With a swing of the giant sword in Yuan Qing's hand, he slashed at the neck of the fire dragon Yuan Shen again.

The fire dragon primordial god's right claw was raised, and he headed towards the giant sword.

"When—"

A violent impact sounded, and the Fire Dragon Yuan Shen slid on the ground and hit the shield on the edge of the ring, causing the shield to shake violently, and many formation lines and spirit stones shattered.

The fire dragon's right claw was almost split, and streams of primordial divine power and true dragon qi leaked out of the wound and escaped between heaven and earth.

Ling Fenghua's Fire Dragon Yuan Shen is a special battle spirit that combines the blood of the true dragon and the power of the Yuan Shen through a special method, and the secondary energy is formed into a new structure, thus condensing the special battle Yuan Shen.

However, Ling Fenghua was two realms lower than Yuan Qing after all, and at this time, his Fire Dragon Yuan God had already fallen behind.

"Ling Fenghua, your strength is indeed good, and you are worthy of the status of a candidate disciple of the True Inheritance, but your cultivation is still too low, go back to cultivate for a while!"

The giant sword in Yuan Qing's hand suddenly bloomed with endless green light, as if the surroundings had turned into a sea of green, and then these green lights converged and condensed in the giant sword.

The giant sword, which was originally flickering with cold light, was attached with a layer of green crystals at this time, as if it contained endless vitality.

"A sword shattered!"

The giant sword in Yuan Qing's hand swung down violently towards the Fire Dragon Yuan Shen.

The green crystals on the giant sword instantly turned into a gray color, as if in an instant, from the vibrant spring to the autumn when everything is withering, all vitality disappeared in an instant.

"Molten Gold Divine Light!"

A red-golden light shot out, piercing the giant sword in Yuan Qing's hand and his chest.

"Poof!"

Yuan Qing spit out a mouthful of blood and quickly retreated, while mobilizing the True Yuan and Wood Laws in his body to treat his wounds.

On the side of the ring, Yuan Qing stopped.

Looking at the injury on his chest, Yuan Qing's face became even more solemn.

Under the urging of the True Yuan and the laws of the wood system, flesh buds continued to grow around the wound. But as soon as these flesh buds come out, they are annihilated by the red-golden light attached to the wound.

"Yuan Qing, don't you still admit defeat? The Molten Gold Divine Light is not something you can block at all, and if you continue to persevere, I don't know which part of you will be pierced by the Molten Gold Divine Light next time! ”

Ling Fenghua stood on the other side of the ring, the Fire Dragon Yuan Shen floating above his head, looking at Yuan Qing on the opposite side, with a confident smile on his face.

"I didn't expect you to actually cultivate medium-grade supernatural powers, and you have cultivated to such a hot temperature, no wonder Senior Brother Cui would say that you are very dangerous. But. Yuan Qing looked up at Ling Fenghua, "I also want to try the power of the Divine Ability." ”

"Killer Hand of Death!"

Yuan Qing's right hand slowly raised, and in the process, his right hand became more and more illusory, and the void grabbed towards Ling Fenghua, as if he had grasped something.

Ling Fenghua felt that his body was weak, as if something had been taken away, his face changed suddenly, and he waved his right hand. A red-golden light shot towards Yuan Qing's heart.

The crimson-gold brilliance instantly crossed the distance of the ring and pierced Yuan Qing's heart.

Yuan Qing practiced the wood system exercises, and the true yuan and wood laws in his body both had a very powerful healing effect, although he was pierced through the heart. But they won't die.

"Come out for me!"

Yuan Qing's right hand pulled hard, and a green light cluster appeared on the top of Ling Fenghua's head, half of which was outside, and the other half was still in Ling Fenghua's body.

More than a dozen wrinkles suddenly appeared on Ling Fenghua's face. His hair also turned gray, like a dying old man.

"Yuan Qing, you are looking for death!"

Feel the change in yourself. Ling Fenghua once again released a molten gold divine light and headed straight for Yuan Qing's Purple Mansion.

If the Purple Mansion in the Heart of the Eyebrows is pierced, even if Yuan Qing cultivates the wood system exercises, he will definitely die.

These two people have obviously played a real fire, and at this time they are both means to put the opponent to death, and the two of them use a big killing move at the same time, and the final result is to die together.

At this moment, the referee on the side stood up, stretched out his right hand, blocking Ling Fenghua's molten gold divine light, and at the same time, his left hand volleyed into the void, cutting off the divine power of Yuan Qing's life-snatching hand.

The green light cluster above Ling Fenghua's head reintegrated into his body, and he also regained his original appearance.

Fortunately, the referee of the final was replaced by the inner door elder of the Mahayana period as the referee, if the outer door elder of the previous tribulation period was still the referee, he would not dare to interfere at all, otherwise he might even get in.

Seeing that Ling Fenghua was safe and sound in the end, Ling Hai's hand holding the seat was also easily opened.

"Booming ......"

The armrests of the stone seats turned into stone dust and fell to the ground.

If the referee had been one step late just now, he would have already flown to the ring and killed Yuan Qing on the spot.

Although that would have a very bad impact, nothing was as important as his grandson, especially since his grandson still had the qualifications to impact the Earth Immortal Realm.

