Zhou Xingyun couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "...What a fat dragon."
The prototype of KFC is quite beautiful, with a fiery red color, a raised tail, and brilliant colors. Even if you can’t tell it’s a phoenix, it’s still a beautiful monster.
It turns out that the little prince turned out to be a fat, snow-white dragon?
When Ao Yue heard this, she stamped her feet angrily: "I will grow taller!!"
He stamped his foot and another piece of the water tribe died.
Ye Qiao swallowed, "Okay. We understand."
Stop stamping your feet, she was afraid that the little fat dragon would trample them both to death when he got angry.
The combat power of the Dragon Tribe is considerable. Once it is stepped on, its huge body is invincible, and all the Water Tribe will scatter in all directions.
It's no wonder that the dragon clan has such a high status in the South China Sea. Even if the number is small, the size of the dragon cannot be compared.
The KFC huddled behind Ye Qiao. It did not dare to spit fireballs at him. The only flame that could be ignited in the South China Sea was the fire of the phoenix.
Originally, the leader of the water tribe was only targeting the young prince. If he was exposed immediately, he would definitely be chased and chopped down.
The little prince who was discriminated against for being fat became even more angry, and with a neat flick of his tail, the aquatic creature ten meters away was sent flying.
That’s why he hates prototyping!!
Under the suppression of the bloodline, the two dragons crawled on the ground. The little prince could chase two dragons with one dragon.
Ye Qiao and Zhou Xingyun looked at each other.
Then it seems that the next boss can only be solved by two people.
"We can't beat him." KFC said, "I advise you to calm down."
"I know." Ye Qiao whispered back, with her palms facing up, the light green field enveloped all the people in this area. To be on the safe side, this time she brought her senior brother and KFC in together.
To deal with this transformation period.
Zhou Xingyun was somewhat confused about what happened last time he entered her domain. He pursed his lips and looked around the domain, fearing that vines would suddenly pop out and attack them.
After the last violent beating, the field became quiet, and all creatures in the field could be turned into weapons of attack.
Ye Qiao mobilized all the attributes covered in the domain to hit the man, but the effect was not significant. The domain was effective on human monks, but it could only cause some flesh wounds on the rough-skinned and thick-skinned dragon.
"Can we solve him in the field?" Zhou Xingyun asked.
He has seen the lethality of Ye Qiao's domain, and it would be great if he could deal with it in one go.
Ye Qiao shook his head, "No. If he wants to break through the realm, he just needs to spend some time. This time is not enough for all creatures to kill him."
This is the drawback of Ye Qiao's field.
Although Ye Qinghan sometimes likes to make some unflattering comments about other people, what he said is indeed right. The speed of solving people in his own field is too slow, and the conditions reached must wait until the color is over.
With the same strength, her field is invincible, provided that her opponent is not in the God Transformation stage.
Ye Qiao had enough self-awareness. As expected, within two minutes, the field was shattered by the man.
Zhou Xingyun's domain follows closely behind. The void has zero lethality and is suitable for hunting opponents. Once inside, you can get lost in this boundless domain.
Taking advantage of this gap, Zhou Xingyun asked, "Snake hits seven inches, but what about the dragon?"
He still wanted to kill this leader.
KFC shook his hanging phoenix tail, "The dragon's vitality is very tenacious. Even if its heart is broken, it will not necessarily die. What's more, he is still in the stage of becoming a god."
Duan Chen and Bu Jian Jun didn't believe this evil, so without any orders from the two sword masters, one black and one silver jumped out one after another, and eagerly aimed at the man's middle part and slashed hard.
The two swords were filled with murderous sword aura. The man laughed twice disdainfully and allowed the two sword spirits to slash him. The cold wind of the sword fell down in response, and his body was cut in half.
It's a pity that even if he is locked up in the realm of nothingness, he still cannot be killed. The blood of the man in front of him will soon solidify and new limbs will grow.
The dragon's vitality is terrifyingly tenacious.
…
The three members of the Changming Sect, who were aimlessly looking for their companions, were also treated extremely poorly.
Ming Xuan and Mu Chongxi were okay. One was a talisman cultivator and the other was a sword cultivator. They only needed to throw away the talisman and carry the sword. Xue Yu was the only one whose consciousness was overdrawn throughout the whole process, and the tip of his nose kept bleeding.
