Chapter 1653 The one who killed my brother dies

Under this energy, Ye Qingyun's cultivation has improved again, reaching the Nine Folds of the Human Emperor Realm.

In just one stick of incense, Ye Qingyun's cultivation has been improved from the fifth level of the Human Emperor Realm to the ninth level, which is a full four levels.

It's incredible.

However, the bloodline he absorbed was the bloodline of the Purple Striped Demon Dragon, not an ordinary dragon bloodline, and it was completely reasonable to be able to raise the fourfold level.

Ye Qingyun walked out of the waterhole and found that the purple-veined demon dragon had disappeared, he knelt on the ground on his knees and bowed respectfully to the front.

He knew that the purple-veined demon dragon had transmitted the last of its power to him.

If it weren't for this energy, Ye Qingyun was afraid that it would be difficult to break through to the Nine Folds of the Human Emperor Realm.

After Ye Qingyun finished this step, he left this place.

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In the valley, two emaciated figures were constantly fighting, and terrifying spiritual power fluctuations were stirring around.

The swordsman has a deep comprehension in the way of the sword, and the artistic conception of the way of the sword has reached the level of Yirong, he holds a golden long sword and stabs it with a sword.

Under this sword aura, Feng Fan took a few steps back, raised his head, looked at the swordsman, and said, "You are worthy of being known as the three top sword dao youths in the Wind Demon Emperor Domain!

"It's just, it's a pity that you gave that Demon Dragon Pill to that kid to take! Now you are not my opponent at all!"

After saying this, a demonic aura quickly permeated his body, and a dragon chant continued to come out of his mouth, earth-shattering and quite terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, his body skyrocketed, and he turned into a kilometer-long demon dragon.

The huge lantern-like eyes stared at the young man with a golden mask holding a golden sword below.

His mocking voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"How are you fighting me?"

The endless dragon majesty swept towards the downwards, as if the ninety-nine-eighty-one mountain ranges were pressing towards the swordsman!

It's just that the mountain range doesn't seem to be a person, it's a sword qi.

Endless sword qi erupted from the swordsman's body and soared into the sky, actually wanting to use sword qi to smash these ninety-nine eighty-one mountain ranges.

The swordsman's comprehension in the way of the sword is indeed terrifying.

Every sword is used to the extreme.

The Light Sword Intent and the Wind Sword Intent erupted like a flood in the next moment.

The two were fighting rapidly.

Mo Yun, Hitomi Fei, and Hitomi Ren are also at war with the enemy.

The sound of fighting resounded throughout the sky.

In the void, a breath of turbid gas erupted from the mouth of the kilometer-long demon dragon, and the gas turned into a sharp sword and burst away, attacking the swordsman.

At the same time, the demon dragon flicked its tail fiercely, shattering countless mountain ranges into pieces, and then landed fiercely on the swordsman.

The swordsman patronized to resist the turbidity, and he didn't notice the dragon's tail at all, and received the blow stubbornly.

The whole person flew upside down.

"Swordsman, I said that you are not my opponent!

The kilometer-long demon dragon spat out people's words, with crazy killing intent in his words.

Immediately, the dragon's tail came again, and it flung at the swordsman like a whip.

If he is hit, the swordsman will be crippled if he does not die!

A light of despair appeared in the swordsman's eyes.

He slowly closed his eyes, at this moment he was covered in blood, and he was surrounded by that turbid air, and he didn't care about it at all.

Just when the swordsman thought that he was going to die, suddenly, the purple waves above the altar in front of him slammed in and landed in front of the swordsman, like a barrier, blocking the attack of the thousand-meter-long demon dragon.

Rumble!

That energy fell into the purple waves and disappeared, like a stone sinking into the sea.

In the purple waves, a figure walked slowly.

There was not the slightest energy fluctuation on this figure, but it made people feel a chill when they saw it.

Especially the pair of purple demonic eyes, those eyes seemed to contain some kind of violent energy, and there seemed to be countless demon dragons swimming in them.

In the void, the thousand-meter-long purple demon dragon instinctively trembled after seeing this figure.

The purple scales shimmered purple in the sunlight.

For some reason, the person in front of him gave him the feeling of seeing death.

"Your cultivation!"

After Fengchen felt the aura emanating from the emaciated figure below, his complexion couldn't help but change greatly.

He knew that when he first came in, this person's cultivation was only in the ninth level of the Qi Sect Realm, but now he had reached the ninth level of the Human Emperor Realm!

In less than a week, the latter's cultivation had been continuously improved by ten levels, which was unimaginable and incredible.

"How is that possible? How is this possible?"

A sound of surprise came from his mouth, shock, incredulity, completely written on the huge dragon's face.

When the swordsman opened his eyes, he found an emaciated figure standing in front of him.

"Light clouds!"

The swordsman shouted, and he noticed that the aura on the person in front of him had changed, and he had become more powerful than before.

At this moment, Ye Qingyun had long purple demonic hair and a pair of purple eyes, flashing with a cold luster.

His aura was completely constricted, with the breath of a scroll, as if he were an ordinary person, but the purple sharp eyes told you that the person in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Whoever kills my brother, die!"

Ye Qingyun said indifferently, and the next moment, he took a step forward.

The aura of convergence was instantly released at this moment, like a mountain like a sea, and the violent energy shook the sky, making the space freeze.

A force of human emperor realm ninefold cultivation suddenly erupted.

The demonic dragon felt this breath, and looked at the purple waves, and his eyes sank.

He finally knew what the reason was.

"Boy, you took what belongs to me, you should be damned!"

"I will give you a death!"

In the void, the kilometer-long demon dragon roared continuously, venting the endless anger in his heart.

In his opinion, it was Ye Qingyun who snatched what belonged to him, damn it!

Roar!

Earth-shattering dragon groans echoed throughout the void.

The dragon erupted in a ball of flame, which shimmered with a cold sheen, and shot away at lightning speed towards the emaciated figure below.

In the face of this dragon's flames, Ye Qingyun's complexion remained unchanged at all, and some were just calm and calm.

He pushed his right hand slightly forward, and purple waves appeared.

The purple waves were filled with an extremely astonishing fluctuation of spiritual power.

The flame fell into the purple waves, and was instantly submerged and vanished.

"What?"

When Feng Fan saw this scene, his lantern-like eyes were constantly trembling, which was quite incredible.