Zhao Hanqing knew the preciousness of this attack opportunity, and after the telekinesis recovered the perception of the spiritual power black hole, Zhao Hanqing's angry shout directly detonated the spiritual power black hole.

"Exploding !!"

Zhao Hanqing's position on the ground was more than fifty meters away from the Qingfeng Holy Lord, so from his point of view, the spiritual power black hole was just a black spot like a black sand grain, so the moment the spiritual power black hole and his telekinesis regained contact, he did not hesitate to detonate the spiritual power black hole.

The spiritual power black hole exploded, but everything around it seemed to be in a static state of stagnation, and even the reaction of the Qingfeng Holy Lord in the first place became a little sluggish.

Under Zhao Hanqing's gaze, the black dots in the air spread rapidly like black fireworks, and the range of the wave was a range of ten meters around the spiritual power black hole, the black spiritual power was like smoke and dust, like flames, and the left wing of the Qingfeng Holy Lord was directly covered by black spiritual power.

The Qingfeng Holy Lord let out an angry roar, but before it could use the power of space to fly away, the black spiritual power that exploded and spread contracted into a point in an instant, producing a huge devouring attraction force and even forming a powerful wind pressure.

The left wing of the Qingfeng Holy Lord instantly contracted with the black spiritual power above and then disappeared......

"Damn black dragon, you count me!"

The Qingfeng Holy Lord roared angrily, and the huge spirit body suddenly exploded into countless cyan spiritual power particles, and when it reappeared, it had reached the air two hundred meters high from the spiritual power black hole, and the cyan spiritual power particles quickly condensed into the appearance of the blue-haired demonic man, but he didn't have his left arm, and after the cyan spiritual light flickered, the Qingfeng Holy Lord used his spiritual power to re-condense his arm, and the strange and handsome face became distorted and hideous.

"At most, this Holy Lord will only lose a game of clone soul and be damaged, and your price will be completely destroyed! Suffer death! Black Dragon! ”

A strong fluctuation of spiritual power suddenly erupted on the spirit body of the Qingfeng Holy Lord, and the cyan flame mark in the center of his eyebrows burned rapidly, and it really turned into a small ball of cyan flame, and then a pair of cyan flame wings appeared behind the Qingfeng Holy Lord, and the violent and scorching flame spiritual power in his left and right palms condensed into two cyan flame swords.

Seeing this appearance, Zhao Hanqing's heart was shocked, obviously this Qingfeng Holy Lord was planning to fight hard, it was the first time he had seen that the evil spirit would condense spirit soldiers!

"You did a good job, the attack just now at least devoured Qingfeng Sancheng's spiritual power, it is going to fight hard now, leave it to me next, relax your mind!" The dragon spirit said.

Zhao Hanqing knew in his heart that the next battle was no longer something he could participate in, he could only observe the battle at the Holy Lord level as a bystander, and gain more understanding from it, but at the moment when Zhao Hanqing relaxed his mind, he felt that he had lost control of his body, except for the basic hearing and vision, he couldn't even use his mental power.

"Qingfeng, your ambition is still as big as ever, coveting my devouring origin, then you must be ready to be devoured!"

Zhao Hanqing's mouth moved involuntarily, but he was surprised to find that the voice he made was the ethereal and beautiful voice of Long Ling.

After the dragon spirit let out a low shout, the Soul Slaying Dragon Knife in Zhao Hanqing's hand turned into black spiritual power particles, and then these spiritual power particles re-condensed together, and a two-meter-long black spear appeared in Zhao Hanqing's hand.

The shape of this black spear is very ordinary, but it has a dense and neatly arranged texture on the body and head of the spear, and it looks like a patchwork of triangular scales.

After the black spear was condensed, the dragon phantom behind Zhao Hanqing, which was purely condensed by black spiritual power, also changed, condensing into a pair of black spiritual power wings, because he lost control of his body at this time, so Zhao Hanqing didn't know that he had condensed a pair of black spiritual power wings on his back, but he witnessed his soul-destroying dragon slaying knife turn into a two-meter-long black spear.

Recalling Long Ling's slender body and elf-like delicate face, using a spear as a weapon made Zhao Hanqing always feel that kind of picture was out of place.

After the dragon spirit took control of Zhao Hanqing's body, two spiritual power vortices like black holes appeared in Zhao Hanqing's eyes, but the dragon spirit had just completely controlled Zhao Hanqing's body, and the Qingfeng Holy Lord held two flame long swords, and several swords were waved in mid-air, and the cyan flame sword qi attacked the dragon spirit on the ground with a scorching temperature.

