After practicing to the Pure Yang Wuji, I found that it was a strange world

Chapter 36 Fighting
The tornado that reached the sky and the terrifying shock of the punch completely destroyed the house in an instant.

There was a faint green light flickering all around, forming a dome-like magic circle.

Boom!

Another terrifying noise like thunder was heard.

The strategist hurriedly maintained the magic circle.

The power generated by this aftermath fell on the magic circle and created ripples. These ripples continued to spread, causing faint ripples to appear on the forbidden magic circle.

Ji Tu had anticipated the power that would be generated when the two men attacked, but he had not expected it to be so great.

If he hadn't released this ban and the fighting had been unleashed, I'm afraid half of Qingping County would have fallen.

Normally speaking, it is impossible for a person of this level to appear in Qingping County.

But now there are two.

“It is indeed a place of turmoil.”

In a teahouse on one side, Qingmu Sanren was leisurely drinking tea while looking into the distance.

"Master, is this okay for you?"

"What can I do? Are you going to let me go over there and be crushed like an ant?" Qingmu Sanren puffed his beard and glared.

"Since you can't change it, just enjoy it, understand? Just like a bitch," he continued.

"Do you want to wait until I die to inherit my estate?" Qingmu Sanren looked at his disciple suspiciously.

"Master, do you have any inheritance? What should I inherit?"

"That's right." Qingmu Sanren took a sip of tea leisurely and continued to observe.

Ji Tu couldn't help but take out a jade pendant.

This is a legacy of Baihe Temple.

"Friend Li, come and help quickly."

Li Ye from Qingping Palace wanted to go in and help.

But looking at the situation now, she would probably be killed instantly if she went in.

The two people inside are not human at all.

The City God was also watching from afar.

As the most powerful god in Qingping County, he is still not enough in front of such a scene.

There was a layer of golden light shining all over He Qing's body, like the golden body of Buddha, but there was a qualitative difference.

There once was a Taoist ancestor named Lu Chunyang, also known as Chunyangzi, who practiced the Chunyang way.

The Dragon Binding Dharma King looked at He Qing's body, which looked as if it was covered with golden sand, and couldn't help thinking.

Lu Zu also founded the Danxia School, also known as the Chunyang Palace.

Nowadays, the Danxia sect is spreading a magical technique that is based on pure yang.

"Could it be that this young Taoist priest is the most powerful person in the Danxia Sect this generation?" The Dragon-binding Dharma King thought to himself.

His brows were furrowed, and the muscles on his brows were like snakes.

The body of the Dragon Binding Dharma King is now weak, but only 20% to 30% of its peak strength.

Since the physical body could not be taken down, layers of black smoke suddenly began to spread all over the body of the Dragon Binding Dharma King.

The black smoke quickly mixed with the surrounding storms and turned into a tornado filled with a strange atmosphere.

This strange aura is extremely corrosive, and even He Qing has to use his internal energy to resist it if he encounters it.

'This must be the weirdness.'

It’s different from the last time, when the monster was attached to an object and didn’t move.

This time, it was someone who took the initiative to drive the weirdness, the gap was simply too big.

Just like a knife, the lethality that can be caused by a knife lying on the ground and a person holding the knife is a world of difference.

"hold head high!"

An extremely high and shrill cry went straight into the ninth heaven.

It was like the cry of an eagle.

At this moment, strange gray-brown feathers suddenly appeared on the body of the Dragon Binding Dharma King.

These feathers are messy and disorderly, but they carry a powerful force and resonate with the wind.

At this moment, the aura of the Dragon Binding Dharma King is several times stronger than before. It has almost solidified and turned into black smoke that looks like dragons and snakes dancing wildly around his body.

His whole body swelled up, and his disordered gray feathers were like a suit of armor. At the same time, the eyes of the Binding Dragon Dharma King were red and extremely violent, and he roared in pain.

"Let me use this form, boy, and not only will I kill you, but I will also exterminate all your clans."

He Qing's expression remained unchanged, and the golden elixir in his body began to operate smoothly.

Whoosh!
boom!
The enormous force formed an air wave that spread in all directions like ripples.

The Dragon Binding Dharma King raised his leg and smashed it down fiercely.

Boom! Boom!
A series of houses began to collapse, as if a dragon was turning over.

However, when all this happened, it was resisted by an even more powerful force.

He Qing's entire body seemed to be burning with golden flames.

For the first time, all the pure yang energy surged out like a tsunami.

The extremely thick pure yang energy almost condensed into a solid, rolling around like flames.

At this moment, He Qing's eyes became extremely sacred.

He Qing stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist.

Then he swung it out like a hammer.

This was a fight without any skills, only the release of the most primitive power.

boom!
As a punch was thrown, a terrifying wave of energy spread out, and the entire void seemed unable to withstand this huge force, and ripples began to appear.

When this punch actually landed on the Dragon Binding Dharma King, he realized the true power of this punch.

The devil-like Dragon Binding Dharma King was thrown out like a ball.

The place where the fist hit suddenly protruded out.

Then came the violent storm, the fist shadows like a landslide and tsunami.

Every time a punch landed on the Dragon Binding Dharma King, a huge golden flame burned.

With each punch, the ground beneath him sank a foot deeper.

The ground around it cracked like a spider web, forming a large bowl-shaped hole.

He Qing spat out the Samadhi True Fire.

The flames suddenly erupted when they landed on the body of the Dragon Binding Dharma King.

Suddenly, flames filled the sky, almost covering half of the sky.

A charming figure in red was watching this scene from a distance.

Yue Qinghan's eyes were as beautiful as a painting. When she saw the figure covered in eagle feathers lying on the ground so miserably, her heart couldn't help but be moved.

"Alas, why bother? The once mighty King of Dharma has fallen to this state."

The thought of the King of Binding Dragons once dominating the world and his overwhelming power makes me feel a little sad.

In the most extreme case, even if he faced the eight great generals of the imperial court alone, he would not show any fear at all.

but now.
Such a person was actually being ravaged like a dog.

"Uncle Zhao, rest in peace."

As soon as the words fell, the figure in red suddenly disappeared.

People will eventually grow old, heroes will fade away, and beauties will lose their beauty, which is the most regrettable.

A once wise ruler may become foolish when he grows old.

When the Dragon Binding King was defeated by the First Divine Sword, when he gave up his most proud physique, when he chose to rely on the strange power, he was already dead.

The feathers on the Dragon Binding King's body faded away, revealing his original body.

It was a body that was already riddled with holes.

He Qing walked to his side and looked at the Dragon Binding Dharma King.

"Hahaha."

As he was about to die, he burst into crazy laughter.

"Okay, it's better to die like this. It's better than..."

The Dragon Binding Dharma King tilted his head and fell silent.

He Qing reached out and took out a feather from his side, a tail feather that was more than ten feet long.

I will simplify the fighting in the future, I am not very good at it, alas
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(End of this chapter)