82_82410In an instant, a golden spirit ball the size of a stone mill, carrying endless power, shot towards Ye Qingcheng.

Under the majestic impact of the Golden Spirit Dragon's Breath Ball, a force wave instantly turned into a whistling hurricane, blowing the sand and dust around Ye Qingcheng and flying north. Ye Qingcheng stood on the ground with his feet and did not move, if he dodged this blow, the brother behind him might be affected. Therefore, he wants to take this dragon breath ball hard!

Liu Beishui and Yu Chiyan in the north stared at Ye Qingcheng's back, facing the terrifying, stone-grinding golden dragon breath ball, Ye Qingcheng held a sword in his right hand, stretched out his left arm, and spread his palm. Wisps of turbid yellow spiritual smoke, like spiritual snakes, derived from his side, and then wrapped around his body along his feet.

"Hum!!" When the terrifying dragon breath ball hit Ye Qingcheng's left palm, it did not burst out with terrifying power and dazzling light. It's just that there is a mysterious vibration, which ripples in the air.

The half-transformed golden dragon suspended in mid-air opened a pair of dragon eyes and stared at Ye Qingcheng's figure in horror.

Under the resistance of Ye Qingcheng's left palm, the huge dragon breath ball shrank rapidly, and its power turned into pale golden streams, which flowed through the turbid yellow earth spirit smoke that was wrapped around Ye Qingcheng's body, and continuously integrated into the earth.

In the end, the dragon breath ball was in the palm of his hand, directly reduced to the size of his palm, and then like a extinguished candle flame, it trembled for a moment and then disappeared completely.

In an instant, a terrifying earth scream suddenly erupted in the hundred-mile-long forest.

"Bang !!!!!!"

In the hundreds of miles of forest, a huge earthquake erupted, all the ancient trees were shaken violently, fallen leaves flew away, and at the same time, countless net-like cracks cracked on the ground, and large puffs of dust and gravel surged up from the forest like a sandstorm!

The power of the Golden Dragon's Breath Ball did not disappear, but was released into the vast forest.

In the midst of the smoke and dust, Ye Qingcheng suddenly flew into the sky above the forest, and the air around his body became as solemn as ice water under the energy rising, and a large amount of sand and gravel was suspended in the air. He raised his left palm, and a candle-sized, light, and transparent yellow earth spirit flame slowly condensed from his palm.

The golden dragon didn't know how Ye Qingcheng repelled Mei Hongxue, let alone how he defended against its attack. However, one thing is certain, without Mei Hongxue's presence, it will never fight him. Then, it turned sharply to the south, and its figure turned into a lightning bolt of gold, and flew rapidly towards the south.

The yellow earth spirit flame in Ye Qingcheng's palm suddenly condensed into a stone the size of a little finger.

"It's almost good!" In the distance, Liu Beishui stared at Ye Qingcheng and said to Yu Chiyan: "The secret of the eldest brother's tricks is in it!"

On the ground, Ye Qingcheng flicked his thumb and shot the small stone bullet in his left hand.

"Huh!!" It seemed to be an ordinary small gravel, turning into a flash of light in the air, and shooting quickly towards the fleeing figure of the golden dragon.

On the way to the small pebble, a large amount of sand and dust that filled the forest turned into a series of majestic earth spirit snakes, galloping away and condensing on the small pebble. In an instant, the small pebble swelled into a huge stone ball. At the same time, as its volume and weight increased rapidly, its speed became faster and faster, and a layer of roaring silver thunder and fire burned fiercely around it, its volume became larger and larger, and the power it carried became more and more ferocious!

In the end, a small pebble swelled to a diameter of hundreds of zhang, like a starfall from the universe!

In just an instant, the golden dragon fled into the air tens of thousands of miles away, but as the "Thunder Flame Star" behind it became bigger and bigger, its speed and power also increased rapidly, and the scales on its body were all frightened and towered.

However, at this moment, a dark cyan shadow suddenly shot out of the forest.

"Click!!

