Just as Ji Xuantu's thoughts flashed, he felt a gentle light flashing through his heart.

The light was like a flow of water. The moment when it flashed through Ji Xuantu's heart, the cracked Taoist patterns in Ji Xuantu's heart instantly recovered.

Ji Xuantu was overjoyed. At this moment, he had already thought of what had happened and looked up at the void.

But in the void, a golden giant hand was gently holding the falling giant boat in his hand.

This golden giant hand is thousands of feet long, and the golden light flashes. When people see it, they can't help but feel a kind of worship in their hearts.

This kind of worship is not a surrender, but a kind of gratitude from the heart, a kind of involuntary and willingness to follow.

Even with Ji Xuantu's experience, he didn't know what to call this feeling at this moment, but he knew one thing, that was this feeling that made it difficult for him to feel at all.

Even if this palm wants to kill himself, he will not resist. All he can do is wait quietly for the sky-booming palm to hit him.

How could this be the case? Ji Xuantu's heart was filled with questions, but he didn't know the answer to this question.

He looked down the golden palm and saw a treasure map under the golden palm, quietly blooming with golden light.

It was the golden light on the treasure map that gathered into a golden hand. And in the middle of the treasure map, there was a Taoist with a faint smile on his face.

Fang Ling, dressed in blue, stood lightly on the treasure map, staring at the Qingyun Divine Boat held up by the giant hand.

The power of the Qingyun Shenzhou is declining rapidly. Qingmang Daojun and Yanyan Daojun who are standing on the Qingyun Shenzhou can clearly feel this decline.

The reason for this decline is not just the increase in the power of the golden hand. The reason for this decline is that the cultivators who activate the Qingyun Shenzhou and the magic power that activates the Qingyun Shenzhou is constantly decreasing.

Even some cultivators with low cultivation have weakened their magic power to activate Qingyun Shenzhou to half of their own strength.

Yan Yan Daojun looked at the monks with anger and was about to speak. Qingmang Daojun was already shouting: "It's ridiculous to dare to show some tricks to confuse the mind and spirit here."

The Qingmang Daojun’s drinking was not an ordinary sound. During this drink, the Qingmang Daojun used a magical power called the Turbid World Clear Voice!

This is the magical power he learned from the great laws of the Dao that he controls, and he specializes in breaking the evil magic of charm. In order to deal with Fang Ling, this time, the Qingmang Taoist Lord even activated the power of the great laws of the Dao.

Qingmang Daojun was extremely hated for Fang Ling, not only because Fang Ling killed his son, but also because Fang Ling killed his Daojun clone.

Although this kind of clone did not suffer much damage to him, Qingmang Daojun still hated Fang Ling in his bones.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent a huge amount of money to invite Yanyan Daojun over and kill Fang Ling together.

Unfortunately, the moment the sound of the turbid world was gone, the subordinates of Qingmang Daojun who had no fighting spirit and were supported by instinct all became even more ugly, and the magic power they activated was weakened to 40% of the previous ones.

The Qingyun giant boat was pushed into the void by Fang Ling's big hand for more than a thousand feet away. The Qingmang Daojun's face turned extremely ugly.

His turbid world clear voice not only did not work, but seemed to have helped Fang Ling, which made him look like he could put his face.

What's more, at this time, not only his subordinates, but also an outsider Yan Yan Daojun.

"Let's go back for now." Qingmang Daojun, who shouted angrily, pinched the magic tricks in his hand, and green light gathered from all directions on the giant boat of Qingyun.

Qingyun Shenzhou. At this moment, it no longer looked like a giant boat, but like a long sword, a long sword piercing the world, piercing heavily towards the giant hand.

Fang Ling, who was standing on the treasure map, didn't care much about the sword light that was stabbed. It can even be said that he didn't even look at the giant blue boat that was stabbed.

The golden palms met the green giant boat. In an instant, the giant hands and the green giant boat collided together.

At the moment of this collision, a feeling suddenly arose in the heart of Qingmang Daojun, that the power of the Qingyun Giant Boat he activated suddenly disappeared by 30%.

At this moment, his intention to kill Fang Ling actually decreased by 50%. How could this be possible? His heart was full of murderous intent for this kid. Now, why did this murderous intent disappear from his mind?

This is unscientific, but this kind of thing really happened to me.

The surprised Taoist Qingmang in his heart had not yet figured out what was going on. The Qingyun Shenzhou was beaten by Fang Ling to fly out a hundred feet away.

"Junior, although your magic trick is strange, today, I will let you get wings and cannot escape!" Qingmang Daojun burst out with anger, and flew up from the Qingyun Divine Boat in the sky. A green wooden stick appeared in his hand.

The wooden stick is three feet and three inches long, and there is no spell on the whole body, but the patterns gather in the wooden stick into a pattern full of endless vitality. As the Qingmang Daojun waved the wooden stick, the rolling green light gathered into a huge forest in the void.

This forest is covered with countless plants, trees, flowers and vines bloom in this forest. With the appearance of this picture, the surrounding voids and the power of the great way within a thousand miles are all completely rejected by this picture.

Fang Ling felt that the power of Qingmang Daojun's attack was more than doubled than the power of his Great Dao Law.

Fang Ling didn't take twice as much power. His Sky-Splitting Seven Spears had already cultivated into six guns. No matter which one gun was used, he could catch the attack of Qingmang Daojun.

However, Fang Ling did not take out his spear, but waved his hand to grab the void, took his Shangqing Tianlei Sword Master Sword into his hand, and then flew into the air to meet the wooden stick.

There were not many moves to attack Shangqing Tianlei Sword, which made Qingmang Daojun's eyes filled with a hint of sarcasm.

After all, he is a Taoist lord who has just achieved success and does not have many means. Compared with his old Taoist lord like himself, there is a huge gap.

But just as the light in Qingmang Daojun's eyes had not completely disappeared, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart. This feeling weakened his fighting spirit three points again.

The three-point fighting spirit disappears is equivalent to weakening the three-point mana. (~^~)
Chapter completed!