"Xue Yu." Mingxuan was puzzled: "This is the first time I've seen your consciousness overdrawn." Generally speaking, Mingxuan and Ye Qiao are the ones who suffer from bleeding from all seven orifices.
Ye Qiao's spiritual consciousness should be higher than theirs, but she drew too many talismans and was overdrawn, while Xue Yu had very few. The other party knew how to measure things, and could not be as reckless as the two of them.
This is the first time.
Xue Yu said weakly: "As long as it's not my junior sister and senior brother who are separated, I don't need to be like this."
Their reliable but not-so-reliable little junior sister has gone somewhere.
Xue Yu could only be more careful, at least to ensure the safety of the team before finding someone.
Fortunately, he is an alchemy cultivator and can be self-sufficient. He poured the replenishing pill into his mouth, "But it's not without its benefits."
"You can train your consciousness." He said with a pause in his tone, "For example, this."
Xue Yu raised his hand slightly, and in his hand was a faint ink-colored light - the realm.
Thick ink light spreads out layer by layer like a painting scroll. The field keeps extending at this moment. It feels very mysterious. Everything is controlled by oneself.
Figured this out.
In his previous experience, he had seen illusions no less than three times.
But this time, it was in his realm of illusion.
You can construct any scene at will. Xue Yu only experienced it once in a trance. Now that his consciousness is overdrawn, he dare not open it.
If he cannot control it, he may become the only direct descendant of the Five Sects to be destroyed by his own domain.
Xue Yu likes to be on the safe side and always has the best things under control before taking action. The only time his consciousness was so completely overdrawn was this time.
I didn't expect such a gain.
Mu Chongxi and Mingxuan were stunned at the same time. No one would not be curious about the field. So far, there are only two people in the Changming Sect.
Mu Chongxi extemporaneously exclaimed: "Show me!!"
"What kind of field is this? How did you create it? Is it the same as my junior sister? Her field will kill people, and they will be gone after just swiping it." He dubbed the voice vividly, looking at the field in Xue Yu's hand.
Xue Yu: "...No."
He wasn't that cruel, "It's called the scroll in the picture."
Just by the name, you can tell it's not the overly lethal one.
Well, actually the names are sometimes inaccurate, and Ye Qiao is a standard scammer.
"This should be related to the spiritual consciousness. Illusion type field?" Mingxuan, who is in the aristocratic family, has a lot of experience. After staring for a few seconds, he raised his eyebrows and said happily: "That's amazing, Xue Yu."
Just ask if you don't understand, Mu Zhongxi scratched his head: "What is the illusion field?"
His concept of the field has been somewhat vague so far.
Mingxuan explained lazily: "Have you ever experienced a fantasy? In this field, Xue Yu can construct any scene and make people fall into it. This is somewhat similar to the mountain and river map. The only difference is that the attacks in the field are all effective.
"
"No impression." Mu Zhongxi shook his head and said in a dry voice. For others, the illusion that can affect the state of mind is useless in front of him. He usually chooses to smash it with a sword, and there is really no special feeling.
Mingxuan raised his eyebrows and touched his chin: "So people who talk about the Passionate Way have a lot of thoughts in their heads. Of course an empty-minded monk like you, who is asking the Heart Way, won't understand."
The third realm of Changming Sect.
Scrolls and mountains and rivers in paintings.
Regardless of whether it is a spiritual weapon or a domain name, Xue Yu is a standard illusion type.
Mingxuan couldn't help but murmur in a low voice, "Besides, I have overdrawn my spiritual consciousness so many times, and I still haven't touched the tail of the realm."
Mu Chongxi: "It's only been two months since you broke through the Nascent Soul stage, right?" He was envious: "I want a domain too~~"
The two made longing sounds.
Xue Yu glared at them both in anger.
*
The two realms were shattered, and three figures appeared on the battlefield. The imprisoned leader Quanxu Quanwei came out, looking at them with eyes full of coldness and murderous intent.
"You two failed?" The little prince was not surprised by this and spoke quickly: "It seems that we really can't defeat them."
He thought about his options: "My status in the Shui Tribe is still very high. They don't dare to kill me. Let them set up a three-person prison and let the three of us live together?"
Both Ye Qiao and Zhou Xingyun declined his invitation to go to jail.
The pressure of the divine transformation stage is not terrible. The two dragons were like toys in the hands of the little prince. He stepped on one with his foot like a loach.
But for dragons, dragons are indeed no different from loaches.