"Yuan Qing, you actually want to cut off the hope of my Ling family's rise, today's matter will definitely not stop there!" Ling Hai looked at Yuan Qing's gaze, and a touch of murderous intent flashed.

"Elder Ling was a little overly nervous. Don't worry, Fenghua and Yuan Qing are both geniuses of my Spirit Crane Sect, and I won't let any of them have an accident. ”

Si Baizang glanced at the stone powder on the ground and said to Ling Hai pointedly.

"That's great!" Ling Hai snorted coldly and said.

"This battle was won by Ling Fenghua! Yuan Qing, do you have any opinions? ”

The inner door elder looked at Yuan Qing with an unhappy face and asked in a cold voice.

In the end, this battle almost turned into a life-and-death duel, mainly because Yuan Qing used the magic power of the killer.

"I have no opinion!" Yuan Qingqiang tugged at the corners of his mouth and showed a smile.

His purpose had been achieved, and the power and shortcomings of the killer were already in his mind at this time. He was confident that if he fought with Ling Fenghua again, he would definitely be able to survive to the end.

Hearing Yuan Qing's answer, the Inner Gate Elder's face paleated slightly, and he waved his hand, transferring both of them to the ring.

The second battle was between Shang Huai and Yan Zhong.

Yan Zhong is one of the nine Merge Stage cultivators, he is the number one inner disciple five hundred years ago, although his qualifications are not as good as Ling Fenghua, but he is also amazing for a while, not to be underestimated.

"Your strength is very good, give you a few hundred years. Maybe you'll be able to surpass me. But you're still too far away! ”

Yan Zhong looked at Shang Huai, who was standing opposite, and nodded with some appreciation.

"You don't say this, you don't want me to admit defeat, right?" Shang Huai asked with a smile.

Yan Zhong shook his head: "Then let's start!" ”

After finishing speaking, his body quickly became larger, turning into a hundred zhang body, and he took out the most suitable state for battle.

Shang Huai didn't use any other moves, and the ninety percent true yuan in his body gushed out, condensing into a shining vajra, and moved with his mind. Towards Yan Zhong.

Seeing this vajra, everyone had a feeling in their hearts that even if it was a hundred zhang high mountain, it would be smashed by this vajra at once.

"Beaulieu Fist!"

Yan Zhong threw a punch, and a high-pitched dragon roar sounded, and a thick dragon with a length of ten zhang flew out from his right fist, and slammed into the vajra.

"Boom!"

The ring, which had long been suffering, was completely cracked and turned in half.

As the ring shattered. The shield also disappeared, and the aftermath of the battle surged towards the surrounding auditoriums, and the violent and mixed energy blew many out-of-body monks directly away.

"Humph!"

The momentum on Yang Qing's body was released. The violent energy around him immediately calmed down, and he couldn't set off a single storm or waves.

Ling Fenghua and the others who were sitting in the front row also took action at this time to stabilize the violent energy around them.

The monks watching the battle below. That's when I realized how fierce the battle in the ring was.

Before, through the ring shield, although it looked quite powerful, they couldn't feel it after all. There wasn't much personal experience.

At this time, the shield was broken, and the strength of the aftermath of the battle made them tremble, if it were not for Yang Qing and a few people to block these aftermath of the battle, I was afraid that they would all be injured.

"It's too strong, just the aftermath of the battle can make us injured, if we face them directly, it's definitely a second!"

"Senior Brother Yan Zhong has such strength, I can still accept it, after all, he is a genius monk in the merger period, but Shang Huai is just an out-of-body stage monk, why can he also launch such a powerful attack?"

Just as many monks below were discussing, the aftermath of the battle in the ring also calmed down, revealing the figures of the referee and Shang Huai.

Shang Huai was standing on the edge of the ring at this time, panting, as if he would fall to the ground at any moment, obviously exhausting all his strength.

Yan Zhong was also slightly gasping at this time, Shang Huai's strength was stronger than he expected, and he was also uncomfortable when he took Shang Huai's vajra just now, and he retreated again and again, unloading the huge force into the ring under his feet, so he didn't make a fool of himself.

However, the ring was completely ruined.

"I lost! I don't have any true essence in my body now. Shang Huai raised his hand, gasped twice, and said with a wry smile.

"If your true yuan is enough, I don't dare to say that I can win you steadily!" Yan Zhong said with a chuckle.

"Losing is losing, there's nothing to say."

After finishing speaking, Shang Huai didn't wait for the referee to teleport, and flew directly towards the ring.

Yan Zhong smiled, and also flew out of the ring, flying towards the place where the nine Merge Stage monks were.

Only the inner gate elder referee was left, standing in the broken ring, his face twitching.

"Come on, hurry up and fix the ring for me!"

With the angry shouts of this inner gate elder, a group of monks flew out, released the samadhi true fire in their bodies, and began to scorch the ring, and at the same time, there were formation mages there to re-draw the formation.

After spending half a day repairing the ring, the battle continued.

In the next few battles, they were all a few of Yang Qing's contract servants, although their strength was good, but their background was still shallow after all, and they were defeated after encountering those monks in the merger period.

But none of the monks who were watching the battle dared to underestimate them, the strength they showed now was definitely not weak, and some of the monks of the small sect were only afraid that they were not their opponents. (To be continued......)