War!

The barrier slowly disappeared, and Qingying's body tensed, knowing that the moment the barrier completely disappeared was the beginning of a never-ending battle.

Zi Ling shook his wrist and took out a purple-red long sword.

The tip of the sword has been washed many times, but the dark cyan spots on the tip of the sword still show that it has killed countless people.

Third-class refining weapon, Huoxun Sword.

This long sword has accompanied Zi Ling for most of his life and has made countless contributions.

The dark cyan specks were the blood of those elemental masters who died under the sword.

The blood of a powerful elementalist is extremely corrosive, and even if he tries to eliminate these spots, he can't do it perfectly.

This is already the best situation, although there are many flaws, but it should be more than enough to solve a kid in the Yuan Realm.

Qingying's expression was calm, and he reached out and shook it, holding the Qinglong Divine Sword.

This was the first time he had held the body of the Qinglong Divine Sword, and the previous Qinglong Divine Sword was just a phantom that was conjured, but even if it was a phantom, it also had the level of a first-class refining weapon.

After awakening the Qingfeng Divine Lotus this time, Cangfeng fell asleep and could no longer maintain the phantom, so he could only completely put control in the hands of Qingying.

The cold touch calmed his heart down all of a sudden, and holding the long sword, Qingying even had a heroic spirit of breaking through this space with a sword.

"Artifact...... Another artifact......"

Zi Ling licked his lips, his eyes were full of greed, this time, it's worth the trip, kill this kid, he can have two artifacts.

Thinking of this, he was a little jealous, this kid, how could he be able to get two artifacts.

Most elementalists, I'm afraid that they have been extremely poor all their lives, and they can't even see the shadow of the artifact, let alone have it.

Qingying sneered, if you want an artifact, you have to see if this old man has the life to get it.

Since it was something that coveted or even robbed him, he didn't have to be polite to this person.

The barrier disappeared completely, and the purple spirit's body flashed, appearing in front of Qingying in an instant, and he couldn't wait to snatch the Qinglong Divine Sword in Qingying's hand.

Qingying raised his eyebrows, but instead directly sent the Qinglong Divine Sword out, he came to see if this person dared to touch it directly.

Although I don't know what level the Qinglong Divine Sword belongs to, this kind of artifact should be like Ziyang Palace, and it can have a certain degree of autonomy, which does not refer to the spirit of the instrument like Cangfeng, but the instinct of the artifact.

As long as someone uses it, it will inevitably be counterattacked.

Zi Ling quickly withdrew his hand, he knew Qingying's thoughts, but he was a little anxious at first.

But as long as this kid is defeated, everything will be his.

The Huoxun Sword flashed, drawing a tricky arc, and took the lower abdomen of the green shadow from the side.

The transformation of a set of actions is smooth, and people can't find the slightest flaw.

Qingying retreated calmly, holding the sword in one hand, the hilt on top, sideways blocking.

Bite!

The two weapons parted at the touch of a button, and countless emotions swept through Zi Ling's eyes, and in the end, greed prevailed.

Zi Ling sealed with one hand, put his fingers together, and slashed across the sword, and a purple-red flame instantly rose from the Huoxun sword.

Get out of the fire!

Although this fire is not as good as the fire of nirvana, it also has its own characteristics.

Once this fire is attached to the surface of the elementalist's body, it will continue to separate the elements, so that the elementalist will not get enough elemental transformation when fighting, and the combat ability will be greatly reduced.

Unfortunately, the disadvantage is that the duration is too short, and under normal circumstances, elementalists are able to adjust their state quickly and carefully spend this time.

Of course, the purple spirit has his own way to extend this time, that is, to attach the fire to the Huoxun sword, as long as it is inserted into the enemy's body...... There is no need to insert it, as long as it is a little bit of it, he will be able to continue to expand this advantage.

The green shadow was awe-inspiring, a sword fell, Zi Ling was a little disdainful, and with a step of his footsteps, he appeared in another direction.

In the eyes of Zi Ling, Qingying's methods of blocking the evasion route were extremely naïve and full of flaws.

Soon the fire completely covered the Huoxun Sword, and the purple-red flames danced faintly, exuding a devouring aura.

The momentum of the purple spirit also skyrocketed, probably around the fifth layer of the Seeping Yuan Realm.

Qingying became solemn, and he couldn't underestimate this level of cultivation.

When he realized the cultivation of the Yuan Realm, he didn't need to summon beasts, and he could barely defeat the thirty-fifth layer of alien beasts by exhausting a large number of means.

The elemental master was not an alien beast, and although his cultivation had improved, he didn't believe that Zi Ling was just an ordinary Elemental Master of the Penetrating Yuan Realm.

That's a shell with a Ripping Earth Realm cultivation.

Swish!

The purple spirit laughed miserably, brandished the Huoxun sword, and stabbed at the green shadow. Qingying's body flashed, and it could be avoided.

Zi Ling seems to be getting more and more comfortable fighting, he is trying to return to the attack method of the Infiltration Yuan Realm, once he is fully integrated by Zi Ling, he will be suppressed even worse.

Qingying didn't care about being exposed, and directly used the Dragon Emperor Shadow, otherwise he wouldn't be able to avoid the attack of the purple spirit at all.

Every attack of Zi Ling is extremely tricky, and it hits the vital point, if you don't resist or dodge, I'm afraid you will die on the spot.

Qingying's eyes lit up slightly, Zi Ling was looking for the feeling of infiltrating the Yuan Realm, why wasn't he familiar with Zi Ling's attack method?

Suddenly, he stretched out his left hand, made a knife with one hand, and slashed down.

Dragon Slash!

The sword swept through the void, and the purple spirit fell from it in embarrassment.

The dragon slash contains a characteristic of breaking the rules, and Zi Ling is using his understanding of space to do this, but he didn't expect to be seen through by Qingying at a glance.

Since the advantage of body technique no longer exists, then use the strength of the star soul to crush it.

The Huoxun Sword fell suddenly, the momentum was amazing, and the green shadow raised the Qinglong Divine Sword horizontally to resist the sword.

Zi Ling's understanding of the sword has reached a very high level, and the attacks are full of sword energy.

If it were his original cultivation, I am afraid that he would be able to directly send out a sword light.

Their current sword rays are just illusions condensed by star souls, and they have a little bit of sword charm, but after all, they are not really sword spirits condensed by sword intent, and they feel a little worse.

Qingying was shocked and retreated, and in terms of strength, he was also a step behind.

The purple spirit was unforgiving, a reversal in the air, raising his sword and continuing to chop, Qingying couldn't dodge, so he could only continue to raise his sword to block, and was repulsed again.

Seeing that he was about to enter the rhythm of the purple spirit, Qingying sighed secretly.

After being repulsed again, a red glow flashed under Qingying's eyes, and layers of scales appeared on his left arm, bringing him terrifying power.

Drink!

Qingying shouted, and the long sword circled around his body, and he struck it up.

Zi Ling's expression was shocked, and he was actually knocked out.

Falling to the ground lightly, Zi Ling did not attack immediately, he stared at the scales on Qingying's body, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Protoss, damn it, you're a Protoss!" Zi Ling shuddered a little, he remembered some bad memories.

Qingying didn't rush to fight back, and asked, "What's that?"

He'd heard it many times, it should be a very terrifying force, could he have anything to do with the Protoss?

Zi Ling shook his head desperately: "I can't say it, I can't say it, damn it, I have to kill you today!"