The little prince restrained the two giant dragons, and the water balls that jumped out from all directions were kicked back by Ye Qiao, each blow hitting the water tribe soldiers.
In an instant, there was a large area of emptiness all around.
The vibrant flowers dropped by the light green sword energy are particularly eye-catching.
Ye Qiao always felt that his sword energy was too strange compared to those that were domineering and fierce, but it was undeniable that the sword energy was really beautiful when it was swept down.
What is this called? Is it a romance unique to the common people?
"Cangsheng Dao." The leader understood immediately, "It is rare to see monks of Cangsheng Dao. However, in the past generations, Cangsheng Dao has always been righteous and awe-inspiring, focusing on surviving the world. This is the first time I have a character like yours."
"Have you ever seen other Cangsheng Dao?" Ye Qiaojian paused slightly. It was strange to say that there were very few Cangsheng Dao in the world of cultivation, but they seemed to be well known by everyone.
"Of course, the monks of Cangsheng Dao all share the will of heaven." He sneered, "I thought there were no more of them, but I didn't expect to see one."
He seemed to have said a lot, but in fact he had no words at all. Ye Qiao didn't hear anything useful for a long time, "Thank you for the compliment?"
The leader sneered and gave her a blow from the front.
It’s no exaggeration to say that a single strike of transformation can overwhelm mountains and seas.
The surrounding water surged and gathered in the man's palm. The murderous intent in his eyes showed no restraint, "Perhaps you can go down and ask how those people in Cang Sheng Dao died before you."
Realm suppression makes people unable to resist any thoughts.
The two spirit swords, Jinghong and Lve Ying, became more and more courageous as they fought. Even if they couldn't hear their words, they could feel that they even wanted to push Ye Qiao to go up and fight with each other.
Fight, maybe the fight is fierce enough and they can transform.
Feeling that they were about to move, Ye Qiao firmly held down the shuriken, and Nascent Soul hit the Huashen?
She's not crazy, just beating the water tribe is enough.
With Huashen Qigang, she is a prodigal but does not want to die.
When his attack arrived, Ye Qiao slammed the pale golden tower down with his backhand.
Leng Buding was enveloped by a spiritual weapon, and the tower spirit immediately wanted to lock him in. His reaction ability in the transformation stage was too fast, and in the end he only swallowed up the attacks gathered around him.
After drinking a lot, the lonely Ta Ling was furious: "Ahhhhh Ye Qiao!!"
"Is this what you did to me?"
"Didn't I think of you first when I encountered danger?" Ye Qiao looked at it, "At least you were attacked."
After the attack inside the tower, the first floor was directly attacked indiscriminately, and the inside was smashed and shattered. It angrily returned to the tower with its wings shaking, and repaired it for another three years.
The assembled attacks were caught off guard and disintegrated, and the leader looked at this strange tower in astonishment.
After communicating with Ye Qiao, the light golden tower disappeared again.
"Spiritual weapon?" His eyes changed, "Kill her, I want her spiritual weapon."
"And her two swords!!"
Those two swords are also very special, one is dark purple and the other is lavender. When combined, their power can be superimposed. They are very rare double swords.
Ye Qiao looked at the dense numbers popping up in front of his eyes and twitched his mouth. He had to suspect that in order to ensure nothing went wrong, the old Biden had summoned all the aquatic tribes in Long Gorge.
The young master gave me a lot of talismans, but the talismans are consumables and their strength exceeds the limit of the talismans. No matter how many you throw away, it will be useless.
There was no talisman that could be thrown out to appease the two dragons. The little prince stamped his feet impatiently, looking at these monster beasts that could not be killed like ants, "What should I do?" He said bitterly, "Wait until I get out.
.I’m going to find my father and ask him to kill them!”
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I still have cheap talismans." The light yellow talisman dangled at Ye Qiao's fingertips like a trick, and accurately threw it on the leader's head.
He originally wanted to watch a few people being torn to pieces, but he was unexpectedly hit by the talisman. However, there seemed to be something wrong with the accuracy of his direct transfer. The talisman did not fall on him, but instead fell on top of his head.
He sneered, "Is this the skill passed down from your human race?"
When the leader mentioned the word "human race", his tone paused for a moment, full of ridicule and disdain.
Ye Qiao smiled strangely, quickly retreated, and pronounced clearly, "Five, thunder, boom, top."