The tall and thin man sneered contemptuously, but did not speak, but pointed his right hand forward. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Majestic spiritual power shot from his fingers into the scroll suspended in front of him.

The scroll, which had been suspended and motionless, seemed to be injected with vitality, and the light shone brightly, and another tall and thin man appeared out of thin air, his hands holding the sides of the scroll.

Only a thud was heard, and the scroll unfolded, and a majestic pressure aerated from it.

"I can't imagine that you, a foundation building period monk, can die under the power of the Rain Clan's decree, and you are proud enough to be under the Yellow Spring. ”

The open scroll fluttered in the air, making a hoho whistling sound, and the sound was earth-shattering.

Immediately after, the aqua blue figure raised his hands and shook slightly.

Nine water dragons flew out from where the scroll unfolded, and after circling in the air for a while, they roared in the sky, and the waves of sound swept in all directions.

"This" Wei Qing's eyes were red, he clenched his teeth, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Under the powerful aura of these nine water dragons, he almost couldn't stand.

"This is not an attack that can be launched by the Great Cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Foundation at all, and its power is already infinitely close to that of the powerhouse in the early stage of Jindan. ”

Wei Qing had seen the battle of the strong men of the Jindan period, and compared with the two, his color changed dramatically.

As if they possessed spiritual intelligence, the nine water dragons spiraled out as the tall and thin man pointed forward, and swooped down into the air.

Before it was close, Wei Qing felt that on these nine water dragons, there was an inviolable majesty of heaven and earth in them, as if they wanted to destroy all the enemies in front of them.

"Nine Dragons are annihilated, go!"

As the tall and thin man shouted, Jiulong's momentum became even greater, like a real dragon.

Wei Qing agitated the spiritual power of his whole body, and his mind moved, and the sword box behind him trembled violently.

Almost all the sword qi was summoned by him, and there were ninety of them, circling around him with great momentum.

With the strength of his divine sense, it was impossible to control so much sword qi, but now that he was in a desperate situation, he had to tap his potential.

With the help of Xuanyin Frost and Dew, he succeeded.

Ninety sword qi roared, and at the same time sank into the ground.

For a while, the mountains shook, and the sound of popping was endless, not very powerful, but it made people feel uncomfortable that they almost wanted to vomit blood.

The tall and thin man was unmoved, and pressed his right hand out of thin air.

Jiulong let out a roar, opening his huge mouth in an attempt to tear Wei Qing into pieces before swallowing it into his stomach.

Under such a strong pressure, Wei Qing roared angrily and frantically operated his spiritual power.

The vibration of the ground became more and more violent, and a faint circle of light appeared out of thin air on the ground.

If you count it carefully, you will find that it is exactly nine apertures.

"Ten Swords Splitting the Sky Kill!"

Wei Qing's hands rotated, and one after another complex magic tricks sank into the ground, and nine pillars of light suddenly rose from the ground to the sky, just in time for the falling water dragon.

At the same time, his mind moved again, and all the water-attribute sword qi was summoned by him.

Condensed into a sword qi the size of a hair, it pierced through the pillar of light of the Ten Swords Splitting Void and the gap between the Nine Dragons, pointing directly at the tall and thin man suspended in mid-air.

This is the Killing Sword Formation, this sword formation technique has been carefully studied by him since he got it, and the power is still extraordinary.

This is his last killer move now, and it is also a means to press the bottom of the box.

However, after all, his cultivation is still shallow, and his cultivation is insufficient.

Even if you give it all your might, you can resist the strong in the late stage of foundation building at most.

But the other party is a real foundation for the great consummation, whether it can work depends on the will of God.

The sound of the nine pillars of light was terrifying, enveloping all the nine water dragons in the middle, and countless sword qi were hidden in the pillars of light, constantly piercing through the huge body of the water dragon.

The aura emitted by the collision in nine places was earth-shattering, and the surrounding water vapor was filled, and in the water mist, a faint transparent sword qi quietly pierced out.

By the time the tall and thin man noticed it, it was already within reach.

At the moment of danger, the tall and thin man roared angrily, and a protective light curtain appeared with a flash of light on his body.

I only heard a pop, and the sword qi actually penetrated the light curtain.

The tall and thin man looked shocked, and at the same time, he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of natal essence blood was forced out, blocking the center of his eyebrows.

With a bang, the natal essence blood dissipated into the invisible along with the sword qi.

Seeing this, Wei Qing sighed slightly.

Natal essence blood is the foundation of a monk, no matter how powerful a monk is, he can only condense three drops in his life. Every drop consumed takes decades or even hundreds of years to recover, which shows the preciousness of the natal essence blood, and the monk will not use it until life and death are at stake.

Wei Qing didn't give up, he still tried to maintain the operation of the Ten Swords Splitting Air Kill, this water dragon was much more powerful than he imagined.

At this time, the tall and thin man's face was pale, and his gaze towards Wei Qing was already full of hatred.

He was a monk who had built the foundation of the Great Perfection, and he was forced to use a drop of natal essence blood by a Qi cultivation period, if it was passed out, he would not have to mix in Qiu Zhou anymore.

What's more, a drop of natal essence blood has already damaged his vitality.

The anger in his chest was already burning, and he longed to eat the flesh and blood of the other party.

I saw that his body shook, and a stream of extremely rich spiritual power erupted from the mouth of the aqua blue clone, which was directly submerged into the scroll.

The momentum of the nine water dragons climbed again, and the giant tail swept across.

The thud sound pierced out, and he actually broke free from the shackles of the Ten Swords Splitting Air Kill, and rushed towards Wei Qing.

Wei Qing quickly retreated, and the fire cloud fan in his hand fanned out nine times in a row, and it was a cloud of flames, flying towards the nine fire dragons at one time.

Fire and water collided together, and bursts of mist spread.

At this moment, Wei Qing flew out upside down, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he fell heavily to the ground, as if he was seriously injured.

Wei Qing struggled to stand up and looked at the tall and thin man coldly.

"I won't let you die easily, I have to torture you slowly, otherwise it will be difficult to get rid of the hatred in my heart. The tall and thin man said hatefully, his voice cold and piercing.

Wei Qing didn't speak, supporting his body encouragingly, and his heart was silent.

He has been practicing so far, although the time is still short, but he has been trying to survive on the edge of life and death again and again.

I have already understood a truth, in the cultivation world, they all speak with strength.

If you are strong, you can live, and if you are weak, you have to die.

Cultivation is to struggle with the sky, to earn that glimmer of opportunity, to earn that fleeting vitality.

If you don't earn it, you die.

Wei Qing took a deep breath, the sword qi bred in the sword box had been completely exhausted by him, and he no longer had any hole cards in his hand, but he would not give in like this.

He said that even if the other party was a monk of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, if he wanted to kill him, he would have to shed his skin.

With a look of his right hand, another bottle of Xuanyin Frost Dew poured into his mouth.

In the originally dry meridians, the spiritual power was filled again, and the feeling of weakness suddenly dissipated.

Throwing the empty bottle into the air, an object appeared in his hand, a thousand insect flags.

Because of its low level, Thousand Insect Banner has been shelved by him, and now he uses it just to delay for a moment and find an opportunity.