When Ji Chengche got up and pounced on Lin Yin, the pressure on Zhe Yuhang's body dropped sharply.

Just a moment ago, he felt as if he had been nailed to the spot by an invisible and cold blade, and he didn't dare to act rashly with a chill all over his body.

That terrible coercion had only been felt in Shizun's body before.

Rao was like this, and while he was happy, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Is this kid crazy?"

Lin Yin didn't expect Ji Chengche to make a move at him, and his whole body exuded undisguised killing intent, his eyes were cold and expressionless, and he was clearly enchanted!

He raised his sword eyebrows and scolded in a low voice, "Idiot!" and swung his knife at Ji Chengqing.

He knew very well that this knife would not be able to hurt Ji Chengqing at all. As long as Ji Chengche took out even one percent of the power of splitting the lion's kiss, his arms and even his body would be torn to pieces.

But since he was sensible, Lin Yin didn't have the word cowardice in his mind.

You can not fight the enemy who can be beaten, but the enemy who can't be beaten must be beaten!

With this slash, he seemed to have returned to the shore of the snow-topped Dragon Lake, calm and fearless.

Seeing Lin Yin slashing at him, the corners of Ji's clear lips escaped with a touch of disdain, and he opened the five fingers of his right hand and grabbed the blade.

At this moment of life and death, a green shadow suddenly floated out of the dense forest, and the withered palm gently slapped forward.

"Smack!" The surrounding vitality of the palm grasping exchange sent out a violent agitation, and the faint space also rippled like ripples.

Ji Chengche was repelled by a volley for dozens of feet, and his body sank and stumbled into the stream.

"Bang!" a splash of water splashed on his body, condensing into a layer of black frost in the blink of an eye.

"Dragon Boat Festival?" Ji Chengche stood firm, his eyes fixed on the old man in Tsing Yi, and a wisp of fierce color swept into his eyes.

Dragon Boat Festival respectfully saluted Ji Chengche and said, "Your Highness, you are tired." ”

His voice was low and slow, full of a strange magic, which drifted into Ji Qing's ears.

Ji Cheng's mind was inexplicably in a trance, and he suddenly felt a strong tiredness attack, his mind was groggy and sleepy, and he heard the voice of the Dragon Boat Festival in his ears saying: "Relax your whole body and breathe luck, it's good for a while." ”

As if hypnotized, Ji Chengche involuntarily sat down cross-legged in the stream, closed his eyes and calmed his qi and blood.

Gradually, under the urging of the Dragon Boat Festival's "Great Summoning Demon Sound", Ji Cheng's restless Holy Dragon Heart began to return to calm.

In his consciousness of the sky, wisps of clouds and clouds are generated and gathered, and gradually gather sand into towers and merge into pieces, which is much better than before, faintly glowing with colorful light and has the potential to impact the sea of xia.

Below Zhitian, the waves of the Linghai were ups and downs, as if they were boiling, and the splashing waves rose and fell in the air one after another, and they were forged into pieces of black ice rocks floating on the sea.

This is a magnificent scene of Gang Qi gathering in Ji Cheng's clear little Qiankun.

Fang Caiji's clear Holy Dragon Heart awakened, and the Holy Dragon Essence Blood of the Emperor rushed out like a flood that broke the embankment, and at this moment, it suddenly flowed back into the small Qiankun, and suddenly underwent earth-shaking upheavals, and the vapor spirit sea shook the Qiankun, constantly derived and accumulated wisps of Qi, and then coalesced and formed like a rock, and no longer returned to the Black Sea Ocean like before.

Suddenly, Ji's clear spiritual sea turned into a boundless tripod, the black water boiled and the golden light rippled, and the steaming clouds were like brocade, stripping out all the impurities contained in it, leaving only the pure and transparent Gang gas condensed into crystal ice rock.

——Boiling the sea to refine stones, refining and refining gas.

So two months after being promoted to the Hongmeng Initial Division, Ji Chengche actually took another big step forward and stepped into the new realm of the Metaverse martial arts.

From this moment on, he really touched the threshold of a martial arts powerhouse, so that he could use Datong Gang Qi to criticize and fight against the enemy in actual combat.

After the Dragon Boat Festival gave two packs of different wound medicine to Lin Yin and Zhe Yuhang respectively, he has been guarding Ji Chengqing's side.

