Zheng Qiu felt that Ge An's image was getting taller and taller, like a tall building rising from the ground, which was a sign that the power of heaven and earth became increasingly strong.

"Ge'an's realm is indeed very high. He is actually at the third level of the God Transformation Realm. Judging from his ability to improve so smoothly, he might be in the Void God Realm."

Zheng Qiu put his hand into his sleeve and quietly held a few colorful seeds like agate.

These seeds are the rejuvenation grass he carefully cultivated. He already knew that if he couldn't catch the next attack, he would definitely be injured.

"Zheng Qiu, take the call!"

Ge An roared, and the light flowed from the divine veins of heaven and earth on his limbs.

Blue mist quickly emerged on the surface of the fist, which was the power of heaven and earth with the nature of flowing water.

Immediately afterwards, Ge An's figure suddenly disappeared, and the speed of gradual waves was more than twice as fast as before.

A blue mist-shaped fist shadow, the size of a fruit plate, hit Zheng Qiu in front of him.

Zheng Qiu was prepared and rushed five or six rocks to block it.

The fist shadow exploded into the sky on the surface of the stone, and the stone was instantly smashed, and the wet mist drifted in the air, blocking everyone's sight.

Before the mist had dissipated, Zheng Qiu felt the sound of wind coming from behind.

Before he could lift his hand to perform his skills, another blue fist shadow rushed out of the mist.

The fist shadow hit Zheng Qiu's back, shaking him with pain, and his body was smashed out like a ball.

Ge An suddenly increased his strength to the third level of the God Transformation Realm, and all the practitioners watching the battle on the mountain exclaimed and sighed.

The people of Qianyun Sect are most anxious. Zheng Qiu is still in the power of Qi Yao Realm now. If he does not use the power of the divine realm at this time, he will definitely lose the ending.

But even though he was anxious, Zheng Qiu still had no intention of improving his strength, and the people from Qianyun Sect didn't know what to do.

Mingkong Zilin muttered worriedly: "Is it a stupid boy who has not broken through the divine realm yet!"

Hearing this sentence, all the elders of Qianyun Sect felt a little nervous.

Don't be told by Zi Lin. If Zheng Qiu really didn't break through the divine realm, then the bet would be lost.

Before everyone could think about it, Ge An attacked Zheng Qiu. The white mist that rose up, like a thick cloud, covered a large piece of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Platform.

Then, all the practitioners watching the battle heard a cry of pain from the golden ball of sound amplification.

A figure flew out of the mist and clouds, rolling on the Dragon Sword Platform like a water drift, falling a hundred feet away.

When everyone saw the color of the clothes, they knew it was Boss Zheng.

It seems that Boss Zheng was hit by Master Ge. I don’t know what the situation is and whether I still have the power to fight again.

Then the water mist clouds were blown away by the airflow, revealing Ge An's figure. He stood there with his head held high, staring at Zheng Qiu with a sneer.

Zheng Qiu sat up with support, coughed twice, and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Zheng Qiu's eyes were bleeding, ear pierced, nose bleeding, and mouth kept coughing up blood. His appearance was bleeding from his seven orifices, which was almost nowhere to die.

His palms were bloody and bloody. During the rolling process, his skin was ground by the rocks on the sword table and tore his muscles.

The legs were bent in a twisted shape, and the bones were obviously broken.

In the stands of Qianyun Sect, Mingkong Zilin was so scared that her face turned pale. She grabbed the arm of the sect leader Mingkong Aoqing and shook it hard, unable to say a word.

The elders all looked heavy, their eyes kept floating towards the sect leader, wanting to seek the sect leader's opinions.

Zheng Zhisong stood up and prepared to rush to the sword platform to rescue Zheng Qiu.

But Yunyou next to him grabbed him and muttered in a low voice: "Zheng Qiu is fine, he still has a helper hidden on him."

Zheng Zhisong looked at Yunyou in confusion and asked, "How do you know?"

Yunyou pointed to her eyes and replied as if she was as thin as a mosquito: "After practicing "Yunqing Qi Refining Art", the world I can see is different from before."

Zheng Zhisong was a little hesitant, but he still believed Yunyou's words.

Yunyou has now left the category of human beings. There is no flesh or bones in her body, and it has become a unique existence.

Even Master, Elder Ming Sijiao, was extremely cautious when facing Yun You, as if Yun You's eyes would bring great pressure.

On the Dragon Slaying Sword Platform, Ge An looked at Zheng Qiu, who was bleeding from the seven orifices in the distance, stood proudly in the place without continuing to attack.

He enjoyed this moment very much, the taste of victory, wonderful and intoxicating.

You can even imagine the amazement of the spectators and the wailing of the Ganyun Sect.

Zheng Qiu sat on the ground and vomited blood for a while, put a seed of the rejuvenation grass of all spirits on the ground, injecting energy to promote its growth.

The seeds sprout quickly, branches and leaves. The herbs are more than one foot tall, and the leaves also appear in three colors: light green, brown red, and blue-white.

Colors are entangled and intertwined, like beautiful agate.

Zheng Qiu picked all the herb leaves, took out one and stuffed it into his mouth to chew it.

The slightly sweet juice has a refreshing fragrance and a little sour taste.

The medicinal properties of the Wanling Rejuvenation Grass spread very quickly, and he could clearly feel a heat flow that spreads along his throat to his whole body.

The pain of the injury was immediately eliminated and turned into itchy and numb. The grass leaf's recovery ability was much worse than that of "Mu Ling", but it also had one-thousandth effect.

When he straightened his legs, Zheng Qiu heard a slight clicking sound from his bones, as if the metal buckle was combined, and the broken position returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.

I raised my hand and saw that the wound on my palm had healed, and only blood was left on it.

He wiped his face with his sleeve, stood up from the ground, jumped back to the ground for a few times, proving that he had no problems.

Of course, Zheng Qiu knew that the medicinal effect of the Wanling Rejuvenation Herb could not recover all injuries in such a short time.

I can recover quickly and have a contribution to my special energy.

But he would not say this out. Since it was to promote the rejuvenation of all spirits, he would blame the herbs for the rapid recovery.

And the scene just now not only made Ge An on the other side stunned, but also made all the practitioners watching the battle stunned.

Even the elders and sect leaders of the sect were stunned and looked at each other.

What's going on?

Zheng Qiu casually called out a strange herb, ate a piece of herb leaf, and immediately jumped around.

What is this herb? It can cure such a serious injury in an instant. Is it an unparalleled treasure in the world?

As if he knew the person watching the battle, Zheng Qiu raised the remaining herb leaves.

He shouted loudly at Ge'an with pride: "I have the grass in my hands to cure all kinds of diseases. No matter how much you fight, it will be useless. Give up!"

This sentence is amplified by the amplified golden ball at the edge of the Dragon Sword Platform, spreading to the surrounding five peaks, like throwing a huge rock into a pond, which immediately caused an uproar.
Chapter completed!