This is a thunderstorm weather, with lightning and thunder, howling wind, flying leaves, the sky and the earth are dark, full of depressive atmosphere.
On a big mountain, Qing Yifei was covered in blood. He climbed up and became a one-armed man. His face was cold and he walked down without saying a word.
Qing Yifei didn't expect that Dao Ling would be so scary. He didn't expect that he would move so quickly and use all his strength, and then he was punched and sent flying.
Originally, he teased whether Dao Ling would be knocked away by his punch, but it happened to him, which was hard for him to accept.
As the number one prodigy in Qingzhou, Qing Yifei naturally had a kind of arrogance, but at this time, it was completely wiped out, leaving only raging anger.
Daoling's condition is not much better. His skin is cracked and his blood is dry. He is even more dangerous than the last time he encountered the woman in white's murderous wind.
This is the general trend of the world, and the means of attack and killing are enough to defy the heavens. How could Dao Ling resist such a series of beheadings, otherwise his body would be terrible and he would have turned into ashes long ago.
This shows the horror of this kind of artifact that intertwines the general trend of heaven and earth.
"Ha ha ha ha.."
Seeing this scene, Qing Yijun laughed, feeling that his fortune was about to change. As long as he got the colorful slate mastered by Dao Ling, he would surely embark on a path of rise!
"You didn't expect that, did you? Dao Ling, Dao Ling, today is the day you die!" Qing Yijun sneered again and again.
Qing Wencheng looked at the body bleeding on the ground with cold eyes, and sneered: "How about it, do you still have the confidence to fight with me now?"
This scarlet glow fan is the most important treasure of the Qing tribe. Although it is only a semi-finished heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, it is powerful enough to kill powerful enemies.
Qing Yifei is also the number one prodigy of the Qing clan. Naturally, he is protected by a treasure when traveling. Qing Wencheng did not expect that the help of this treasure would be so timely. If it were not for the Chixia treasure fan, he would probably have escaped.
Dao Ling felt awe-struck, a mouthful of half-finished product was so terrifying. If it were a real spiritual treasure, it would definitely have heaven-defying power.
"Don't kill him, lock him up, and be sure to find out the magical power just now!" Qing Yijun said quickly, his expression was very shocked, because he recognized that the magical power just now was actually the real dragon arm of Wudian!
This is a terrifying magical power that has always been mastered by Wudian, but now it has been learned by a young man. This is simply a blessing from heaven. If one can master the True Dragon Arm, the Qing clan's heritage will definitely skyrocket.
Qing Wencheng also nodded, looking at him very eagerly, as if he was looking at a mobile treasure house. The harvest this time was simply too great, including magical powers such as the True Dragon Arm.
"Let me catch him, haha!" Qing Yijun yelled, looking at Dao Ling with his blood-red eyes, striding over and shouting: "Boy, the consequences for offending me usually don't end well!"
"Are you worthy?" Dao Ling looked at him and said calmly.
Hearing this, Qing Yijun smiled instead of being angry: "Very good, you have angered me again, I will break your limbs and make you a waste!"
He rushed over, stretched out his palm, and with a fierce expression, hit his arm directly, trying to remove his arm.
"Then let you go down first." Dao Ling waved his hand. This wave was incredible. A ball of glazed red flame spurted out, like a volcano exploding. It was so bright and dazzling that the beam of light shot into the sky.
Yijun was overwhelmed.
This flame is so terrifying that once a master of the Qi Creation Realm touches it, he will be burned to ashes, and the Sun is extremely powerful and extremely hot.
There is no doubt that Qing Yijun let out a shrill scream and his whole body was scorched black. His vitality was severely damaged earlier and he didn't have much strength at all. Now that he is facing such a big change, there is no way to counteract it.
"You evildoer, you are looking for death!" Qing Wencheng was furious, his eyes were about to burst, and he roared to the sky. He felt the terror of the flames. Qing Yijun was originally seriously injured, but now he was injured more and more, and he probably couldn't even save his life!
At the same time, the scarlet red fan in his hand waved, with a huge force that enveloped Dao Ling's body and threatened to shock him to death!
"Don't hurt my brother..."
The crisp sound was filled with a kind of anger. This was a bamboo as white as jade standing high in the sky, emitting a dazzling glow, forcefully resisting the incoming momentum.
Qingzhu trembled all over. Although she was a divine bamboo, she had not yet begun to grow, and it was difficult to compete with the overwhelming force of the world.
