"Stinky boy, you dare!"

Qing Zi shouted, his mind kept urging, and the Qingsuo Sword couldn't move forward, but it kept shaking in Dao Ling's hand, which showed how much power Dao Ling used. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dao Ling was already difficult to describe with anger at this time, Kunlun's disciples died two people in front of him, he had an unshirkable responsibility as a senior brother, although life and death were up to him, but this was the pressure he gave himself as a great disciple of Kunlun.

Qingsuo Sword couldn't move forward, the purple and white hair danced, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and unconsciously the white hair fell off, which was the price of the true yuan's surge.

Can't move forward, then take it back, Qingzi Shen's thoughts moved, and the power suddenly changed direction, although Dao Ling had expected it, but he was still taken out dozens of steps away by the force of the reversal, Qingmang crossed his right hand, he dodged most of it, and was still scratched a long wound, and blood kept dripping down his fingers.

"You're all going to die!"

Dao Ling's voice was gloomy and terrifying, he looked at Bao Fang, whose head was cut in half, and then at Xue Jianqing's desperate eyes looking at him.

He suddenly found that he liked the days when he usually cultivated happily on Kunlun with his junior disciples, but now two people were far away from him, just because of the three people in front of him.

A flush appeared on Dao Ling's face, his eyes were bloodshot, his clothes were floating without wind, and his black hair stood up, and he had become a madman.

"Die!" Doling roared hoarsely.

Up to now, Dao Ling is not afraid of anything at all, it is all in the god transformation period, what is there to be afraid of, the purple and green swords.

Xue Jianqing didn't even see Dao Ling's movements, his eyes flickered, and he saw Dao Ling's figure again, and Dao Ling had already swept towards Qing Zi.

Dao Ling was extremely sad and angry, and he exerted unrivaled combat power.

The Xiangyun Sword couldn't stop shaking, and the red mang actually covered the two sword rays of Zi Qing for a while, and the sword light seemed to tear the space apart and cut through the void.

If you look closely, there is still dense purple thunder light on the Xiangyun Sword, like purple lines all over the sword body of the Xiangyun Sword, and Dao Ling's momentum is unmatched for a while.

"Die!" Doling snorted again.

Qing Zi was shocked by Dao Ling's momentum for a while, and her heart suddenly burst into turmoil, how could this Dao Ling have this indomitable killing momentum, this was too shocking, and she was distracted.

Ping!

Even if Qingzi lost her mind for a short time, the Xiangyun Sword did not kill her, Du Qingqing swept out from behind Qingzi in the sky, and blocked it at this moment.

The moment Du Qingqing's flying sword and Xiangyun sword collided, the flying sword was covered with traces of cracks, like the turtle shell of a divine turtle, Du Qingqing's tiger mouth was hot, the flying sword couldn't hold it, and before the flying sword fell to the ground, it turned into speckled fragments.

Du Qingqing looked at the crazy Dao Ling in front of him vigilantly, his right hand couldn't stop trembling, how strong Dao Ling's blow was, in an instant, his flying sword was broken through by the Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder, even a trace of Immortal Thunder paralyzed his body, and now he couldn't move.

The flying sword was destroyed, the body was stagnant, and in just an instant, Dao Ling's blow subdued Du Qingqing, and Dao Ling under the mad demon was so terrifying.

Qingzi came back to her senses, her heart trembled violently when she saw this scene, and cold sweat flowed down instantly, Du Qingqing couldn't be fine, this was her only thought, otherwise the Great Elder ......

was careless, but he was still attacked by Dao Ling's divine thoughts, but he didn't expect that Dao Ling's young qualifications were so good, and the mysterious divine thoughts attack method could also be practiced.

Qing Zi jumped out in an instant, Dao Ling's sword had already swung to Du Qingqing's neck less than a finger regardless of the three seven twenty-one, Qing Zi sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the Qingsuo Sword, and the Qingsuo Sword surged thirteen sword rays towards Dao Ling.

