Li Qing punched and punched in the clouds, and did not notice that the Geng golden wings behind him had slowly unfolded, and those green grass were surging around Li Qing, and he was not allowed to enter the door.

Ripples suddenly appeared in the clouds, and flames burned in the ripples, and the flames burned violently at the beginning, and sparks splashed everywhere, which seemed very powerful. Slowly, the flames merged with the ripples, and through the fluctuations of the ripples, the explosive power was transmitted to all sides, and the area shrouded in ripples was engulfed by surging waves of fire that swallowed everything.

Li Qing fought hard, ripples rose in the clouds, in the blink of an eye, there was already a sea of fire all around, the fist suddenly changed, the ripples in the clouds and mist also changed, the waves of fire changed and gradually stacked together, boom, the red flames suddenly jumped up, and the terrifying power hit the surrounding clouds and mist to surging and agitating.

All the way up, without those blood-colored grass and big trees full of snake-like roots, the clouds and mist could not stop Li Qing in the slightest, through the clouds, the temperature around was getting lower and lower, large pieces of snowflakes were flying in the air, and ice gradually formed on the mountain rocks, if it was an ordinary person, I was afraid that it would be difficult to move an inch at this time, but Li Qing realized that the two red long knives easily pierced the mountain wall, and under the flames, the ice melted one after another, and the speed of climbing did not decrease but increased.

Far away, as far as the eye can see, you can already see the top of the mountain, Li Qing traveled all the way, and was in danger repeatedly, but he also understood, his heart was happy, and he couldn't help but howl.

The flying snowflakes stirred in the whistling sound, and the more they danced, the more rapid the dance, and a snowflake swirled in the air, cutting through the ice and snow on the rocks, bringing up flakes of snow mist

"Huh—" The snowflake brushed against Li Qing's cheek, bringing out a bloody mark. The crimson knife light lit up, and the snowflakes had been burned to the point that there was no trace of them in the blink of an eye.

The snowflakes flying in the air seemed to feel something, and at this time, they had completely lost their soothing and softness. Pieces of snowflakes swirled in the air, constantly colliding together, turning into a huge ice and snow blade several feet long, whirling and whistling.

Li Qing brandished the long knife, and the knife struck in the air, ripples rippled, and those sharp blades were pulled by the ripples, and they changed their paths one after another.

It's just that these ice and snow blades did not disappear, but gathered more and more, and after a while, they turned into a circle close to the abbot, crushing like a wall of ice and snow. Those ripples in the air can no longer be shaken. Li Qing let out a long roar, and Gengjin's wings spread out, and he came into the air.

The snow-white blades flew, the crimson flames rushed, and the verdant wings shuttled through the wind and snow with the flames, like a huge green luan.

The ice on the mountain rock is getting thicker and thicker, and the entire mountain wall has turned into a huge mirror, Li Qing only felt that the wind and snow were getting more and more urgent, the sky and the earth were white, and many sharp blades were slashed from all directions, and he couldn't distinguish the direction.

Li Qing had just split a round of sharp blades, and the huge ice and snow mountain wall appeared in front of him, and he saw a person dancing with two crimson long knives, riding the tumbling flames to attack him. The two long knives subconsciously slashed forward, and there was no expected roar, and even the wind and snow had disappeared.

Looking around blankly, this is a blood-colored world, Li Qing is standing on a lonely island, surrounded by blood-colored rivers, blood-colored earth, blood-colored sun, and the blood-colored long sword.

There was no road, the surrounding scene was exactly the same, Li Qing was a little out of idea, and stood for a while, those long swords hanging in the air motionless. Li Qing tightened the long knife in his hand and retracted his wings, in this strange world, where did Li Qing dare to fly in the air, held his breath and walked forward slowly.

A blood-colored long sword fell like a meteor and roared towards Li Qing.

"Qiang-" The swords intersected, and the long sword was not taken aside as Li Qing imagined, and the huge force broke through the long knife and stabbed straight at Li Qing's door. The verdant wings fell from both sides, and the feathers hit the long sword one after another like a short sword, Li Qing retreated several feet, and the long sword was exhausted, and it hung back in the air with a roar.

