What Qingji was looking for was the dragon tendon that the Dragon Venerable had given him, but since he couldn't control it, he could only let it swim in the sea of qi, but now, Qingji needed to use its power, although that might cause damage to his body, but he was not afraid.

Qingji's mind seemed to turn into an invisible big hand, and he grabbed it on the dragon tendon.

Laugh at!

Qingji's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and golden light burst out from his eyes, and then he opened his arms and roared in the sky.

Roar!

What came out of Qingji's mouth was not his roar, but a clear dragon roar.

Under that dragon roar, the black dragon that swept at an extremely fast speed trembled fiercely, and a fear from the depths of the soul actually flashed in the eyes of the dragon who did not have the slightest wisdom.

"I said, my life, you are not qualified to accept it!"

Qingji looked up to the sky and laughed, and the three-colored light poured out of his body overwhelmingly, and then he raised the Dragon Source Sword, and under the shocked gaze of everyone, he turned into an illusory golden dragon behind him.

"This... It's also a dragon spirit?"

Yun Ling and the others looked at the golden dragon shadow in amazement, no matter in terms of momentum or fluctuations, the golden dragon was far superior to the black dragon.

Rumble!

There was no room for them to imagine, and under the shocked gaze of everyone, Qingji slashed out with a sword.

"Dragon Sword Battle!"

The golden dragon shuddered suddenly, then glared at the black dragon and burst out, finally colliding with it fiercely.

In this scene, even with the protection of Xuan Yishi's vitality cover, their legs and feet were still weak, and some of them even sat down with sweat on their heads, after all, Long Wei was unmatched.

The golden light and the black light filled the sky crazily, each occupying half of the sky, and the terrifying fluctuations were shocking.

In that golden light, everyone could faintly see the figure of Qingji, at this time he was still maintaining the posture just now, and on his body, there was blood flowing out, and his proud strong body also appeared Dao scars, which was not injured by Xu Lan, but the dragon tendon explosion in his body, which brought him a burden far beyond his strength.

The dragon tendon that the Dragon Venerable left in his body was by no means something that the current Qing Scar could control, even if he only used its dragon qi, it still left him covered in scars.

Blood flowed down Qingji's body, but he didn't care, there was a palpitating madness in his resolute eyes.

"Kill!"

With a roar, the gold and black colors were like two rounds of brilliant suns, and they burst out blindly in the sky, followed by the indescribable terrible fluctuations of the rage.

The golden dragon and the black dragon frantically bit and collided with each other, which was earth-shattering for a while.

On the other side, Xu Lan looked at the erosion of the double dragon with a pale face, when he saw that Qingji still had such a means, his eyes leaked a trace of fear, with the peak strength of his Divine Movement Realm, coupled with the top-grade artifact Netherworld Sword, that kind of strength, even if the dragon remnant wind did not have special means, it would inevitably be seriously injured, but the current offensive was still resisted by Qingji.

Originally, he thought that when he sacrificed the Nether Sword, he would definitely be able to distinguish the winner from the loser, but now this situation seems to have deviated from his control.

Xu Lan really couldn't imagine why Qingji had just broken through the Divine Movement Realm, but how could he have such a powerful combat power.

The golden dragon and the black dragon continued to erupt in terrifying fluctuations, and even the thick dark clouds in the sky were split at this moment.

The countless eyes around the square were already dumbfounded, and even the faces of characters like Long Remnant Feng were extremely solemn.

The golden black light spread, and the clear marks that had been standing in the air and continuously transmitting vitality to the golden dragon gradually had a touch of madness in the depths of his eyes.

"Roar!"

A low roar came from Qingji's throat, and immediately the skin of his body was torn open one after another, and bright red blood flowed out, and at the same time, there was an extremely amazing burst of vitality.

"Break it for me!"

The color of madness was full of clear eyeballs, his palms were clenched, and the green tendons on his arms were bulging like dragons, and then he shook violently, and at the same time, the golden dragon seemed to be greatly encouraged, and the huge dragon claws also suddenly poked out at this moment, and the golden mangs condensed on the dragon claws, and thundered on the black dragon head like lightning.

Bang.

The terrifying ripples of power erupted on the head of the black dragon, and it was as if there was a chain reaction, and the huge body of the black dragon, from the head of the dragon to the tail of the dragon, exploded one after another at this time, and the rich black light just now also quickly dimmed.

"Explode me!"

The golden dragon claw was clenched fiercely, and the black dragon head was pinched and exploded, and the moment it exploded, everyone's eyes surged with fear.

The dragon spirit condensed by Xu Lan's destruction of the high-grade artifact was actually crushed by the clear marks.

"Poof!"

The black dragon dispersed, and Xu Lan, who was connected to it, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his breath instantly withered, obviously he was also greatly affected this time.

"How is that possible!"

There was still blood flowing from the corners of Xu Lan's mouth, but he didn't care about it at all, he stared at the black dragon that had dissipated in the sky in disbelief, his face was full of dead ashes.

Sou!

At the moment when he lost his mind, a brilliant light flickered, and a figure covered in blood swept out of the golden light that gradually dimmed, and appeared in front of Xu Lan in a flash.

Seeing the visitor, Xu Lan's face changed sharply, and he was about to retreat sharply, a palm covered with blood poked out like lightning, and then grabbed the Nether Sword, and Qingji actually wanted to snatch this tricky top-grade artifact from Xu Lan's hands.

"Fool, I've already planted a mark on it, how can I take it if you want?"

Seeing this scene, Xu Lan scolded angrily, and then his handprint changed rapidly, wanting to destroy the Netherworld Sword to break away from the control of Qingji.

"If you plant a mark, erase it!"

Qingji sneered, looking at the Nether Sword shaking wildly in his hand, his eyes were cold, and the dragon tendons in the sea of qi trembled slightly, at this moment, the shaking of the Nether Sword gradually stopped, and Xu Lan suddenly realized that the connection between him and the Nether Sword was completely cut off at this moment.

"What's going on!"

Xu Lan's pupils constricted, and his heart was full of horror, the Netherworld Sword had already been planted by him, even the powerhouses of the Returning Yuan Realm were difficult to erase, how did he clear the marks in such a short time.

"Haha, thank you for the gift, I'll laugh at this high-grade artifact!"

Qingji laughed loudly, this thing was finally obtained by him, due to the collision just now, the Dragon Source Sword was almost scrapped, while the Nether Sword was intact, and it was only now that he clearly understood how big the gap between the two was.