I can strengthen infinitely

"My little brother is too angry, come on, why don't you come and have a cup of tea with me, it's not a good thing for young people to be so angry." Xuan Minggong continued to say with a smile.

How could Qin Yuesheng listen to him? He immediately reached out his hand to touch the sumeru bag on his waist, then took out the dragon-slaying sword, and slashed at Xuanminggong's shoulder.

Seeing that Qin Yuesheng was stubborn and refused to listen to his own advice, Duke Xuanming's face turned cold instantly, and he no longer smiled.

"I'm talking to you well, why don't you listen."

The ground suddenly cracked, Qin Yuesheng felt his whole body sank, and immediately stopped at the same spot, as if tens of thousands of catties were hung on his body, and it was extremely difficult to move.

Looking carefully, I saw that it was the fire light emanating from the octagonal palace lantern in the hand of Lord Xuan Ming. I don't know when a net was formed around his feet along the ground. The Internet cannot escape the relationship.

Lord Xuanming opened his mouth suddenly, his mouth completely violated the structure of normal people, and opened directly to an exaggerated level that could swallow an adult.

A black vortex slowly swirled in Xuanminggong's mouth, emitting a thick black mist, constantly approaching Qin Yuesheng, but intending to swallow him in one gulp.

That vortex is like an endless abyss, once one falls into it, there will be no survivors.

Qin Yuesheng burst out with all his strength in an instant, and the internal energy of the nine yin and nine yang directly poured out fiercely and manifested in his body.

Following the mobilization of the internal forces of the nine yin and nine yang, the ground under Qin Yuesheng's feet was immediately destroyed, and the net was also destroyed, and the weight on him dissipated.

"Get out!" Qin Yuesheng clapped his palms together, and the scorching Nine Yang internal energy and the cold Nine Yin internal energy surged towards Xuan Minggong in an instant.

With Qin Yuesheng's strength, Xuan Minggong had to take it seriously, so he disappeared in place, and the octagonal palace lantern fell to the ground, thereby avoiding Qin Yuesheng's attack.

At the same time, an arm stretched out from the octagonal lantern, grabbed Qin Yuesheng's ankle, and wanted to forcefully drag him into it.

Qin Yuesheng quickly stepped on this arm with the other foot, grabbed the Dragon Slaying Sword and chopped it down immediately.

boom!

The arm broke and turned into countless beams of light that quickly attached to Qin Yuesheng's body, and forcibly moved one of his legs towards the octagonal palace lantern.

The moment Qin Yuesheng kicked the octagonal palace lantern with his toe, his whole body instantly turned into a phantom, completely submerged in the palace lantern, and the place became quiet again.

The crows flew over and landed around the octagonal palace lantern. Their red pupils looked at the white-lit octagonal palace lantern and quacked.

……

The Hengshan in the distance, the black water nearby, every mountain and every river are all written by brush and ink.

Qin Yuesheng looked around in surprise, this place was not like the real world at all, it was more like a painting.

Duke Xuanming is located not far from Qin Yuesheng, with a crow under his feet and three cranes flying around, all in the style of ink painting.

At this moment, in this world, only Qin Yuesheng and Xuan Minggong are normal.

"Who are you?" Qin Yuesheng frowned.

"You will know soon, welcome to my world." Xuan Minggong's whole body suddenly exploded, turning into a large amount of ink and dissipating on the spot.

In the sky, a big hand made entirely of ink was photographed, and it crushed down towards Qin Yuesheng with the momentum of covering the sky and covering the sun. Qin Yuesheng was about to strike him down, when a large number of palms stretched out from under his feet in an instant, covering his legs. Grab it, then the thigh and waist, trying to fix it in place, unable to move.

hum!

An image of a golden bell appeared beside Qin Yuesheng in an instant, shaking away all the foreign objects of everyone, where the golden bell is, all evil cannot invade.

The golden bell jar of magic power.

Qin Yuesheng looked at the giant palm that was getting closer and closer to him, and directly threw out all the nine little red suns on his body. Like the leader of Bailian, he used the nine suns to form a line like an arrow to attack the enemy, which can exert great power .

