"Poof—"

A wind blade cut through his flesh, and the cold breath penetrated through the bone marrow. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info can see that the wound is black, there is no blood, and the flesh and blood on the edge of the wound are directly dissolved.

"Oh, what a strong body. ”

The Eagle King was a little surprised, although it was just a simple wind blade, but in his opinion, for Qinglian, who had lost her resistance, this wind blade was enough to cut him into two pieces and end his life completely.

However, he was only surprised, he was slashed by his wind blade, the wound could not heal, and the special power contained in the yin wind could erode the flesh and blood, and even the strong people who had just entered the law could not resist it, in his opinion, Qinglian at this time was dead.

At this time, at this moment of crisis, under the diffusion of the erosive power of the yin wind, Qinglian's potential was stimulated, and a mysterious aura appeared, healing his wounds.

This is the power of vitality, and the green lotus itself is conceived by infinite vitality, and these vitality forces are contained in his body on weekdays, and they do not manifest and do not bring him any help.

But today, under the provocation of the erosive force, under the threat of death, these living forces have begun to manifest themselves and resist the erosive force.

Under the nest, there are no eggs.

If Qinglian's physical body is completely eroded, the vitality power will only be a rootless ping, and it will inevitably disappear.

With the help of vitality, it was not long before the black wound healed, leaving not even a trace.

The Eagle King frowned, Yin Wind, does not belong to the human world, he got it by chance, and when he fused with Yin Wind, he only got some fragment information, it is called Yin Wind, it comes from hell, and it can eliminate the anger of all things.

This is the strongest means he thinks he has, he has never missed, and the power of the Yin Hell is so powerful that even if he is asked to face a strong person in the law, he will dare to fight.

But now, he felt a huge crisis, Qinglian actually broke his Yin Wind, a fourth-level Qi Cultivation Ant actually broke the Yin Wind that seemed impossible to break in his opinion, although it was only a small path, only a small part of the entire Yin Hell Divine Power.

"How did you do that?"

The Eagle King's voice was cold, stiff, and uncanny.

"What?"

Thanks to the help of the vitality force, his physical body had begun to slowly recover, and the eerie cold could not continue to freeze his physical body.

"Hmph, if you don't say it, you won't survive today anyway. ”

The two words he replied were extremely harsh to the Eagle King, and such a casual demeanor was more like a naked insult. What, whether he didn't know or didn't care at all, these two words made him angrier than all the words Qinglian had said before.

His soul seemed to have been hit by Qinglian's fluttering two words, he seemed to be calm, but in fact, anger had almost overwhelmed his reason.

The strongest supernatural power was broken by an ant who practiced qi cultivation, which was unacceptable to him.

At this moment, it seemed to feel the anger of the master, and in the wind hell, the wind blade resurfaced, not one, but one, densely, this was intended to kill him.

Qinglian saw clearly this time that the wind blade was also black, revealing a chill, like a peerless divine blade, flickering with cold light there.

He didn't have to wait long, and the next moment, they fell in pieces, trying to cut him to the bone. In his body, the vitality of life is surging wildly, and at this moment, every cell of his has a trace of blue-green, endless.

But these are obviously not enough, Qinglian understands that when cultivating his physical body, his physical body has undergone an ultimate transformation, resulting in a chaotic attribute.

For all spells and attacks, unless it involves the level of the Great Dao Law, it will have a great immunity. Although this black wind blade of the Yin Hell is special, it has not yet transcended the scope of energy.

This is also the main reason why he was able to hold on for the first time, and the Eagle King's statement that the strong cannot resist, and it is not false.

But even with this, in the face of the overwhelming wind blade attack, he is still dead.

"The wind—"

Qinglian's eyes flashed with determination, and she let out a loud shout, manifesting the Wind Divine Text that she had just comprehended, and a breeze appeared out of thin air, although it was weak, but it was very tenacious, protecting him.

However, there were still some wind blades that broke through the protection of the Wind Divine Text, broke through his flesh, and melted his blood and bones.

She said that the innate divine text can devour the spiritual objects of heaven and earth to grow, and this yin wind also belongs to a kind of wind attribute heaven and earth spiritual objects, and I don't know if it can be devoured by the divine text of the wind. ”

Qinglian's eyes flashed with light and madness.

Now that there was no choice, he was going to try.

In the next moment, the Divine Text of the Communication Wind gave up resisting the wind blade, and instead a weak suction force appeared, which would not be noticeable at all if he was not careful.

At this moment, Qinglian's heart also became nervous, if he couldn't succeed, he would be torn to pieces by countless wind blades in an instant, even if he had endless vitality to recover, it would be too late.

The Eagle King's eyes showed a monstrous killing intent, if he still had a trace of appreciation for Qinglian before, now this appreciation has been replaced by killing intent.

In an instant, he was surrounded by countless wind blades, and the cold light alone seemed to break through his skin and strangle him.

"Brother!" the lips of Tsing Yi below were bitten white.

The sky was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything, but through telepathy with Qinglian, she could sense that Qinglian was facing a huge life-and-death crisis at this time.

She stared at the sky without blinking, and even though she couldn't see anything, she didn't open her mouth to shout, because that would distract her brother.

Qinglian doesn't know how long it has been, her body has revealed her white bones, only her head, under the protection of the Wind Divine Text, is still intact.

He was not mistaken, the Wind Divine Text was indeed devouring the Wind Blade, and all the Wind Blades that were close to the Wind Divine Text were devoured, and in the face of the Wind Divine Text, the Wind Blade seemed to have no resistance.

