Mrs. Qingya looked at the swaying orchid,

She saw that the phantom on the orchid was becoming more and more solidified, and the quiet flesh was about to condense soon.

And she also felt several faint breaths that had locked her room.

It should be said that those breaths have locked the orchid that keeps changing.

This made Mrs. Qingya very worried, she was worried that Ding Xiaoyi would not be able to resist those who coveted her.

Her gaze looked through the hazy window,

She saw that the boy was sitting lazily on a wooden chair, and opposite the boy stood a bald, pot-bellied old man.

Mrs. Qingya was shocked, she naturally recognized the bald and pot-bellied old man.

This person is also one of several giants hidden in Weizhou City.

She also knew the name of this bald and pot-bellied old man, who was said to be Yiling Old Ancestor.

Although this Yiling ancestor is not visible,

But no one would despise this funny-looking old man.

It is said that this person is both good and evil, and always acts according to his own preferences.

Mrs. Qingya's face showed a look of worry,

She knew what kind of pressure Ding Xiaoyi would face next, and there was a strange warm current flowing in her heart.

"Choke",

A sword light shot towards the Yiling Ancestor like a water bloom.

But the Yiling Ancestor waved his big hand, and the sword light cracked open inch by inch under the big hand of the Yiling Ancestor.

Ding Xiaoyi's face did not have any waves,

With a move of his right hand, the sword flew back into his palm.

But the color on the face of the Yiling Ancestor became more and more intense, and he looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly.

"Old man, while you still have a few days to live, let's live well, otherwise Tianxian Tower is your burial place."

Ding Xiaoyi said unceremoniously to the bald and pot-bellied old man, with endless sarcasm in his words.

"Little baby, aren't you afraid of flashing your tongue when you say big things?"

Yiling Ancestor strode forward, and the energy rolling around him rose violently.

He stepped step by step, and the coercion like an invisible mountain crushed down towards Ding Xiaoyi's body.

But Ding Xiaoyi got up and raised his sword,

The layers of sword intent lingered around him like a tide, and the long sword in his hand stirred up a more dazzling sword light.

"If you don't listen to good words, you have to come to death."

Ding Xiaoyi's face turned cold, and the long sword in his hand swung fiercely at the Yiling Ancestor.

"Woo ......",

The sword flashed,

Ding Xiaoyi's figure suddenly appeared in front of Yiling Ancestor.

The long sword in his hand turned into countless sword rays of light and shot towards the body of the Yiling Ancestor.

But the eyes of the Yiling Ancestor showed a touch of contempt.

"Boom",

The energy around the Yiling Ancestor was like a roaring wave that shrouded Ding Xiaoyi.

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was full of light,

His body turned into a streamer of light, stabbing towards the huge belly of the Yiling Ancestor.

"Bell" sound,

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand seemed to hit a piece of incomparably hard metal.

There was a crisp and pleasant sound, but Ding Xiaoyi's body shook.

A tremendous force poured from the long sword,

made Ding Xiaoyi's body can't help but take a few steps back.

On the other hand, the ancestor of Nayiling is as stable as Mount Tai, and his body is not moving.

"Boy, do you think that just by relying on your Nine Rank Great Grandmaster Realm, you can shake this ancestor, it's really ridiculous. The light of the grain of rice also dares to compete with the bright moon, and the ancestor will let you taste what it is like to be desperate. ”

The Yiling Ancestor said disdainfully, and at the same time, the aura around him rose a little higher.

"Boom ......",

The Yiling Ancestor stirred up a whistling qi around his body.

The qi machine was like a majestic wave in the sea, surging towards Ding Xiaoyi.

meantime

Yiling Ancestor slapped Ding Xiaoyi's body with his big hand.

The big hand covered the sky and the sun, and Ding Xiaoyi was like an ant under that big hand.

The light of the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand flickered,

He calmly watched as the big hand slapped down on him like a shield from the sky, and he raised the long sword in his hand.

"Drunk, unparalleled sword energy",

Ding Xiaoyi shouted.

