Chapter 2950 Compete with Each Other and Manipulate Behind the Scenes

Yang Qingxuan suddenly felt that these original spirits had extremely low intelligence, why they only attacked themselves and others, but the spirits between the two original sources would not attack automatically?

He suddenly remembered what Wu Hua said was "weird". It seems that something is wrong with this situation. Although Wu Hua is mentally retarded, she has been in the upper realm for a long time, and the Taiqing Temple must be an extraordinary place, and she still has vision.

"Could it be that someone is manipulating it behind the scenes?"

Yang Qingxuan was startled, if this is the case, he should be extremely careful.

He slowed down the speed of killing the enemy in his hands, began to adjust his breath, and maintained his peak state. At the same time, he gently transmitted his voice to confirm his conjecture with Wuhua, Junqian and others, and conveyed it.

Yang Qingxuan tried his best to escape all the way, exhausting a lot in his body, and now he has less than half of it left. After feeling that someone is controlling behind him, he immediately swallowed the elixir to restore his physical strength, while controlling the speed of killing the enemy.

Most of these transformation spirits are in the six-star thousand world, and many of them are at the peak of the six-star thousand world, but none of them have crossed the seven star. Although Yang Qingxuan struggled to deal with it, it was not too dangerous.

For those at the peak of the six-star thousand realms, it's just a few tricks.

This is still in a conservative battle. If he is in full swing, he will definitely use one move at a time.

Wuhua is in a completely open state, and the fire fist is booming in the dark. No matter what state it is, it will kill one with one move. The performance is the most brave and powerful. Said: "Who is this person?"

At this moment, huge roars came from all directions, and countless monsters stepped forward, walking directly into the darkness.

The whole body of those monsters is composed of dense axes, as if there is no actual body, it is all ruled.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically, and he recognized these things at once. They were the transformation spirits of the elements of space. With a gesture of his hands and feet, he cut off the space, or exploded it, severely injuring many warriors in an instant.

The element of space is the fifth largest element that appeared after the earth, water, fire, and wind when the world first opened.

There were as many as three to four hundred elemental spirits of the sky rushing into the battlefield, of which seventy to eighty were above six-star thousand realms, which immediately put great pressure on Yang Qingxuan and others.

Qin Xiaoyu said in surprise: "Someone must be manipulating it!"

Under the coercion of those empty elemental spirits, everyone's scalp became hairy, and even Wuhua's face changed. The geniuses of the eastern and western universes such as Jiuyuan Jialan were even more pale, almost going into shock .

Yang Qingxuan shouted: "Don't worry about so many, kill first! I don't believe that the person behind him can control more original spirits. I will kill as many as he has!"

At the moment, with no more power left, he swallowed three elixir that quickly restores his physical strength at once, and then cast the Immortal Fire Control Art, turning into tens of thousands of fire dragons roaring away.

Wuhua also climbed to the peak of her strength, with a move of Dragon God Fire Dance with her left hand and a move of Flame Hell with her right hand, killing them together, it seemed that she intended to compete with Yang Qingxuan, and the huge flame effect produced was not at all inferior to Yang Qingxuan's Qianlong looming.

"Boom!"

Those hundreds of empty elemental spirits were hit by the peak flames of the two, killing dozens of people in an instant, and exploded in the void, forming a huge vacuum wave, which caused the energy between the heaven and the earth to be extremely disordered.

Yang Qingxuan laughed and said, "Come again!"

Running the Fire Immortal Art, the twelve earthly branches fire wheels appeared in the air, and then disintegrated in an instant, rushing forward with overwhelming force.

The seal of Wuhua's hands changed rapidly. I don't know what kind of supernatural power he was using, but it was extremely obscure and mysterious. Circles of fire emerged from his body, turning into nebula vortices of fire in the void, spreading across the entire sky.

"Meteor Fire Fist!"

Together with Wuhua Juyin, they shouted loudly.

The flames all over his body exploded to the extreme, almost becoming completely transparent.

Those fire nebulae turned into huge meteor fists as they spun down, bombarding them down fiercely, like hundreds of meteors with huge tail lights, about to hit the ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Those meteor fire fists all blasted on Kong Zhihualing's body, almost killing one person with each punch, and the bursting air waves burst with flames, like beautiful fireworks.

As soon as this move was made, almost everyone stopped, looking at this terrifying scene in horror, deeply shocked by this move.

Wuhua's high-spirited appearance seemed to have regained her dignity and sense of superiority as a disciple of the Taiqing Temple.

"This idiot..."

Yang Qingxuan commented in his heart, but he still praised and yearned for the supernatural powers of the Taiqing Temple.

Forty or fifty of those empty elemental spirits died under the Meteor Fire Fist.

Yang Qingxuan and Wuhua each used two moves, killing nearly half of the empty elemental spirits.

Although those spirits didn't have much sanity, they also sensed some bad atmosphere, and the speed of impact slowed down.

Jun Qian and the others were desperately killing the original spirits in the darkness.

Suddenly a scream sounded in the darkness, followed by the second, third...

It was all the voices of warriors.

Yang Qingxuan's complexion changed drastically, and he turned around suddenly, only to see a very strong blood-colored light shuttle in the darkness.

Every time it flashes, a warrior's life is harvested.

Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled wildly, the bloody light was using the technique of blood escape, and there was a faint figure inside.

"who is it?!"

Yang Qingxuan snarled, he didn't care about dealing with the elemental spirit of the sky, turned around suddenly, and rushed over with a halberd in his hand.

The bloody light flickered a few more times, killing several warriors.

"Not good! Hanhan, let's go!"

Yang Qingxuan yelled out loud, and under the flickering blood, the person rushing towards was Xie Han.

"No!"

Yang Qingxuan roared, and rushed over frantically, also turning into blood.

The figure froze for a moment, and seemed to be stopped by Yang Qingxuan's voice. There was a moment of stagnation in front of Xie Han, but it turned into blood in an instant, rolled Xie Han, and disappeared directly on the spot.

Yang Qingxuan's halberd struck instantly, and with a "boom", it fell into the air.

I saw a mass of blood light in the distance, completely enveloping Xie Han, hovering in the void, the blood light slowly melted into a shadow of a person, with a gloomy expression, stretched out his hand to grab Xie Han's snow-white neck, and looked at the mysterious Yang Qing He smiled and said, "Haha, is this your woman?"

"No! Let her go."

Yang Qingxuan said anxiously.

"Since it's not, why are you nervous, then I'll kill her."

The figure's finger pierced Xie Han's neck, and a finger was inserted into it. Xie Han moaned in pain, trembling all over, sweating coldly, and blood continued to flow down from the wound.

Yang Qingxuan said anxiously: "Yes, it's my woman, you let her go, let's talk if you have anything to say."

"Since it's your woman, I can't let it go."

A cold light flashed on the figure's face, and with five fingers grasping, Xie Han's neck exploded instantly, and a head flew out.

"No!--"

Jun Qian cried out in pain, extremely sad and indignant.