Among the three supreme magical powers mastered by Shui Qingyang, the Mi Tian Xing Shi focuses on body techniques. The Holy Crazy is a means of healing, and only the Tiantian Fire Sea is a real attack magical power.

As soon as this move was used, within a radius of more than ten feet, there were flames surging, trees burned, land smoked, and the void twisted into folds.

The blood sprayed by the fifth head of the family was evaporated almost immediately. The air inhaled from his nose seemed to burn a knife, making his face distorted.

"What's the origin of this guy?"

The Bifang rune was born not long ago, and its magical powers have not yet been opened. If you want to get them, you must meet the conditions proposed by the visualizer. You don’t need to guess and know that the conditions must be very harsh.

But Shui Qingyang actually learned it. Including the previous nine-tailed fox magic power, this son obtained two of the 100,000 magic powers.

Why, why can a young monk in the Cong Zang Realm get such a blessing?

The painful expression of the Five Headmaster was mixed with a pathological fanaticism and excitement, and bloodshots appeared in both eyes. He shouted abruptly, using his magic power to form an ice light shield, and opened the way in the sea of ​​fire.

Fireballs kept hitting the ice light shield, shaking his body. Shocked by Bi Fang's powerful magical powers, and even more, the belief that must be won.

At this time, Shui Qingyang had already escaped a hundred meters away, with a pale face and a very sloppy step.

Bi Fang's magical powers are strong, but it consumes too much and cannot use the second move in the short term. He can only turn left and right desperately, hoping to use the protection of the woods to buy time for himself.

While escaping, stuff the spirit-enhancing pills into your mouth, digest them as quickly as possible, and replenish your mana.

Unfortunately, the difference between his cultivation and the fifth head of the family was too big. Not long after, both sides approached again. The fifth head of the family had a ferocious face and pointed it at Shui Qingyang's legs.

Oh!

Rows of trees frozen into ice sculptures.

At the critical moment, Shui Qingyang took advantage of the situation to avoid it, but a deep bone-observing mark appeared on his left leg. A cold air spread into his body, and a thin layer of frost covered his left leg.

The pain caused a sensation of wood, which greatly slowed down Shui Qingyang's speed.

Feeling the chill behind him, Shui Qingyang was startled and sweated coldly. He did not care about saving his magic power and used Bifang's magical power again.

The sea of ​​fire exploded in a burst. When it collided with the ice tide behind, a dense hissing sound sounded. The white mist was like a dragon and a snake, dancing violently, and almost instantly spread all directions.

Taking advantage of the fog around him, Shui Qingyang endured the dizziness and fled without knowing the direction.

The cold waves tore through the mist, and the fifth head chased out with murderous aura on his face.

As a cultivator in Caixia realm, his magic power reserves and explosive power are far superior to Shui Qingyang, and he can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth anytime and anywhere. His conversion efficiency is much faster than Shui Qingyang swallowing the spirit-enhancing pill.

This is why, very few people in the world of cultivation can fight across borders. This is a full-scale gap and the difficulty is too great.

Faced with the full pursuit of a mid-stage Caixia cultivator, Shui Qingyang Energy persisted for so long, which was enough to be shocking.

But he finally reached his limit. His only mana was used to run and could not fight back. An unprecedented sense of weakness swallowed his nerves.

"I'm careless." At the moment of death, Shui Qingyang smiled bitterly.

Knowing that Lan Jinsong had bad intentions towards him, he was not vigilant enough that he was in danger.

Only at this moment did he truly understand that this world is far more dangerous than the previous life, and he will die and disappear without a second chance.

The cold knife slashed again. After this knife, Shui Qingyang knew that he would lose his legs and become the other party's captive. Life is worse than death.

He gave up running away and activated his remaining magic power, intending to cut off his lifeline. Suddenly, his sister's thin and sad figure flashed in front of him, feeling sad and regretful!

But what made Shui Qingyang's eyes widen, the figure in front of him was solidifying and quickly turned into a girl in white warrior clothes, passing by.

The girl's long ponytail swayed behind her head, and several strands of hair split, brushing across Shui Qingyang's face and nose, with some softness and sweetness.

Before she could tell the difference between the virtual and the real, there was an explosion behind her. Shui Qingyang's sleeve was held by a soft hand and moved quickly to the side.

The scenery on both sides was blurred and retreating. Shui Qingyang came back from his daze and felt the fragrant flesh beside him. When he turned around, he saw a delicate and flawless side face reflected in his eyes.

"Why are you here?" Shui Qingyang couldn't help asking, surprised and happy.

Ding Yourong focused on the front, her cold and beautiful face was full of determination, and starry lights spread, moving at high speed with Shui Qingyang.

This is the magical power of the Nine-tailed Fox. In just over two months, this woman has mastered it. Her talent is so good, right?

However, despite this, the two were still very dangerous. The fifth leader kept chasing, and a cold wave erupted, forcing Ding Yourong to fight back.

She was at a disadvantage and was also carrying Shui Qingyang, and was soon injured. A touch of bright red blood appeared on the white face, which was particularly dazzling.

The two were so close that they exchanged their breaths. Shui Qingyang absorbed the spirit-enhancing pill and said, "You might as well leave me behind. Lao Ding is the only daughter, and the other party's target is me."

Ding Yourong ignored it.

