Five hundred and eighty-third chapter Ganbai downwind
With one step out.
The gas flow around him expanded rapidly.
From a range of one foot, it suddenly expanded to ten feet away!
Two gas spheres, one large and one small, came into contact quickly, and an astonishing collision immediately broke out.
Puff puff
It started with a low crackle.
This was followed by the sonic boom of a volcanic eruption.
Visible to the naked eye, clusters of sparks burst out from the collision point.
The friction is only temporary.
Xia Qingchen's gas balls kept colliding, and finally, relying on their thickness and smoothness, they squeezed the Night Demon Dome's gas balls and exploded.
but.
Night Demon Qiong's strength is indeed astonishing, and he stood still without moving at all.
Let the bursting air flow hit your whole body without leaving a single scratch.
His clothes were swinging wildly, and his black hair was dancing wildly.
His eyes were still cold, but compared to before, there was a hint of surprise: "In terms of martial arts alone, I am not as good as you! You win."
Xia Qingchen did not come within three feet of him.
However, he directly broke the source of its gas.
It's even more amazing than being within three feet.
He faced Zhang Lianxing and said sincerely: "I apologize for being reckless!"
Said.
He jumped onto the ancient soul tree and held a ripe ancient soul fruit in one hand.
The strong mental stimulation emanating from it caused the Night Demon Dome to pause for twenty breaths before escaping from the hallucination with an expressionless expression.
He picked the fruit easily and presented it to Zhang Lianxing.
The latter's mood finally calmed down, and he turned up his nose and snorted: "That's pretty much it!"
The Night Demon Dome remains cold and grim.
He looked at Xia Qingchen, treating himself as a peer for the first time, and saluted: "I am in the Night Demon Dome. I am honored to meet the number one master of my generation in Tianyue Ridge."
Xia Houjie on the side.
He clenched his fists involuntarily.
He just moved the trouble eastward and just pretended to say that Xia Qingchen was the first person of his generation in Tianyueling.
Unexpectedly, Night Demon Qiong really thinks so.
Xia Houjie said with a smile: "Young Master Ye, please don't hurt him. He deserves to be the number one in Tianyue Ridge, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon..."
What responded to him was Night Demon Qiong's eyes as cold as ice.
Xia Houjie couldn't speak anymore and quickly shut up.
Ye Moqiong said calmly: "He is not number one, are you? In terms of strength, he is ten times higher than you, the young master of Xiahou!"
Although they only met briefly, Night Demon Qiong's rich combat experience can already evaluate the level of the two.
Xia Houjie was dissatisfied and said with a smile: "Of course I deserve to be number one, but he just used one move and decided that he was number one in Tianyue Ridge. I'm afraid he will be criticized by the world."
Night Demon Qiong stood proudly: "I, Night Demon Qiong, say yes, that's it! If you don't accept it, challenge me."
The language is concise, but it exudes boundless confidence and domineering.
indeed.
Among his generation, except for the two people at the top of the Star Ranking who he has yet to challenge.
No one in the world is a rival.
He then looked at Xia Qingchen and said: "I am one year older than you, so I will not compete with you in cultivation. In a few years, I hope you can become my worthy enemy."
He has reached this state.
I no longer care about winning or losing in the competition.
More importantly, there are invincible enemies.
Masters are lonely, and this has always been the case since ancient times.
"It won't take a few years." Xia Qingchen stopped the airflow and said, "It will only take a year!"
One year?
Night Demon Qiong said bluntly: "Your Excellency has a very strong tone."
Qiuqiu chuckled: "My Master Chen was killed by an adulterer and lost three years of cultivation time, but he still has such strength. If you give him another year, will it be difficult to catch up with you?"
Hear the words.
Night Demon Qiong looked shocked: "How long did it take you to cultivate to this point?"
Qiu Chou witnessed the growth of Xia Qingchen's cultivation with his own eyes, so he had the best say: "In two years, Xiao Chen has become Sanming now."
"How can it be!"
Based on what Night Demon Qiong had seen and heard, it was impossible.
Judging from the previous fight, Xia Qingchen's cultivation level should have reached the fourth level of the mid-star level.
It took two years to almost reach this point from zero.
And it took him four full years to achieve it.
As far as he knew, the best record was that of the person who was number one on the Star Ranking, which only lasted three years.
Xia Qingchen only spent two years, which is really hard to believe.
"So, boy, practice with all your strength, otherwise you may not be the opponent of Master Chen in a year." Qiu Chou looked proud.
Night Demon Qiong looked deeply at Xia Qingchen, clasped his fists and asked, "May I ask your surname?"
He defeated every major opponent in the Star Ranking without ever asking the opponent's name.
Xia Qingchen is the only one.
"Xia Qingchen." He said.
Ye Moqiong muttered a few words silently, with a smile on his face: "Tianyue Ridge, this trip is well worth it!"
originally.
He is going to Yinhui Lake to challenge the genius, Hua Wenlei, who is ranked second in the starry sky.
Tianyue Ridge is just along the way.
Unexpectedly, he met Xia Qingchen.
Its potential is terrifying and breathtaking.
If you give him a year, I can't imagine where he will reach.
Xia Qingchen nodded calmly.
"Xia Lang, another ancient soul fruit is ripe." Lianxing chewed half of one in his mouth, but he was thinking about the other one in his eyes.
Everyone's attention immediately shifted to the Ancient Soul Fruit.
The Ancient Soul Fruit is about to mature on a large scale, so there is no time to delay.
Zu Qianjue also said: "Young Master Ye, if you don't mind it, you can pick one."
In comparison, Ye Moqiong's attitude was much calmer and said: "Then I'll be disrespectful."
Zu Qianjue looked at it and remembered an ancient saying in his heart.
Dragons and snakes do not mix!
Dragon, only be with dragons.
Night Demon Qiong will only associate with the True Dragon Xia Qingchen of the same level.
He and the juniors of Xiahou Shenmen are on two levels of existence.
"Everyone in the tribe, please prepare one, each one, and make a record." He said, tiptoeing a little.
The earth is cracked.
From the limestone underground, a three-foot-long stone tablet slowly rises.
It is densely engraved with names and numbers.
That is the record of picking Ancient Soul Fruit in the past generations since the Ancient Soul Fruit existed.
The best record is that the ancestor Xiahou of the previous generation came out of the hallucination of the ancient soul fruit in six breaths of time.
He spends ten breaths of time.
really.
The ancient soul fruit began to mature in large areas.
The elders in the clan have tasted the ancient soul fruit many years ago, but eating too much is useless.
Therefore, this time we are giving opportunities to the younger generation of today.
"Everyone picks one and goes one by one." Zu Qianjue said.
The first one to go was Xiahouyuan.
With the support of his elders, he came to the ancient soul tree and grabbed a dark red ancient soul fruit in one hand.
A special aura immediately emitted from the Ancient Soul Fruit, causing Xia Houyuan to fall into a hallucination.
Time passed little by little.
It seems easy to pick an ancient soul fruit in Night Demon Dome at twenty breaths.
However, Xia Houyuan was trapped in it for as long as half a stick of incense.
All in all, it’s more than one hundred and fifty breaths!
When the ancient soul fruit is picked, 70% of the essence inside has been lost due to too long a time.
The effect may not be able to make his star level cultivation reach a new level.
Xia Houyuan looked depressed and helpless.
"good."
However, the swordsman gave good reviews.
It's not too bad to pick the ancient soul fruit within one hundred and fifty breaths.
really!
The next tribesman was obsessed with it for as long as a stick of incense.