The sun rises in the morning, and the next day arrives in a blink of an eye. Thanks to yesterday's Qingqing's might, the current Qingshan View is quiet, not as noisy as yesterday.

When Xiao Guangling and Qingqing approached, the bluestone road in front of the door had not been repaired much, and no one came out to take a look outside of the mess.

"Be careful. ”

Seeing that he was about to walk in directly, Qingqing reminded him in a low voice.

Although it was a bit of a setback, but what this Qingshan Guan opened the sect to seek was a reputation, if it was really beaten down by a fist, it would be fine, but now it is naturally impossible to scare just a scare.

Xiao Guangling naturally knew this, hesitated for a moment and didn't calculate much, and walked straight towards the main entrance.

This green mountain view is built according to the mountain, the first view door is not big, about touch is the style of the ordinary farmhouse courtyard, and the door is decorated with a layer of black paint is not public.

He was about to knock on the door directly, but Qingqing twisted his tail, walked over with a chuckle, and a cloud of purple qi condensed in his palm, patted him on the back of the shoulder, and joked.

"Dog, look at you in tattered clothes, why are you embarrassed to meet people?"

Between the words, the purple qi lingered on his body several times like a thread, and after the purple qi dissipated, it clearly turned into a light purple robe.

"Qingqing ......" Xiao Guangling glanced down, and was thinking about thanking him, but he didn't expect a sudden boom from behind the door!

In a stunned moment, his reaction was not slow, and he took advantage of the situation to block his arms horizontally in front of him, and shouted fiercely!

Sawdust flew, and the bricks and stones in the sky were splashed, but I saw countless long swords condensed and converged into a cold silver stream! It was the silver scale madness that was drawn out by the sword array laid out by the disciples of Qingshan Guan yesterday!

"Sure enough, you still don't plan to give up?"

As soon as the thought flashed, he didn't have the heart to think about it, he secretly took a breath, and silently recited the spell of the blood boiling technique in his heart.

In the rising green mang's energy, there was a slight wisp of red qi rising up, and between the two green and red qi rising, two clouds of turbid qi were faintly seen wandering and symbiotic!

"Yuan Linggong?"

Qingqing happened to see the two clouds of turbid energy behind him, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Yuan Linggong is a cultivation method, used to regulate luck, and what is important is to calm the mind and condense the mind, but at this moment, why is he able to run Yuan Linggong?

The sudden burst of silver-scaled madness just took Xiao Guangling down the steps with just a look, and when he saw that he still couldn't resist it, he snorted and paused!

The supported left foot stepped on the ground and cracked inch by inch, and the rising green and red energy vigorously encouraged him to wear a purple shirt and make a fierce sound!

It's still the same green tendons, and it's still the same gritted teeth, but this time he really didn't take half a step back!

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Qingqing looked at the turbid two qi that was flying around on his body, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.

"Resisted!"

The strength of the silver scale madness that was several zhang long was ten thousand, and every time the impact and tail swing, more than a dozen flying swords attacked in unison! But Xiao Guangling snorted again and again, Rao is blue tendons on his forehead still blocked this sword momentum!

"Sure enough!"

When the Yuan Spirit Gong is cast, the demonic power in the Spirit Peach Ancient Tree will be naturally released, and the True Yuan, which was originally powerless in the relay, will also be replenished, even if he is not qualified enough to have such demonic power, he can still bear it at this moment!

Just when he was secretly happy, above the Qingshan Temple in the distance, the purple-robed old Taoist from yesterday had a gloomy face like water, and waved his hand coldly.

Seeing him wave his hand, hundreds of disciples in the main hall made a promise, and rushed out in unison!

Before Qingshan looked at the gate, Qingqing looked at Xiao Guangling's calves and trembled, and knew that his body could not bear such a vast demonic power, so he urged angrily.

"Don't be sassy, a dozen or so little Taoist priests can force you to look like this, are you quite sassy? ”

There is no need for this girl to remind him, Xiao Guangling actually has a bitter self-knowledge, he secretly bit the tip of his tongue, took a deep breath, and urged the blood boiling technique again!

The blood boiling technique is a miscellaneous article in the Yuan Linggong, and it can be regarded as a secret method of cultivation such as the dragon python.

The dragon's blood is irritable, and the python is cold, so the snake python will use this blood boiling technique when practicing in the hope of having the cultivation effect of the dragon clan.

This method is Qingqing's private collection, and it is indeed a tried and tested method, but what she didn't think about was that Xiao Guangling was not her ordinary snake python incarnation, but a soil dog giving birth to wisdom.

was originally a very poorly qualified physique, but now the blood boiling technique is introduced, which makes him feel even more uncomfortable.

Yesterday, Xiao Guangling faintly felt that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to think about it at the time, and at this moment, he felt that his hands and feet were swollen by three points!

"No! my body can't take it!"

He secretly said something bad in his heart, he was thinking about suppressing this blood boiling technique, but he didn't expect a meteor-like flying sword to suddenly burst out above the hall in the distance!

The cold light gathers, and it all becomes a trend!

The silver-scaled madness gathered by the sword array skyrocketed several feet, and it was headed by a mad dragon flick!

Xiao Guangling had just performed two blood boiling techniques in succession, and at this moment, he was restless and performed the Yuan Spirit Skill, but seeing those dozens of flying swords attacking the front door was like a siege hammer!

Just listen to the sound of "bang"!

Lingtao Gumu instinctively attracted the demonic power to resist the dozens of flying swords, and the surging demonic power instantly broke through the qi veins around him, but for a while, there was a burst of blood rain!

"Xiao Guangling !!"

The change was sudden, Rao is Qingqing deliberately set the formation, and he didn't expect it to be such an ending at all!

She subconsciously urged Zhenyuan to force the hundreds of Qingshanguan disciples to retreat, but she didn't expect that at this time, the green mangs on Xiao Guangling's body, who was blood-stained, rose and grew again!

The 10,000-year-old spirit peach, how magnificent the aura of heaven and earth absorbed!

Breaking through the limitations of the qi veins, these demonic powers are even more surging!

The vitality in it quickly healed the body of Xiao Guangling, the host, and inevitably destroyed his body when it was turbulent!

The cycle of life and death, between yin and yang!

The turbid two qi drawn by Yuan Linggong suddenly rotated rapidly, as if it was a talisman magic weapon, and it actually swept the silver-scaled madness away a few steps!

The disciples of Qingshan Guan were still quite angry for a while, and secretly gritted their teeth to urge the flying sword, attracting the silver-scaled mad Jiao to rush over!

For a moment, I even faintly heard the wild Jiao roaring, letting out bursts of dragon groans!

It's just that the Jiao head condensed by dozens of long swords hit Xiao Guangling's head head-on, and the Qingmang Qi Wall three feet away next to Xiao Guangling broke like a clay sculpture!!

The mad Jiao is dead, and the sword is dead!

Dozens of Qingshanguan disciples snorted first, and they all vomited blood and sat on the ground. And Xiao Guangling was in the midst of the green and red energy rising, faintly rising, as if he was about to soar in the daytime!