In mid-air, the dragon-shaped phantom that Qin Lie had transformed into seemed to be playing, suspended in mid-air, and his face easily revolved around the sword qi vortex, as if he was teasing the sword qi vortex.

Gradually, a scene of a living dragon whirlpool appeared strangely in the eyes of all the warriors present.

"Hiss ......"

"How is it possible! This young man is so powerful, what kind of origin does he look like? He can actually look at that terrifying sword qi vortex as if it were nothing!"

In the surrounding sea, those warriors who saw this scene in front of them, their eyes looked at the scene of a dragon whirlpool in front of them, some of them couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and some people's mouths were full of shocked self-talk.

Cozy!

Qin Lie's whole body turned into a dragon-shaped phantom, he felt that he was like a real dragon clan, he could fly freely in mid-air, his figure was constantly rotating around that sword qi vortex, as if he was playing with that sword qi vortex, and there was no feeling of looking for death in his heart.

"Haha, it turns out that the legendary feeling of dancing on the tip of the knife is the most exciting, and my current move of spinning in the whirlpool of sword qi is definitely a death-seeking move!"

When he felt that he had turned into a dragon phantom, spinning around that sword qi vortex with a relaxed face, Qin Lie's heart was full of a pleasant feeling, this kind of playfulness was like instinct, he could instinctively run the instinct that belonged to the dragon clan.

Gradually, a trace of pale white mist emerged from the dragon-shaped phantom that Qin Lie had transformed, and finally, a pale white mist formed in mid-air, enveloping the dragon that he had turned into a swimming dragon.

"Haha...... It's comfortable......"

When Qin Lie felt the instinct in his heart, he seemed to really turn into a dragon clan, surrounding the white clouds around him, playing with the terrifying sword qi vortex in mid-air, and his expression was full of intoxication.

"Then, you can disperse for me!"

At a certain moment, Qin Lie suddenly opened a pair of blood-red eyes, his right hand reached out and grabbed into the void, and with a tearing sound, endless mist entangled, and then, a blood-red claw the size of ten zhang appeared in mid-air.

Tear ......

Suddenly, the blood-red claw of ten zhang size stretched out of the clouds, with a burst of Ling Ran's momentum, and fiercely grabbed it towards the sword qi vortex, and with a click, a spatial crack the size of one zhang was generated under the blood-red dragon claw.

Rumble......

A black hole breath with everything was generated in that spatial crack, and that all-devouring space breath flew out of the black hole and bombarded on that sword qi vortex, and all of a sudden, the whistling sword qi vortex, at this moment, the fragile one by one was like a mirror, and it was shattered inch by inch.

Click......

In mid-air, the swirl of sword qi that had been grabbed into tiny pieces by the blood-colored dragon claws was constantly absorbed by that spatial crack.

"Come here!"

In mid-air, when Qin Lie smashed that sword qi vortex, he burst into a blow, and the blood-colored dragon claw of his right hand once again struck towards the Soul Devouring Ice Sword in the ice with terrifying power.

Rumble......

All of a sudden, the terrifying Divine Soul Cold Ice Sword was suppressed by Qin Lie's illusioned dragon claws, and one after another pitch-black white sword qi flew out from the blade of the sword, hitting the dragon claws transformed by Qin Lie, the flames splashed everywhere, but it could not hurt the blood-colored dragon claws in the slightest, and gradually, that Soul Devouring Cold Ice Sword was suppressed on the ice, unable to move at all!

Repression...... Strong repression......

Buzzing......

The trembling strength of the Soul Eater Ice Sword became smaller and smaller, like a tamed beast.

After seeing this scene, Qin Lie in mid-air had a triumphant expression on his face, you must know that after connecting this Soul Devouring Ice Sword, he would be able to break through the ninth-level realm of the Star King, and at that time, he might even be able to break through to the realm of the half-step Star Emperor!

Thinking about it, a flickering cold light appeared on Qin Lie's face.

At this time, Qin Lie's eyes looked at Murong Qing who was full of painful expressions on his face, and a smile was hooked in the corners of his mouth, and a voice that only he could hear slowly sounded: "Murong Qing, hehe, if you dare to come and grab something from me, whether it is a woman or the Soul Devouring Cold Ice Sword, I will tell you what it means to be miserable!"

Rumble......

In the distance, just as Murong Qing was being watched by Qin Lie's eyes, he suddenly felt a terrifying pressure pressing towards his body, the hairs on his body stood up for a while, a force that made his heart stop beating, so that he couldn't rise the slightest fear in his heart!

It's horrible...... It's horrible......

Who the hell is this man, and why did he come to save me?

When Murong Qing looked at Qin Lie with a face full of fear, he didn't even realize in his heart that his heart for Qin Lie had become a burst of fear, and he couldn't raise the heart to fight for Qin Lie.

From then on, when Murong Qing met Qin Lie, his ten percent combat power was only thirty percent at most, this was his inner demon, once he couldn't defeat the inner demon in his heart, then, very likely, he would only be able to reach the level of a half-step Star Emperor in his life.