He didn't expect that Ji Chengche would suddenly boil under the stimulation of the Holy Dragon's Heart, and without warning, he would attack the Boiling Sea Refining Stone Realm, and he succeeded in one fell swoop.

The Dragon Boat Festival lived for nearly 100 years, and in the past 100 years, he heard and saw that he didn't know how many so-called promising teenagers, and they all died in front of this pass with hatred.

As a result, Ji Chengche walked by easily and without danger "accidentally", but he taught others how to be embarrassed.

"Emperor, Your Royal Highness Princess...... I have a successor to the Great Qin Demon Clan. ”

Dragon Boat Festival's gaze seemed to be able to penetrate Ji Qing's body, and he could see at a glance the changes that were taking place in his small Qiankun, and his old face showed a look of relief.

Even more astonishing changes followed, and the large chunks of ice and rock in Ji's clear spiritual sea slowly smelted and condensed, and the city became bigger and bigger, and it took less than an hour to exceed ten zhang square!

The Dragon Boat Festival couldn't help but be moved, such a fast qi refining speed was really something he had only seen in his life. If this momentum continues, maybe Ji Chengche will be able to break through the immeasurable realm of mountains and seas before he is ten years old!

As far as the Dragon Boat Festival knows, Emperor Xuanyuan, who has now stepped into the Holy Realm, was over ten years old when she was promoted to the Boundless Realm of Mountains and Seas, and she was once known as the first day of the Demon Race after Xuanyuan Jinglun.

It is no wonder that the emperor will spend a lot of effort on Ji Chengche's body, and even go to the Northern Wilderness to make careful preparations.

Could it be that the burden of the revival of the demon race can really fall on this child?

The sky in the valley grew darker between thoughts, and Zheyu came over.

He glanced at Ji Chengqing, and it was difficult to hide his jealousy between his eyebrows, but he was afraid of the unfathomable cultivation of the Dragon Boat Festival, so he could only endure the killing.

"Sir, this place is not suitable for a long time, should we leave immediately?"

Dragon Boat Festival slowly turned his head to look at Zhe Yuhang, knowing that he was a disciple secretly accepted by Emperor Xuanyuan, but compared to Ji Chengqing, he was naturally close.

He said slowly, "Are you in a hurry to leave?"

Zhe Yuhang's dizzy gaze at the old Dragon Boat Festival was inexplicably heartbroken, only to find that Lin Yin had already woken up, but he continued to cultivate quietly on the side, far more calm than him.

"I'm worried that there are many ghost riders, and if they chase them, there will be more bad luck. ”

"That's it," Dragon Boat nodded casually, then turned his gaze back to Ji Cheng's body, and said, "You left on your own, why bother asking me?"

Zhe Yuhang touched a nail and felt resentful in his heart, but he knew that he couldn't afford to provoke this demon old man who seemed to be half-cut into the ground no matter what.

He raised his right hand and pressed his left shoulder, bowed slightly to the Dragon Boat Festival and said, "In that case, the junior will leave." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the earth suddenly trembled, and a flock of birds fluttered in terror in the dense forest in the distance.

Zhe Yuhang's face changed, and when he looked up, he saw a fierce black eagle in the air flying towards this quickly, and the Yin Yuan Liang on the eagle's back let out a roar from his mouth, obviously recruiting reinforcements.

Lin Yin immediately drew his sword and stood beside Ji Chengqing, staring at the black eagle with blazing eyes.

Yin Yuan Liang had already noticed the traces of Ji Chengche and the others, although he was a little surprised that there was an old man from the Tsing Yi Demon Clan next to him, but he didn't think much about it.

He instigated the Black Hawk to swoop down and sneered, "Little bastard, where do I see you running?!"

Dragon Boat Festival's face immediately turned cold, you must know that Yin Yuan Liang's sentence also includes Ji Chengqing.

Seeing that Yin Yuan Liang was driving the black eagle and was more than ten zhang high from the ground, the Dragon Boat Festival suddenly raised his hand and pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and the sword of his body was like a green crane rising from the sky.

Yin Yuan Liang was taken aback, and before he could see the momentum of the Dragon Boat Festival clearly, he heard a mournful roar of the black eagle under the seat, and the head of the eagle fell down with blood!

