"Hmm!"

Seeing Ning Yuan with a horizontal gun in front of him, Qin Yingkong's brows couldn't help but raise, and there was a bit of anger in his eyes, but then he turned into a cold and disdainful look. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Qin Yingkong admitted that Ning Yuan's strength was indeed strong, especially in his physical body, that terrifying strength could be said to be terrifying to the extreme, if he was hard to shake head-on, he would not be able to compete with it.

However, the strength of the physical body does not mean that the combat power is invincible, there are many factors that affect the combat power, such as realm cultivation, physical physique, internal element foundation, martial arts skills, and divine armor, these are all important factors that cannot be ignored.

Ning Yuan's physical body was certainly extremely strong, but in Qin Yingkong's opinion, he only had this physical body worthy of praise.

Between the previous encounters, Qin Yingkong had already sensed that there was no trace of inner yuan aura in Ning Yuan's body at all, so his cultivation could never be the Innate God Realm.

In the eyes of ordinary people, if you don't enter the congenital, you will end up being an ant, and in the congenital, you can't enter the ninefold divine realm, and you can't reach the hall of elegance, and the weakness and inadequacy of this cultivation are the most fatal weakness in him.

And in addition to cultivation, his martial arts skills are also loose and ordinary, but he relies on that terrifying strength to be so fierce, but there is no true yuan support in his body, and he has suffered such a serious injury, how long can he support it with the strength of his physical bravery?

In such a state, if this Ning Yuan turned around and fled, or relied on the extremely strong flesh and jade to fight for life and death, then he might have to spend a lot of hands and feet, but he actually had to raise his gun to fight himself?

Bite off more than one can chew!

This Ning Yuan dared to raise a spear in front of him, you can know who he is, one of the twelve divine generals, the martial soul inheritor of the emperor of the spear, and the dragon spear in his hand is even more among the holy soldiers!

His cultivation is not as good as himself, his martial arts skills are not as good as his own, and the gun in his hand, although it is also from the hands of the soldier saint craftsman, but he has not inherited the martial soul into the body, and he has not even broken through the shackles of the innate realm, at most it can only be regarded as an abandoned divine soldier embryo.

With such a waste, he even dared to raise a gun to himself?

Isn't that self-sufficient?

"Do you really think that with this powerful body trained by the secret skills of the demon clan, you will be able to run rampant and invincible?

Between the cold words, revealing undisguised disdain, as well as incomparable confidence in himself, Qin Yingkong's figure suddenly rose, his body was like a swimming dragon, and in an instant, he swept through the void, and when he was forced in front of Ning Yuan, the dragon spear shook a domineering roar, and the dragon's head spear burst into a brilliant golden light, cracking out of the sky.

Self-confidence, because of the strength of self-confidence, this dragon spear roared through the air at the same time, Qin Yingkong's true yuan in the body also continued to rise, and the majestic momentum of the emperor in the spear unfolded, and in an instant, it intersected with the sharp qi of this holy soldier Tenglong and fused into one.

The man and the gun are one, the wind and clouds are discolored, and between the spear blades breaking through the air, the boundless golden brilliance blooms, dazzling and dazzling, and the dragon shadow roars continuously, and the sound is shocking, sweeping in all directions.

This gun, gorgeous to the extreme, brilliant to the extreme, the king of the world, the power of the emperor in the gun, enveloping the space of heaven and earth, dominating the life and death of the ten directions.

The Spear Emperor Divine Martial Arts--King's Reign!

Although he thought that Ning Yuan was beyond his strength, Qin Yingkong did not careless because of this, and as soon as he made a move, he used the Divine Martial Arts of the Spear Emperor Inheritance to fight the battle, so as to destroy the power of this Dragon Teng Holy Soldier, wanting to take the lead in one move and thwart Ning Yuan's fierce and brave momentum.

The power of this holy soldier is already extremely terrifying, and now there is this spear emperor's supreme martial arts to destroy, Qin Yingkong's shot is really like the emperor's arrival, dominating the universe, and the mighty and majestic mountain suppresses it, pressing people almost to collapse.

Such a perfect shot, even Qin Yingkong himself couldn't help but exclaim, after this shot was urged, he even felt that the bottleneck that had shackled him for a long time began to loosen, as if it was possible to break through at any time and step into a new realm.

This feeling made Qin Yingkong feel a burst of joy in his heart, and there were thousands of pride, as if he had foreseen that Ning Yuan's death would be under his own gun, becoming a stepping stone for him to step on the peak of martial arts.

