Chapter 123: Six Grades of Mystery Realm

Whew!

A three-foot tall and two-foot wide water and fire tornado composed of water dragons and fire dragons brought a violent whirlwind, and the surrounding green and verdant trees were torn and their leaves withered, and their branches were broken.

Some trees with slightly slender trunks were directly pulled off by the strong suction force and swept into the tornado, which further enhanced the power of the water and fire spouts.

Snort!

The blood-red sword flashed, and the ground seemed to be plowed, leaving a slender and deep scratch that rolled open to both sides. Scattered leaves flew all over the sky, and the blood-red sword rays were all cut off in the storm, cutting into even more fine pieces, and the fractured surface was as smooth as a mirror.

The sharp old face was covered with deep wrinkles, as deep as a knife cut. At this moment, his face was unusually pale, and he used two powerful mystical techniques in a row, which almost drained the mystical qi in his body.

Although his face was extremely pale, his breathing became rapid and irregular. But there was a cold glint in his eyes, and those piercing eyes stared at the two powerful attacks that were about to collide together.

Ye Xuan's chest also fluctuated slightly violently, and his breathing was also quite rapid, obviously using this combination of Spirit Realm Array was not a small consumption for him.

His eyes were as bright as ice and snow, and the Xuan Qi in his body was flowing quietly, and the Spirit Realm Array had just been arranged just for the consumption of his soul power, but his Xuan Qi was not too much consumption.

Although he has a lot of confidence in the water and fire tornado, it will be more secure to prepare for everything.

Finally, the two of them attacked with all their might, and finally collided together.

Snort!

As soon as they made contact, the two attacks frantically eroded each other. The blood-red sword broke through the perimeter of the waterspout in the blink of an eye, and fell into a range close to the inside, but as the blood-red sword light deepened, the speed slowed down more and more, as if it was stuck in a quagmire, and it took half a day to move an inch.

Feng Ling also noticed this, and immediately his complexion changed, his eyes flickered violently, and his face was uncertain.

But he is now at the end of the crossbow, and the remaining Xuan Qi in his body can only barely support him to continue standing, and if he wants to make a move, then only the Xuan Qi will recover slightly.

Although the water and fire tornado had a disadvantage when it just collided, this disadvantage was gradually reversed over time.

The blood-red sword seemed to be powerless, and one was stuck in the tornado, unable to move forward a bit.

However, the tornado was spinning rapidly, the momentum was getting bigger and bigger, the sword qi on the blood-red sword was disintegrated little by little, and the originally bright sword light was gradually dimming, and the sharp and incomparable momentum was wiped out little by little.

After this lasted for about half a pillar of incense, small cracks suddenly appeared on the blood-red sword.

As the tornado tore, the cracks were also slowly getting bigger, like spider webs quickly covered with swords, and with a click, they quickly shattered in Feng Ling's miserable white face, and gradually turned into nothingness as the tornado swirled and tore.

Poof!

When the blood-red sword shattered, Feng Ling, who was connected with it, also turned pale, and a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out uncontrollably, and the originally pale cheeks became even more pale, and fine cold sweat slipped down the wrinkled cheeks,

His face was almost transparent, his breath was like a gossamer, his eyes were dull, and his expression of decadence leaped on the paper. If it weren't for the sword in his hand trying his best to support his body, he would have fallen to the ground weakly.

The water tornado whistled by, Feng Ling vomited blood like a kite with a broken string and flew out, the trees along the way were smashed by him, and the sound of broken bones was also crisp, and when it landed, it was already languishing, dying, and barely holding a breath to prevent himself from swallowing.

After Ye Xuan glanced at Feng Ling indifferently, he quickly withdrew his gaze.

Although his blood-red sword was powerful, it was weak in follow-up, and in the face of the endless tumbling and spinning of the water and fire tornado, it couldn't last long after all.

Of course, if the sword he casts is powerful enough to pierce the tornado at the first touch, then that kind of endless and cyclical rotation will be of no use.

It may be possible if he is changed to Zi Tianhua, the owner of Sword Cultivation Villa, but he is not Zi Tianhua.

Ye Xuan looked around, the subordinates they had brought were no longer overwhelmed by Nuan, and they were scattered in all directions. Ye Xuan calmed down a little, and with Nuan Nuan's strength, he really bullied these people a little.

Rumble!

