"Huh!" Seeing Shan Xiaoya rushing towards him, Heitong snorted coldly. The black fighting spirit surged out from his body. He pulled hard with both hands and held two thick water-splitting thorns completely condensed by fighting spirit in his hands.
"Chi", he looked with his palm, and the water thorns had already stirred up strange arcs, sweeping towards Shan Xiaoya's vital parts like a storm.
The speed of the two reached the extreme, but they saw afterimages piercing the sky, and then they collided with each other under the attention of many eyes!
At the moment of the collision, a thunderous explosion caused by the terrifying force resounded for nine days, causing blood to ooze from the ears of some people below.
"Boom boom boom" As soon as the two people came into contact, they adopted the most powerful close attack. The silver gun in Shan Xiaoya's hand danced into a curtain of light, bursting with thousands of cold lights, and every bit turned into a deadly killing blow.
The move shrouded the black pupils. The overwhelming shadow of the gun even covered up the scorching sun in the sky.
Shan Xiaoya's attack was extremely fierce, but the black pupils were not a fuel-efficient lamp. Under the huge water thorn, the black light swallowed, and Shi'er turned into a ferocious beast, and Shi'er turned into a black shield, resisting all these attacks.
Down.
"Roar" stabbed the water, and black fighting energy swirled up, turning into a giant black python more than ten feet long. With a flick of its tail, it smashed down head on with a huge momentum. The ear-piercing sound of sonic boom directly tore the air.
A vacuum has emerged.
"Chi" a spear shadow pierced straight through, directly piercing the giant snake's tail, and then suddenly twisted, twisting the fighting spirit snake into nothingness. Defeating the opponent's attack in one fell swoop, the silver spear did not stop, and the large green spear tassel suddenly rotated
It opened and turned into a green cloud covering the black pupil.
The attack was neutralized, and a look of solemnity appeared on Heitong's face. She had already heard that Shan Xiaoya had been promoted to the soul level, but relying on her own strength as a three-star soul cultivator, she had never taken this matter seriously. Now the fight has just begun.
I know that the opponent's strength is already approaching the late stage of two-star, and there are faint signs of breaking through to three-star.
"Netherworld Thorn"'s face changed slightly, her black pupils suddenly shook her hands, and the huge water-splitting thorns suddenly transformed into thousands of sharp thorns, densely suspended around her body. With a wave of her hand, they stabbed like meteors.
out.
"咻咻" Shan Xiaoya flipped the silver gun in her hand left and right, and the tip of the gun accurately flew away the giant thorns. Her figure also moved quickly, and while the wings behind her were flapping, her delicate body never stayed in one place.
In half a second, he was actually forcing himself towards the opponent along the gaps between the giant thorns.
Shan Xiaoya knew very well in her heart that although she didn't suffer much on the surface, it was all due to her mysterious marksmanship. After all, Heitong was a three-star soul cultivator, and her strength was one star higher than hers. If it lasted for a long time,
If you continue to fight hard, it will be very detrimental to yourself. Because at the soul level, the fighting energy reserves of each star level will be several times different. If the time is short, it is okay to say that if the time is long, sooner or later, you will be in the same situation.
Downwind.
If she couldn't afford it, she would rush to attack, temporarily suppressing the opponent's advantage in fighting spirit reserves with a thunderous offensive.
Silver spears and water-splitting thorns, carrying ferocious winds, criss-crossed continuously like ocean waves. Sonorous explosions continued to be heard from mid-air. Under the agitation of sound waves, many weaker people were directly shocked and fainted to the ground.
Lost the ability to fight.
While the battle in the sky was in full swing, the battle circle below was also filled with chaos. In the fierce hand-to-hand battle, everyone was already red-eyed. You stabbed me with your sword, and you couldn't tell who was who.
Who is a blood-level powerhouse, who is a Qi-level powerhouse? Everyone is killing them with all their strength. As long as they see someone they don’t know or are familiar with, they just straighten their swords and stab them. In this extreme chaos,
From time to time, some strong men fell down, even some strong Blood Shura men. If one of them didn't do well, he would be hit by several attacks in the blink of an eye, and the only consequence would be death.
"Good job, Xiaoya. If you hold on just a little longer, we're almost there..." In the extremely chaotic battle circle, Duan Ling looked up at the two fiercely fighting figures in the sky and murmured.
Heitong is a three-star soul cultivator, and Shan Xiaoya is a two-star soul cultivator. He knows this information, so he does not take any chances, but quietly crushes Heitong when he appears.
He picked up a jade tablet in his hand. He clearly remembered that old monster Tian Feng once said when he visited that as long as he crushed this jade tablet, other strong men would support him.
Right now, they are in need of support!
"Hey, Teacher Duan, long time no see, how are you?" Just when Duan Ling was thinking about it for a moment, a dry laugh sounded in his ears, and then a pair of skinny claws grabbed him.
"Hiss" Duan Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body suddenly retreated from a distance of more than ten meters like a conditioned reflex. But just as he retreated, the skinny claws had already grabbed hard on the bluestone in front of him.
"Bang" the bluestone shattered and turned into stone powder.
"You###?" This extremely dangerous intersection made Duan Ling suddenly come back to his senses. When he saw the withered body in front of him, he couldn't help but be startled.