He exhaled a long breath, and before he could stand still, another long sword roared again, Li Qing's long knife connected the dots, and three ripples rippled in the air, and the crimson flames passed around with the ripples of the Dao, like lotus flowers blooming in the flames. The long sword pierced the lotus flower, and it seemed to slow down. Li Qing's eyes lit up, his steps changed, and he only moved within the Yuanzhang Xu Fangyuan, and the long sword pursued Li Qing, constantly changing its path. The long knife in his hand kept striking out, and red lotuses bloomed in the void, and these red lotuses were intertwined with each other, like a large net covering the long sword layer by layer. Although the long sword was heavy, it was still as powerful as a bamboo, but under the intersection of the swords, Li Qing only withdrew a few zhang this time, and the long sword was exhausted, and it retreated into the air, hanging there motionless.

Another long sword struck, this time Li Qing was no longer panicked, just after fighting with the long sword, Li Qing had already realized in his heart, the long knife in his hand stabbed out, and the blooming red lotus became more and more dense. It's just that although there are many red lotuses, the sword momentum of the long sword has not slowed down further, and it is still firmly stabbing at Li Qing little by little. Li Qing's steps changed, his mind was spinning, and suddenly he stabbed out two knives like a blessing to his heart, both of which were stabbed in one place, and the blooming red lotus actually bloomed into two layers of lotus petals, and those delicate petals turned in the opposite direction like a grinding plate, and a ruby lotus seed condensed in the center. The long sword pierced the red lotus, but it couldn't penetrate for a while, only for a moment, the ruby lotus seed had already exploded, and a blood flame spread along the long sword, burning like this. The long sword was burned by the blood flames, emitting a terrible sword roar, no longer paying attention to Li Qing, turning into a red light, and straight into the long river in the distance, disappearing.

Li Qing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stabbed out, and a lotus flower bloomed in the void, but there was only a layer of lotus petals. Li Qing frowned slightly, just stood in place, stabbing with a knife, lotus flowers blooming, Li Qing silently perceived, and gradually had some understanding, the more similar the power of the long knife stabbed, the closer the position of the thorn, the more likely the two lotus flowers will be fused. Suddenly, the fluctuations in the air became violent, and Li Qing's two knives were actually stabbed in one place, but the strength was not good enough, Rao is so, a red lotus bloomed, and the double-layer lotus petals slowly rotated, but there were no lotus seeds in the lotus heart.

Although it was still a little short of Fang Cai, Li Qing was still very happy in his heart, and walked forward a few feet, and sure enough, another long sword fell like a meteor. The long knife stabbed continuously, and the red lotus burning with flames bloomed, although there was no lotus seed, it could not repel the long sword, but the long sword couldn't help Li Qing for a while, and stabbed a few times, but it was blocked by the red lotus, and then it retreated into the air. Li Qing suppressed the excitement in his heart, his pace changed, he wandered around, and the long swords stabbed one after another, and the red long knives stabbed out one after another like red lightning, each knife almost stabbed in one place, the faster the stabbing became, the fluctuations in the air became stronger and stronger, and suddenly a blood-colored lotus seed condensed from a blooming red lotus. Li Qing gradually realized in his heart, every time he stabbed out, the strength became more and more accurate, and the blooming blood lotus greeted the long sword, and in a few moments, the surrounding radius was already empty.

Li Qing walked all the way, and the long sword in the air could no longer stop Li Qing's footsteps. Looking at the surging and roaring blood-colored river, the verdant wings slowly spread, and those long swords almost couldn't cope with it, this long river looked even more weird and dangerous, where did Li Qing dare to wade through the water.

With his wings spreading, Li Qing flew into the distance like a big bird, and he didn't know how long he flew, Li Qing suddenly found that the blood-colored river seemed to be boundless, no matter how he flew, he still couldn't see the edge.