Zi Ling seemed to be inspired by the endless fighting spirit, and rushed up again, a little desperate.

For him, Qingying must die, if he is discovered by those people, it will be a more terrible thing than the Zhulian Nine Clans.

But after the scale of Qingying's left arm changed, his combat power increased more than doubled, and Zi Ling couldn't do it anymore if he wanted to overwhelm people with force, but the balance of victory began to slowly tilt towards Qingying.

Zi Ling's face was gloomy, and he swung his sword forward, and a cold glint flashed in Qingying's eyes, and he directly grabbed the sword edge.

The scales opened and closed, and the sword scales grinded, making a tooth-aching sound.

Zi Ling jerked suddenly, but found that the Huoxun Sword did not move at all, and the fire on it did not seem to have any effect on the scales.

The blue shadow wind was light, and the scales completely isolated him from the fire, and it would not cause him any harm at all.

Zi Ling's eyes darkened, and the conjecture in his heart deepened again, he directly let go of the Huoxun Sword, and his body retreated.

Qingying broke this third-class refining weapon coveted by countless people into two, and at the same time quickly chased after Purple Spirit.

Although he didn't know why Zi Ling wanted to throw away the Huoxun Sword, if he dared to directly give up a third-grade refining weapon, it meant that he must have other means.

A sense of crisis rose in his heart, and it was this strong sense of crisis that made him dare not relax even if he broke a third-grade refining weapon.

In the distance, Zi Ling retreated, his hands kept sealing, and at the same time he muttered on the ground, looking in a trance.

"Top Dragon...... The terrifying sense of crisis, after so many years of caution, still kicked the iron plate...... If you can't get it, then destroy it......"

As time passed, that sense of crisis began to gradually rise to the surface, and Qingying knew that it couldn't be delayed any longer, and the scaly state was not unlimited.

Dragon Slash!

Qingying locked on the purple spirit, and the Qinglong Divine Sword fell.

A sword, out of the water.

Zi Ling's body shook, and he felt that something in his body had been stripped away. Water Elemental Stripping!

The expression on Zi Ling's face finally changed somewhat, it was obviously just a sword light passing by, and it was so contrary to common sense.

He had also seen the attack method of stripping the element, but he had never been able to completely strip the elemental meta-technique.

However, the elemental element is not his main element after all, and even if the water element is stripped away, the impact on him is not very great.

Qingying replaced the Azure Dragon Sword with the scaled left arm, and used the Dragon Slash again.

Burst!

Qingying spurted out a mouthful of blood, and sure enough, the second form of the Qinglong Divine Sword, his body couldn't bear it, it was the backlash of the rules.

"Broken!"

Qingying struggled to resist the endless oppression around her, and the bruises on her face erupted.

Suddenly, as if something had been pierced, a sword light flew towards Zi Ling.

Qingying also seemed to have lost support, shaking and about to fall, the scales of his left arm faded like a tide, and he knew that his greatest reliance was gone.

Raising his head and staring closely at the purple spirit in the distance, his eyes were wide to the extreme, although this style would cause great damage to the purple spirit, but the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

It seems that this formula has no effect on Zi Ling's next outburst.

The fire element was indeed stripped away, although the effect was reduced because the green shadow did not completely resist the backlash of the rules.

Judging from the appearance of Zi Ling, it doesn't look like it's pretending.

He was bleeding from all his orifices, his face was pale, and he was stripped of the most important element, which was equivalent to losing half of his life, and this damage was far greater than the backlash suffered by Qingying.

But Zi Ling was laughing, his face was full of blood, and his pale smile was chilling.

"Hey, hey, do you think you've won, it's me who stands in the end...... No way...... No, kill a Protoss, and I will die without regret. Stripping the element, I didn't expect it, I can strip it twice, and even strip the fire element that I rely on for survival, it's really strong enough, not enough, even if it's so, you will definitely lose. Great array, up!"

One of the stars of the green shadow gradually sank, and his face was ugly.

He didn't expect this, Zi Ling turned out to be a formation mage.

It wasn't long ago that he had felt what a formation was.

Just the formation arranged by the two Yaoshui Realm powerhouses, what level will the formation arranged by the powerhouse who competes with the Beast Emperor and is a powerhouse of the Ripping Earth Realm cultivate......

Everything has been sorted out, I'm afraid that at the beginning, Zi Ling was planning to win with the formation, and he didn't think about colliding with him head-on, and the gains outweighed the losses.

But he didn't expect that Qingying's melee ability was so terrifying, and although his experience was still very immature, if Zi Ling gave a pertinent evaluation, Qingying's actual combat ability was already very good.

In the end, he had to complete the formation ahead of schedule, and those two elemental strippings actually had some impact on his formation arrangement.

His mind was already a little confused, and he was talking nonsense before.

Qingying also knew that his two dragon slashes, for now, were difficult to replicate, and he didn't want to bear the feeling of being crushed by the rules.

"Protoss...... Hey, hey, hey, I guess you're also an outcast. Even if you are an abandoned son and die under my formation, you are proud enough, the old man's formation, I don't know how many elemental masters of the Ripping Earth Realm have been killed, and even the elemental masters of the Phantom Wind Realm have also died in it, you use the cultivation of the Infiltrating Yuan Realm to force me to use this formation, you are qualified enough. ”

Zi Ling laughed a few times, the seal in his hand did not stop, the words fell, Zi Ling pressed his hands, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, making him frown.

Elemental stripping still had an effect on him, and he thought it didn't have much of an impact, but now it doesn't seem to be the case.

"It should be enough...... Zi Ling muttered to herself, as if comforting herself.

Empty, empty!

Qingying looked up with difficulty, and a huge shadow covered him, and in his current state, he couldn't dodge it at all, and could only watch as he was enveloped.

Zi Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and his dry palm was a little bit again.

"Soul Destroying Array, Kai!"

Rumble!

Endless detachment fires emerged from the sky, and these were the detachment fires he had arranged before, so he said that after the elements were stripped away, the impact was not as great as Qingying imagined.

Away from the fire pouring into the large array, from a distance, the red large array seemed to be like a big ding, slowly rotating, and the small figure in it was wrapped in endless flames.

As long as he is an elementalist who knows a little bit about formation, he will not think that Qingying can survive.

Formation...... is also part of the rules, and if you fight against the rules, you will almost lose, not to mention that Qingying's state has been extremely bad.

The fire scorched, and Zi Ling also breathed a sigh of relief, and then, no matter how long it was, he could afford to wait.

This large array will refine all the breath of all living people in the array before it stops, and the time it will take varies.

Therefore, he only needs to wait quietly, and when the formation dissipates in the end, there should only be one artifact left......