A genius who can't progress, even if it's a half-step Star Emperor's powerhouse, but that's already a wasted person, isn't it?

On the ice, Murong Qing, who was sitting with a weak and weak face, lowered his head slightly, his eyes flashed with a sinister look, he already knew who was dealing with him, but, as that person expected, Murong Qing did not let go of that person's thoughts in his heart.

"I need an ally! I need a strong man who can protect me from dying!" Gradually, in Murong Qing's mouth, a murmuring voice suddenly sounded, and his mind kept rolling, and one thought after another appeared in his head.

Long......

When Murong Qing raised his head, he looked at Qin Lie and Ruolan in his eyes, and he couldn't help but have a hint of inexplicability, because he found that he seemed to have known that the strong man was there to protect him.

That's right, the strong man Murong Qing is looking for to protect people refers to Qin Lie and Ruolan, and to be more precise, the heavy responsibility of protecting people only falls on Qin Lie at most.

Of course, for Murong Qing, he didn't imagine it in his mind at all, even if he wanted Qin Lie to be his bodyguard, he didn't think about Qin Lie's meaning at all, and he didn't even know whether Qin Lie was willing or not.

"Oh, someone is plotting against me, what an interesting idea......" When Qin Lie's mental power was released in his mind, after checking the inexplicable look on Murong Qing's face, a thought of cat and mouse immediately rose in his heart, and he was looking forward to what variety of tricks Murong Qing could play.

After a pause, a hideous smile appeared on Qin Lie's face, his mouth moved slightly, and a voice full of chill came from his mouth: "Come on, let me see what you, a genius of the Sea Emperor Sect, are going to do!"

At this moment, under the suppression of that blood-colored dragon claw, the Soul Devouring Ice Sword had already stopped resisting, and the sword blade that had turned pitch black was trembling slightly, and a burst of sword sounds representing surrender were emitted in the blade.

Qin Lie looked over from a distance, and he found that the once incomparably beautiful Cold Ice Sword had already seemed to be coated with a layer of black light at this moment, and a gloomy evil aura flowed on the Cold Ice Sword, refining a beautiful mid-grade star soldier into a high-grade star soldier full of evil spirit.

Qin Lie flashed a pair of dark blue divine eyes, he looked at the cold ice sword that had changed drastically, and said thoughtfully: "Perhaps, this is the legendary price!"

"Come on!"

With a wave of Bai Nen's right hand, a huge momentum erupted from Qin Lie's body, and suddenly, the Soul Devouring Ice Sword was like a homing swallow, swishing a few times, turning into a black streamer, and reappeared in Qin Lie's outstretched right hand.

Thundered......

With a sword in his hand, a terrifying sword aura that was above all things emanated from Qin Lie's body, as if there were soldiers roaring on the battlefield one after another, and an extremely tragic momentum spread throughout the sea.

Tragic......

A bloody battlefield, the tragic momentum of immortality, gradually emanated from Qin Lie's body, turning into pieces of blood-red mist, spreading towards the surrounding sea.

All the warriors who were shrouded in blood mist felt a sad emotion rise from their hearts, and in an instant, a drop of miserable tears slipped from their eyes.

Even Qin Lie himself didn't know that after incorporating the fist intent of the Demon Fist into his body, he was actually forcibly transformed into such a terrifying sword intent by the demon spirit in the Soul Devouring Cold Ice Sword the moment he came into contact with the Soul Devouring Cold Ice Sword.

Human beings have seven emotions and six desires: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire......

Once a martial artist feels a certain emotion deeply, then this emotion will spread throughout their bodies, allowing them to turn this emotion into their bones, and slowly, they will turn this emotion into instinct and their own combat effectiveness.

The Demon Fist is the most common martial art in the Demon Realm, and almost every Demon born in the Demon Realm will perform the "Demon Fist".

Demons, evil horrors!

Gradually, an incomparably terrifying aura erupted from Qin Lie's body, and a terrifying aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood turned into a phantom of a battlefield battle, appearing in the entire sea out of thin air.

A stirring magic came out from the phantom of the battlefield battle, as if there was a silent scream, so that all the warriors who heard this roar, everyone couldn't help but puff up the qi and blood on their bodies, and they all wanted to join the battlefield in their minds.

Desire...... Qin Lie's sword intent was a desire, a desire that made people desperately fall into the battlefield.

Desire is an extremely terrifying force, and every warrior with the artistic conception of desire has become a powerful warrior in the legendary history.

"Oh? Is this my sword intent? It's really strange! Unexpectedly, after I blessed the Heavenly Rank Lower Grade Martial Technique "Demon Fist", even that sword intent will naturally appear on my body, but unfortunately, this is not my sword intent, because this is the fist intent that belongs to the Demon Fist, and it has nothing to do with me at all. ”

After Qin Lie felt the power of desire that was full of involuntary desires, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his mouth was full of smugness.