The beard of the fire dragon, with eight blades of light and fire, swarmed towards the light song, killing decisively. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The night blue sky under the ring seemed to be red-eyed, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out, silently thinking in his heart, admitting defeat, and admitting defeat if he couldn't get through.

He is not afraid that Qingge admitting defeat will become a joke of the whole city again, he only cares if she is alive or not.

During the Great War of the Four Dynasties, as long as someone admits defeat, the opponent must not attack, and the golden light mask will also be opened.

The night blue sky is praying, hoping to admit defeat in the light song.

But he knew that she wouldn't, even if she died.

The world thinks that the girl in the sea of fire is dying and struggling, her hands are scorched and wasted, how can she pick up her weapons and fight again? What's more, the opponent is still a powerful Five Elements Spirit Weapon, how can a cultivator with an innate sevenfold carry the past?

Not only Ye Qingtian, but many people are also waiting for her to admit defeat, but the difference is that Ye Qingtian wants her to live, while others are ridiculing her, waiting to see her laugh.

Therefore, she cannot afford to lose.

Qingge narrowed her eyes with a cold color, a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of her mouth, the cold murderous aura continued to strangle in the vast sea of fire behind her, and under the stunned gaze, she stretched out her left hand, and the aura gathered in her palm, agitating, and the Mingwang knife that was standing in the intense fire was suspended and rushed into Qingge's hand.

The Mingwang knife held in his left hand, in the demonic fire, the smile on the girl's face became more and more intense, and the aura of death spread wildly under the dark night like a demonic barrier.

She raised her eyes and looked at the eight light fire blades, the blood demon flower between her eyebrows released a scarlet light, lining her fair and pretty face like a showy, bright and moving, with a single slash, the huge sea of fire was actually split in two, and the eight light fire blades disappeared under the sword.

Qingge's heart moved slightly, countless blood demon blades broke through the air, she swam in the rain from the sky, stepped on the blood demon blade, her thin body swayed up, the Ming Wang knife in her left hand made it amazing, it was a few points smoother than her right hand, a knife fell, the black blade hit the fire dragon, a knife appeared, the fire dragon didn't seem to feel pain, and the big mouth spewed out demon red fire.

The fire rushed towards Qingge, Qingge sneered, her face was like frost, with the power of the Blood Demon Blade, her body was fighting in mid-air, when the fire came, her body was backflipping, and the top of her head was downwards for a moment, her legs were bent, and the Mingwang knife in her hand was slashed down from between her legs.

The Mingwang knife broke away from Qingge's hand, and the pitch-black blade was glowing with red or purple arcs of light, which actually split the flames that erupted from the dragon's mouth into air, and when Qingge's heart moved, the Mingwang knife penetrated the belly of the fire dragon, and then turned, and when the lightning and thunder, it fell into Qingge's hand.

The peaks and loops turn, and the willows and flowers are bright.

Light Song stood on the blood demon blade, between his eyebrows was full of confidence and arrogance, proud, a mercenary in the twenty-first century, he must be able to hold a weapon in both his left and right hands, this is the most basic requirement, what he is afraid of is that one day his right hand will be wasted, at least his left hand can still be used, then this person will not be wasted.

There seemed to be a flash of lightning in his mind, and a thought appeared in his heart, the cold light in Qingge's eyes was thick, and the cold pupils were on fire.

Thinking of it, Qingge gathered all the blood demon blades in the sky at his feet, and the red light of the demon was like a blood collapse that exploded on the end of the road, dyeing everyone's eyeballs red, and the blue sky and white clouds were also like blood, shrouded in thick gray, only the taste of blood was the most vibrant.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Qingge, the girl stood in the sky, under the soles of her feet, the red light appeared, in the light and fire, a touch of blood-colored demon flowers slowly bloomed, the girl was dressed in a rouge robe, green silk man dance, standing on the blood lotus, like Kyushu Shura, killing people like demons.

"Is that the Blood Demon Flower?"

Beiling Hai was stunned.

At the beginning of the Xishui River, he took everyone to enjoy the flowers and water, the blood lotus was bloodthirsty, and everyone forced the light song to jump into the river in order to protect themselves, thinking that she was dead, but she didn't expect that she actually devoured the blood lotus.

At that time, Beilinghai and the others did not notice the power of the blood lotus, and it was not until now, seeing the gorgeous demon flower, that Beilinghai woke up, where is the blood lotus on the Xishui River, it is clearly the blood demon flower.

The Blood Demon Flower chooses the master, and it is also the best of the demons, tricky and eccentric, but once the Blood Demon Flower is subdued and fused with the Blood Demon Flower, the Blood Demon Flower will be powerful to a certain level in the future, comparable to a high-level five-star spiritual weapon.

It's just a way of blood demons, which is quite difficult, and there is no life for a hundred times, just because it is extremely evil, and it will be eaten back if it is not careful, leaving only a human skin, and the flesh and bone marrow and soul are all eaten back, and there have been a few strong people who disagree with this and want to tame the blood demon flower, but they know that they have been eaten beyond recognition, and they are even passed down as ghost stories among the people.

"The cultivator and the Blood Demon Flower are fused into one, at first they can release the Blood Demon Blade, and then they can condense the Blood Demon Flower into substance."

Xiao Rufeng said eloquently, and his words were full of surprise, "There are indeed a few Venerables in the four-star history who can give full play to the Blood Demon Flower to the extreme, but among these people, the youngest of them who can condense the Blood Demon Flower into substance, is also thirty years old, or because their own physique and blood are different from ordinary people, Qingge is just right this year, and he can condense the Blood Demon Flower into substance at the age of about sixteen, this talent, only Lan Shengyan of the Refining Guild and Xue Ling'er of the Alchemy Mansion can be compared to it." ”

"That's amazing." Yin Liangsha said in surprise.

Xiao Rufeng nodded, "The Blood Demon Flower is extremely aggressive, bloodthirsty, and ordinary people can only be tamed by a dead end." ”

"Isn't that light song a five-element spiritual weapon that can defeat Xin Wanjun?"

Yin Liangsha's heart finally let go, but after a while, it was mentioned in his throat again.

Xiao Rufeng shook his head and said: "The essence of Qingge's refining of the Blood Demon Flower is very short, and she does not specialize in the Blood Demon, the Blood Demon is just an auxiliary to her, and she can't use this to turn defeat into victory, but Xin Wanjun is extremely skilled when controlling the Burning Sky Whip, and she can also summon the Five Elements Divine Beast, and the summoned Five Elements Divine Beast is a dragon clan, and Qingge is still very dangerous." ”

Yin Liangsha's whole face wrinkled, very distressed.

Night Traceless, Mo Xie and the others, looking at the battle in full swing on the ring with waveless eyes.

Qingge stepped on the Blood Demon Flower, holding the Mingwang Sword in her hand, and the floating clouds drifted in the sky, but seeing her heart moved, the Blood Demon Flower carried her through the sea of fire, and the fire dragon roared behind her, spewing out flames, Qingge turned around to face the flame dragon, and the aura in the dantian poured out, and a hurricane blew on the ring, extinguishing all these flames.

At the corner of the ring, Xin Wanjun held the Burning Sky Whip in his hand, and in front of him was a monstrous fire.

"Jumping clown." Xin Wanjun said disdainfully.

She took a few steps back, stood on the edge of the ring, and threw the whip in her hand into the air, and a bang exploded like thunder, and then everyone saw that a cluster of flames burst out from her wrist, and the flames went all the way down to the end of the whip.

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