Just like a torrential rainstorm, no matter how powerful it is, it flows into the boundless sea, and it can no longer make waves. It can be seen that the god of wind is evolving itself, and the traces of the day after tomorrow have been removed, becoming more and more simple and elegant.

It is transforming into a true innate deity.

The pain from all over his body gathered together, almost numbing his nerves and leaving his spirit blank. But he forcibly endured, he couldn't let his nerves numb, that would lose his perception of the outside world, his control of the physical body, he had to stay awake.

In doing so, he also seemed to stimulate a certain mysterious potential of the physical body, and every cell in the body absorbed the vitality of the circulating body, and began to divide and reorganize rapidly, and some weak cells were eliminated, and his physical body, between destruction and rebirth, was constantly strengthened and perfected.

The most important thing was that the healing speed of his physical body had increased several times at this moment, almost resisting the destruction of the wind blade.

Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief, and separated part of her consciousness to sink into the Wind Divine Text in front of her, realizing its self-improvement, which was a great opportunity, and at the same time, she also controlled the Wind Divine Text to increase the speed of absorption.

The strength of the Yin Wind is not in its attack, but in its strange erosion power, almost like a tarsal bone, unable to defend and indelible, once hit, the wound cannot be healed, and even become more and more serious, unless it is not touched by the Yin Wind, which is somewhat similar to Tsing Yi's spiritual technique.

However, at this time, Qinglian found a way to restrain the yin wind.

Outside, the Eagle King has been staring at the Wind Hell, this is the evolution of his supernatural powers, and naturally he can't resist his gaze. At the beginning, looking at Qinglian's tragic condition, he had a sneer on his face, and looking at Qinglian's dying struggle, his mood seemed to be much better.

"No, how could you not be dead, how could you not be dead!"

In the end, his eyes completely changed, because a quarter of an hour had passed, and although Qinglian looked extremely miserable, he was still alive, and his condition was even slowly improving.

"Weng-"

Suddenly, the suction of the Wind Divine Text increased violently, obviously, its evolution had reached a critical moment, the Wind Hell shook, and countless newly formed Wind Blades frantically rushed towards the Wind Divine Text at this moment.

Even, the wind hell itself is disintegrating, turning into black winds, with a cold aura that ends all things, the heavens and the earth are bleak, and the flowers and trees below are directly withered.

"No!"

At this moment, the Eagle King roared, this black wind was the body of the Yin wind, it was the trace of origin, but now, he saw that it was approaching the mysterious rune above Qinglian's head.

He had an intuition in his heart that once this Yin Wind approached the Wind Divine Text, he would completely lose control of the Yin Wind.

Roaring, a black ball-like thing appeared above his head, and as soon as it appeared, it devoured all the light, this is the demon pill.

His demon pill was infected by the yin wind and turned black, and it was also because of this that his demon pill had a certain control over the yin wind.

The Demon Pill is very important to a demon clan, and it is generally not easy to take it out, but at this time, seeing that the Yin Wind was about to be swallowed by the Wind Divine Text, the Eagle King only had the idea of retaking the Yin Wind in his heart.

However, it failed, and the moment the demon pill appeared, the yin wind did pause for a moment, but soon, it continued to fly towards the wind god Wen.

"Die!"

The Eagle King roared, and the Demon Pill went directly towards Qinglian, exuding terrifying suction, wanting to take back the Yin Wind, and even absorb and devour the Wind Divine Text together.

Qinglian's eyes were very cold, but he didn't stop it, at this moment, the Wind Divine Text was evolving towards the true Innate Divine Text, with the blessing of the power of heaven and earth, the Eagle King was completely looking for death.

There was no earth-shattering collision, and the Wind Divine Wen jumped lightly, directly imprinted on the demon pill, and countless essences were absorbed, and a small part of them was fed back to Qinglian.

The next moment, Qinglian's face turned red, this demon pill had already gathered the essence of the Eagle King, and it was absorbed by the Wind Divine Wen at this time, even if only one percent was fed back to him, it was not something he could bear.

Fortunately, his physical body is strong enough, and his qi sea is far wider than that of ordinary people. I saw that his aura began to be disordered, which was because his cultivation was improving too quickly, so he didn't have time to restrain and control.

"Ahh

On the other side, the Eagle King shouted, at this moment, he lost contact with his own demon pill, his breath was sluggish, and his strength plummeted, falling to a trough.

The demon pill gathers the essence of their whole body, which is very important, it can be said that the cultivation of the golden pill period is all on this demon pill, and he has lost again and again, at this moment, his cultivation, although he will not fall out of the golden pill period, but only one-tenth of the total victory period is left.

"What is this?" looked at the Wind God Text, the Eagle King's eyes showed fear and... Greedy.

In his opinion, the reason why he got what he is now is entirely because of the Wind Divine Text, and if he can get the Wind Divine Text, what is everything he lost before.

Qinglian didn't answer, at this time, he was trying his best to digest the pure mana transmitted by the Wind Divine Text, and his cultivation grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he went from the early stage of the fourth layer of qi cultivation to the middle stage, paused for a few seconds, and entered the late stage again.

According to this trend, it won't be long before he can enter the fifth layer of Qi training

"Don't say it, it's okay, I'll study it slowly when I kill you. ”

Although most of his sanity was submerged, he instinctively still didn't want to see Qinglian cultivation continue to grow, and wanted to kill him.