The black ancient monument fell into the hands of Xuantiankong, among the mysterious gods and ghosts.

Even Ye Li, who was almost dead, seemed to have come to life, with bright eyes, but there was a hideous scar on his chest.

All this was so weird that Qin Yu felt fearful.

"Innate Creation Achievement!" Xuan Tiankong smiled, not saying anything: "Do you know the mystery of this great spiritual technique?"

Qin Yu remained silent, adjusting the breath of his whole body, looking alert.

Xuantiankong glanced gently and looked into the distance.

"Yuxian, you are still coming in. If you rejected my invitation that day, I knew you would follow the people of the Honor Family." Xuan Tiankong said lightly: "When King Huofa practiced the innate hand seal, a wisp of mark was left in the Black Prison Family."

"It's a pity that even if you come in, there is no one in the Ling family who can suppress the scene. The Black Prison Sword Lord is too stunning and exhausts the blessings of his juniors."

Xuan Tiankong shook his head and said, "It's the Xuanyuan family that has produced a lot of talents."

As he said that, he glanced at Xuanyuan Po and shook his head: "It's a pity that Xuanyuan Futu is not here, otherwise he would have enjoyed his life."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. The implication was that Xuantiankong was invincible in his supernatural powers, and no one here could suppress him.

Everyone looked slightly dark and looked at Qin Yu.

If there is still a battle with Xuan Tiankong here, Qin Yu will be the only one here.

"You are not bad. A commoner has come to this day and there is a lot of shadow of the Black Prison Sword Lord back then. Unfortunately, he is looking for death and practiced the innate hand seal." Xuan Tiankong also looked over, condescendingly and said lightly.

"You planted a divine thought in Luo Xuanhou, thinking I didn't know? I asked him to come and get this ancient monument to lead you."

"You have refined the innate origins of Qingqiu Jun and An Yan, which is also in my calculations. In this way, the three major origins will be nourished by your essence. Once they are integrated by me, the chances of practicing "Innate Book" will be greatly improved." Xuan Tiankong's calculations are deep and he controls everything.

This is also the reason why he has been reluctant to devour Luo Xuanhou and cannot unite the six major spiritual techniques. Each of them bears one, which is extremely heavy on the burden on both the Yuanli and the body.

So he needed to raise Luo Xuanhou, Qingqiu Jun and others.

"Qin Yu, every time you grow and every point of your strength is within my calculations."

"I know you have practiced the Ghost Clan forbidden art and can summon the Ghost King projection. I also know that you have superpowers and can hedge against everyone's superpowers. By the way, you also have a third-level Yuan power weapon..."

"It's a pity that these powers have no secrets to me, but you know nothing about me." Xuan Tiankong's eyes were full of confidence.

"How? If you surrender, I can give you some fun, otherwise I will be able to suck it dry little by little by little by little by little by little by little." Xuan Tiankong said coldly.

"Oh no, the situation is not good for the boss."

"This bastard is so calculating."

Everyone's hearts were slightly dark and their faces were a little ugly. Xuan Tiankong was powerful, but his scheming seemed even more terrifying.

Buzz...

At this moment, Qin Yu took a step, his eyes were as water as he could not calm down.

"Isn't your innate creation just a competition of luck?"

As soon as these words came out, Xuan Tiankong's expression suddenly changed.

However, before he could speak, Qin Yu's figure flashed and appeared in front of him.

Rumble...

A punch fell, like a pillar of heaven collapsed, and thousands of energy surging, turning into an unparalleled fist light.

Xuan Tiankong was motionless, and the earth-shaking punch actually wiped his body. Then, his backhand pierced Qin Yu's shoulder like lightning.

"How could it be? Such a thunderous blow can be avoided?" Gu Yanji shouted in disbelief, unable to believe it.

"His own frequency resonates with the world, and Qin Yu's punch created a trace of disharmony."

Bai Yuxian frowned slightly, and she couldn't understand it.

"You are looking for death." Xuan Tiankong was cold.

Bang bang bang bang...

Qin Yu's face remained unchanged, and the black and golden dragon pattern knife whispered continuously. The sword light fell like a star rain, and it was not airtight.

Xuan Tiankong snorted coldly, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The blue sky was as blue as autumn, and his murderous aura rose, like a long whale sucking water, pouring backwards.

The dense sword light suddenly shattered, as if the river mouth was in the jungle, and the waves were surging, counterattacking towards Qin Yu.

"kill!"

At the same time, a sword passed through the sky, and penetrated layer by layer from the sword light in the sky, piercing Qin Yu's lower abdomen.

"How could it be? He didn't hide?"

"The black golden dragon pattern knife seems to be a little out of control. How could Qin Yu's strength not be able to control it?"

Everyone was frightened to see it, even the White Feather Fairy felt a hint of worry.

Bang bang bang bang...

Two figures intersected in the sky, and the terrifying fluctuations stretched thousands of miles away.

Qin Yu was bathed in blood, but there was no expression on his face, his long fists roared, and his black swords continued to stop.

"You are looking for death." Xuan Tiankong gritted his teeth. He suddenly realized that Qin Yu in the battle was like an emotional machine. No matter how injured he was or how tragic the battle was, his emotions were not turbulent.

This made Xuan Tiankong feel a little unbearable, and an impatience gradually flashed in his eyes.

Bang……

Xuan Tiankong's fingers and claws flashed like thunder, tearing Qin Yu's shoulders apart, and blood splattered in the sky.

"Interesting." Qin Yu's face remained unchanged, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"The innate creation can actually see through the possibilities and turn the virtual into the real."

"You..." Xuan Tiankong's face suddenly changed, as if he saw a ghost.

"What? Do you think I don't know." Qin Yu was cold and the black golden dragon pattern knife flashed like a dead light.

Xuan Tiankong suddenly lowered his head, and saw his shoulders torn, flesh and blood blooming, and a scarlet red splashed out.

"He was injured?"

"It's true." Qin Yu sneered, confirming his guess.

There are thousands of possibilities in the future, but the innate creation can see through the most advantageous one and transform it into reality, and all other things are illusory.

This kind of spiritual technique actually resonates with the reality of a certain time and space in the future, and leads the results to the most favorable side.

"Seeing through impermanence and affecting the result is indeed a decisive fate. However, your great spiritual art is very limited and does not really dominate the future."

Qin Yu sneered, and his punch fell, and the Yuanli, which was as stormy as waves, broke through Xuantiankong's defense and smashed his shoulder bones to pieces.

"You, what did you do?" Xuan Tiankong gritted his teeth.

"It's nothing, it just affects the time and space of this world." Qin Yu sneered, his body roared, and the surrounding space kept jumping. At the same time, Rong Yuan in the distance had his eyes ethereal and mysterious light, and the time around him seemed to slow down.

"Have you influenced time and space?" Xuan Tiankong was shocked. Even those who truly realized this could not be done.

"No need for any influence, just a ripples can break your innate creation."

Qin Yu said, his figure did not stop, and the Taotie mirror was suspended above his head. The dead light shot out like a big star that penetrated the Milky Way.

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