"Oh? Later stage of pill formation. Haha, it seems that the fifth senior brother's judgment is not very accurate." The fifth senior brother mentioned by the purple-haired young man naturally refers to the man in gray who intercepted Qingyun and Xiaolong in the Great Yan Sect that night, Yan Xiang.
The fifth disciple Guo Fan. And the person in front of him is the tenth disciple Cheng Chuan. Qingyun knew that a hard battle today was inevitable. Xiaolong had just recovered more than half, and Qingyun would never let him use his secret technique unless it was absolutely necessary. Thinking of it
No more nonsense here, just use the "burst" to instantly attack Cheng Chuan.
Cheng Chuan's eyes showed disdain, and he easily withstood the slashing blow with just one palm. Then a fire bomb exploded in his hand, blowing away all Qingyun's cracks. Qingyun naturally knew that this crack alone was
It was impossible to defeat the person in front of him. He quickly stretched out one arm, "thrusted", and with a soft shout, the dark black energy storm immediately whirled towards Cheng Chuan. As Qingyun's cultivation level improved, this violent energy
The color has also changed from dark gray to dark black, and its power has greatly increased.
When Cheng Chuan saw that this angry storm was three to four feet thick, he immediately put away his contempt, clasped his hands and shouted: "Dance of the Fire Snake." A huge flame snake about seven to eight feet long opened its huge mouth and swallowed
It faced the dark gray air storm. With a shocking roar, the flame snake collided with the air storm. The huge impact instantly blew away all the stone houses in this small mountain village...
Qingyun did not pause, and stepped forward with an arrow, and another "thrust" came out. As long as the spiritual power in his body is enough, his thrusts can be fired continuously and instantly, but it consumes extremely spiritual power. As soon as Cheng Chuan calmed down, he saw another "thrust" that was even more powerful than the first one.
The thick spiritual energy flew towards him crazily. He immediately condensed his hands and roared: "The Wrath of the Fire Lion." A fire lion about five or six feet tall appeared behind him and roared forward, instantly meeting the darkness.
The color storm collided together again. One red and one black were particularly dazzling in the mid-air.
In less than a breath, after the fire lion dispersed the storm, it continued to rush towards Qingyun. The people watching the battle below all started to worry about Qingyun. However, Qingyun's expression remained unchanged, his feet were slightly apart, and his arms were spread forward, as if he was dedicated.
Waiting for the arrival of the fire lion's maw.
At the moment when the fire lion swallowed Qingyun, a large amount of spiritual power suddenly overflowed from his arms, quickly and continuously covering the fire lion's head... In a moment, the spiritual power emitted by Qingyun completely destroyed the fire lion's head.
The head was completely covered. Qingyun shouted: "Give it to me." The fire lion, which was five to six feet tall, began to shrink slowly, and within a short while, it shrank to only two feet in size.
Cheng Chuan stared at the incredible scene in front of him and was stunned. He could barely resist the devouring of the fire lion with his body alone, but then he forcibly compressed the fire lion he sent out. He was... shocked.
Before he could recover from his surprise, the compressed fire lion was roaring towards him with a wave of Qingyun's hands.
"How is that possible?" Cheng Chuan was shocked, which made him unable to keep up with his thinking. He had no time to think about anything else, so he immediately took out a round shield from his storage bag and held it against his chest. He only heard a "click" sound.
, the round shield only resisted for a few breaths, and then began to break into pieces. Only then did Cheng Chuan feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart. He was too careless, thinking that Qingyun had not given birth to a baby, so he was sure that he was no match for him.
With a "pop" sound, the round shield was completely shattered, but it also offset most of the rebounding force. Cheng Chuan forced down a mouthful of blood and became a little angry.
"Huh, I really underestimated you." As he said that, a fiery red circle hook appeared in his hand. The hook was bent into a half-moon shape, which looked very weird.
Seeing that the purple-haired young man's defensive magic weapon was destroyed, Qingyun couldn't help but secretly groan in his heart. He tried his best to resist the blow with his physical injuries, and used the rebound technique that he had been trying for more than three years. At this time, the spiritual power in his body had been almost exhausted, and
The young man in front of him was unscathed. The Nascent Soul Stage monks are indeed powerful.
He quickly took out a blood elixir and swallowed it, then withdrew the Heaven Locking Sword almost without a pause, shouting: "Sudden flash"!
A gray gas bomb rushed out like a cannonball and hit Cheng Chuan, who had just taken out the flaming circle hook. Cheng Chuan was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that the opponent had a back attack. He didn't dare to push too hard and immediately raised his hook to block. He just listened.
There was a shocking "bang" sound, and as the smoke dissipated, Cheng Chuan's hair was disheveled and he was in a miserable state.
I saw blood dripping down from the arm holding the hook. The other hand was even more bloody, hanging there as if it was broken and motionless. Cheng Chuan's face was ferocious, and his anger was overwhelming. He raised the round hook and shouted loudly.
He shouted: "Go to hell!" He saw flames burning on the hook, and a huge pillar of fire gradually took shape.
"Flame collapse!" Cheng Chuan shouted, and the pillar of fire shot straight into the blue clouds.
At this time, Qingyun's clothes were charred, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body. He managed to hold on for a breath and remained standing. When he saw the pillar of fire coming, he immediately dodged. The pillar of fire passed by him, and Qingyun didn't have time to take a chance. He just heard
With a "boom" sound, the fire pillar exploded, and the fragmented fire blades pierced Qingyun's body fiercely. Even though Qingyun's body was strong, the fire blade penetrated deeply into his flesh, and he was in great pain. At this moment, half of his body was covered with blood.
Blood holes, black with some red streaks of dirty blood constantly flowing out.
"Not dead yet?" Cheng Chuan almost ran away. This burst of flames was already the limit of what he could unleash. Seeing that only half of Qingyun's body was injured, he became even more furious. "Double fire bombs!" Cheng Chuan flicked his circle hook.
Two huge fireballs flew towards Qingyun.
"Young Master, strike again." Suotian suddenly transmitted a voice. Upon hearing this, Qingyun shouted loudly without any hesitation: "Strike." I saw a black and red air blast that was only as thick as an arm and struck like lightning.
He opened the pair of fire bombs and shot at Cheng Chuan. Cheng Chuan's eyes showed despair. The speed of the air burst was beyond his imagination. With reluctance, he watched the air burst pass through his body and explode.
.A little red man with a look of hatred on his face fled frantically towards the northwest, crushing a jade slip at the same time.
Qingyun suddenly fell down, making a deep pit on the ground. The spiritual power in his body had been completely exhausted. Suotian took out his sword, with the same look of depression on his face. He quickly took out a drop of blood
Qingyun took the raw pill and put the spiritual power into Qingyun's body. After a long time, Qingyun gradually recovered some strength, and immediately rolled everything in the house into the storage ring and led everyone towards the town.
After walking for less than an hour, a very steep mountain stream appeared in front of everyone. This mountain stream was the only way to Lelin Town. Qingyun and everyone were about to walk onto the iron cable bridge on the mountain stream. Suddenly, in mid-air
Suddenly a white light array appeared, and with a wave of ripples shaking, a bald man walked out of it.