Yan Qinghe was silent, looking at Lian Ming's fighting spirit. After coming to the Miracle Continent for so long, to be honest, this was the first time he had confronted a native spirit. He wanted to know what level of combat power he could reach at level seven.

So, he got on.

"Look for death!"

A seventh-level spirit man dared to provoke him, and Lian Ming was furious. The anger that had been suppressed by the disciples of the sect for a long time exploded, and there was no mercy as soon as he made a move.

With just one blow, he knocked Yan Qinghe into the air and hit the big tree puppet, and before he could react, the branches tied him into a chrysalis.

"That's it? Bite off more than one can chew. Lian Ming was disappointed, his anger had just come up, and before he could vent, the battle was over.

The cocoon was bleeding, and Lian Ming looked at Lu Songting, who was looking desperate, with a cruel smile on his face. Just as he was about to start, the cocoon exploded, the broken branches flew sideways, and he had several more wounds on his body.

It's not big, but it hurts a lot.

Lian Ming's unfledged anger surged again, and he looked at the position of the cocoon.

The man was covered in dark flames, and he couldn't see clearly. Covered in blood holes, the blood that flowed out melted into the dark flames before it hit the ground. At this moment, he actually gave Lian Ming a very dangerous feeling.

"What kind of flame is this, so domineering? Could it be the fire of the earth? But how can earth fire be easily encountered? ”

The dark flames are dangerous, Lian Ming guessed.

The next moment, before he could make a move, Yan Qinghe moved.

In an instant, Yan Qinghe had already arrived in front of him. With one kick raised, he slammed into the face of Lian Ming. The wind on his legs carried dark flames, and it was dangerous.

For the first time, his arms were attached to the wood spiritual power, blocking in front of him.

"Bang-"

The barrier condensed by the spiritual power of the wood system shattered, and the wind from the legs directly hit the arms. With a bang, Lian Ming wailed, and one of his arm bones was shattered!

The pain hits, and the spirit is irritable.

The surrounding plants and trees attacked it, but the next moment, the ice spread, and all the plants and trees were frozen, turning into blooming ice flowers. The freeze lasted only three seconds, but those three seconds were fatal.

Yan Qinghe's hand-to-hand combat completely suppressed Lian Ming's counterattack.

But the one-sided suppression didn't last even a minute, and it was interrupted by Lian Ming, who was crazy but regained his senses. The eleventh level of incorruptibility, even if he is at a disadvantage for a while, is enough to counterattack.

The ground is full of wooden thorns, and there is almost no place to put your feet. Yan Qinghe retreated, summoned a longbow in his hand, and shot towards Lian Ming. The dark flames turned into fire dragons to block half of the wooden thorns, and the remaining half was enough for Yan Qinghe to eat a pot.

Unexpectedly, without the fire dragon, there was an ice dragon, and all the wooden thorns were stopped.

At the same time, Lian Ming, who looked annoyed, screamed violently and knelt on the ground with his head covered.

Yan Qinghe, who retreated, seized this opportunity and passed a spear through Lian Ming's abdomen at close range. Don't give Lian Ming a chance to resist, the dark flame fell on him and lasted for a long time.

Lian Ming wailed in pain, the aura around him was boiling, the grass and trees were rampant, and they were pouring down towards the Yanqing River in an all-round way.

"Be careful, he's going to blow himself up!"

Lu Songting, who was nailed to the tree, exclaimed, and at the same time cut off the restraints on his body and fell to the ground.

Yan Qinghe looked at Lian Ming and launched another spiritual sense attack. Spiritual consciousness invaded his brain, and as Yu Yi said, the incorruptible cultivation of loose cultivation did not have a mental method, so he did not know the sea. The brain without the knowledge of the sea is like opening the door, and the crushing of spiritual consciousness is absolute.

In an instant, Lian Ming's brain was crushed, his eyes lost their brightness, and he was completely out of breath. The dark flame did not dare to take an interest in the dead object, and quickly pulled away from his body and returned to Yan Qinghe's hands.

