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Chapter 1360 Fierce Fighting

There is a Heaven and Earth Spiritual Art List in Dongli Realm. Only powerful spiritual arts can be on the list. Sword Dao Spiritual Art is very rare, but the ranking is not low. Wang Qingshan searched the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Art List, but he couldn't find Qinglian to kill the devil. Slashing, he was still a little disappointed, now it seems that Qinglian Slaying Demon Slash's power is not weak.

The dense golden beams pierced through the scorching blue sun and came straight to Wang Qingshan.

As soon as Wang Qingshan's sword art changed, the nine blue flying swords suddenly burst into blue light, and the sound of the swords was loud, and a large area of ​​incomparably sharp blue sword energy swept out, facing the dense golden beam of light.

Rumble!
The cyan sword energy shattered the incoming golden beam of light, and powerful waves of energy burst out.

At this time, the blue scorching sun had disappeared.

Jin Jing Sanren's eyes are solemn, and hundreds of small golden mirrors are suspended in the void behind him.

With a flash of golden light, hundreds of small golden mirrors suddenly burst into dazzling golden light, spraying out a golden beam of light that was as thick as a bowl, and the hundreds of golden beams turned into a golden beam of more than ten feet in diameter halfway. , the void was distorted for a while, making a piercing sound of piercing the void, and the void seemed to be torn apart.

"Monster Slaying Golden Light Mirror!"

Wang Qingshan's face became serious. This spiritual art ranked fifth in the list of spiritual arts in the world. It was performed by Jin Jing Sanren in the middle stage of Yuan Ying, and its power should not be underestimated.

He took a deep breath, and as soon as the sword formula changed, the nine blue flying swords suddenly turned into nine blue lotus flowers with a size of Zhang Xu.

Nine cyan lotus flowers bloomed with dazzling cyan light, and the sound of swords blared loudly. The nine cyan lotus flowers spun rapidly, and countless cyan sword qi flew out, creating nine powerful air currents out of thin air, forming nine paths of more than a hundred feet. The tall cyan tornado meets the golden beam of light.

Qinglianfeng swordsmanship!Using sword energy to generate air flow, it has the speed of wind spells.

A cyan tornado collided with the golden beam of light, and there was a piercing sound of gold and iron clashing. The golden light flickered non-stop, and a powerful wave of air swept away.

Rumble!
A series of roars sounded, and the golden beam of light disappeared after defeating seven cyan tornadoes in succession.

With a pinch of Wang Qingshan's sword art, the nine blue flying swords merged into one, and in a burst of dazzling blue light, they turned into a blue lotus flower with a size of more than ten feet. Then, a cyan tornado with a height of more than a thousand feet emerged out of thin air, sweeping towards the Sanren in the golden mirror.

A huge vortex appeared on the sea surface, and as the blue tornado moved, the vortex became bigger and bigger.

Hundreds of small golden mirrors sprayed out a golden beam of light one after another, and the hundreds of golden beams of light were submerged in the blue tornado, like mud like the sea, without the slightest sound.

Master Jin Jing's face became ugly, he didn't expect Wang Qingshan to be so difficult to deal with, and there is no one with nothing under his reputation, no wonder Wang Qingshan's reputation is so great.

This is not a simple spiritual technique, there is also a magic weapon attack, and the red lotus mirror can't stop it.

He turned his palm over, a white light flashed, and a small mirror with white light appeared in his hand, and the small mirror gave off a slight chill.

He faced the cyan tornado with the mirror, white light flashed, hundreds of white light balls flew out, and disappeared into the cyan tornado in a flash.

The speed of the cyan tornado slowed down, and was slowly frozen by the ice, turning into a white tornado. Not long after, the tornado stopped and turned into an ice sculpture, less than ten feet away from Jinjing Sanren.

Once Wang Qingshan's sword art changed, the white tornado remained intact, without any reaction.

Hundreds of small golden mirrors sprayed out a golden beam of light again, turning into a golden beam with a diameter of ten feet, hitting Wang Qingshan with a force of destruction.