A thunderous sound rolled in, Ye Xuan's face changed, and his eyes were as cold as electricity. An ice-blue shadow flew out upside down, and the lotus foot stepped into a deep depression on the ground, and after dozens of steps in a row, he finally stabilized his body.

A thin line of blood spread out from the corner of the ruddy mouth, but it was quickly wiped off by Bingbing.

Zi Tianhua's condition was not very good, the blood in his chest was tumbling, and the arm holding the sword was also trembling slightly, and after taking several steps backwards in a row, his trembling body was quickly stabilized.

Although he was able to rely on the advantage of the realm, he slightly pressed the ice and occupied some advantages.

And with the strength of his Transformation Realm, he could completely drag Bingbing to death with consumption, but he didn't expect Bingbing's Xuanqi to be so amazing, and after such a long period of fierce battles, it was still not exhausted.

Even if Zi Tianhua is a fool at this moment, he can understand that Bingbing's cultivation of Xuan Gong must be much more advanced than his, which can explain why she is in the Spirit Xuan Realm, and she can fight so fiercely with herself in the Xuan Realm, and there is still Xuan Qi to provide.

And among them, she also performed a lot of mystical arts, and the power was still terrifying, if it weren't for her own strength being far higher than her, it was estimated that she would have been defeated by Bingbing.

Seeing Bingbing's injury, Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly became as cold as ice and snow, his handprints changed for a while, and the water, fire, and tornado that had defeated Feng Ling suddenly roared towards Zi Tianhua with amazing power.

Suddenly, the dust was flying, the sand and stones were splashed, and they were swept in by the tornado, and the momentum of the tornado became even more powerful.

Zi Tianhua's face changed slightly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly slashed out a fierce blood-red sword, and the sword light shot into the tornado with a destructive momentum like a falling meteorite.

Ye Xuan's complexion changed drastically, because at that moment, he clearly felt that the rotation speed of the water and fire tornado had an instantaneous condensation.

The sword shot out directly through the dense forest, and suddenly the sound of falling trees was heard endlessly. The originally powerful water and fire tornado also slowly dissipated, Ye Xuan was not surprised, with Zi Tianhua's strength, he was indeed able to do this.

Long Youbu instantly spread out, and his figure flashed to Bingbing's side, with an anxious and worried look on his delicate face, "Bingbing, how are you?"

Looking at Ye Xuan, who looked concerned, Bingbing's heart also had a warm current flowing through.

A bright smile bloomed on Qingli's cheeks, and even the sunshine of the bright sun was compared to this smile, and it dimmed slightly, "I'm fine, although I can't defeat him directly, but it's very difficult for him to defeat me." ”

Looking at Zi Tianhua, who was looking ugly because of his joining, Ye Xuan didn't care, "Let's solve him as soon as possible." ”

Bingbing didn't refuse, because she also knew that it was still very difficult for her to defeat Zi Tianhua alone.

Although part of her bloodline has awakened, giving her great power, her bloodline has not fully awakened after all, and last time it was only barely awakened by the danger of death.

After seeing Ye Xuan and Bingbing join forces, Zi Tianhua's face gradually became gloomy, he seemed to be suppressing something, but after a while, there was a look of determination in his eyes.

With a flip of his palm, a dark red elixir appeared in his palm, and he no longer hesitated to swallow it directly.

The originally calm aura began to riot, rising like a rising tide, and in Ye Xuan's shocked gaze, he instantly broke through the barrier of the two of them in the Five-Rank Xuan Realm, and directly entered the Six-Rank Xuan Realm.

The aura on his body was as violent as a storm, sweeping towards Ye Xuan and the two, Ye Xuan's face was solemn, and he was secretly frightened in his heart, the current Zi Tianhua was several times stronger than before just now, and the oppression of the strong aura made people breathless.

Zi Tianhua's face was as deep as an abyss, originally he didn't want to use the pill to forcibly break through.

Because although he felt the opportunity to break through, it was very vague, and he needed to practice for a period of time before he could break through, otherwise it would damage his cultivation foundation in the future, and maybe he would only be able to stop at the Transformation Realm in the future, and he would never be able to touch the threshold of the Heavenly Vein Realm again.

But the current situation did not allow him not to do this, only in this way could he defeat Ye Xuan and the others, and only then could he avenge their dead Supreme Elder and disciples.

Zi Tianhua's palms were slowly clenched, his face was as cold as snow, his eyes were as cold as knives, and his unpredictable voice sounded slowly.

"Are you ready for death?"