The sword flashed and pierced the sky, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring, reaching Yin Yuan Liang's throat!

Yin Yuan Liang was like falling into an ice cave, firmly suppressed by a terrifying invisible momentum and unable to move, knowing that his mind was taken by the other party, he couldn't help but be shocked.

At the moment of life and death, he summoned reinforcements with a sharp roar, and his body desperately leaned back to break away from the black eagle and tumble up.

The soft sword of the Dragon Boat Festival went into the air, swaying the big sleeves and slapping into a stick, and the slamming sound of the barrage was firmly pumped on the waist and back of the Yin Yuan Liang.

Yin Yuan Liang screamed miserably, his body flipped and fell from the sky, and the blood in his mouth spurted wildly and fell to the ground.

In the moment before he died, Tang Xueluo's words suddenly sounded in his mind: "You will regret it......"

It turned out that what the girl said was true, but unfortunately everyone thought it was a joke at the time.

He reluctantly raised his head and wanted to warn Dou Ju Crocodile and Feng Juhuang, who were rushing here, not to slack off on the enemy, but his body trembled suddenly and he lost his breath.

Lin Yin and Zhe Yuhang saw their hearts shaken and wondered, but they didn't expect that Yin Yuanliang, the fourth master who was as strong as the Rao Mountain Ghost Cavalry, was like a branch that could be broken in front of the Dragon Boat Festival.

Zhe Yuhang was even more annoyed, why was such a peerless powerhouse willing to protect Ji Chengche's protector, but he regarded the dignified son of the Silver Tooth tribe as nothing?

"Hugh hurt my brother!"

With a shout, Dou Ju Crocodile, the big leader of the Raoshan ghost cavalry, arrived on his horse, and saw the scene of Yin Yuan Liang falling from the air and dying.

His eyes were about to split, he turned over his hand and pulled out a six-zhang long blood crocodile whip, jumped up in the air, and shook his hand and whipped towards the Dragon Boat Festival.

Behind him, Feng Juhuang, the number two of the Raoshan ghost cavalry, led more than 100 ghost cavalry along both sides of the stream and was swarming here.

"Smack!" Dragon Boat Festival's left palm slapped away the swept blood crocodile whip, and his figure fluttered back to Ji Chengqing's side, and looked at Dou Giant Crocodile coldly and said, "Dou Giant Crocodile, you are so bold!"

Dou Ju Crocodile was stunned for a moment, vaguely felt that this voice was a little familiar, and then looked at the appearance of the Dragon Boat Festival, and couldn't help but be shocked, and hesitated: "You are ......"

Dragon Boat Festival snorted coldly, took out a jade plaque from his sleeve, and spread it out towards the giant crocodile from afar.

"Old Marquis?" Seeing the jade plate in the Dragon Boat Festival's hand, Dou Ju Crocodile exclaimed.

While the two were talking, Feng Juhuang led more than 100 ghost horsemen to arrive, opened his bow and set up a strong crossbow aimed at the Dragon Boat Festival, and roared angrily: "Kill this old thing, avenge General Yin!"

"Stop!" Dou Giant Crocodile scolded sharply, threw down the blood crocodile whip and bowed to the Dragon Boat Festival across the stream: "The last general Dou Giant Crocodile, meet the Marquis of Yongchang!"

"What, this bad old man is the Marquis of Yongchang?"

The ghost riding array let out a commotion and whispers, and everyone looked at the Dragon Boat Festival with wide eyes in shock.

Feng Juhuang had just rescued Yin Yuan Liang, but found that he had died of anger, and he couldn't help but be sad and angry. After hearing that the murderer was actually the Marquis of Yongchang of Great Qin, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Old ...... Master Hou, you, why did you want to kill General Yin?"

The Dragon Boat Festival allowed Dou Ju Crocodile to kneel on the ground, and said indifferently: "He scolded His Royal Highness for insulting the emperor in person, and leaving a whole corpse is already an old and decrepit extrajudicial kindness." ”

"Little ...... Temple...... Down?" Dou giant crocodile Huo Ran looked up at the purple-haired boy beside the Dragon Boat Festival, and was suddenly stunned, and his mind was blank.

He only now understands that what Yin Yuan Liang brought back was not a treasure, but a catastrophe. From the moment Ji Chengche was caught, the Rao Mountain Ghost Cavalry was doomed!