Daoling killed him, and his breath surged, shattering the clouds in the sky. He punched him with a surge of Qi ''waves'', and the invincible holy power collapsed the vacuum.
It was like a dragon roaring, spreading the fist wind from the sky and covering the ground, and the scraped green Wencheng face was bleeding. He was scared all over, and was stunned by a kind of divine power. He felt a demon looking down on him in the Ninth Heaven.
Daoling''s fist was as powerful as bamboo, and the spitting fist awn shook the earth in ten directions. When the fist had not been hit, the ferocious fist wind drove him to the bottom of the ground, and the earth beside him opened, and the "chaos" stone burst into the sky.
A fist shocked the world, and it was full of anger. Blood gushed from the ground and dyed the earth red.
The world was silent, and Daoling''s body stiffened slightly for a while. He stood up and appeared in front of the scorched green bamboo.
This scene made Daoling angry, and looking up to the sky was a roar: "Qing clan!"
The sound ''wave'' was surging, and he roared all over with anger, sweeping the eight wastelands, destroying everything, breaking ancient trees, shaking mountains, and the roar of the Grand Canyon.
This momentum, a creepy group of rushing faces'' color ''terrible, don''t know what happened, just know that a man suspected of being a God is crazy.
"What''s going on?" There are also people of the Qing nationality who came to surround Daoling. Hearing this sentence, their faces'' color ''changed dramatically. Is this person Daoling!
Soon, many characters came to the scene, and all of them breathed coldly. The mountain forest was overturned, completely destroyed, and nothing existed anymore. They seemed to see a hero in a frenzy, shouting at the mountains and rivers.
"Is this?" Someone saw a charred body with a sudden change in expression. Isn''t this the star tyrant of the Qing nationality, Qing Yijun?
"No!" Several old people of the Qing nationality came here with their eyes'' lustful ''cracked, roared repeatedly, and almost vomited blood. It is inconceivable that the future leader of the Qing nationality should be damaged here!
Most of the people here are from Qingzhou City. When you lift the "chaos" stone and dig out the carving of a headless old man from the ground, you are shocked. Someone recognizes him through his body shape, which is an old man of the Qing nationality.
A group of people of the Qing clan are going crazy. It''s just a loss for an old clan, but Qing Yijun is over, and the most important thing is where is Qing Yifei?
"It can''t be him!" Several old people of the Qing nationality present first thought of the boy, but he was directly rejected. How can he kill the old people of the Qing nationality?
Several old people of the Qing nationality were scared to paralysis, and they didn''t know what kind of trouble they had caused. The most important thing for him was that a treasure of the Qing nationality, the Chixia treasure fan, which wove the general trend of the world, was missing!
This Cabernet Sauvignon fan was refined by the owners of the Qing clan for several generations. It was refined by collecting nine ancient fierce animal feathers.
On that day, it was the inside story of the mobile family that bought these treasures. Coupled with the fact that the strongest of the two generations of the Qing family sacrificed for hundreds of years to ''hand in'' the treasure that weaves the general trend of heaven and earth, it was gone!
"Yes, the origin is still..." a faint voice rolled over. Although the voice was flat, it contained a kind of dignity that made the world tremble.
This is a shadow, can''t see clearly, hidden in the void, stretched out a palm and took qingyijun''s body away.
And the rest of the group were cold and didn''t dare to speak at all. They felt that this was a terrible strong man.
Wu Wangqing put qingyijun''s body away with great satisfaction, and muttered to himself, "is that the child who breathed just now?"
"Whether it is or not, he is not emperor''s opponent. The world will be ''chaotic''. As long as emperor gets her orthodoxy in the ancient god of war palace, even the invincible young supreme will crawl and tremble at the feet of emperor!"
Wu Wangqing quickly left here, but the news soon spread to Qingzhou City, causing a great shock.
"Qingyijun was unexpectedly shocked to death. Who did this? He had such an unnatural strength."
"This qingyijun was also unlucky. First he was hit hard by the disciples of Xingchen college, and now he was shocked to death. It''s really a double whammy, and I don''t know what he did."