"Qingzhu, why did you come out? Go back quickly!" Dao Ling's face changed slightly and he said quickly. He still had a desperate trump card, and it was not the time to decide between life and death yet.
"Brother, as long as Qingzhu is here, no one can hurt you." Qingzhu yelled angrily, her little face as white as jade turned red, and the little girl got angry and looked at Qing Wencheng with big eyes.
The sudden change made Qing Wencheng's eyelids twitch wildly. His eyes looked at the white Polygonatum odoratum, and his expression instantly became hot. He couldn't help shouting crazily: "Oh my God, this is a sacred bamboo, a precious embryo."
Oh, my God, I’m rich!”
Qing Wencheng almost went crazy and didn't even care about Qing Yijun's life or death. This was a living divine material that could be sacrificed and refined into a treasure. It was extremely rare.
This kind of thing only exists in legends. Qing Wencheng didn't expect that he was so lucky to encounter this magical material.
Moreover, although this divine talent has cultivated a spiritual body, he has never transformed into a physical form. It would be as easy as a piece of cake to suppress her.
Qing Yifei, who was walking from a distance, was also ecstatic. This was a sacred bamboo. As long as the spiritual body inside was wiped out, it would be a terrifying treasure of life, whose value is inestimable.
Qingzhu was wearing a floral dress. She was petite and exquisite, with shiny black silk. She clutched the sacred bamboo tightly in her little hands and looked a little nervous.
"Old dog, you talk too much!" Dao Ling's face was filled with coldness. He got up, covered in blood and filled with murderous intent.
The smile on Qing Wencheng's face faded, he looked at Dao Ling and said with a smile: "You dare to talk to me like this now. I really admire your courage. It seems that you really don't want to live anymore, so I will help you!"
Qing Wencheng's face was full of ferocity, and he was completely moved to kill. He slowly raised the scarlet red fan in his hand and fanned it forward violently.
There was a loud noise, a terrifying storm was born, the heaven and the earth were roaring, this was the gathering of general forces, it was so terrifying that it was enough to strangle everything.
"Qingzhu, go back quickly, don't mess around!" Dao Ling shouted. He still had a desperate trump card. Although he had a narrow escape, he was sure to survive.
"Brother..." Seeing the young man's heavy expression with clear black and white eyes, Qingzhu shivered in fright, but still stubbornly retorted: "If Qingzhu doesn't leave, Qingzhu can block him, brother, just look at me!"
Qingzhu was not as obedient as in the past, her body moved, and she held the sacred bamboo and hit the big storm that swept across the road ahead.
It has to be said that the divine bamboo is powerful and contains terrifying divine beauty. It spurts out endless emerald green divine clouds. There seems to be a surging river hidden in it, tilting down and overwhelmingly hitting the incoming storm.
There is a kind of divine wave exploding, shaking the world and the earth. This sacred bamboo is floating in it, filled with a terrifying aura.
"Hmph, it's just wishful thinking to think that a piece of sacred bamboo that has not been sacrificed can compete with my treasure!" Qing Wencheng said contemptuously. The scarlet red fan in his hand stirred up again, and a series of big storms exploded, and the world became more and more powerful.
fear.
This was the coming of God's power. Qingzhu's petite body trembled slightly, and she felt a kind of God's power pressing down on her. She was frightened and felt that a disaster was coming.
"Not good!" Dao Ling's expression changed drastically. He rushed forward, and the essence contained in the five drying apertures was drained out in an instant, and all the energy was gathered in the black broken sword.
With a chirping sound, a white sword light was swung out, shattering the heaven and earth, and creating a hole in the killing storm.
Dao Ling's body exploded inside, grabbing Qingzhu's illusory spiritual body, trying to escape.
"Humph, don't leave once you're here!" Qing Wencheng's cold voice rang out. This was a kind of intertwining trend of heaven and earth, covering their two bodies, trying to destroy him.
"Brother..." Qingzhu was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she felt the danger of death. At this moment, she looked at Dao Ling with tears in her eyes and cried loudly: "Brother, I am really useless..."
"No, you have done a good job. Nothing will happen to us." Dao Ling rubbed Qingzhu's head and scanned the terrifying lines pressing around him. This time it was really a matter of life and death.
"It's Qingzhu who has brought trouble to my brother..." Qingzhu cried loudly, feeling that death was coming, but she had an idea and whispered: "It seems like there is thunder today..."
"What did you say?" Dao Ling's face darkened, and he had a bad feeling.