A behemoth poked its head out of the swirling cloud vortex, with a horse face, eagle claws, antlers, fish scales, and a snake body, which is the image of the totem of Chinese legend, the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon. The blue scales are illuminated by electric light, and they look brilliant and imposing.

The dragon shook its slender beard and glanced majestically at the people below, as if looking at ants.

Spreading its fangs, it let out an earth-shattering beast roar again, and the giant dragon shook its blue dragon body more than a hundred meters long and pounced in the direction where Qingfeng was standing.

The four people below looked at the blue dragon with a blue face and rushed towards them violently, and their hearts were scattered. In the end, Qingfeng bit the tip of his tongue, and was the first to wake up, and shouted: "Heaven and earth are transformed, and the four elephants are demons out!" After speaking, Qingfeng held the sword in his left hand, and quickly wiped the sword body with two fingers in his right hand, and wisps of blood came out along the blade.

Zhou Haoyun, who came to his senses, followed suit and used his own essence and blood to wash the Demon Sealing Sword. The Demon Sealing Sword was nourished by the essence of blood, emitting a long ray of light, and it was spitting in the void.

Regardless of Jingyuan's loss, the four of Qingfeng kept playing tricks against the Demon Sealing Sword. After absorbing the power of essence blood and true yuan, the four demon-sealing swords became brighter and more dazzling, emitting a pleasant sword roar, and spun rapidly.

Looking at the blue dragon that was getting closer and closer, a trace of fierceness flashed in Qingfeng's eyes, and he pointed at the position of the dragon with two fingers in the middle of the food: "Open!"

The four Demon Sealing Swords suddenly burst out with four silver-white beams of light, merging into one in the process of flying, forming a super-large pillar of light that the two of them embraced.

The pillars of light and the dragon collided together, making a sizzling sound.

The unicorn saw that the dragon was blocked, and showed a hint of dissatisfaction. His hands are interlocked, and his mouth is full of words.

The dragon, which had been held back from moving an inch, seemed to be infused with new strength, and its claws pressed against the silver-white pillar of light, and its hideous fangs bit down on the top of the pillar of light.

The rock-solid pillar of light began to melt little by little.

Qingfeng and the others were pale and urged the magic trick with all their might, but they were still suppressed by the dragon that suddenly became powerful and fell to the ground little by little.

As the minutes passed, the dragon slowly approached Qingfeng and the others.

Although the situation seemed precarious, the Breeze Lords, who had been suppressed to the ground by the dragon, showed a strange hint of joy.

Although the dragon had dissolved ninety percent of the pillar of light, it had also decayed seventy-seven or eighty-eight of its own. The shape of the real dragon gradually became transparent.

Seeing that they were about to resolve a big killing move, Qingfeng and the others suddenly mustered up their remaining courage, and the magic technique frantically struck towards the Demon Sealing Sword suspended in front of them.

At the critical juncture when the true essence in everyone's body was about to be exhausted, the blue dragon finally consumed all the energy, and the body began to gradually disintegrate into blue points of light and dissipate into the air.

And the four swords of the Demon Sealing, which had been diffracting out a silvery white pillar of light, also turned into metal powder in the sky after emitting a crisp 'snap' sound as the blue dragon dissipated.

Shen Tiexin, who was sweating profusely, sat on the ground, panting while pointing at the Qilin and laughing: "Yuan Infant Monk, it's just like that." It's better to be famous than to meet!"

Qingfeng, Zhou Haoyun and Liu Yujian on the side all laughed when they heard this, since they have the heart of death, what else is there to scruple about.

Qilin looked down at the four people below who ignored him, and he didn't get angry, but smiled playfully, and said a little mockingly: "Really?"

I saw that in the broken abdomen of the dragon, a crystal clear, blue water ball with water waves in it was gradually revealed in front of everyone, looking beautiful.

But Qingfeng saw this blue water ball, but he showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost, and his pupils contracted sharply.

"Aoi Water God Thunder! ”

The Qilin, which was more than a kilometer above the ground, laughed maniacally, and his voice was a little perverted because of its sharpness: "To paraphrase your disciple's words, it's too late." Hahaha!"

The suspended blue water balloon made a sound of blisters bursting, and the noisy and chaotic playground suddenly became silent, leaving only a chill to the bone.

The martial arts arena with a radius of thousands of meters was instantly frozen into a lifeless white glacier by the Aoi Water Divine Thunder that Qingfeng said.

Countless Void Breaking Disciples and black-clothed people were frozen into vivid ice sculptures, and each of them still maintained the shocked, frightened, and confused expressions on their faces.

Seeing Zhou Haoyun, Shen Tiexin, and Liu Yuji being frozen one by one, the smile on the corner of Qilin's mouth expanded slightly, he was very satisfied with his masterpiece, and he didn't take the hundreds of black-clothed people who were exterminated by himself in his eyes at all. In order to achieve the final victory, a small sacrifice is completely negligible.

But when he shifted his gaze to Qingfeng, his originally smiling eyes suddenly became cold.

