A line of fire.

It shines out from the red light.

As thin as silk, it is a hundred feet long.

Sharp, sharp.

Fragile wood chips, if they are sharp at the tail, can pierce the flesh and blood, which is the sharpness.

The tips of the wheat beans are sharp and the steel is polished into a needle. As long as they are sharp, they are all sharp.

And when the divine power condenses into a thread, the thread is as thin as silk, how sharp it is?

The divine power is tough, and the silk thread is like a needle.

Its sharpness seems to penetrate everything.

"The Fire Line Divine Art..."

Qingyuan reached out and pointed his index finger on his left hand. The true flame of the immortal fire in his body immediately vibrated, and a ray of fire light reached his finger and passed in an instant.

An ancient mirror suddenly appeared.

The fire thread pierced into the back of the ancient mirror with mysterious patterns.

Then it came out from the smooth mirror, and the sharp breath became more solid and the sharp feeling became more and more shocking.

A sharp edge and a blazing aura.

This was originally a magical technique, but it was full of Taoist meaning.

This also contains the sharpness of sword intent.

...

Two thin lines are in one place.

Needle-to-head!

From the contact point, a little subtle and shining light burst out, reaching the extreme.

A buzzing sound.

A moment of silence.

...

This magic technique is the method of this evil god. It learns from the sword technique of the cultivator and finally condenses the sharp and thin line of fire with divine power, which can easily penetrate everything. The sharp meaning contained in it also hides a bit of the sharpness of the sword intent.

The one who understands the most profound thing about this magic is the evil god who created this magic.

Now the evil god has been sent here himself, which is very different from the fire thread that day that day through Master Yu's hand. The sharpness contained in it is like wood chips compared to steel needles.

Even if the wood chips are sharp, they are fragile.

But the steel needle is extremely hard.

But Qingyuan's fire line technique was not inferior.

"How?" Qingyuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Logically speaking, Qingyuan first learned this technique, but it was not comparable to the power of the evil gods using this technique.

However, the fire line magic that he had guessed with the ancient mirror that day was used by the evil god with the hand of Master Yu. Although the fire line was not as harmonious as the evil god himself, and the subtleties were difficult to complete, there was also the evil god's use of this technique 80% of the time.

But in the ancient mirror, the line of fire has been thoroughly studied. Now Qingyuan has a high understanding of this method, which is equivalent to 80% of the evil gods' understanding. As the future continues to be refined, it may even have a deeper understanding than the evil gods themselves.

Although it is only 80% comprehension of the other party, Qingyuan has the Immortal Fire True Flame in its body, which is extremely high in grade. It is used to use the fire line technique, which is more extraordinary than the divine fire, and has added most of the fierce power out of thin air. With the blessing of the ancient mirror, Qingyuan has the sword-like insights from Jun Shangli, and the insights from the Ice God Tu Yuan Sword, and it is all integrated... Now this fire line from Qingyuan's hand is actually equal to the evil god's technique.

"How is that possible?"

A thick aura burst out from the low red light, and with an incredible tone, it suddenly bumped over.

Another magical technique.

Divine art, collapse of mountains and fire.

"I have seen this from Fang Ming."

Qingyuan exhaled his breath, and the Yin spirit in his body turned to the south, triggering the Vermilion Bird and Phoenix, and his magic power immediately turned into fire and dispersed.

In an instant, his flame burst out.

It comes from magic power, from the Immortal Fire True Flame, and from the Flame Lord Armor...

With his power of one dragon, nine oxen and two tigers, he is a rare strong body in the world.

Crashing with a loud bang!

Suddenly there was a loud noise!

The flames suddenly swept through the air, and the clouds ignited red light.

Burning clouds!

Darling, blazing, splendid.

The evil god groaned and retreated from the other side of the cloud.

Qingyuan does not move at all.

The two compete with magical techniques, this time...they gained the upper hand with Qingyuan.

"How is that possible?"

The voice of the evil god was filled with indescribable horror.

...

Three hundred miles east of the Manchu tribe.

"this……"

Fang Ming suddenly held his breath for it.

He used his divine power to test Qingyuan, and he followed the evil god's manipulation and used this magical technique of destroying mountains and fire. But even if the evil god used him to perform this technique, with his understanding, he still couldn't grasp a little bit.

But the man named Qingyuan was able to master this technique after seeing it and defeated the Fire God with this?

Looking at the previous line of fire, it also originated from the God of Fire, but it was evenly matched.

Could it be that he could learn all the magic he saw, even better than the Taoist arts performed by the spell caster himself?

What is this method?

"Shocking the world..." Fang Ming suddenly became anxious, "Even the Shouzheng Taoist Sect in Middle Earth, I have never heard of this method... If it is really as I thought, it can steal other people's Taoism and surpass the original Taoism. This is more than shocking the world? It is simply a fate that takes over the world..."

The three people next to them couldn't help but breathe stagnant.

After all, Mr. Wen is a family-born method, and is also a inheritance of Middle-earth. He also has a horrifying thought similar to Fang Ming.

And in the sight of Huo Hesang and Xin Baiju, there was only a kind of fear of the Middle Earth Taoist technique.

No wonder the practitioners of Middle Earth have always looked down on the practitioners of the northern world and are listed as side-by-side.

...

"How is that possible?"

The evil god said in a deep voice: "Your Taoism is not as good as the real person realm, and your cultivation is more than just a little lower than me... Even if you use fairy skills, you may not be able to surpass me... But what you have learned is this magic trick, and you can still surpass me in terms of attainments? What is this..."

He created these two divine arts, and he could not use divine power.

But the person in front of him could actually imitate magic power and use his magical power.

It would be fine if he could steal the magical arts, but he was not inferior to him, and even better than him... The young man was only at the level of human beings, but he used his magical arts to compete with his own gods who created magical arts to equalize his own gods. Not only did he even have the upper hand?

What is the reason for this?

How could such people be found in the world?

"How can you make any mistakes?" Qingyuan said: "You have done so many evil things and used the method of blood sacrifice to sit in the divine position in vain, which aroused the anger of the heavens, so I'll kill you."

"Tian Lei? God's will?" The evil god paused, barely suppressed the horror, and suddenly became low, saying, "You have thunder magic, but you have descended from the sky. It would be fine to deceive these uncivilized Yulu tribes. How dare you claim to be God's will in front of this god?"

"No..." Kiyohara said: "I am not the way of heaven, but I am practicing the way for heaven."

"I don't know how many times I have committed the blood sacrifice. If I really violate the law of heaven, I have to wait for you to practice the law of heaven?" The evil god said in a deep voice: "The saints are unkind and regard the world as straw dogs... Didn't those Taoist ancestors call themselves the way of heaven to manifest the true body? They have never had the trouble of finding me, let alone you?"

"But I'm here..." Qingyuan exhaled and said, "The current situation of the gods and the immortals have not yet left the world, which does not mean that you can escape your sins. Today I am your disaster."

Listening to what the evil god said, a chill flashed across Qingyuan.

Although the past cannot be saved, and the young life sacrificed by blood in the past has disappeared, fortunately, this time it finally saved 162 children.

Then next... let you stop such evil things in the future.

"Let's change the place."
Chapter completed!