling Qingyan glanced at the twenty people in the distance... These twenty people, led by a middle-aged man, were spewing a mouthful of blood next to the middle-aged man and fell to the ground with a bang. It was obvious that he could not live long.

"City Lord. I..." The old man oozed out of water with difficulty, trying to catch the middle-aged man, but in the end he suddenly fell to the ground and died!

"Old Tie!" The middle-aged man's face changed drastically. He squatted down and placed the old man's body flat. His eyes were filled with hatred and looked at Ling Qingyan in the distance. This gaze made Ling Qingyan feel a little shivered in his heart.

"It turned out to be the natal illusion array!"

Ling Qingyan didn't expect that the magical environment before was actually arranged by a cultivator at the peak of the Void Star Realm... The person who set up the formation was the old man who just died!

The natal illusion array is a powerful illusion array arranged at the cost of burning the essence and blood in his body. Ling Qingyan has only heard of it in the past, but has never seen it. It is said that if a person sets up a natal illusion array, even if he is dozens of times stronger than him, a person who is hundreds of times more likely to be able to crack it.

Ling Qingyan can break the old man's natal illusion array. It is not that Ling Qingyan's strength is dozens or hundreds of times higher than the old man, but because Ling Qingyan has the Eye of Narcissal.

The Eye of Nirvana opens. It is the nemesis of all illusion arrays.

This old man died unjustly.

"This old man actually called this middle-aged man the 'city lord'. The hatred contained in the middle-aged man's eyes when he looked at me was obviously extremely profound... It is obvious that this middle-aged man should be the 'fark' of the city of Fark," Ling Qingyan looked at the middle-aged man and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Unexpectedly, not long after he left Burr City, he was intercepted by Farke on the way.

Fake's reaction speed is too fast, right?

"Lord of Farke?" Ling Qingyan looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

"Hmph!" Fake saw that Ling Qingyan could actually recognize him, and was no stranger to him. He showed endless anger on his face, and waved his hand, "Design the formation and kill him!"

Almost instantly, twenty people behind Fake rushed forward and surrounded Ling Qingyan. The people were moving very fast, and each of them was very strong... Ling Qingyan glanced at a glance and saw that these twenty people were all cultivators at the back level of the Void Star Realm.

"In this coax, there are really strong people. I'm afraid they can compare with the number of strong people in the starry sky," Ling Qingyan said in his heart.

"Crazy"

However, when the twenty people took action, Ling Qingyan's face darkened.

Because he saw that when these twenty people were moving, the agitated power extended out and was connected in an extremely mysterious way, sweeping towards him.

"Hmph!" Ling Qingyan's eyes were slightly cold, and his right hand suddenly slapped out into a palm. Suddenly, a black palm print roared out, rushing out these twenty coaxing people... However, in a flash, Ling Qingyan was stunned.

Because with the black giant palm that Ling Qingyan extended out, the twenty people gathered together and actually mobilized a colorful force. It was obvious that the power of these people gathered together! Almost in the blink of an eye, the palm print condensed by Ling Qingyan was directly shattered.

"Hmph! Even if I face the joint efforts of twenty of them, I can't win!"

The city lord of the Fark City also moved at this moment, snorted coldly and stepped out, with a sudden shock of his hands, and a wide long sword appeared in his hand. The sword was covered with sharp blue force, and it roared towards Ling Qingyan's place.

Wherever his power passed, wherever the sword was facing, the sea water was completely split by him, forming a vacuum.

Seeing that the power of these twenty people united to set up the formation was no less than the power of an imperial-level primary powerhouse, when he felt the attack of the Lord of Farke, Ling Qingyan's face could not help but feel fear, but he had no sign of fear. After all, he had other resources.

"Huhh!" Ling Qingyan stretched out his hand, and the Netherworld Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

At the same time, Ling Qingyan's second soul clone suddenly appeared aside. The spear of destruction in the hands of the second soul clone seemed to contain infinite power. It rushed directly towards the Fake who was plundering towards Ling Qingyan's original deity. The power of the spear of the spear of the spear turned the surrounding sea water into a white flower.

The spear of destruction whizzes out!

"Clang!" Almost instantly, the Spear of Destruction had already collided with the long sword in Farke's hand. Ling Qingyan's second soul clone moved his body and took two steps back.

On the other hand, the Lord of Farke flew backwards.

"How is that possible!?" Fake felt a sweet throat, and he held back the blood, staring at the second soul clone summoned by Ling Qingyan incredibly. (To be continued...

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