A sword qi struck on the Xiangyun Sword and made Dao Ling's attack fall short, Du Qingqing came back to his senses again, and quickly hid behind Xuanqing and Qingzi, Du Qingrao, who had been in hell for a while, was calm, and cold sweat soaked his clothes.

"Kill him!" Du Qingqing yelled at Qing Zi in a sharp voice, he wiped the blood from his mouth, and his face became even more gloomy.

Only one of the thirteen sword rays disappeared, and the remaining twelve strangled towards Dao Ling.

Yikes!

Dao Ling's robe was cut several times by the sword qi, and the sleeves of the robe were broken off, and when they fell, they were crushed by the sword qi.

Table tennis ......

The sound of the battle between the twelve swords and the true yuan sounded, Dao Ling's auspicious cloud sword and Qing Zi's true yuan sword qi collided together, a dazzling green mang split the twelve slightly weaker green mangs, relying on the strength of the Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder, the twelve sword qi containing cyan thunder light swung out by Qing Zi were all split by Dao Ling.

The figure retreated violently, and the Xiangyun Sword in Dao Ling's hand was still trembling uncontrollably, but this time it was not because of the indoctrination of the True Yuan, but because Dao Ling's hand was shaking.

Although Dao Ling only made a move, Du Qingqing made a move, Qingzi made a move, and Dao Ling made a move, but these four moves cost the three of them a lot of true yuan and minds, and there was blood overflowing from Dao Ling's mouth, which was dried by him with his hands, originally he wanted to use the sleeves of the robe, but the sleeves of the robe had been cut off at some point.

Qingzi's spirit was also a little sluggish, his hair was messy, in order to save Du Qingqing, in a hurry, he spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, this is a damage to the foundation, if it weren't for the urgency, no one would do this.

Qingzi and Du Qingqing looked at Dao Ling again, their eyes already full of fear.

Xuanqing was occasionally distracted, and when he saw the situation next to him, he was anxious.

The Ziying Sword suddenly burst out with five purple rays, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the qi was like a purple dragon, roaring and slashing towards the five flying swords, where is the opponent of the five flying swords, plus the blessing of Xuanqing's fairy thunder, one by one was split to the ground, and the sound of clanging kept coming.

In a few afterimages, Xuan Qing had already swept to Qing Zi's side, and said with concern, "Sister Zi, are you okay?"

"It's fine. Qingzi glanced at Xuan Qing softly and said.

The flying swords of Fang Yuan's five people were shot down by the Ziying Sword, although they were not shattered like Du Qingqing's flying sword, but everyone's hearts were also hit hard, especially Sun Jingwen and Wang Yaru, who had blood spilling out of their mouths.

"Shushan's sword tricks and immortal thunder are also worthy of their reputation. Dao Ling looked at Xuan Qing and the two of them and praised.

At the same time, he was also slowing down the surging true yuan of the Mud Pill Palace, and most of his divine thoughts were drawn, just to let Qingzi lose his mind for a short time, he wanted to kill Qingzi, but Du Qingqing killed it, and killing Du Qingqing was acceptable, but Qingzi was very decisive, spurting out essence blood to save Du Qingqing, this time Dao Ling carefully calculated but did not gain anything.

No wonder the sword qi of Xuan Qing and Qing Zi was so strong, it turned out to be the Shu Mountain Sword Technique, Fang Yuan was envious in his heart.

"Hmph!" Xuan Qing replied to Dao Ling's words, only a cold snort.

The scene was quiet for a while, it was still as Fang Yuan expected, although all six people were injured, but on the surface, it seemed that they did have a slight upper hand.

Fang Yuan didn't understand that in this mysterious hall, all the strength of the Transformation Stage was there, where did Du Qingqing and the three of them have the confidence to deal with thirteen people.

