With a wry smile on his face, Mingxu said:

"This flame, in fact, is a damn evil cultivator who has penetrated into my body, and the second purpose I want to say is to hope that Tianmen can have a way to help me expel the blood and fire in my body."

In the end, Ming Xu was already gritting his teeth.

Since his body was contaminated with blood and fire, he didn't dare to appear in public, for fear of meeting a righteous powerhouse with good eyesight and "doing the right way for heaven".

If you are always frightened, it's just a big deal, you can retreat for a hundred years and slowly expel yourself.

Anyway, distracted monks, the longevity is thousands of years, and they can afford it.

What made Ming Xu most angry was that when expelling the blood fire, it would actually burn its own essence and blood to support its own body, and as long as there was still a trace left, it would be able to grow again.

Although the total amount of essence and blood burned is not large, it is all derived from the origin of the bone marrow, which is extremely precious.

So much so that he was in a state of weakness in the realm of distraction.

It's impossible to even confront the Dragon King head-on, and as the person with the highest cultivation, he can only run the trick.

Otherwise, even if the sword cultivator was strong in combat and the long dragon was extremely talented, and he could compete with the distraction of the ranks, how could he not even have the strength to parry and be defeated so easily?

"Expelling blood and fire? It's a hassle. ”

"But for your sake, for the sake of helping us against the enemy, good!"

Changlong pondered for a while, withdrew the short sword with his backhand, and said with a smile on his face:

"Make a contract, we will suppress the blood and fire for you later, and when the Tang family girl returns to the Heavenly Gate safely, we will help you completely remove the flames in the spiritual power."

"I don't know what Brother Mingxu thinks."

Touching his forehead, he cast a spell to wipe out the surface of the skin and the residual sword qi.

Ming Xu exhaled a long breath, looked at the stars on the clouds, and threw it to Changlong, the most ordinary white jade slip:

"Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other hand is a matter of course, so I naturally have no objection."

"Astrologically, tomorrow at noon will be a good day, just in time to open the way to the source of true fire, and I will hand it over to you. In this jade slip, what is recorded is the detailed information of the second Kenshin Tongming, which will be used as a deposit. ”

Changlong pondered for a moment, smiled slightly, and said:

"Okay."

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Darkness, chaos, nothingness.

Until a giant dragon shadow flashed, and with a flick of its tail, it shattered the dream.

Immersed in such a world, Jing Qing woke up suddenly, reminiscing about the scene in the dream.

"Senior brother, you're awake!"

Fluttershy plops onto the bed, shaking his face.

"Yes, wake up."

Getting up from the bed, Jing Qing patted her head, "My head hurts, Fluttershy, is something going on?" ”

He hadn't slept for more than ten years since he practiced.

"I don't know, it seems like something happened, but I can't remember it either."

Shaking her head, Fluttershy looked at Jing Qing and suddenly said, "Senior brother, have you cultivated again, why do I think you have become more powerful?" ”

"Nope."

Sensing his own cultivation, Jing Qing shook his head.

The cultivation is still in the middle stage of foundation building, but there is something strange in the left eye, and the message of the thunder soul has disappeared for some reason.

"Then, let's have a fight, I haven't sparred with my junior brother for a long time."

Tilting her head, Fluttershy proposes, "It's time to stop, but don't leave your hands behind, I want to see how strong my brother is now." ”

"Okay."

Although it is a little strange why Fluttershy suddenly proposed to fight, Jingqing, who still has a somewhat chaotic head, does not refuse.

After a short rest, Jingqing and Fluttershy make their way to the open space outside the cave.

Jiang Liu, Yu Lin, and some personnel of the Fire Spirit Sect who heard the news all came to the location early.

With a bang, a huge spirit iron knife hums and appears in Fluttershy's hand.

"Look at the sky, it's still some time before noon, today, let's have a fight."

With a flip of her hand, Fluttershy uses only her wrist strength to swing a solid knife at close range, tearing through the clouds and fog and pounced on Jingqing.

"Sword of Pure Sun, open!"

On the Jingqing Sword, a blazing white light bloomed, and the pure yang qi twisted with the trajectory of the sword, diffusing and spreading. On the tip of the sword, a small white dot also appeared inward, like a white flame.

The sword shadow fan stopped the sword qi, and with a shake of the white spot, the essence of the sword was cut from the root.

"Wait!"

At the moment when the sword light was dissolved, Jing Qing's heart was not happy, but full of surprise.

Although the sword light disappeared, the artistic conception contained in it was not removed by the pure yang artistic conception, but rushed into Jingqing's sea of knowledge firmly, if it wasn't for the transformation that happened not long ago, I was afraid that this time would have caused him a lot of damage.

"At least it's a small level of artistic conception, and the grade is very high."

With a flick of his hand, accompanied by movements, he forced out the artistic conception of the invasion of the sea, Jing Qing looked at Fluttershy very seriously and said, "It's the artistic conception of the dragon attribute, it's very strong, it's very powerful." ”

"Nonsense, my fire dragon artistic conception, of course, is very strong, I only made three points of strength just now, next, junior brother should be careful."

Fluttershy snorted triumphantly, but the knife in her hand was more and more ruthless, and each knife slashed at the vital parts.

The huge spirit knife was very heavy, at least eight thousand catties, but this weight, instead of hindering her fighting, complemented each other and gave better play to her innate divine power.

"Boom!"

Another knife from the Mighty Tyrant, Jing Qing took a half step back, avoiding the sharpness of the knife, but he didn't want Fluttershy to give him time to fight back.

As soon as the giant spirit knife deviated, he heard the "Zheng Hum" sword qi roaring, and a stronger fire dragon intent crushed over.

Since ancient times, the knife is the hegemon of the soldiers, in ancient times there were people who said, the knife and the knife, the brave who meet on the narrow road wins, the heaviest is the invincible spirit of the world.

Dragon, the supreme beast of all beasts in the world, the length of the scale insect, is the perfect creature that is domineering and loved by heaven and earth.

The flames are tyrannical, domineering and pressing, and the fire dragon is one of the best. However, Fluttershy's physical strength and blade tyranny are far ten times greater than Jingqing's, and she has the beast text with her.

At this moment, the combat power is fully open, and Jing Qing, who was suppressed, has no power to fight back, and he can't even spread his sword momentum, so he can only use one sword at a time, constantly sweeping away the sword, and accumulating advantages for the next counterattack.

"Sword!"

Fluttershy drinks softly, her footsteps flickering, and she splits out fourteen in a row, and the sword light is like a silver moon hanging upside down, seemingly light, but in fact it is as heavy as a mountain, hiding a huge force of more than 100,000 catties.

The corners of his mouth twitched, Jing Qing didn't dare to take it hard, he took out his sword while retreating, and used his dexterity to provoke the sword light to block it.

One force will drop ten, although Jing Qing uses four or two thousand pounds, but how can a heavy knife like Fluttershy be able to take it easily?

Almost every time he picked up a sword light, his figure would drop ten feet, and after fourteen swords, he had already fallen a distance of one hundred and forty feet.