A person full of self-confidence, a menacing gun, and a gun shadow that enveloped all directions, Ning Yuan was silent, and in a pair of eyes, the scarlet light like blood had all dissipated, and everything was calm, like an abyss, without the slightest wave.

The gun in his hand, like the master, was silent, the body of the gun that had just been trembling had calmed down, and the surging and tumbling evil qi had all been subsided, and even the surging blood-colored light had subsided.

In the midst of the calm, there seems to be something dormant, as if something is brewing.

Until the moment when the dragon spear arrived, this accumulation was finally completed, and this peace was broken.

"Bang!"

Hearing the earth slam suddenly, Ning Yuan stepped forward, and the spear in his hand swept out, still not seeing the slightest brilliance, not the slightest might, only this simple and unpretentious shot, passing through the air!

"Boom!"

The two spears are like dragons, and at the moment when they are about to collide, the prosperous blood gentian finally shook the earth with a long roar, and above the red spear blade, boundless ferocious aura emerged, like an angry dragon that had been dormant for thousands of years rushing out of the abyss, and the anger and ferocity that had been accumulating poured out at this moment!

The aura was surging, the spear was like thunder, and the whistling blood gentian staggered out a scarlet light like blood in the void, colliding with the dragon spear shadow that enveloped the space and the emperor's landing.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two guns shook each other, the divine soldiers clashed, and there was a sonorous sound, and between the thousands of guns and shadows, the blood light and the golden light competed against each other, and it could be seen that the bright red drops fell down.

The bright red that fell was not blood, at least not human blood, but a little bit of shattered crystal chips, blood-red crystal chips!

The source of this blood-colored crystal chip was the gun in Ning Yuan's hand, and between it and the dragon dragon saint soldier staggered again and again, fragments of crystal chips fell from the top of the blood gentian's spear, like a snow with blood-colored snowflakes.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yingkong's lips hooked up a cold and disdainful smile, and he secretly said in his heart: "Such a waste, dare to compete with Tenglong, I don't think I can do anything!"

Qin Yingkong knew the origin of this blood gentian, because this spear should have belonged to him, and it bloomed with the most brilliant brilliance in his hands.

But it's a pity that it chose the wrong master and chose this Ning Yuan.

Because of this extremely wrong choice, this mouthful, which should have inherited the power of the martial soul and transformed into an artifact embryo of a peerless saint soldier, has completely become a waste.

Yes, it's a waste, a waste without a doubt, because it was supposed to exist to inherit the martial spirit, which is the only meaning of its birth.

Before that, it was just an embryo, not a holy soldier at all, if there was no martial soul, it would be a waste, no one would use it, and it would not be able to exert any power, this was its innate limitation, and it was a congenital defect that could never be broken through.

People have a realm of cultivation, and they have a rank of rank, and they are also in general with the realm of human cultivation, which is divided into acquired innateness.

Among them, the acquired soldier can only be regarded as a sharp weapon, although it is sharp, but it does not have much spirituality, and the power is average, so it is called a sharp weapon.

The innate soldier is born with a trace of spirituality, will choose the master, and can be integrated with the soldier master, just like the extension of the bloodline, not only the power is amazing, but also the command is like an arm, as if it is one, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is enough to be called a divine soldier.

And above this innate divine weapon, that is the spiritualized god, the real artifact holy soldier, this kind of existence, the horror of the power, can even make the heavens and the earth move, once it is triggered, it will urge the mountains to break the mountains, and move the mountains and seas.

The dragon spear in Qin Yingkong's hand was such a holy soldier, an artifact with infinite power.

And the blood gentian in Ning Yuan's hand was an abandoned embryo, without the injection of the Spear Emperor Martial Soul, it would not be able to break through the innate shackles and surpass this innate realm.

One is a holy soldier with infinite power, and the other is an abandoned waste, and the two go head-to-head, and the result can be imagined.

Even though Ning Yuan's physical body was strong, his divine power was extremely terrifying, and coupled with the evil qi accumulated for thousands of years at that peak, the power of this blood gentian was not weak, but unfortunately, it was Qin Yingkong who was up against him, and it was this holy soldier Tenglong.

If it were someone else, even if he was a master of the Earth Tribulation Realm, he might not be able to suppress Ning Yuan who was holding the blood gentian, but Qin Ying did not move, the power of the Spear Emperor's divine martial arts, and the rising power of the divine martial arts, allowed him to block Ning Yuan's domineering and incomparable power.