The dragon spirit snorted lightly, and when he saw that the cyan flame sword qi was getting closer and closer to it, his body suddenly disappeared from the place, like a black lightning, and in an instant, it reached mid-air, and the dragon spirit stabbed out a spear with one hand at the Qingfeng Holy Lord who was ten meters away, and a black pillar of light shot directly at the Qingfeng Holy Lord like a laser.

"Hehehe,,,,, black dragon, you're finally out! In that case, let us die! ”

The Qingfeng Holy Lord let out a low shout, and the two swords crossed and slashed out a criss-cross flame sword qi, and then his body twisted extremely quickly, holding a long cyan line of fire and flying towards the dragon spirit in the air.

Just when the flame sword in the hand of the Qingfeng Holy Lord was about to collide with the black spear of the dragon spirit, the figure of the Qingfeng Holy Lord suddenly disappeared, and then a wave of spatial fluctuations appeared above the head of the dragon spirit, and the dragon spirit stabbed the spear in his hand directly towards the void above his head without raising his head, just stabbing the Qingfeng Holy Lord who suddenly appeared with his spatial ability.

After the Qingfeng Holy Lord launched a continuous attack after a fruitless blow, using the power of space, his body seemed to completely surround the dragon spirit from all directions, in the face of such a strange and unpredictable attack, the dragon spirit could resolve the attack of the Qingfeng Holy Lord at the most critical time every time.

"Qingfeng! Tens of thousands of years have passed, your fighting style is still like a jumping clown, and the spatial ability is obviously an extremely rare natural ability, but in your hands it is not as powerful as some cheap talents, even if you get my devouring power, you are still a jumping clown! Long Ling sneered.

Hearing the ridicule of the dragon spirit, Qingfeng's expression was hideous and terrifying, and the words of the dragon spirit directly stabbed its sore spot, the spatial talent was originally not weak in the ability to devour the talent, but although Qingfeng got this huge treasure house, he was never able to comprehend the key to open the treasure house, and tens of thousands of years have passed so far, his spatial talent is still at the most rudimentary stage, which has always been a sore spot that Qingfeng is unwilling to touch, and now it is indeed directly stabbed by the dragon spirit.

"Hehehe..... Long Ling, how long can you last in this state? Do you think my spiritual power was exhausted first, or was your soul unable to support it first? You can't win me with your current state, your Devouring Origin belongs to me!

Huhhehe..... Now for you to take a look at my newly acquired abilities! ”

Accompanied by the smug laughter of the Qingfeng Holy Lord, seventeen cyan flames were separated from its spirit body, and these cyan flames floated in the air and changed rapidly, each cyan flame turned into the appearance of the Qingfeng Holy Master.

Eighteen Qingfeng Holy Lords, who were generally the same, even had the same fluctuations in breath and spiritual power, surrounded the dragon spirit in the middle.

"How? Surprise? Hehehe...... Even some weak king-level evil spirits have a lot of good abilities! The eighteen Qingfeng Holy Lords said in unison.

After the dragon spirit saw the eighteen ordinary Qingfeng Holy Lords, he snorted lightly, and with a wave of his left hand, nine baseball-sized spiritual power black holes condensed behind him, and these nine spiritual power black holes were arranged in a circular shape behind the dragon spirit.

"Qingfeng, aren't you not strong enough to make up the numbers? It's pathetic and ridiculous! ”

As the dragon spirit spoke, there were nine spiritual power black holes floating behind him, three of which were condensed into the spear head of the black spear in the dragon spirit's hand, and the three spiritual power black holes slowly rotated around the spear head, producing a powerful devouring force.

At the same time, the eighteen Qingfeng Holy Lords launched an attack together, sealing the dragon spirit's path of action from all angles.

Compared with Long Ling's calmness, Zhao Hanqing, as an audience, was horrified in his heart, in his opinion, one Qingfeng Holy Lord was already difficult enough, but now there were a full eighteen Qingfeng Holy Masters! Moreover, every Qingfeng Holy Lord, whether it is the fluctuation of the spiritual power emitted or the speed at which it is displayed, is exactly the same, and there is no flaw in it at all!

Just when Zhao Hanqing was thinking about how he should fight back if he faced such an enemy, Long Ling had already started a fierce battle with the eighteen Qingfeng Holy Lords with a black spear in his hand!