Ancient fairy doctors in the city

"Fourth Prince, that... the Heaven and Earth Seal is your father's magic weapon." The Second God General said with some embarrassment.

"So what? I am now the only heir of Xianting." Huang Qingming said with a sullen face, "Second God General, are you going to disobey my order?"

The second god general showed a tangled look in his eyes.

The second god will be confident that he can defeat Tiandiyin, but this will be an internal struggle.

"Heaven and Earth Seal is mine now, you Xianting is about to move, have you asked me?" Zhao Yang said lightly.

"What are you?" Huang Qingming glanced at Zhao Yang.

"The lineage of the guardian, is this identity enough?" Zhao Yang stared at Huang Qingming and said.

"The lineage of the guardian? The lineage of the guardian has long since disappeared in that battle." Huang Qingming said subconsciously.

"Fourth prince, be careful with your words." The second god changed his face drastically.

The second god will know very well how terrible the lineage of the guardian is.

In addition, the status of the guardian line is not low.

Furthermore, there is an emperor behind the lineage of guardians.

"What are you afraid of?" Huang Qingming said indifferently.

"When your father was around, you didn't dare to say that about the guardian lineage. What are you? You dare to speak nonsense." After Huang Qingming's words, a cold voice rang out in the audience, followed by a domineering figure appeared on the field.

Who is it not Tanlang?

Tanlang's aura at this time was extremely manic, and he was like a demon god who would destroy the world.

His aura is faintly stronger than the second general.

"Greedy wolf." The second god shrank his pupils.

The second god general had fought against Tanlang back then, but he was defeated at that time.

The Xianting lineage is generally inferior to the Guardian lineage at the same level.

This has reached a consensus within Xianting.

"Junior brother, slap his mouth." Tan Lang pointed at Huang Qingming and said.

Zhao Yang rushed towards Huang Qingming in an instant.

Just as the second god general was about to move, he found himself locked by Tanlang.

"You want to meddle in the affairs of the younger generation?" Tanlang reprimanded unceremoniously, "Second General, you are really living your life."

The second god will be silent.

He really wasn't fit to get involved in this matter.

"Second God General, you don't need to get involved, let's see how I beat him." Huang Qingming rushed towards Zhao Yang after a loud shout.

The two sides collided fiercely in mid-air.

Two completely different energies splashed down in mid-air, and the terrifying shock wave shocked the monks present.

"This fluctuation?"

"This fluctuation definitely exceeds the first level of quasi-emperor realm?"

"They are only middle-level saints, why do they have such powerful combat power?"

When the two sides parted, Zhao Yang's eyes showed surprise, "I didn't expect you to be the real emperor?"

"Father left behind a mass of origin, and now I am the real son of the emperor." At this point, Huang Qingming's phantoms appeared beside Huang Qingming.

At the same time, his aura continued to rise.

"The body of Nine Dragons." Tanlang said in surprise.

"Is the body of Nine Dragons very powerful?" Zhao Yang glanced at Tanlang.

"The body of the Nine Dragons ranks very high, and with the power of the nine black dragons on it, theoretically, there are not many of the same level that can stop it." Tan Lang said here that Huang Qingming's face showed a ferocious look, "The battle is over gone."

Speaking of this, he swooped towards Zhao Yang like a sky roc, and the terrifying momentum caused the space around Zhao Yang to burst open.

Zhao Yang's eyes showed a scorching color.

"The battle is over? Are you sure you have the qualifications?" At the same time as the voice fell, the two Qis of Xuan and Huang reversed and rushed straight into the sky.

Xuanhuang body.

Zhao Yang soared straight up, swinging his fists and blasting away.

Pure Yang Fist.

boom!

The fists of the two collided again.

There was a look of shock in Huang Qingming's eyes.

He didn't expect Zhao Yang to hold the legendary Xuanhuang Body.

But so what?

"Zhao Yang, the blood of the emperor flows in my body, and you are only the blood of the guardian. You are destined to be inferior to me in this regard." After the words fell, his cultivation base continued to soar.

The emperor's blood ignited in his body.

Qi and blood rushed straight to the sky.

At this moment, Huang Qingming seemed to be an ancient god emperor.

Domineering.

A cold smile bloomed from the corner of Zhao Yang's mouth, "Do you think you are the only one with the blood of the emperor?"

boom!

The emperor's blood in Zhao Yang's body also exploded.

His cultivation base is also rapidly soaring.

The two needlepoints are facing each other.

All the monks present were frightened.

They didn't expect that after reaching this level, it would not be their limit.

There was a storm in Xu Qianqian's heart.

She had heard about how terrifying the emperor was before, but she hadn't felt much about it. Now she really understood how terrible the emperor is?

Even if he is ten times stronger, he is still far from being the opponent of these two?

"Junior Brother, are you using these methods?" Tan Lang said impatiently.

Everyone was a little confused.

what's the situation?

Greedy wolf is not satisfied?

One must know that Huang Qingming is an absolutely terrifying opponent.

"I won't play with you anymore." Zhao Yang used the Blood Qi Jue at this point.

The Blood Qi Art made Zhao Yang's cultivation rise again.

However, while Zhao Yang's side was promoted, Huang Qingming's side was also promoted accordingly.

"Do you think I don't have the secret technique to improve combat power?" Huang Qingming sneered.

"But your Immortal Courtyard is not as good as our Guardians." Zhao Yang's combat power climbed to the peak at the same time as the words fell.

His pure yang fist is as bright as a sun.

boom!

Chunyang Fist hit Huang Qingming's fist hard.

Huang Qingming stepped back several steps in succession before coming to an awkward stop.

"Come again." Zhao Yang punched again.

Huang Qingming retreated again, this time even more.

"Come again." Zhao Yang punched again.

Huang Qingming's face became ugly.

You must know that each of Zhao Yang's three punches used the energy of his whole body.

How did he manage to be so tyrannical with every punch?

Could it be that the energy in his body is endless?

Just how is it possible?

Thinking like this, Zhao Yang's fourth punch came.

Huang Qingming couldn't bear it anymore, spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow, and his body fell back weakly.

When Huang Qingming fell to the ground, Zhao Yang stepped on his heart.

puff!

Huang Qingming spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Huang Qingming, your strength is really not that good?" Zhao Yang squatted in front of Huang Qingming and sneered.

Huang Qingming looked at Zhao Yang coldly, "I just didn't notice it for a while."

Snapped!

The second god shook his heart.

Zhao Yang really slapped Huang Qingming!

Huang Qingming's eyeballs turned red immediately, "You dare to hit me?"

Huang Qingming responded with another slap.

"Actually, I don't need to tell you, I also want to give you a slap." Zhao Yang said coldly, "Your father is the master of the fairy court, this is not your capital to show off. You have dishonored your royal father's reputation."