After running for a while, her face gradually turned pale, and her white warrior uniform was also stained with blood.

Imagine that this woman had some scars on her white and tender skin, Shui Qingyang shook her head: "I'm not interested in dragging someone into the water, you can go. While it's still early, deal with the wounds so that you won't get married in the future and be disliked by your husband."

It was obviously a time of crisis when he was running away, Ding Yourong was so angry that he was so angry that he really wanted to leave immediately. Is this time now?

Whether I marry or not, my husband dislikes me, what does it have to do with you? No, what is my husband...

Ding Yourong turned her head, stared at her beautiful eyes, and said viciously: "Shut up your stinky mouth! My Ding family never owe anyone. You saved my father and will repay you this love today!"

As she spoke loudly, a faint fragrance penetrated Shui Qingyang's mouth and nose, and penetrated into her heart and lungs.

After that, Ding Yourong ignored Shui Qingyang again.

She was almost cut off her hands and feet by the fifth leader several times, and she almost avoided it, with some more knife marks on her body. The most thrilling time, the ponytail behind her head was cut off and she almost separated.

A bamboo forest appeared in front of it, sandwiched by mountain walls on both sides, with a narrow entrance and a layer of pink fog swaying.

As if he had thought of something, the fifth head of the family changed drastically and tried his best to strike several blows at the two people in front, seriously injured Ding Yourong again.

But Ding Yourong gritted her teeth and took advantage of the situation to rush into the pink mist without hesitation.

"Damn little bitch, dare to ruin the good things of the uncle!" Stopped outside the fog, the fifth head of the family looked entangled. But when he thought of those two magical powers, he made up his mind and followed him resolutely.

In the pink fog, you can only see the scene within a few meters.

Ding Yourong finally let go of Shui Qingyang, fell to the ground with a long sword, and he squinted his eyes and threw himself forward, almost fainting on the spot.

A big hand grabbed her wrist and stabilized her in time.

At this time, Ding Yourong was wearing a white warrior uniform, almost mostly dyed red, and was covered with wounds everywhere. He was punished without saying a word along the way. This woman was too bearable.

Even Shui Qingyang admired the woman's perseverance, sighed, picked her up, and rushed forward.

But soon, Shui Qingyang discovered something was wrong.

The pink mist around seemed to be conscious. When he noticed that outsiders had entered, he drilled into his pores with a trace of magic power.

A ghost appeared in front of him, and the power was passing by at an astonishing speed. When he stumbled under his feet, he almost threw Ding Yourong out.

A monk is not afraid of the poison of mortals, but it is not invincible to all poisons.

In the world of cultivation, there are poisons specifically targeting monks, but they are extremely rare and have high prices, at least they have never appeared in Cuihua City.

According to Ding Hao, once you encounter this poison, it cannot be cured unless you get a specific antidote.

Shui Qingyang was very anxious and looked down at Ding Yourong. He saw that there was black gas on the woman's forehead and was spreading to other parts.

He himself was also confused, and his future was unclear, and he was worried that the enemy would catch up, so he used Bi Fang's magical powers as if he was venting. This was what he used to lead the Yin Wu family.

As the sea of ​​fire burned, large areas of fog evaporated.

But what excited Shui Qingyang was that the toxins in his body were burned out, and his vision and strength were quickly restored.

"Boy, you could have died happily, but unfortunately you didn't cherish it and insisted on asking for trouble!" A resentful laughter rang behind him, and the fifth head of the army chased after him.

He was obviously not feeling well, and his speed was much slower. But he believed that as long as he moved quickly enough, he would go out immediately after finishing his work, and there was still a way to treat him.

Therefore, before the words were finished, they had already slashed at the legs of Shui Qingyang and the others, and grabbed them with the other hand, and were about to capture them.

Sensing the power of this sword, Shui Qingyang did not dodge or avoid it, turned around and punched him. The fist light with surging flames drained the magic power he had finally accumulated.

But the effect was significant. The cold knife melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, engulfed by the sea of ​​fire, and continued to rush towards the five leaders who were terrified and changed their colors, whistling by.

The fifth head of the house hurriedly lifted his knife to resist. Amid the blast, his clothes turned into ashes, and most of his flesh was burned out, red and black, and the smell of burnt meat.

The heart-wrenching screams almost woke Ding Yourong up, who was dying.

Shui Qingyang did not give the other party a chance to breathe, rushed forward with his physical strength, held Ding Yourong's knife and slashed it with one knife!

As blood splattered, a big head rolled down the steep slope, with a shocked expression on his face until his death.

After dealing with the strong enemy, Shui Qingyang immediately returned to Ding Yourong and wanted to detoxify the other party, but suddenly remembered that he could no longer activate Bi Fang's magical powers.

What's worse is that the poisonous miasma began to penetrate into his body again, and he couldn't protect himself. In his current state, he might fall to the ground halfway without rushing out of the bamboo forest.

When deciding his destiny was determined, Shui Qingyang calmed down instead, took out the glass mask from his arms and put it on.

The next moment, he came to an exclusive space full of pure spiritual energy, but the pink poisonous miasma was still rolling in and could not be blocked.

With the purest spiritual energy, Shui Qingyang's mana recovered at an extremely fast speed. Soon after, he activated the sea of ​​fire again and successfully destroyed the toxins in his body.
Chapter completed!