In an instant, Qincheng Xueyu fought hundreds of times in succession.

But in the competition, Xueyu clearly had the upper hand.

The black energy condensed and turned into a strange beast, tearing apart the golden dragon in front of him with one bite, and then flicked its tail, hitting Qin Cheng's body.

Qin Cheng stepped back slightly, and the original energy outside his body was shaken to the point where a crack appeared.

He raised his hand again to gather a giant flame dragon and kill the black energy beast.

At the same time, Qin Cheng frowned slightly.

The two of them fought in an open area, and the Dragon Soaring Technique was Qin Cheng's best skill at the moment.

After all, it is the ultimate fire secret technique left by the Heavenly Fire Immortal Lord, and the perfect match of the extreme fire heart method, it is a perfect immortal method that can form Tao phenomena.

And the black energy method used by Xueyu is obviously a group attack technique.

But after the fight, Qin Cheng clearly felt that the auras condensed between the two were almost the same, but often the black energy transformed from the blood universe could kill two or even three of his own flame dragons.

That was the reason why he had been attacked by black energy just now.

"Fu Mo, what's going on? Xueyu's magic doesn't form a perfect Taoist image, and it can't be supported by the same immortal energy as mine. Why is it that it's the same immortal magic, but his is stronger?"

While fighting, Qin Cheng was also thinking.

There is indeed a gap in cultivation between the two, but on the other two points, Qin Cheng is enough to almost erase this difference.

But in the current situation, he is still completely at a disadvantage.

"This should be what Han Qingyue said is the reason why the magic is different." Fu Mo said.

"There are indeed levels of immortality. I also remembered a few things, but unfortunately I forgot the specific rules of classification."

"You can't remember the key part."

Qin Cheng was speechless. It seemed that he could only ask Han Qingyue afterwards.

"How dare you lose your focus during the battle."

But at this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind Qin Cheng.

Then the man in green appeared, like a ghost.

The long sword stabbed out fiercely, like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, and pierced through Qin Cheng's back heart.

"Just die." The man in green had a successful smile on his face.

Qin Cheng cut off his arm before, and now he wants Qin Cheng's life.

The violent aura has attached itself to the long sword. As long as it penetrates Qin Cheng's body, it will be enough to form a storm and smash Qin Cheng's internal organs to pieces.

But facing the front and rear attacks from Xueyu and the man in green, Qin Cheng smiled coldly.

Just when the sword light pierced the golden barrier of the Iron Bone Golden Body Art outside the body, the smile on the man in Tsing Yi's face turned into surprise.

Each head is a poisonous insect the size of a thumb with a black shell and golden lines, and its cold eyes are staring at him.

Ordinary sky-eating insects are only the size of sesame seeds, while elite-level ones can reach the size of soybeans.

Only king-level sky-devouring insects can look like this.

Although Qin Cheng has only cultivated a hundred king-level sky-devouring insects on hand, and they are not yet fully mature, their power is not comparable to that of elite-level sky-eating insects.

Whoosh!

These king-level sky-eating insects flew out and bit into the spirit sword in one bite.

After a few mouthfuls, under the shocked gaze of the man in green, the long sword filled with spiritual energy was like a broken prayer balloon, with all the spiritual energy dissipating.

The man in Tsing Yi was terrified.

What on earth are these little bugs? Their teeth are so sharp that they can crush even top-level spiritual swords in an instant.


Chapter completed!