The long sword in his hand trembled a few times, and he raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed straight towards the giant hand that covered the sky and the sun.

Everywhere the sword light went, it turned into nothingness,

And the giant hand also condensed the power of destroying the world and slapped it towards Ding Xiaoyi's head.

At this point,

Ding Xiaoyi's long sword was raised high, and his body turned into a streamer of light towards the giant hand.

"Bang",

The coercion of the giant hand slapped fiercely on the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand, and the huge coercion poured down from the long sword.

Ding Xiaoyi's body couldn't help but stagnate,

His figure was only a foot away from the giant hand.

From that giant hand, you could feel a supreme pressure pouring down.

That supreme coercion made Ding Xiaoyi's body tremble,

But Ding Xiaoyi raised his sword against the giant hand, and his body had already flown into the air.

"Woo ......",

The sword shuddered,

Ding Xiaoyi's body was also under a huge pressure, as if the giant palm would slap his body into a pile of meat puree.

Ding Xiaoyi, who was standing in the air, raised his sword to resist the giant palm that slapped fiercely,

The long sword blocked the giant palm, but the violent qi fell on Ding Xiaoyi's body one after another.

"Bang, bang, bang",

Ding Xiaoyi's physical body couldn't withstand the strong pressure, and let out a dull sound.

The corners of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth also overflowed with red bloodstains,

He didn't release his sword intent, he wanted to use his body to resist the powerful pressure brought by the giant palm, and the giant palm that Yiling Ancestor poked out pressed again,

The giant palm was a few points closer to Ding Xiaoyi's body, and the coercion condensed by the giant palm was also several times heavier.

"Poof",

Ding Xiaoyi spurted out a mouthful of scarlet blood from his mouth, and the long sword in his hand also let out an embarrassing trembling sound.

"Little baby, you better give up, no one can survive under the palms of the ancestor, the ancestor only needs that innate spirit thing, and he doesn't want to kill you."

Yiling Ancestor persuaded Ding Xiaoyi again, and the giant palm he poked out couldn't help but exert himself.

"Buzz",

The giant palm made a soft sound.

Ding Xiaoyi felt that his body was almost about to collapse, but he was still struggling to hold on.

When I was in Taoyuan Village,

His flesh was baptized by the black moonlight, and the light of the prison god was not completely refined in his body.

He wanted to use the pressure of this Yiling Ancestor Vajra Realm to stimulate the potential of his physical body.

"Bang",

Ding Xiaoyi heard his body make a dull sound again.

And then there was a "click",

He heard his bones crack open under the intense pressure.

He watched as the huge palm that covered the sky and the sun landed on top of his head.

The blood in his body began to boil, and a wave of heat roared like a volcanic eruption.

"Buzz ......",

Ding Xiaoyi heard a buzzing sound coming from his body, and the remaining light of the Prison God in his body began to stir.

I felt the hidden light of the prison god in my body,

Ding Xiaoyi's face showed a bright smile.

That's what he wants.

Under tremendous pressure,

The light of the Prison God was completely absorbed by him, thus stimulating the full potential of the Light of the Prison God.

"Boom",

The light of the Prison God seemed to have been greatly provoked,

erupted from Ding Xiaoyi's body,

And the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand also let out a high-pitched sword groan.

"Hiss ......",

Ding Xiaoyi's body began to repair itself again.

He refined all the remaining Hellgod Light in his body, and his physical body reached an unimaginable state.

"Zheng",

The sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand flickered.

His originally slightly curved body couldn't help but stiffen, and at the same time, the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stabbed straight towards the giant palm again.

"Boom" with a loud bang,

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stabbed into the giant palm,

The furious sword qi rose vertically and horizontally, piercing through the giant palm like a bamboo.

Just as Ding Xiaoyi's body passed through the giant palm, a figure appeared in Mrs. Qingya's room like a ghost.

The ghostly figure waved his palm and patted Mrs. Qingya,

At the same time, the other hand was grabbing at the orchid in the pot.

Chapter 329: Sneak Attack