At this moment, Du Qingqing suddenly slapped the mustard bracelet, and a green jade vial appeared in his hand, the size of a palm, the whole body was green, and the mouth of the bottle seemed to be a willow branch-like branch inserted into the bottle, and the water in the bottle could be seen looming.

"There's a lot for you today, and if you can break the deadlock again, I don't mind running away. ”

Du Qingqing had words in his mouth, his hands were not idle, his right hand pulled out the willow branch from the bottle, the water in the green jade vial seemed to be drained by the willow branch in an instant, Du Qingqing shook his right hand, and countless water droplets shot out of the willow branch, wrapping everyone except Du Qingqing.

For a while, a drizzle of cow's hair fell, and the raindrops were colorless and odorless, no different from ordinary rain, but they did not fall with gravity, but dripped towards everyone's flying swords.

"What is this?" Qian Dajin was shocked.

"It's not good, it's the falling spirit water. Dao Ling's complexion changed drastically, and he shouted at everyone, "Quickly take back the magic weapon, protect the mustard bracelet, and fall into the spiritual water to ignore gravity, and specifically find something with spiritual energy to wash away the spiritual energy on its body." ”

When Dao Ling reminded him, it was already a little late, although he took back the Xiangyun Sword, but the flying sword in the hands of Fang Yuan's five people was instantly wrapped in the falling spirit water, and the falling spirit water only instantly seeped into the flying sword and washed away the spiritual power of the flying sword, so everyone protected the mustard bracelet so that there was no greater loss.

The flying sword lost its aura, the light disappeared, and it could not fill the true element, which was no different from mortal iron, how could everyone fight again now?

A bottle of falling spirit water dissolved most of the combat power of Fang Yuan and the others, and everyone suffered an inexperienced loss, they didn't know this falling spirit water at all.

Losing the magic weapon, Qian Dajin, Sun Jingwen, and Wang Yaru's combat power has dropped by at least half, and they are already invincible, and this is even more desperate.

"This is a rare falling spirit water from the depths of the icebergs in the Far North, and it is a waste to use it against you. It's just a pity, it's a pity. Du Qingqing inserted the willow branch back into the green jade vial, put it into the mustard bracelet, and looked at everyone casually and said.

Dao Ling's face was gloomy and he didn't reply, and the Xiangyun Sword was withdrawn by him.

"Do it!" Du Qingqing said gloomily.

Xuan Qing and Qing Zi heard what Du Qingqing said, and the two of them instantly joined forces to sacrifice two knives, which were also blazing with blue and purple light, and slashed towards Fang Yuan and Dao Ling in an instant.

"Not dead yet!" Xuan Qing and Qing Zi roared, violently urging the two knives of Qingzi.

Xuan Qing looked at Fang Yuan and the others, Dao Ling Xiangyun Sword Aura had not been lost, and he didn't expect to kill Dao Ling with one blow, but Fang Yuan's five flying sword aura was lost, and the defensive magic weapon was destroyed by the lizard tide, who could block such a blow.

The aura of the two swords filled the hall, and the stabbing sound of the black stone was about to be cut in an instant.

For Fang Yuan's physical body, Xuan Qing and Qing Zi also heard from the Great Elder that the two of them are also people who have practiced for thousands of years, refining True Yuan, refining Divine Thoughts, and refining the physical body are the three common cultivation methods of cultivators, and the most difficult thing to achieve is refining the physical body, not to mention that Fang Yuan is not specialized in the physical body, how can he have such a strong physical body like a great demon, although the two of them know it, they don't pay attention to it.

Su Qingchi looked at the purple sword light and slashed at a group of them, gritting his teeth and raising his sword to prepare for a hard connection.

"I'll come!" Fang Yuan motioned to Su Qingchi.

Only then did Su Qingchi remember that Fang Yuan had blasted away the red auspicious clouds of the Xiangyun Sword with one punch, and the strength of his physical body was terrifying, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that there was someone with such a strong physical body.

Du Qingqing looked at Xuan Qing's sword light unusually sharp, but he knew that Fang Yuan and Dao Ling were definitely not so easy to deal with.

