Middle-aged man was completely convinced that the dragon bone was on the young monk in front of him. As long as he captured or killed it, he could regain the dragon bone containing the dragon soul pattern.
That was the divine object he prepared for the heavenly tribulation or flying shooting in the upper realm. He could be lost and regained. How could he not be excited?
But just when middle-aged man was overjoyed and thought his wish was fulfilled, a rapid bang suddenly sounded in the sky.
Then I saw the blades in the sky flying backwards suddenly, rolling, and flying in all directions in irregular directions.
The bang sounded, and the swollen energy fluctuated into the sky, like a huge wave suddenly surged in the vast ocean. The dense blades were no longer controlled by middle-aged people and flew around.
The blades rushed out of the swelling energy and flew everywhere, making the middle-aged Mahayana dull for a moment.
He has survived for too long. Although he has not fought for a long time, he still can see at a glance that Qin Fengming is using his physical body to fight against his magical power. This is a situation that has never been encountered before. Those blades can ignore the spiritual light of the cultivator's body protection, are extremely sharp, and can easily cut off the flesh of the Mahayana ferocious beasts.
However, now a human monk can withstand his powerful magical attack and killing with his body. The sudden appearance of the middle-aged man was stunned.
This is not a human monk who has just advanced to the Mahayana. He has obviously been immersed in the Mahayana realm for hundreds of thousands of years, otherwise how could he have such strength?
"Okay, don't fight!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a loud shout. The words came out, and the red blades flying all over the sky suddenly flew back towards him. An energy hurricane swept through, and the red blade light was swept into it by the hurricane and disappeared.
"Why don't you fight anymore? Don't stop, you'll kill Qin quickly."
Qin Fengming's cry also came out, a little anxious, and did not seem to want the middle-aged Mahayana to stop.
He had a strange feeling at this moment, which was the unique aura of the dragon clan. That aura seemed to be able to merge with some attribute energy in his body, making Qin Fengming feel that his flesh and blood suddenly felt nourished.
The sharp blade contains a bloody aura, and it has a powerful power that erodes flesh and blood. When touching the body, you will feel a terrifying absorption force that wants to peel off his flesh and blood, but the body that is blessed by Qin Fengming's Treasure Ghost Refining Art has resisted.
He yearned for the feeling of being nourished, but he just couldn't perceive the specificity. He wanted to figure it out, but he didn't want to stop.
At this moment, Qin Fengming's body was not intact. His whole body was covered with scars. The scars were not deep, but his skin and flesh were damaged, and he was far from hurting his muscles and bones.
It was precisely because of the damage to the flesh that Qin Fengming sensed that strange feeling, so he deliberately let the blade pass through the flesh and blood in order to get more benefits to the flesh and blood.
The blades in the sky disappeared, and Qin Fengming appeared in the air with blood all over his body.
Suddenly, when Qin Fengming was seen, there was a sudden flash of surprise in his middle-aged gaze, but in just a moment, the surprise in his gaze disappeared.
Because he suddenly realized that Qin Fengming, who was covered in blood, had bright eyes, and seemed to enjoy being cut by his blade. What was going on in the middle age was astonished.
"You are strange blades, between the real and the real. I wonder how you cultivate them?" Qin Fengming did not attack, but suddenly asked. Those blades contained some kind of energy breath that he could not grasp, allowing his body to blend with it. He felt that the flesh and blood had a sense of tempering, and he wanted to figure it out.
"How is it possible? He was safe and sound under the attack of my bloodthirsty scale blade!" The middle-aged man was stunned and did not answer Qin Fengming, but instead spoke in surprise.
He was shocked. Those blades were cultivated by him using his own dragon scales to fuse a kind of magic bat blood. The blade lights were filled with blood qi, which seemed to be in harmony with the reality. Each blade light was extremely sharp, but what middle-aged people most hoped was the bloodthirsty power contained in the blade light.
However, these blades were ineffective against Qin Fengming. Not only did they make the other party feel comfortable. This scene was really weird, making the middle-aged Mahayana speechless.
"Who are you? You can tell me your name." Qin Fengming frowned and asked again.
"It doesn't matter who I am. You have such strength just as you have advanced to the Mahayana. No wonder you dare to come to the appointment. I don't want to fight your life now, so I will give you a free gift. After you fight, I will compete with you again. I hope you won't be killed by Jiao Wei."
The middle-aged Mahayana expression returned to its original state, and a calm expression appeared on its face.
Qin Fengming didn't speak for a moment. He weighed in his heart whether he would take down this person with all his might.
A moment later, a blue flame steeped around Qin Fengming, and the scars on his body quickly broke, and the blood disappeared in an instant, and there were no scars on his body.
"It's better if you don't fight. You seem to be incompatible with the Xuanlong Realm. Fighting with you is not good for Qin. If you want to fight, Qin will be with you at any time after the battle with Jiao Wei."
A surprisingly tacit understanding, the two quickly reached an agreement.
Qin Fengming felt that the middle-aged man in front of him seemed to be hiding his identity and did not want to be known by the ancestor Jiao Wei. This made him feel relieved, at least the other party would not promote the battle between him and the three E clans.
Qin Fengming expected that this middle-aged man would not only tell the ancestor Jiaowei what happened here, but even if he saw the ancestor Jiaowei, he would not, because he had been injured by the ancestor Jiaowei and had a great grudge against the ancestor Jiaowei.
Moreover, he pretended to die and stole the dragon skeleton, which violated the taboo of the dragon clan in the Xuanlong Realm, so he did not even dare to put his identity on the surface.
Just when Qin Fengming was about to talk to middle-aged again, middle-aged man's face changed, his figure suddenly became illusory, and then he left.
Qin Fengming was slightly stunned and felt in an instant: dozens of figures appeared in the distance.
"Brother Qin is fine. It seems that the three E family members must be in trouble!" Before the figure arrived, a cheerful words had been passed down from afar.
Wei Lin took the lead and everyone quickly approached in front of Qin Fengming.
Seeing everyone coming, Qin Fengming immediately restrained his breath. At this moment, everyone's faces showed a stoic expression, blue veins on their necks were swollen, their faces were tight, and their breath was swelling, and they looked like they could fight at any time.
"Didn't you say you won't enter the Tianyuan battle place? Why is it here?" Qin Fengming was curious and immediately asked. He didn't believe that everyone was sure that their battle had ended and came in to see the outcome.
"Over there, the three E family members seemed to be lying on the ground."
No one answered Qin Fengming, but someone had already discovered the E family and exclaimed immediately.
Following the direction of the man's finger, everyone immediately saw three huge earth dragons lying on the ground, not falling, but fainting.
"I really didn't expect that in just a short time, Qin Danjun defeated the three earth dragons. It was also Danjun who was kind and did not directly kill the three earth dragon fellow Taoists." Ling Yao looked surprised and was amazed.
Chapter completed!