"Your opponent is me." The Holy Spirit came to Hua Qing'er calmly, and slowly raised the long sword in his hand, still with that breezy appearance.

But Hua Qing'er didn't have the heart to entangle with him at this time, the twin lotuses came with a cold wind, just a moment to shine, the fire on the Holy Spirit had not yet been extinguished, the piercing ice picks cut scars on his body, and even the hair crown on his head was shot down, embarrassed.

The crown rolled a few laps down the floor after being knocked out, and came to the feet of Sansso, who had been silent, and she quietly stretched out her left foot and kicked it under the hem of her skirt.

Hua Qing'er crossed the Holy Spirit, and from beginning to end, Hua Qing'er's eyes never left the direction of Qingya, looking at his face reflected in the flames, Hua Qing'er couldn't help but feel anxious.

However, the heat from the dragon armor was like the tide of the sea on the cliff, and it slapped on her in one wave after another. The heat energy was also accompanied by a powerful coercion, which suppressed Hua Qing'er's heart to the point of breathlessness, as if she was being watched by some ancient and huge creature, and she couldn't help but feel fear.

And Qingya, who was facing Long Yan, only felt that his eyes were burned by the dazzling fire and his head was dizzy at this time, but just when the elder thought that he had won the battle, he saw Qingya's figure gradually blurred and transparent, and in a trance, Qingya had broken free from his lock and retreated to the rear.

"You have a lot of good things on you, but unfortunately, they will soon be mine." Looking at the green cliff not far away, the elder's eyes were full of greed.

Qingya only felt that every inch of the skin of his body was hot, and after breaking free, he plunged directly into the canal without saying a word, as if it was a red-hot hematite entering the water, and a large amount of white mist instantly appeared on the water surface of the canal, accompanied by a piercing "bang" sound.

"Green Cliff."

Hua Qing'er shouted and looked at the water, and saw Qingya soaking wet from the water and falling in front of her, seeing that his face was normal at this time and there was no big problem, so she was relieved.

But soon, Qingya still felt something strange about herself, strictly speaking, it was Qingming's strangeness.

I saw that above the body of the Qingying Sword, there was a crystal clear firelight flowing, and the dark red lines were like a dry river being ushered in the rainy season, and the bright red liquid continued to flow along the lines.

Qingya wanted to let go of the hilt of the sword, but at this time, Qingya seemed to have fused with his own flesh and blood, and the blazing fire was flowing inside the sword like lava, but Qingya did not feel a trace of heat, and even the slight chill on weekdays disappeared.

On the canal in the second half of the night, the water surface flows calmly, and the occasional breeze blows, which will only bring up bursts of waves, but what is the deafening sound coming from Qingya's ears?

The tide is coming.

Legend has it that people in this world are constantly going through birth, old age, sickness and death, repeating themselves and repeating themselves for reincarnation. When a person dies, the soul falls under the nine shadows, looking back at the last side of the world in the Wangxiang Terrace, and the red dust of the past is dispersed with the wind. Until crossing the other side of the Lethe River along the Nai He Bridge, he said goodbye to the world completely. After the ten halls of Hades have all judged the merits of a lifetime, they will enter the six realms of reincarnation and start a new life again.

If you follow the banks of the Lethe River all the way upstream, the Lethe River gradually becomes as wide as the ocean, where there are no birds in the sky, no fish swimming in the river, and not even the wind can make a ripple on the surface of the water. I don't know how many tens of thousands of miles I have traveled, maybe I have left this world, and there is only a piece of nothingness left here.

There is no light, no sound, no life, not even observed. And here, it is the source of Lethe.

A clear spring flowed silently, not knowing where it was going, not knowing its size, or the temperature of the water.

And the underworld came to this world from here.

Qing Ya waved the long sword in his hand, no, it was Qing Ming who was guiding the young man holding it, Teng Jiao to pick up the sword. It was as if it were some ancient ritual, and in the void, the waves rushed across the void like a tsunami.

Everyone saw that in the vast night, the waves dozens of feet high were hitting one after another, like a huge white wall getting closer and closer to this world.

Eventually, the white wall crossed the boundaries of the world and descended into the present world. Unlike the summoned Flame Dragon, the embodied tide was even more spectacular, and the highest point of the wave had even overshadowed the moon in the sky.

Suddenly, Qingya felt as if someone was holding his wrist, and his body moved involuntarily. As if being towed, Qingya stepped towards the tide of more than ten zhang high, under his footsteps, the surging tide was like walking on the ground, a few back and forth, Qingya was already standing at the head of the tide.

Riding the waves, the green cliff looked around, and the whole world seemed to stand still.

The clouds were stuck in the sky, the stars no longer flickered, the wind stopped, the trees were still, the ripples on the water no longer spread, and everyone below, including Hua Qing'er, all stood still, as if time had frozen at this moment.

"Who are you, what are you going to take me for, what did you do to her?" Qingya continued to ask questions, but could not get any answer.

Only then did Qing Ya realize that the man was not holding his wrist, but was holding the hilt of the Qing Ying sword. At this time, Qing Ming seemed to be glued to the palm of Qing Ya, so that person would lead him.

Qingya seemed to feel that the person had a disgust for himself, and Qingya seemed to have heard the words "drag oil bottle".

Drag oil bottles? Are you talking about me?

Before he had time to think about it, Qingya was holding the sword, jumped down from the tide, and Qingying stabbed straight forward, without more sword moves, because this sword was unstoppable.

With a "ding" sound, the tip of the Qingying Sword happened to point on the gem in front of the dragon armor's forehead, the gem was golden on the outside and red on the inside, like the pupil of a giant dragon, which seemed to be the source of the power of this armor.

Sure enough, all the lava rolling on the tip of the sword flowed into the gem, and the green darkness regained its pitch-black color, and with a burst of moonlight, the dragon armor began to disintegrate.

The helmet, shoulder armor, breastplate, and arm guards fell off one after another, turning into streamers and returning to the dragon's eye gem, and finally, the gem slowly flew towards Qingya, buckled on Qingya's left index finger, like a ruby ring.

After a surge of blood and qi, Qing Ya felt that this ring had established a connection with him, and Qing Ya also understood that now this Vulcan Dragon Armor was his own.

"Thank you seniors for helping, juniors ......" Before he finished speaking, Qingya felt his arm loosen, and the wave under his feet disappeared, and after a blow, the man had quietly left.

And this duel with Brother Jindan also came to an end.

Qingya jumped down from the air and came to Hua Qing'er's side, seeing that she had woken up, Qingya pinched her face again, and saw her also jumping and stretching out her hands to pinch her face, Qingya was relieved.

On the other side, the Wildfire Sect members fell to the ground crookedly, and no matter how much they raised their spirits, they couldn't stand up.