The falling spirit water was originally prepared to deal with Dao Ling's auspicious cloud sword, any magic weapon contaminated with the falling spirit water, it would take a lot of time to restore the aura, but Dao Ling found out, he didn't expect Dao Ling to recognize this rootless water, which he didn't expect, so he said the word pity.

In an instant, Fang Yuan pinched the seal of the Immovable Ming King, and the word "Lin" was used, and a violent True Yuan poured out of his fist, and Fang Yuan's clothes were hunting.

Fang Yuan stepped on the ground with one foot, and with a loud bang, he swung his fist to meet the sword light that fell, the purple sword light was almost five zhang long, and in that sword light was Xuan Qing urging the purple knife.

If it is not as strong as the acquired treasure, then there is a chance of winning.

Dao Ling looked at the cyan sword light that gradually enlarged in his eyes, the pure purple essence blood was damaged, and he was already injured and weak, this sword light was not to be feared.

He swung the auspicious cloud sword, shining with a red glow to meet him.

Rumble!

Fang Yuan pinched the seal of the Ming King and fought with the purple knife, and a sharp pain came from his fist, which was the pain of being slashed by the purple knife.

However, compared to the Xiangyun Sword, the power of this purple sword is not enough, far from enough.

"Ahh

Fang Yuan roared angrily, and a golden light faintly appeared in his fist, which was a manifestation of Fang Yuan's true yuan being urged to the extreme.

The stillness of the fist and knife exchange followed Fang Yuan's roar, and it was instantly unbalanced, and the purple knife was like rootless water, being blasted over by Fang Yuan.

Dragging a purple mang, the purple knife nail fell at Xuanqing's feet, and actually nailed into the middle finger of the black stone, the purple knife blade could not withstand the hardness of the black stone, and there was a crack in the blade.

There were blood stains in Fang Yuan's fist, the purple knife was very sharp, and he was injured after all.

The acquired spirit treasure, at most, is the hardness of the Qingfeng Sword, this hardness is not enough for him in the refining period, during the refining period, his divine thoughts, true yuan, and physical body have undergone qualitative changes again, Fang Yuan is confident that he can now directly shake the acquired spirit treasure.

"How is it possible!" The purple knife was damaged, Xuan Qing spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his eyes widened as he looked at the purple knife that was still rattling under his feet.

This Ziling Knife and Qingzi Qingling Knife are both magic weapons that have been refined by the two of them for thousands of years, almost comparable to the acquired spirit treasure, they are about to be among the acquired treasures, how can they be easily cracked by Fang Yuan's punch.

"I don't believe it!" Xuan Qing muttered, and even forgot to put away the Ziling Knife.

Here, the Qingling knife was driven by Qingzi to slash towards Dao Ling, and Dao Ling only used the Xiangyun Sword to resist the Qingling knife.

Ping!

The Xiangyun Sword and the Qingling Knife fought, and there were sparks splashing out in all directions, and every ping-pong sound was accompanied by terrifying energy ripples and explosions, but the collision between the acquired Lingbao and the acquired treasure, the Qingling Knife was finally defeated.

Knowing that this blow would be blocked by Dao Ling, why would Qing Zi still make a move?

A figure explained, he was so inconspicuous in this dim hall because of the ghost, and he had already jumped into the air when Dao Ling was distracted against the Qingling Sword, as if he was waiting for this moment, there was no flying sword in his hand, only the furious True Yuan, accompanied by purple light, blazing and dazzling.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Xue Jianqing had been paying attention to Dao Ling, but the figure was too fast, and before his words fell, the ghostly figure had already blasted into Dao Ling in the air in an instant.

Dao Ling turned his head to look at the fist that attacked him, the fist was as big as a mountain, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, he couldn't breathe, and at this time he was holding the Qingling knife again.

When he saw the attacking figure, his face was full of disbelief, how could the person in front of him use this trick in this way.