Seven days after the aura of heaven and earth poured like sea water, surging towards the City Lord's Mansion, the dark clouds rolling in the sky finally gathered more and more, gloomy and gloomy as if they were about to collapse at any time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the first thunder roared, and the heavens and the earth shook at the same time, a brilliant blue lightning flashed in the dark clouds in the sky, like a huge dragon claw, tearing at the sky that could not tell whether it was day or night, and the torrential rain poured down without warning, like a scoop, ruthlessly rushing to the land within a radius of thousands of miles from Lingyun City.

Not far away, many monks who had come from afar to watch the Nine Rank Divine Pill looked up at this incredible celestial phenomenon with a dumbfounded gaze, not understanding why Lingyun City, which had always had four distinct seasons, suddenly pouring rain, let alone what was going on with this scene that seemed to be about to collapse.

And in the City Lord's Mansion, Qing Miao and all the Cangyun Sect disciples stood outside the small courtyard, letting the torrential rain wash away, everyone looked solemn, holding law enforcement weapons, and looking like they were ready to fight.

Especially standing in front of everyone, Qing Miao's expression was even more solemn, and his face was like frost. The cold light on a cold sword like clear water in his hand flashed, and the murderous aura was compelling.

Although Yuan Fengqing had successfully broken through to the early stage of merging, he still couldn't forget the scene of being attacked by someone in the Demon Dao three days ago, the cold-faced demon cultivator Leng Xia in black clothes fell from the sky, without hiding his trace at all, as if he regarded more than 100 Cangyun disciples as if they were nothing.

Qing Miao, who was really caught off guard, and the twenty disciples guarding outside the courtyard were stunned for a while and then rushed up, but they saw Leng Xia's eyes flashing red, and a slender black ** knife in his hand was full of anger, and it fell straight from the sky, with a killing intent like a cold winter wind, which shook everyone upside down and flew out, accompanied by one after another miserable screams, and several disciples who were weaker in cultivation also made a clicking sound of bone cracking, which sounded very tragic.

Although Qing Miao had successfully broken through to the late stage of the Yudan at the end of last year, compared to Leng Xia, who had been distracted for more than a while, he was still vulnerable, and the moment he fell to the ground, he felt a wave of demonic qi directly invade his body, and his whole body was covered with cold frost, shivering with cold.

But when he saw Leng Xia's contemptuous gaze sweeping over them, completely ignoring them as nothing, Qingmiao's heart, which had always been calm, was burned by fire, and he jumped up, ignoring the few locks of black ** qi that were entangled in his body and mind, raised the sword in his hand with a sharp reprimand, and recited a few strange spells to the sky.

As his sword was sacrificed, the blue light in the sky shone brightly, dazzling.

The rainstorm falling from the sky seemed to be inspired by some kind of inspiration, and suddenly changed direction towards the sword in Qing Miao's hand, and thousands of raindrops turned into a huge water dragon in an instant, with a whin, the dragon's groan shook the sky, and Leng Xia turned his head in shock, and after the huge water dragon appeared in his pupils, his expression was difficult to hide his surprise.

What surprised him even more was that the blue water dragon was still absorbing the water element between heaven and earth, and gradually became solid and solid in front of his eyes, and the color slowly changed from transparent to water blue to dark blue, as if it had turned into a real dragon.

And the real dragon didn't attack it, but roared sharply, and suddenly rushed towards the Qing Miao below.

Leng Xia didn't react for a while, and watched the huge water dragon rush into Qing Miao's body, after the blue light on his body was sheng, the breath on his body rubbed like pulling seedlings to grow, and suddenly rose straight from the early stage of the dan to the early stage, the middle stage of the dan formation, the late stage of the dan formation, the early stage of distraction, the middle stage of distraction, the late stage of distraction, the early stage of the Yuan Infant, the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and the late stage of the Yuan Infant, until it grew to the early stage of the distraction.

In the next second, the blue waves rippled in Qing Miao's eyes, his body suddenly jumped, and the sword in his hand bloomed with a dazzling blue light, and he slashed towards Leng Xia fiercely.

It was only at this time that Leng Xia recovered from the shock and hurriedly raised the magic knife in his hand to block it.

The sword and the magic knife collided solidly, making a piercing sound.

At the same time, the earth shook violently, and the cold summer figure suddenly sank, and the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and fine cracks like cobwebs appeared.

Leng Xia raised his head with difficulty, looking at his figure hanging upside down in the air, his eyes staring coldly at his own Qingmiao, he could hardly believe that this Jiedan monk was able to use secret techniques to improve his cultivation to three major levels in a moment, equal to himself, and he also had the power to truly distract himself from the early stage of cultivation, which was really surprising.

Seeing the surprise and surprise in his eyes, his thin lips sank slightly, and the sword in his hand once again bloomed with a dazzling blue light, firmly encircling the two of them.

Feeling surrounded by a condensed and pure water spirit aura, most of the demonic energy in his body was suppressed, Leng Xia realized that something was wrong, pushed Qing Miao away, and his body flew away towards the blue light.

Unfortunately, the blue light was not as strong as he imagined, or even soft as water, and it bounced him back.

Later, he discovered that these blue lights were the nemesis of the evil demons, and as time passed, the demon elements in his body were suppressed very strongly. If he can't break through again, his strength will be greatly reduced.

If the Qing Miao he faced was still the same Jiedan monk, even if he only had fifty percent of his strength left, he could easily slash him under the sword. But the current opponent has a sudden increase in cultivation for some reason, and he is completely equal to himself, once his strength is only fifty percent left, there is no doubt that he will be completely killed, and there will be no miracle.

Thinking of this, Leng Xia was furious, and suddenly stretched out his right arm to his back, and when he pulled it out little by little as his right hand grasped something, the opposite side heard the sound of bones clicking clearly, and his heart was terrified.

When Leng Xia pulled out a white rib in his hand, and the bones were still stained with red blood, Qing Miao couldn't help frowning, and asked in disbelief, "You...... Are you a combination of a demon and a demon? ”

Leng Xia sneered, "Yes, you still have some knowledge." ”

Although Qing Miao thought it was incredible, she didn't say much.

Although there are many demons and demons, it is rare to see a combination of demons and demons. Because most demons do not have the ability to reproduce descendants, but once they really give birth to offspring, they must be the elite of demons. What's even more surprising is that Leng Xia is actually a descendant of the demon clan and the demon clan, that is to say, he not only has the ability of demons, but also has the ability of demons.

For example, the white bone spur in his hand is actually an ability of the demon, refining a certain part of his body into a life-threatening weapon, which is connected to his bloodline and closely related, and his natural ability is extraordinary, far beyond ordinary magic weapons.

Although Qing Miao used Cangyun Gate's highest spell, Canglong Secret Technique, to successfully cross the three levels to reach the early stage of distraction, he knew very well in his heart that his secret technique would not last for more than half an hour, and when the time limit of the secret technique ended, when his cultivation fell back to its original form, he would also suffer a strong backlash, hurting Nei Yuan.