Wang Suqi said: "Why can't you kill him?" A mere Tianyang martial artist is breaking through the realm again.

If it weren't for the strange heat wave born in him, ordinary people would not be able to resist. At this moment, it is a mole ant who has just entered the Qi Refining Realm, and he can be killed as much as possible. ”

As he spoke, Wang Susu couldn't help but look out of the mask. I saw that Steward Jia had already walked more than ten feet away from the young man at this time.

His pace slowed. Every time he took a step forward, the light blue source qi phantom on his body was shaking endlessly.

Obviously, the closer you got to the boy, the more turbulent the heat wave became.

But after all, Steward Jia is a generation of powerhouses in the Meng Yuan Realm, and if this kind of cultivation is not in the Dayu Imperial Capital, he is already a grandmaster who can open the door and establish a sect.

He tried his best to reveal his realm, and even though the heat wave was rolling in front of him, he was still firmly blocked by the power of the extremely strong water source. And forcibly broke a way out.

Wang Susu looked at it and said with a smile: "I have already explored before, and there are no other martial artists in this valley except for us.

This young man has no helper, and secondly, he is at the critical juncture of condensing the fire of the white sun. Even if his cultivation aura looked a little weird, after all, he was only a little martial artist who still owed half a foot to the Tianyang Four Heavens, so how could he let Steward Jia not be able to kill him? ”

When she said this, she saw that the steward of Najia was in full swing, and click, click, click, and click, and she had come to the bottom of the boulder, and her heart could not help but be more determined.

But in his ears, Xie Miaomiao smiled again and said, "That may not be possible." ”

Wang Susu was furious, and wanted to be sarcastic, but Steward Jia over there had already taken the last step.

There was a boom, and a large source qi phantom appeared behind Steward Jia's body. Among them, the shadow of the skyyang is bright and bright, and the sunlight in the sky shines with each other.

Gradually, the phantom condensed into reality, turning into a huge fireball that was too bright to be seen.

Steward Jia stretched out his hand and made a slight move, and the fireball spun around, and slowly flew towards the beast-skin boy in front of him.

Steward Jia arched his hand at the same time and said: "Little brother, we meet in the open valley, and it is also fate. When I saw that your white sun fire was very blocked, I would help you with my own fire. I have to forgive me. ”

Although he was reprimanded by others, he had nothing to disobey, but his words and deeds did not lose the grandmaster's anger after all.

Therefore, not only did this statement be very contradictory, but even the fireball flew slowly and did not burst into a surprise attack.

Wang Susu frowned slightly, but he knew very well that characters like Steward Jia were not real servants and the like who could bend arbitrarily.

Despite his self-respecting status, he acted a bit of a slouch. But that Flame Sun Fireball was the source of fire that condensed his lifelong cultivation, and it was not false at all.

The beast-skinned boy on the boulder was at this critical juncture of impacting the realm, unable to speak, and unable to move.

Even if he was in a good position, in the face of this fireball blow of the Heavenly Yang Great Perfection, he would be instantly turned into ashes.

Just when Wang Susu thought that the big event had been decided, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, an incredible scene happened.

I saw that the beast-skinned boy's originally closed eyes opened suddenly, and he stretched out a finger and gently moved forward. With a smile in his mouth:

"Do you have to do it? Well said, well said. Your Excellency's help came at the right time. ”

With a bang, the big fireball was pointed at by the young man. It was as if he was deflated, and he almost dried up.

Steward Jia's body shook violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. However, the young man seemed to be in high spirits, and the source qi phantom behind him skyrocketed more than a few feet.

Among them, the Tianyang Phantom was still half white and half purple before, and they did not give in. At this time, the white light expanded in an instant.

Boom, boom, boom.

After three consecutive tremors, the entire Tianyang phantom finally turned purple to white, and resonated with the ** sun above the sky.

"Tianyang Quadruple Heaven? The fire of the white sun? Actually...... I really let you refine it! What the hell did you shit, you kid!

Bah! Bah! Bah! Obviously it can't be successful. If you don't know if you have to fall into the realm, why did you suddenly come out of such a stupid person to help you break through the realm? I'm, I'm really. ”

In the sea of souls, the wraiths screamed, and this beast-skinned boy was naturally Qingji.

He forcibly condensed the fire of the white sun in the valley before it was completed, and it was difficult to ride a tiger, and he struggled to support it.

Later, the source force aura in his body almost collapsed several times. But it was also at the most dangerous time. Qingji suddenly felt that the depths of the blood in his body had inexplicably burst out of a strange firepower that he had never known before.

This firepower was extremely weak, and it was absolutely impossible to compete with the purple flame and the white flame that were fighting for life and death.

But its implicit nature seems to be incomparably powerful. That kind of far-reaching and profound aura even seems to be much worse than the Golden Crow Holy Flame.

As soon as this firepower appeared, the white sun flame, which Qingji had already run out of oil, was shocked, and once again fought with the purple flame.

With this help, Qingji was certainly pleasantly surprised. But after all, this firepower was too weak, and after a long time, it was still gradually defeated by the power of the purple flame.

Just as Qingji felt the mysterious firepower that suddenly appeared, he was gradually about to return to the depths of his own bloodline. Outside the valley, the sound of the two convoys galloping from far and near was clearly heard in the ears.

If it is another martial artist, at this most critical moment of breakthrough. I have long been concentrating on the same, my mouth cannot speak, my ears cannot hear, my body cannot move, and I have no time to care about anything else.

But Qingji bears the supreme inheritance of the "Divine Illumination Sutra", the golden light of the sea of souls shines, and the divine light is Huohuo. With the breadth of its soul and the strength of its soul. Distractions are a breeze.

In addition, the Silent Heart Puppet sitting in Qingji's body released a cool force all the time. So that he is always as clear as water, able to observe all things, without being disturbed by their chaos.

These two opportunities combined made Qingji still have leisure and deafness when he broke through the realm. The hands and feet can move, and the mouth can speak. You can even run some of your cultivation to protect yourself.

It was the sound of the two convoys approaching and the subsequent fight between Wang Xie and the second daughter, until finally Wang Susu ordered Steward Jia to come and kill him. Qingji knows it all clearly.

For the woman surnamed Xie Fang Jin into the valley, she immediately determined that she was a member of the Qing clan through what 'Yanhuang True Fire, Yanhuang Bloodline,' which made Qing Ji even more shocked.

As a result, he was able to deduce that the faint firepower that had just emerged from the depths of the blood veins in his body should be the Yanhuang True Fire that the other party said.

In this way, the bloodline body that he got from the Qing family's young man is the so-called Yanhuang bloodline without asking.

It's just that as soon as the word Yan Huang entered his ears, how could he not let Qingji's heart swell with monstrous waves.

(End of chapter)