He Yuyu chuckled, raised his hand to withdraw the Mo knife, and flew forward.

Qingying flicked his wrist and grabbed the Fengshen spear, making four wrong steps.

Dragon Emperor Shadow!

With his mysterious footwork, even He Yuyu couldn't catch up with him for a while.

The interest in He Yuyu's eyes is getting higher and higher, such a wonderful body technique is not something that everyone can have.

After studying in the Dark Sword Academy for so many years, He Yuyu has his own way of judging his body.

Qingying's body technique far surpassed all the Yuan Skill levels she knew, which was too amazing.

How many secrets are there in Qingying.

He Yuyu followed, and the surrounding houses were constantly destroyed, making bursting sounds.

The purple intent in Qingying's eyes continued to rise, and finally, the entire dark green pupil was covered with purple red.

At this moment, Qingying's cultivation had also reached the critical point of the Wuyuan Realm, and with only one kick away, his star soul strength could reach the Seeping Yuan Realm.

Not only that, but even Qingying's black hair was starting from the roots, spreading and turning purple.

The aura of tyranny flowed on Qingying's body.

He Yuyu stopped the chase, a little surprised.

She felt that Qingying seemed to have changed as a person, so that she did not dare to act rashly for the time being.

Qingying also stopped running away, and his transformation was complete.

Purple eyes and purple hair, the dangerous dark green scales of the left arm open and close rhythmically, exuding a dangerous aura.

The Wind God Spear had already been withdrawn from the Void Sea by him, and it was replaced with a three-foot long sword, the sword face was cold, and it seemed to change with the change of the master's mood.

At this moment, Qingying has abandoned all emotions, he is a killing machine without emotion.

Blocking ...... Die!

Slowly getting up, Qingying looked back at He Yuyu, and there was an obscure light flashing in her eyes.

He was calculating how to kill He Yuyu.

Yes, kill directly.

His mentality has also changed, and it seems to be an arrogance, or rather, a posture of a superior.

"Die!"

Qingying snorted coldly.

The voice was cold, with boundless coldness, and it seemed that even the weeds under his feet subconsciously gathered the green leaves.

The long sword is sharpened, and Ling Ran is boundless.

He Yuyu snorted coldly, raised the Mo knife, and blocked it, while slashing it with a free hand.

The green shadow raised her scaly left arm, trying to stop it.

He Yuyu smiled slyly, the attack of the elemental master has never had a fixed form.

Star soul is the mainstream.

Blood Hide!

He Yuyu slashed out of thin air, and Qingying immediately withdrew, because before, He Yuyu was also this type of attack.

It was the power that affected the blood, making his blood want to leave his body as if he was inexplicably attracted.

This is a very dangerous state, and if there is a blood riot, the whole person will be affected a lot.

After Qingying retreated for a distance, the restless restlessness of the blood gradually subsided, but at this distance, it was impossible for him to get close to He Yuyu anymore, but if he didn't get close, he could hardly be He Yuyu's opponent.

Really, there are enough cunning ones.

He Yuyu hooked her finger at Qingying and smiled charmingly.

She could only barely withstand the huge force of Qingying just now, if it wasn't for the improvement of her physique, it might just be a collision of **, which would make her coma in an instant.

Star souls can protect the body, but they can't protect the internal organs.

It seems that fighting cattle across the mountains is the truth, right?

As long as Qingying can't get close, she has a way to solve it.

Qingying's eyes flashed, and He Yuyu quickly turned around if she realized something.

The two behemoths crushed down head-on, and the sudden figure made He Yuyu subconsciously choose to fall back to the ground.

Although her subconscious told her that she could deal with these two huge beasts, her actions couldn't keep up with her thoughts.

Sometimes, a slight change can make it all the better to win.

Qingying's eyes flickered, and what he saw was no longer a realistic scene, but a world constructed of lines.

Space!

Qingying stepped out in one step, his body flickering, and appeared precisely beside He Yuyu, and a sword fell.

At the same time, Swift Foam turned around and breathed a breath of extreme cold, freezing everything.

The wind fell from a tiger's claw, and it was about to smash the lotus jade feather.

He Yuyu was unusually calm, she didn't know what the difference between the long sword in Qingying's hand and the turquoise spear was, but she was able to make Qingying change a weapon, obviously this sword was stronger, and she would never be stabbed by the long sword.

Because she was suppressed by the momentum, it was impossible for her to move quickly, raising the Mo knife horizontally, trying to block the blade.

Click!

The Mo knife shattered the moment it touched the Qinglong Divine Sword, and the fragments were scattered.

A fragment fell backwards onto Aokage's left arm, shattering again.

He Yuyu's pupils shrank, what kind of monster is this?

The fragment of that moment, if she was hit, I am afraid that she would also be marked with a mark.

Qingying is not only unscathed, but can also break the fragments, what kind of physique is this......

He Yuyu finally had a hint of jealousy, this was because Qingying had a foundation that threatened her.

Both palms slapped against the sword, and Wei Li caused the blade to shift slightly, passing over her cheeks.

After breathing a sigh of relief, He Yuyu's chest trembled violently a few times, gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spit out a touch of blood, and collided with the extremely cold breath.

Brush it!

After resisting the breath, He Yuyu slapped his backhand and slapped Fengli's tiger claws.

Qingying smiled slightly, and when He Yuyu relaxed slightly, a sword swept away, brushed the ground, and cut off He Yuyu's head.

However, the vitality of the powerhouse of the Penetrating Yuan Realm is indeed tenacious, and the broken head is constantly rolling, wanting to make contact with the body.

At the same time, the remaining body actually reached out to grab Qingying and stand up.

This scene is terrifying, Qingying can't stand it a little, even if he is used to seeing killing, he is frightened by this scene of the big change of people.

He took two steps back, and a flash of purple flame covered the stump.

Yes!

There was a terrible scream from the head, and the body trembled a few times, but it didn't move.

The flames covered it and burned it clean.

Ziyang's fire, annihilated, turned into indigo, burned everything, and did not lose nirvana.

The flames vanished, leaving not even a trace of ash behind the corpse.

Qingying retracted everything, summoned the Qingfeng Divine Lotus, sat cross-legged on it, and began to adjust.

Calm down, the purple of the hair slowly fades and returns to its true color.

It's just that he always feels that He Yuyu is a little weaker than he imagined.

Qingying's victory was too lucky.

He Yuyu also despised Qingying too much, it was difficult for the Wuyuan Realm Elemental Master to challenge the level, but it was not impossible.

He Yuyu's subconscious, in fact, has not yet departed from the concept of the Wuyuan Realm, she thinks that the Wuyuan Realm Elemental Master, should stay in the Wuyuan Realm well, instead of fantasizing about the challenge of leapfrogging, that seems unrealistic.

The repeated contempt made He Yuyu pay the price.

Speaking of which, it's a little sad, a terrifying cultivation, but only Qingying knows about it, and he has no reputation, and in the end he doesn't even have his life.