Yan Qinghe spit out the blood foam in his mouth and searched for things on Lian Ming's body, only to find that he didn't even have a ring. Except for a dozen primary spirit stones and a few bottles of elixir in his body, he didn't have any family background.

"Someone's coming!"

At this moment, Yu Yi in the dense forest walked out and walked towards Yanqing River. Seeing this, Lu Songting hurriedly exclaimed.

Yan Qinghe burned Lian Ming's body, looked back at Lu Songting, who was barely standing with a tree, and then looked at Yu Yi again: "How is the situation?" ”

The first spiritual sense attack just now was the simultaneous attack of the two of them. Otherwise, it may not be possible to break through the defense of honesty in the first place.

"There is no one around, but there is a fierce battle over there," Yu Yi swept the formation this time and found that Lian Ming's strength was high enough, so he did not rashly withdraw to pay attention to that side.

Hearing this, Lu Songting had already confirmed that the two knew each other. Hearing that there was a fierce battle, he immediately pleaded to Yan Qinghe and the others: "Please come to the rescue of the two of you, our Bingxinmen will definitely remember this kindness." ”

"Ice Heart Gate?" Yu Yi and Yan Qinghe were made up by Tong Liwei some time ago, and the large and small sects in the north of the extreme cold were compensated, and there seemed to be Bingxinmen, but they were divided into third-rate forces.

Seeing that there was a play, Lu Songting's eyes lit up: "I beg the two of you to make a move as soon as possible." I can swear that forty percent of the harvest of the Ice Heart Gate this time belongs to the two of them. ”

The formation is formed, and the contract is established.

Yu Yi and Yan Qinghe glanced at each other, the latter stopped the bleeding for Lu Songting, grabbed him and ran in the direction of the fierce battle. Yu Yi was faster than him, and he arrived at the place of the fierce battle in just five or six minutes.

The fighting has not stopped, which means that the fierce fighting is not over.

Sure enough, Yu Yi, who came to the edge of the battlefield first, saw at a glance three men and women dressed in the same clothes as Lu Songting, almost all covered in blood, surrounded in the middle, and the slightly older man who was blocking the front had a broken arm, and he couldn't even condense his spiritual power. The two little ones in the back have long been crying into a heap.

The three of them were protected by a legal barrier on the periphery, but the barrier was crumbling under the siege of the six.

made a decision immediately, and if you want to sneak attack, you can only use spiritual sense. The actual battle just now proved that when the spiritual sense is used for a sneak attack, it is definitely a big move.

The psionic attack was silent, and overnight, two of the six people who besieged the three were hit. Yu Yi didn't give them a chance to turn around and counterattack, and pulled out his longbow with the Nine Extremes Qinglian as a guide, and shot a sharp arrow.

There were two pops, and the two arrows shot directly into the eyebrows of the two people who were hit by the spiritual sense. Before the two of them could use their spiritual power, they were completely out of breath.

"Who?"

Suddenly, Dong Rudao slashed towards the place where the sharp arrow came from. With a single cut, the ground was split in two, and the dense forest had an additional vacuum zone. But unfortunately, under his counterattack, he didn't even see a ghost.

"Kill the three of them!"

Unable to find someone hiding in the shadows, Dong Rudao instantly understood that the people in the shadows were not their opponents on the surface, so they could only sneak attack. Turning around, he shouted at the three people next to him, and while they were making a move, he waved his long knife, and the dancing knife qi turned into a barrier to protect the three of them.

"Bang-"

The formation protecting Sikong Bin and the three of them was crumbling, but it was still strong. Seeing that someone came to the rescue, Sikong Bin, who was holding his breath, took out several spirit runes and stabilized the crumbling formation.

"Damn, why do they have so many spirit runes."

Dong Rudao was about to die of anger, and the people next to him increased their attacks, knowing that if they left their hands at this time, they might overturn, so they didn't keep their hands.

One of them examined the bodies of the two people on the ground, and his face was solemn: "Their brains have been destroyed, it must be a spiritual attack." ”

(End of chapter)