Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Mystery of the Purple Spirit Sword
Roar!
The True Flame Troll roared angrily, not giving Qing Yang the slightest time to react, and his huge body rushed towards Qing Yang like a rhinoceros, the speed was jaw-dropping, and at the same time, in the overcharge of its rapid running, meteor-like flames were bombarding wildly in the direction where Qing Yang was. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Seeing this, Qingyang urged the Chiyan Divine Body to the extreme, and the sky-high flames seemed to be richer and more irritable than the flame world in front of him, and all the flames that came from the bombardment fell on Qingyang's body, making a thumping sound.
The flames burst out on Qingyang's body, but it couldn't cause much damage to Qingyang, but was swallowed up by the fire gushing out of Qingyang's body, in front of the Red Flame Divine Body, no matter how powerful the flame attack was, it would be weakened very low, but Rao was like this, Qingyang also felt an amazing vibration coming from all over his body.
"The power of the Spirit God Realm... It's really strong, if I change the attack of other attributes, I'm afraid I only need one blow at this moment, and I'll fall here. Qing Yang secretly exclaimed in his heart, even if the attack of the True Flame Troll could not work, the impact and vibration were real.
"Come and don't go, it's rude!" Qingyang faced the flame meteor of the True Flame Troll, and rushed towards the other party quickly when he stepped on the star position, and the purple spirit sword on his back was unsheathed, and he jumped and dodged several times, and soon came to the feet of the True Flame Troll.
"A sword of astonishment!"
With a low shout, an astonishing purple sword flashed like light, standing on the ankle of the True Flame Troll's covered by flames, and immediately made a sound of gold and iron colliding, but to Qingyang's shock, this astonishing sword could not break through the True Flame Troll's defense, but only made the flames on his feet extinguish, and it burned again in less than a second.
At the same time, an amazing anti-shock force came from Qingyang's tiger's mouth at the same time, and this shocking force made Qingyang almost unable to hold the purple spirit sword in his hand.
"Damn, I can't even break my body, how can I kill it!" Qingyang's face sank, and he said in his heart.
Roar!
The Zhenyan troll seemed to be provoked by Qingyang, and with a roar, the giant foot was raised, and he stepped on the ground of Qingyang like Mount Tai pressing the top, seeing this, Qingyang's back was cold, if this foot was stepped on, it was estimated that it would become a meat patty.
The Seven Stars stepped on the flame step and spread out wildly, countless star position changes, Qingyang's body also moved wildly, and the royal qi in his body was violently consumed, which made De Qingyang get out of the attack range of the giant foot at an extremely fast speed, but even so, the moment the giant foot landed, there was a bang, which still caused the earth to vibrate violently, and this vibration directly caused the ground to crack a deep long mark, making De Qingyang's body almost unstable.
"If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will be consumed alive, what should I do?" Qingyang was a little impatient in his heart.
Usually at such times, there will always be Jian Lao appearing to guide Qingyang and let Qingyang get out of danger, but now Jian Lao is asleep, everything can only rely on Qingyang himself, and it was not until this time that Qingyang knew how much he relied on Jian Lao before.
If a person is always accustomed to dependence, then in any case, he will not be able to grow.
Now, without the help of Jian Lao, everything can only be solved by himself.
"Weakness! I can only find weakness!" Qingyang took a deep breath, his body changed again, and he frantically unleashed a terrifying sword at the feet of the True Flame Troll, sword after sword slashed at its feet.
Roar, roar, roar!
However, Qingyang also realized at this time that the Soul Shocking Sword was not completely useless, at least it could make the True Flame Troll feel pain and feel troubled, and one after another angry roars came out of his mouth, and at the same time, the True Flame Troll burst out of amazing flames on his body at this time, blasting towards Qingyang.
However, this is all useless, the Red Flame Divine Body is its only nemesis!
In the chaos of fire, Qingyang's whole person climbed up along the huge body of the True Yan Troll, and with a bounce and a jump, he actually came to the neck of the True Yan Troll.
"I don't believe it, you even have such a hard neck!" Qingyang gritted his teeth, the royal qi in his body surged again, and the purple spirit sword slashed, and the sword light roared by, and it actually slashed at the neck of the Zhenyan troll.
Sonor!
