Mei Changqing has already been killed, and Ling Xueer has been severely injured. It would be a good idea to kill the two old men again.
Although he no longer has the spirit of immortality at this moment, his momentum has increased at this moment. Whether it is Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, or Old Man Tianwu, he does not take it seriously. As long as he does not use the spirit of immortality, he is confident that he will defeat the two.
people.
"Haha, Mei Changqing, if you dare to suppress the old beggar, the consequences will be very serious. Without the spirit of the fairy, today I will let you taste the power of the old beggar!"
The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and the old beggar also screamed, took out a big stick from his crotch and beat the storm, and hit Mei Changqing hard.
"The Forbidden Law of the Great Zhou Tian Xing Dou Mo Dust!"
Mei Changqing narrowed his eyes slightly, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, manifesting stars with his fists, pushing everything horizontally, but in an instant, the sword light cut in the void was cracked, the gravel on the ground rolled, the sky collapsed, and the terrifying energy bloomed in the void
, as if it were about to pierce the sky again.
"Damn it, it's so fierce, that little girl didn't spend any energy!"
The old beggar's eyes changed, he dropped the big stick in his hand and turned around to run away. He had just taken a sip of a certain treasure, but he was still unable to fully mobilize the cultivation power in his body, so he couldn't defeat the opponent.
"Old Song, I'll leave this to you first. The old beggar needs to brew up his invincible mood for a while!"
Song Que's eyes were gloomy and he said coldly: "You are a waste. You can't even control your own cultivation. You are no longer worthy of interfering in the battle between us. Get out!"
"What the hell..."
The old beggar was so angry that he quickly took out a certain treasure and started drinking. Now was not the time to let go of his anger. He had to regain his strength as soon as possible and then suppress the opponent.
"Mei City Master, I haven't seen you for a while, but I have always remembered the debt of this arm to you."
Song Que smiled solemnly, showing his white teeth and said.
"You are not guarding the gate of the Holy City honestly, but you come to my first battlefield to cause trouble, and you don't want the other hand?"
Mei Changqing's eyes flashed with scarlet light and she smiled lightly.
"You sharp-tongued boy, you don't have any help today. Even if I only have one hand, I can still chop you alive!"
Song Que's eyes were fierce, and he lightly put his fingers on the scabbard. A cold light suddenly appeared, and a strand of silver thread slowly floated towards Mei Changqing.
Mei Changqing's eyes narrowed. The silver thread contained a terrifying sword intent. It looked light and slow because the sword light was so fast that it caused visual confusion and gave the naked eye the illusion of slowness.
With this single strike, he could conclude that the opponent's strength had recovered a lot. Although it was not as terrifying as its peak state, it was still a big step forward compared to before.
"It must be because of Huazi and Bathangzi that this guy has regained some strength. Fortunately, it didn't take long. If he is allowed to practice steadily for a few months, I am afraid that he may really return to the top. By then, I will have to wait and die.
It’s your share!”
After thinking for a moment, the sword light was already close in front of him. With a casual move, he lifted Ling Xue'er who was lying limp on the ground and threw it towards the silver thread flickering in the void.
Song Que's expression changed drastically. He was intent on killing, but he only targeted Mei Changqing. It was not like killing innocent people indiscriminately, let alone Ling Xueer who was seriously injured and incapacitated at this moment.
Turning his wrist, another shocking sword light cut through the sky, caught up with the silver thread, and wiped out the sword intention three inches away from Ling Xueer.
"Despicable, Mei Changqing, as the lord of the first battlefield city and the strongest man standing at the top of the continent, you actually used a seriously injured woman as a shield today. It is really despicable and shameless!"
"In my entire life, I have never seen such a shameless person!"
Song Que's eyes were filled with fire, his heart was furious, and he wished he could chop the opponent alive right away.
Mei Changqing chuckled: "It is her great honor to be able to block the sword for this city lord. You are still too soft-hearted. This is your fatal injury. Today, you will all die here. This city lord will unify the entire border and become a
The only overlord on this Roshan battlefield!"
On the clouds, the phantom of the gods and demons towering above the sky turned into a blue star, exuding a simple and mysterious ancient aura, and quickly shrank into a stream of light and blended into Mei Changqing's eyebrows.
"Haha, this method of soul sacrifice is indeed good. Although it has some side effects, if we kill you, this border will no longer be a threat!"
Mei Changqing's whole body surged with energy, and the stars were shining brightly. She stretched out a hand and shook it in the direction of Song Que. For just a moment, Song Que felt his body sink, and the void kept squeezing, making him unable to move.
"Old Song, step back!"
"The old beggar is here!"
The dirty and sloppy old man rushed out again. He also stretched out a hand and shook it forward. In just an instant, Mei Changqing's complexion changed.
He felt a familiar terrifying energy, which was the spirit of the fairy, a massive amount of the spirit of the fairy.
His body retreated and he quickly escaped from this space.
A few seconds later, the place where he was standing was silently reduced to a puddle of powder.
"Your cultivation has recovered again? How did you do it!"
Mei Changqing's eyes flashed with fear and she cried out.
Recalling the previous experience of suppression in the depths of the border, this old guy seems to have some kind of medicine that can restore cultivation in a short time.
"The old beggar's invincible time, just recovering his cultivation, what does it mean?"
"Boy, you dare to suppress the old beggar at the border. I have to say that you are very brave. There is no need to explain in detail what consequences you will have today!"
The old beggar took another sip of a certain treasure and said calmly that he had already thought about suppressing Mei Changqing in the latrine and cesspool, and it would take at least a hundred years.
"Senior Tianwu has mastered the true power of ginseng and has been able to initially control the spirit of the immortal spirit. However, it seems that he needs to take drugs to mobilize it."
Mei Changqing stared at the small bottle in the old beggar's hand and said slowly.
It is enough to know that the other party does not really have this power. Since this old guy relies on taking drugs to mobilize this power, then he will not give the other party a chance to take drugs.
The skills in the body were running wildly, and a blue star between the eyebrows was blooming with light. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void. Guanghanque, which had escaped from the center of Ling Xueer's eyebrows, was forcibly caught by Mei Changqing and merged into his own soul.
Within God.
Between the eyebrows, a big star and a palace are constantly rising and falling, releasing the terrifying power to suppress everything.
"The method of soul sacrifice and refining not only refines your own soul, but also forcibly integrates other people's magic weapons into your soul. You are wasting your life!"
There was a look of surprise in the old beggar's eyes. The method of Soul Sacrifice was to kill one thousand enemies and damage eight hundred. To be able to merge into a Soul would have to endure great pain. Now, Mei Changqing actually used Ling Xueer's
Guanghanque was also drawn into his soul.
Doing so is undoubtedly overdrawing your life.
Mei Changqing shook his head and said with a crazy look in his eyes:
"If you take drugs, I will sacrifice my life. Why not?"