Wang Qingshan's complexion changed, and a large amount of blue light appeared around his body. After one blurred, it turned into three-foot-long blue flying swords. After the sound of the sword sounded loudly, thousands of blue flying swords went straight to the golden beam of light. .

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, the golden beam of light defeated all the cyan flying swords that came.

"Break it for me."

Wang Qingshan shouted loudly, and the formula changed.

Rumble!
The golden beam of light was shattered, and a dazzling golden light burst out, turning into a golden sun hundreds of feet in size, covering Wang Qingshan.

A powerful air wave quickly swept away, skimming across the sea surface, and one by one low-level monsters emerged from the sea surface.

From a long distance away, Wang Qingling and others felt a tingling pain in their eardrums.

There was a cold light in Jinjing Sanren's eyes, and when he opened his mouth, a golden light flew out. It was a small golden mirror with a simple shape, and a golden sun pattern was engraved on the back of the mirror.

The ancient treasure Yao Sun Mirror, this is his talisman and one of his trump cards, he will not use it easily.

He threw the heliotropic mirror forward and entered several magic formulas. The golden sun on the back of the heliotropic mirror suddenly came to life, bursting into dazzling golden light. A golden scorching sun with a diameter of ten feet appeared high in the sky, and the void was distorted for a while, as if some Can't bear the high temperature of the golden sun.

With a flash of golden light, hundreds of golden fireballs the size of a water tank flew out of the golden sun, swarming into the golden sun, and there was a huge roar.

Jin Jing Sanren smiled happily, this is not an ordinary flame, but the True Flame of the Sun, even the thick-skinned and thick-skinned monsters of the Nascent Soul Stage can't stop the True Flame of the Sun, let alone Wang Qingshan. With a flick of the position where Qingshan was, a faint golden light flew out and submerged into the golden sun.

Wang Qingling and other monks from the Wang family showed worried expressions on their faces, while Liu Xinchao and the others looked at each other in shock.

To be honest, if it were them, they would definitely not be able to stop the attack of the Golden Mirror Sanren.

After five breaths, the golden sun dissipated, and Wang Qingshan appeared.

Wang Qingshan looked as usual, his clothes were intact, and he looked calm and breezy.

He has the Lingbao Qinglian Lantern, and a wisp of Qinglian Karmic Fire, Yaori True Flame can't do anything to him.

"impossible!"

Jin Jing Sanren was dumbfounded, his face full of shock.

The faces of Liu Xinchao and others showed shock at the same time. Wang Qingshan was unscathed by Jin Jing Sanren's attack?
Wang Qingshan's eyes turned cold, and he pinched the sword formula. The white tornado burst open suddenly, and a blue lotus flower with a size of more than ten feet flew out. Mirror scattered people.

Jin Jing Sanren frowned, pinched the magic formula, and the golden scorching sun shot out dozens of golden fireballs.

Rumble!
A deafening explosion sounded, the golden fireball was smashed to pieces, and the golden flame splashed down on the sea surface, blasting out more than ten feet high sea waves, and a puff of green smoke rose. The golden flame was not extinguished, and burned on the sea surface.

The cyan lotus rotated rapidly, and dozens of huge cyan petals flew out, turning into three-foot-long cyan flying swords, and struck at Jinjing Sanren.

The Golden Mirror Sanren Fa Jue was twitching endlessly, and hundreds of golden mirrors sprayed out golden beams of light one after another, hitting the blue flying sword.

After a series of roaring sounds, the cyan flying swords either collapsed or flew upside down, the cyan lotus turned into dots of blue light and disappeared, and the nine cyan flying swords surrounded Jin Jing Sanren, and the nine flying swords shook at the same time , sending out bursts of clear and loud sword cries.

"Sword formation!"

Jin Jing Sanren's complexion became more and more ugly, and he was trapped by Wang Qingshan's sword array. If Wang Qingshan became murderous, it would be troublesome. Let him admit defeat in front of so many people. He can't hold back his face. He is not without cards .

(End of this chapter)