As soon as the nine little Chiyang hit the giant palm, the giant palm couldn't bear it at all, the ink and ink dissipated immediately, and the giant palm collapsed.

Under Qin Yuesheng's control, the nine little red suns immediately formed a circle and spun rapidly above his head. The world of ink and wash that evaporated from the astonishing heat began to collapse, and those ink and wash landscapes were thrown into the Just like in the clear water tank, he fainted directly.

Whoohoo!

Suddenly a strong wind blew, and droplets of ink condensed towards the sky, and finally turned into nine ink dragons flying in the sky.

"Your inner strength technique is really good, let me try this trick." Xuan Minggong's voice sounded, and the nine ink dragons flew around each other in an instant, and they all rushed towards Qin Yuesheng.

This ink painting world seemed to be mobilized at this moment, helping the nine ink dragons to grow stronger, and every scale on their body became clear and clear.

Obviously, the nine ink dragons gradually became stronger and stronger.

Qin Yuesheng was completely unafraid, activated the golden bell cover, took out the Heavenly Fire Divine Saber from the sumeru bag, and directly slashed at the nine ink dragons with the Seven Limits of Heaven and Earth.

Collapse!

Layers of mountains were formed, and they collided with the ink dragon constantly. Every ink dragon seemed to have the power of a real dragon. Qin Yuesheng felt that it was quite difficult to contradict him, but fortunately, Qin Yuesheng's strength was extraordinary. With the double help, he was still better than Xuan Minggong after all.

As Qin Yuesheng exerted his strength again, the ink dragon couldn't bear the pressure after all, and it exploded in an instant.

The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant's nest, and the dissipation of the first magic dragon represented the beginning of the collapse. With Qin Yuesheng's internal energy erupting, the second and third black dragons dissipated one after another. Finally, Duke Xuanming couldn't stand it anymore. Drilled out of a black dragon's body, and slapped Qin Yuesheng's back with a palm.

boom!

But Qin Yuesheng has the magical skill of protecting the body, and it is impossible to hurt him without breaking the golden bell cover. Xuan Minggong's slap on the golden bell cover only caused a tremor, which can be said to be powerless.

"Let me see what you are." Qin Yuesheng reached out and grabbed Xuan Minggong's wrist, and activated the decomposition function.

[Whether——decompose the "soul in the palace lantern painting. Xuan Ming Gong"]

[Decomposition success rate, 3.66%]

The moment Xuan Minggong was caught by Qin Yuesheng, his whole body trembled, and somehow he felt as if a mysterious force enveloped his body.

Chapter 323 [323] Who is Nine Thousand Years Old

【Decomposition failed】

With a reminder, Qin Yuesheng instantly revealed his eight arms, and his punches were as fast as a gust of wind, and they all hit Xuan Minggong's body like a cannonball.

This thing is not a person, so it must have many strange means. Qin Yuesheng came here to find the head of Wugenmen, but he couldn't waste too much energy on him.

The eight-armed state is exactly the performance of Qin Yuesheng's full strength.

Seeing that Qin Yuesheng no longer used sword techniques, but instead specialized in close combat, Xuan Minggong's expression became uneasy for a while. He is the spirit of this palace lantern, and most of his methods are spells, and he has no background in martial arts. However, when he fights against Qin Yuesheng for a long time, the disadvantage will become bigger and bigger.In the end, there is no doubt that you will lose.

And every time Qin Yuesheng makes a shot, the moment he touches Xuan Minggong's body, he will definitely activate the decomposition function to touch the prize. As long as he wins the last time, he will not lose anything.

Xuan Minggong rashly exposed his whereabouts, which led to a dangerous situation. Under Qin Yuesheng's violent offensive, his methods were disintegrated and resolved one by one, and they did not have much effect.

"You want me to die! Well, let's die together!"

Mr. Xuanming showed madness on his face. He knew that even in this world under the lights, Qin Yuesheng would probably be helpless, so he saw his figure suddenly expand, and the ink and wash mountains in all directions began to burn with black flames.

At the edge of the world in the lamp, ink wash is dissipating.