There was another loud sound of gold and iron, which made Qingyang feel annoyed in his heart, even his neck was so hard that he couldn't cut it, how could he fight it?
Qingyang was a little frustrated, and at this time, the Zhenyan troll was also completely angry, and his right hand grabbed Qingyang's small body with a very fast hand, as if grabbing a little mouse, and threw Qingyang's whole person fiercely, wanting to smash it to the ground.
Shout!
Qingyang couldn't resist, the whole person was thrown out like a cannonball, Qingyang was in a hurry in mid-air, his right hand popped out suddenly, his two fingers were slightly curved, and the two-petal stacked lotus fingers suddenly came out, and a thick cyan beam of light hit the body of the Zhenyan troll heavily, with the power of the countershock, Qingyang flew high in mid-air, and at the same time stabilized his figure.
"Huh?" And at this moment, Qing Yang saw in mid-air that there was a red mark on the top of the True Flame Troll's head that was glowing violently, especially when Qing Yang's Stacked Lotus Finger hit the True Flame Troll, although it couldn't break the defense, it made the mark shine.
"I know, this is it!" Qingyang said in surprise.
"I can only fight!" After Qingyang landed, his heart was ruthless, and he rushed out like a rabbit again, relying on the strange star position of the Seven Stars Stepping on the Yan Step, and once again climbed onto the body of the True Flame Troll.
Shout!
At this moment, Qingyang actually cast the first sword of the Dragon Sword Technique on the body of the True Flame Troll, You Dragon Wander!
"Go, wander the dragon!" With a wave of the Qingyang Purple Spirit Sword, the huge dragon head sword qi rose to the sky, entrenched on the True Flame Troll, trapping the True Flame Troll like a rope.
Roar!
The True Flame Troll was very angry, this human being was too hateful, like a fly, it couldn't be hit, and now it made this sword qi to entangle itself, it was going to make a big move, a pair of red eyes flashed, looking up to the sky and roaring, and the power of the Spirit God Realm overflowed crazily.
In an instant, Qingyang's heart sank suddenly, and his body became heavy and unbearable under this qi machine, and it was difficult to move, gritting his teeth, Qingyang urged the qi storage bracelet given to Qingyang by the two daughters of Qinglian Qingyue, and the two majestic forces suddenly gushed out, diluting the qi machine a little, and at the same time, Qingyang injected the two forces into the purple spirit sword without the slightest reservation.
With a buzz, the Purple Spirit Sword bloomed with an unprecedented dazzling purple light.
"The Purple Spirit Sword is a low-level spirit weapon, with the power of the two Purple Vortex Realms, it should be able to mobilize its true power, and this power will definitely be able to threaten the True Flame Trolls in the Open King Realm!" Qing Yang's mind was racing, and his body rushed up along the True Flame Troll's body again.
In an instant, he actually jumped to the top of the True Flame Troll's head, where there was a conspicuous red mark!
Bang!
At this moment, the True Flame Troll's body shook violently, and the dragon head sword qi displayed by Qingyang was actually scattered and shattered away at this moment.
"Die, big monster, Purple Spirit Sword Mystery Slash!Unleash all your power, Purple Spirit Sword!" Qing Yang stood on top of the True Flame Troll's head with both swords in his hands, the tip of the sword pointed downward, and stabbed down fiercely towards the red mark!
The purple light flickered, and a condensed, thick purple light of about five zhang suddenly burst out from the purple spirit sword, and the low-level spirit weapon poured all its mysterious power into full display at this moment.
Rumble!
There was a roar below, and even if Qingyang stood on top of the True Flame Troll's head, he could still feel the amazing vibration coming from under his feet. And as the purple beam of light penetrated through the entire body of the True Flame Troll, the purple beam of light slowly became smaller until it disappeared, and at this time, the True Flame Troll's whole body trembled violently, letting out a roar of pain and despair, and then the nearly ten-zhang figure slowly fell down.
Qingyang fell to the ground because of the loss of strength, lying on the ground without any image, panting heavily.
"Damn, it worked... I actually killed a monster in the Spirit God Realm!" Qing Yang let out a long sigh of relief, seeing the True Flame Troll that had fallen violently, Qing Yang felt a little dreamy.
(P: The more you get to the end of the holiday, the more you find that there are too many things you haven't done.) Emotional mistakes... )