A scarlet sword shadow, transformed into a hundred zhang long, carrying a fierce power, flashed from the Thunder Flame Giant Ball. The star-like stone ball was suddenly cut into a smooth sword mark, split into two halves, and flew left and right into the forest. The half-transformed golden dragon stood in the air in horror, and Mei Hongxue, who was wearing the primeval ape green armor, held a sword in one hand, hanging in front of the golden dragon. On the armor on his chest, a silver sword mark appeared, and the remnants of the unextinguished thunder still flickered.

A lock of black hair fell from his forehead, and he stared intently at Ye Qingcheng, who was flying in the distance with his sword, and said to Jin Long coldly: "Be careful, take the real strength." ”

After finishing speaking, Mei Hongxue stretched out her arms suddenly, the veins on her forehead bulged suddenly, and roared loudly: "Sword Domain!!"

!!In an instant, a layer of pale cyan water spirit, like majestic ripples, radiated and spread out, enveloping the forest within thousands of miles. At the same time, a layer of majestic clouds quickly condensed on the sky, the sky suddenly darkened, and drops of cold rain fell like beans.

"Five hundred years ago, Yongmen Gushou and Miyagawa Akira both became famous swordsmanship and competed for the title of first swordsman. In the end, they only had a draw, and the Seven Swords of Gu Shou and the Nine Swords of the Galaxy did not distinguish between high and low. Mei Hongxue stared at Ye Qingcheng and said, "Today, let's have another battle between these two swordsmanship!"

"Call your master's name?" Ye Qingcheng asked quietly, "You don't plan to go out?"

"If I can't get the Dragon Seal, I never thought about leaving alive!" Mei Hongxue said coldly.

Fighting against the water, for Mei Hongxue, it is either impossible to cross the world or die in front of the Green Dragon Palace.

After finishing speaking, Mei Hongxue shouted in a deep voice: "Gu Shou first style, wind!"

In an instant, the heavy rain that fell suddenly stopped in Ye Qingcheng's eyes! As if crystal beads were suspended in the sky, Ye Qingcheng's pupils contracted suddenly. It's not that the raindrops are still, it's that Mei Hongxue's speed is extremely fast, which makes Ye Qingcheng have to pay a high degree of concentration!

I saw that the almost static raindrops in front of him suddenly shattered, and Mei Hongxue's face appeared in front of him in an instant. Mei Hongxue is like a cold owl, usually very attractive, with a shining talent appearance, but once he erupts, he completely shows his kingly demeanor, and every blow declares his uniqueness!

"Ther!!" In a very short period of time, a layer of transparent air suddenly exploded in the air, and a scarlet sword light flashed like a flash of light.

Although Ye Qingcheng barely dodged this move, he was scared into a cold sweat. This kind of swordsmanship is hidden from Mei Hongxue's own comprehension, far more fierce and fierce than he had heard of the Ancient Shou Seven Swords before! It was no less than Miyagawa Ming's Nine Swords of the Galaxy River, if it was Ye Qingcheng's previous strength, he would not be able to dodge this sword at all.

I saw that under the low and majestic clouds, Ye Qingcheng had just dodged a blow, and Mei Hongxue's voice came from beside him: "Third style, Eight Shadows!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang ......"

In an instant, around Ye Qingcheng's body, in the rain in all directions, eight rain plum blossoms suddenly bloomed, and eight dark cyan plum rainbow figures all stabbed at him with swords. Ye Qingcheng didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, he suddenly let go of his right hand, and his body immediately rotated half a circle.

"Qiang !!"

"Bang !!"

In mid-air, heavy rain poured down.

Ye Qingcheng spread out his arms, his left hand held the Xuanxue Ancient Sword, and the horizontal sword was on the left side of his side, accurately resisting the Demon Sword that stabbed at his head. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and clenched it into a fist, resisting a vicious dragon claw attacking from the right side! Around his body, six phantoms of Mei Hongxue stabbed at his head with swords, and the tips of the swords pointed directly at his vital point, but they were all phantoms, and they turned into raindrops without confusing Ye Qingcheng. There was only the seventh phantom, and after dissipating, it revealed a half-transformed fierce golden dragon. However, the dragon claw it attacked had already been resisted by his fist!