"What? Do you think I'm dead? Hehe, I, You###, won't die that easily." You### laughed dryly.
"Your body..." Duan Ling frowned. He remembered that the last time he attacked the Qinggang, You##'s body was shattered by the mysterious giant claw, and only a remnant soul escaped. But the You## in front of him
#It is clearly a living body, where is the soul body?
"Haha, as long as I don't die, the master will make me a body." You ### laughed a few times and approached again. After possessing the body, his strength returned to the peak of Nine-Star Blood Shura.
Facing Duan Ling, who was only a four- or five-star blood cultivator, he thought he could easily strangle him.
"Black Demon Shield" The dark fighting spirit condensed into a shield. With a slight flip of his palm, it appeared above Duan Ling's head. With the sound of breaking wind, the shield about a foot thick hit hard. The fierce and unparalleled wind knocked several of the opponent's legs.
The strands of hair were cut into powder.
"Chi" Just when You### thought he could kill Duan Ling under his palm, a sharp wind suddenly came from behind him, causing him to withdraw his hand abruptly.
"Bang" turned around and collided with this attack. The black shield in his hand also became a lot more illusory, and the opponent violently retreated more than ten feet away.
"Mr. Wen, join forces and beat him." Duan Ling shouted, picked up a sword from the ground, and slashed it away.
"Hao" It was Wen Cha who sneaked up on You###. Hearing Duan Ling's drink, he also acted quickly, and the two of them attacked in tandem.
Although "Bastard" You### was very powerful, facing two blood-level warriors whose combat experience was no worse than his own, it was difficult to escape for a while and became entangled with them.
Just when the battle at Fu Mo Mountain was in full swing, two figures were rushing over a hundred miles away from the battlefield. Their faces were extremely old, one was carrying a huge stone sword and his Taoist robe was fluttering, and the other was covered in scars.
Fat, bald and shiny.
"Lao Mie Mie, this time we are going to go on a killing spree." The fat old man touched his bald head and chuckled. It was Qing Huo who had visited the Qingyun Gang a few days ago.
"It doesn't matter if you start killing. After so many years without blood, my sword is almost rusty." The man in Taoist robes replied.
These two people are none other than Qinghuo from Tianfeng City's Sword Meteor Pavilion and Lao Mie from Sanjue Pagoda. As the guardians of the established forces in the imperial capital, they have not shown their faces for many years, and as people who have struggled in blood,
Now facing the battlefield, naturally my hands are a little itchy.
"There is a soul cultivator in the Qingyun Gang. Since we have been called for support, there must be at least one strong person of the same level in the enemy, so we should hurry up. If we are late, something may go wrong."
Qinghuo analyzed.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I think your wordiness is almost as bad as that of old monster Tian Feng." Old Mie Mie snorted.
Qing Huo was speechless. In the past, when he was with old monster Tian Feng, he always disliked the other person's wordiness. He didn't expect that today he would have a reputation for being wordy. This was really unfair.
Of course, now there was no one to redress his grievances, so he had no choice but to swallow his unjust words, and his body turned into a stream of light, following Old Mie Mie and flying towards the Demon-Fuming Mountain...
Thousands of miles away from Fumo Mountain, in the sky above Baal City, several figures suddenly stopped and descended.
"Feiyu, let's take a rest. We have been flying for ten days. Even if you are not tired, this Thunder Wing Pegasus can't stand it." Zhao Qingliu said tiredly.
"Squirt!" The Thunder Winged Pegasus snorted, and two bursts of thunder erupted from its nose. This time, it flew without rest for ten days and ten nights, carrying three people on its back, and indeed some of its fuel was exhausted.
"Okay, you guys go down and rest for a while, then rush back. I'll go ahead and try to rush back to the gang as soon as possible." Du Feiyu pondered for a moment and quickly gave instructions.
"..." Du Feiyu's desperate gesture immediately left Jinghong and others speechless, but they immediately nodded in agreement. Along the way, they saw chaotic scenes in many places, and the entire empire fell into chaos.
At this time, the Qingyun Gang must not be able to survive alone. If Du Feiyu, a soul-level powerhouse, rushes back, they will feel a little more secure.
"Be careful on the road. As long as you don't leave the Thunder Winged Pegasus, I can guarantee your safety." Du Feiyu nodded. Now he is only a thousand miles away from the Qingyun Gang. He and his demon pet Thunder Winged Pegasus are connected. If Jinghong is like this,
If there is any situation, he can naturally know it through the Thunder Wing Pegasus. With his current speed, it won't take long to arrive, so he is not too worried about the safety of Jinghong and others.
Moreover, after hard training in the gravity space, Jinghong and Zhao Qingliu's strength has improved greatly. With the addition of the Thunder Wing Pegasus and Jinghong's magic pet, the Earth King Bear, they can also solve ordinary troubles.
"Well, you should go back quickly. Sister Xiaoya will probably miss you crazy, right?" Zhao Qingliu joked.
With a slightly embarrassed smile, Du Feiyu's mind came back to that beautiful figure again, and a strong warmth suddenly surged in his heart. He immediately waved his hands to a few people and flew away...