At this moment, Murong Qingxue was flying in the sky like a banished immortal!
Suddenly.
A beam of golden light shot out from the sky.
A young man was emitting golden light from his entire body. He shot up into the sky and faced Murong Qingxue.
His armor had turned golden, and even his hair had turned golden. His golden longsword was emitting golden light.
"This is..."
"It's Yang Qing. He's charging up again!"
"Yang Qing isn't weak either!"
At this moment, all the hair on his body was fluttering in the wind. His golden eyes were looking at Murong Qingxue, and his expression was extremely solemn.
He was like a golden god as if everything in the world had to bow down before him.
Majestic, overbearing...
He pointed his long sword at Murong Qingxue and said coldly, "Today, I will break your Dao and drag you down from the altar!"
At this moment, a person recognized Yang Qing's cultivation technique.