"I heard that the person who shot was a divine body, and I don''t know whether it was true or false. If it was true, the Qing nationality probably provoked people who shouldn''t be provoked. It seems that the status of the Qing nationality in Qingzhou is difficult to protect."
"There are enough big events today. First, a king was damaged in the martial hall, and so many strong people died. Now the Qing clan is also unlucky. Tut Tut, I feel that the Xuanyu is going to be ''chaotic''."
The Qing nationality can be said to be angry. Qing Yijun not only died, but lost the Cheshire treasure fan. This is the treasure of the Qing nationality, which is related to the inside story of their family.
"You must find this little beast and take back the Cabernet Sauvignon fan. This thing can''t be lost!"
"If you dig three feet, you should dig him out. Even if he hides in Xingchen college, he will be shocked to death to prevent future troubles!"
Many big figures of the Qing nationality spoke. For a time, the murderous spirit was overwhelming, and half of Qingzhou City was cold, as if the cold winter came ahead of schedule.
Outside Qingzhou City, primeval forests are densely covered, and the forests under the night are not quiet. All kinds of beasts travel, and terrible aliens swallow the moon and roar, shaking the mountains and forests.
In a newly opened ''cave'' mansion, a shadow was sitting in it, dressed in rags, covered with blood, and his breath was extremely weak.
If Daoling swallowed the blood ''Jade'' pill, he would be ready for heavy damage. This is a pill ''medicine'' that ''stimulates'' the potential. Many people dare not take it rashly. If it weren''t for Daoling''s strong * *, it would be impossible to persist for so long.
Later, he forced himself to burn the source, which was a direct blow. He almost ran out of oil and the lamp dried up, and the whole person was extremely weak.
Although he escaped, Daoling was not happy. His eyes looked at the charred bamboo body, and he nervously took out a drop of golden ''color'' energy and cut a little bit into the bamboo body.
There is no doubt that this energy is very terrible. The breath of life is vigorous and contains mysterious'' waves''. Even the bamboo body, which was almost destroyed by thunder, can be recovered at this time.
The scorched bamboo body showed a green ''color'' luster, and Daoling''s dead heart lit up hope. Looking at the continuous nourishment of the bamboo body, it began to return to the white ''Jade'' color, and the tight heart finally relaxed.
After a while, Dao Ling frowned and muttered, "why is there no wisdom?"
"Isn''t it!" His palm suddenly trembled, and he said quietly, "it''s impossible. The wisdom of green bamboo will not dissipate, never!"
If the spirit of green bamboo dissipates, it is panic stricken. If green bamboo breeds wisdom again, it is no longer the original, but a new life.
This is by no means what Daoling wants to see. He desperately feels that the yuan God is about to burn and communicates with green bamboo.
After a night''s effort, Dao Ling finally noticed an imperceptible ''wave'' of intelligence, which made his face ''color'' ecstatic, laughing: "intelligence has not been completely extinct, there is still salvation, there is salvation!"
There are too many treasures in this world. If there is a trace of wisdom left in some spiritual bodies, then some strange ''drugs'' can help recover.
Daoling was overjoyed and happier than his recovery. He hurriedly took out the ancient Dan Sutra and seriously looked for some strange Dan ''medicine''. Finally, he found one: tianhun Dan!
"Hey, what is the soul source?" Daoling frowned. He knew all kinds of spiritual ''drugs'' needed by this heaven soul pill. Although it was difficult to find, there was always hope.
However, there is a soul source that he has never heard of, but it should have something to do with the yuan God. He estimates that it should be extremely precious.
However, there is a solution, Daoling is still very happy. He ''touched'' the bamboo body and muttered to himself: "don''t worry, green bamboo, give me some time, and you can see the sun again. This day won''t be too long!"
Daoling packed the green bamboo with a ''Jade'' box. He tried to sit down. His injury was too serious, his skin was cracked, and his blood gas was dry. If this kind of heavy injury was delayed, it would certainly hurt the foundation.
"Fortunately, there is gold ''color'' energy, otherwise it would be a big trouble." Daoling took a deep breath. He swallowed a drop of golden ''color'' energy, which could be quantified, derived magical energy, and began to nourish his injured body.
This kind of energy has a miraculous effect on healing, and the dried blood gas in the body is resurgent, recovering little by little.