After the power confrontation, it was the confrontation between the divine soldiers, the holy soldier Tenglong, directly crushed the blood gentian, and between the shadows of thousands of spears, the blood-colored crystal chips that flew down were from the body of the blood gentian spear.

At this moment, this blood gentian is disintegrating, shattering, and dying in the collision again and again.

Qin Yingkong knew this very well, because he could feel that the dragon spear in his hand was tearing apart this waste, devouring its power, and absorbing its essence to make up for his only flaw.

These two guns, both of which were cast by the Soldier Saint Craftsman, were born in order to inherit the martial soul of the Gun Emperor, which should have been unique, but now there are two, so they cannot coexist with each other, once they touch, they will lead to the confrontation of the Divine Soldiers, fight each other, destroy, until they devour each other and complete themselves.

At this moment, the dragon spear did this, and Qin Yingkong could also clearly feel the desire and greed coming from the dragon dragon saint soldier in his hand.

He had a hunch that if he directly devoured this blood gentian with the dragon spear, he would be able to make up for his only defect and become an incomparably powerful holy soldier.

After the joy of the breakthrough of the spear path, it was the perfect surprise of the holy soldier in his hand, Qin Yingkong couldn't help but let out a wild roar, urging the true yuan in his body to the extreme, and the power of this spear emperor divine martial arts also climbed to the limit.

The power of the divine martial arts was urged, and the power of the dragon holy soldier also continued to increase, and between the bursts of dragon roars, thousands of golden spear shadows bombarded down, and between the continuous shocks and impacts, the floating blood-colored crystal flowers were also constantly increasing, falling down little by little, buried in the cracked earth.

Cracks appeared, spreading from the top of the gun, into the body of the gun, and to the end, but in an instant, the gun became on the verge of shattering, and seemed to collapse at any moment.

But the person with the gun was still unmoved, Ning Yuan held the blood gentian, did not back down, did not change his moves, just held it, and collided with the dragon spear again and again, and every impact would add a crack to the spear, shattering a piece of crystal chips.

But even so, Ning Yuan still didn't stop, this blood gentian, he didn't see half of it, just like the waves of the sea, even if he knew that if he hit the mountain wall, he would be smashed to pieces, he never stopped.

In fact, with Ning Yuan's current strength, it is not difficult to defeat this Qin Yingkong, even the Ancient King Kong controlled by the Divine Array can't stop him, what is this mere holy soldier.

But Ning Yuan did nothing, because he could clearly feel that the gun in his hand was longing for something at the moment, the rising throbbing, the galloping battle intent, all of which clearly told Ning Yuan!

Useless waste?

Yes, it is indeed a waste, an unfinished embryo, everyone thinks it is a useless defeated soldier, the only role, the only meaning, is to undertake the so-called martial spirit, complete the so-called transformation, before that, it is just a waste, sealed in the dust for I don't know how many years, everyone has forgotten the waste.

Until I met him!

In the midst of the blood rushing, in the throbbing of the blood, it woke up, and then in his hands, it bloomed with the light that had been silent for thousands of years!

What fate?

What martial spirits?

What Gun Emperor Inheritance?

It will only be it, its owner, and it will only be him!

No need for any martial spirit, no need for any inheritance, I am me!

The Emperor of Guns, you--worthy!

"Bang!"

The silent roar shook a crisp sound, like a bloody brilliance, circulating above the cracked spear body, and the blood-colored crystal flowers that disintegrated down were not mournful wails, but passionate roars!

In the blood-colored brilliance, the body of the gun gradually collapsed, but in this collapsed gun, a new power was born, surpassing oneself, breaking through the limit, and completely breaking the power of the innate shackles!

"Hmm!"

As if sensing something, Qin Yingkong's eyes froze, and an extreme uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart, making him even feel a wave of panic and fear.

"Tenglong, swallow this waste, and make you truly brilliant!"

This feeling made Qin Yingkong's eyes cold, regardless of the limit of the meridians, he once again urged the true yuan in his body, the Spear Emperor Shenwu Duel actually broke through the peak limit, and the power of the Shenwu was increased by three points, and the dragon Teng Holy Soldier also let out a long roar, and thousands of gun shadows condensed into one, turning into a golden divine dragon, and roared out with his head high, wanting to completely devour the prey in front of him that was on the verge of destruction.

"Bang!"

In the midst of the dragon's roar, the gun is shattered! )