In the middle of the martial arts arena, an unusually thick green teng circled around, wrapped in a thick layer of ice. A turquoise sprout emerged from the green vine little by little, struggling to break through the ice.

With a click, cracks appeared in the ice that enveloped the green vines, and they quickly cracked.

The green vine stretched out like a spiritual snake, swaying from side to side enchantingly. The breeze leaned against the root of the green vine, his left hand drooping weakly, blood flowing down his shoulder to the middle finger of his left hand, dripping into the dirt.

"Are you still alive?" Qilin's voice was a little resentful, first he didn't take Shen Tiexin's Yang True Fire, and then there were still people who could survive under his own lore, which made him feel extremely angry.

"You killed my three junior disciples and hundreds of Void Breaking Disciples, without paying a price, how can I be willing to die?" Qingfeng asked in an unusually calm tone, but the corners of his eyes still accidentally showed a trace of unwillingness and grief.

"You, a monk in the Dan period, still want me to pay the price? Qilin sneered, and the successive miscalculations made him no longer able to maintain the realm of stopping his heart.

"If you are not ashamed to say it, you will know if you try it. Qingfeng stared at the unicorn and said word by word.

Looking at Qingfeng's lonely eyes, as if he was just a pile of dead things, Qilin was even more angry, waved his right hand, and scolded angrily: "Go die!"

A half-moon-shaped flame energy struck towards the wind that was already a little unstable with a trace of violent force.

The green vine, which had been swaying, suddenly stopped swinging, and lightning shot out, and a whip slammed the flame knife into smoke.

After doing all this, the green vine retracted deftly and continued to guard the breeze.

Although the green vine was able to disperse the flame knife, a small piece of it was blackened by the flames at the top of the tree vine.

"Plant talents?" looked at the green vine that was as psychic as a living thing, and the Qilin asked uncertainly.

"Yes, you also take my move Chito Strike. As soon as the breeze fell, hundreds of green vines broke through the ice, like bloodthirsty snakes, and swept towards the unicorn in the sky at a very fast speed.

Seeing so many green vines rushing towards him without warning, looking like they were choosing someone to devour, the Qilin was also startled, and while flying backwards, he condensed a large number of cyan wind blades and shot at the green vines.

It's a pity that these hundred or so green vines are not the main vines that protect the breeze, and many green vines are twisted by several wind blades, and the position of the roots is cut in two.

When the unicorn retreated to a height that the green vine could not reach, the position of the right calf was accidentally struck by a tree vine, and a trouser leg was swept away.

Glancing at his tattered beggar-like clothes, Qilin seemed calm on the surface, but in fact, he was furious in his heart, and he had conquered so many third-rate cultivation sects, and this was the first time he had made such a mess.

In fact, he can't be blamed for this, after all, the Xiuzhen sect that attacked before didn't need to be a Yuan Infant Cultivator at all, he just needed to sit in control. But no one expected that the inconspicuous-looking Void Breaking Sect would have four monks in the late stage of the Yudan, and even a spirit beast in the Yuan Infant stage.

As a last resort, Qilin had no choice but to take out his natal magic weapon and hand it to Suzaku, Xuanwu went to suppress the enlightened beast, and he and the green dragon and white tiger took care of the others.

As a result, as soon as he came on the field, Qinglong hugged one of the other party's foundation building stage disciples and died together, making people want to cry without tears. Immediately after that, Xuanwu and Vermilion Bird couldn't suppress the enlightened beast, and they transferred the white tiger again, and finally evolved into a master of the late stage of the four major knots alone.

According to common sense, even if it is a monk in the late stage of Yudan, no matter how many there are, it is impossible to hurt the master of the Yuan Infant Stage in the slightest.

But because the Qilin divided the natal magic weapon to suppress the enlightened, it can only exert fifty percent of its strength at most, otherwise just the trick of Long Xiang is also a famous magic power in the Yuan Infant Period, and it can turn the four Qingfeng into ashes, how can it make such an embarrassment now.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and with a pinch of his hands, a faint skull gradually appeared, emitting an eerie ghost laugh.

Fearing that the power would not be enough, the Qilin Luck squeezed his index finger and forced out a wisp of blood to shoot into the skull's mouth.

The skull doubled in size after absorbing the essence blood, and black clouds appeared on its body, making it look fierce.

"Go. The unicorn gave an order, and the skull flew towards the ground with a black wind ghost crying wolf howl.

The main vine guarding the breeze and the breeze have a heart-to-heart connection, and without waiting for the breeze to order, he himself greeted the skull.

The skull looked at the thick green vine in front of him, and was not surprised, and a black cloud erupted from his mouth, binding the green vine from the whip so that he could not move.

After a few bites, the green vine was gnawed off by a third of the skull, and suddenly lost its spirituality and withered.

As if it felt that the taste was wrong, the skull ignored the half-dead green vine, turned its head and flew towards the breeze again, for it, the flesh and blood of the cultivator were the real delicacy.