"There is no future, you will definitely die today!"
After the ruthless Liu family ancestor said this, he was afraid that Ye Long would do something wrong again. Immediately, another fireball of the same size fell from the sky. The two fireballs merged with each other and became larger. The outermost one
The flames have even reached the outskirts of Nanman City and Xidan City.
Ye Long, who was still hoping for a chance, was completely disheartened when he saw this scene. If it were a good thing, a small cowhide shield could withstand most of the heat.
He could resist, but the power of two fireballs was not as simple as doubling the power. Ye Long believed that as long as the fireballs hit him, the only things that would be left behind would be the small cowhide shield and the frost sword.
By the way! I still have a sword. This sword is said to be able to freeze thousands of miles. If I inject all the spiritual power in the Qiankun Bag into the sword, I will definitely be able to escape, let alone these two low-end ones.
The huge fireball that reaches the edge can easily strangle the ancestor of the Liu family in one fell swoop. That's right, that's it!
Ye Long thought of a good strategy and immediately placed the Qiankun Bag upside down on the frost sword. The pure spiritual power was left along the hilt of the sword. How could the ancestor of the Liu family not far from Ye Long not see Ye Long's Qiankun Bag?
What about spiritual power that is so strong that it turns into liquid? Mortal Spirit
Everyone knows that Qi is thin, but they never thought that a little-known boy like Ye Long could have such a treasure. No wonder Ye Long cultivated to the realm of golden elixir at a young age. It turned out to be all because of this mysterious bag.
I must grab him!
With this thought in his heart, the ancestor of the Liu family looked like he was going crazy. He held his palms in vain again, and a new fireball appeared in the sky. Ye Long was complaining in his heart, but at the same time, he also found that the expression on the ancestor of the Liu family was in the third place.
The fireball turned pale after being cast. It seems that such a powerful spell cannot be cast without limit. Three fireballs should be the old guy's limit.
It was useless for Ye Long to know the old guy's limit, because he discovered that the liquid spiritual power flowing out of the Qiankun Bag could not enter the Divine Sword, but fell down along the blade of the Divine Sword.
, Ye Long saw this and hurriedly took the spiritual power back into the Qiankun bag again. It seemed that he could not count on this frozen divine sword, and he could absorb and digest it by himself.
Although it was possible to inject pure spiritual power into the divine sword, time did not allow it. The fireball in the sky had reached less than a kilometer above the head, and the land under the feet had been burned into magma.
, if Ye Long hadn't inserted the frozen ice in his hand into his feet and let the melted land solidify again, he would have fallen into the magma.
"Ouch!"
Just when the fireball was about to hit the Dragon Burial Slope, an astonishing coercion rose from under the Burial Dragon Slope, and the deafening roar of the dragon resounded through the sky. Then Ye Long saw an illusory huge dragon shadow rising from the foot of the Dragon Burial Slope.
magma
Flying out from the middle, the dragon's shadow showed a fierce look. He stared at the ancestor of the Liu family fiercely and swallowed the fireball. The originally powerful fireball disappeared in an instant, and the astonishing high temperature gradually subsided.
come down,
"A mere mortal actually injured my bones, damn it!"
The giant dragon's figure uttered human words, and then the figure rolled, and the power of thunder struck down from the dark clouds above the head, all hitting the Liu family ancestor.
"Click, click!"
After a violent bombardment, Long Ying stopped attacking, and bursts of shattering sounds also sounded on the Liu family ancestor. After all the smoke and dust brought by the thunderous thunder dissipated, Ye Long discovered that the stooped gray figure
Fine cracks appeared one after another on the old man's body. The cracks continued to expand and soon spread all over his body.
"Real dragon?!"
The ancestor of the Liu family obviously couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. The dragon's soul appeared and then easily swallowed the three fireballs he summoned into his belly, and then thunder struck his body. These things almost all happened at the same time.
As soon as he took a breath, he was still immersed in the pleasure of killing Ye Long and snatching the treasure. In the blink of an eye, the cracks all over his body were almost destroyed. The gap between the front and back was so huge that he could not accept it.
"Bang!"
After saying these words, the Liu family ancestor's body finally shattered into pieces, and his flesh turned into powder and dissipated. If it weren't for the remaining clothes on the ground being swallowed up by the magma and sparking, no one would have remembered that a person had just appeared here.
Nascent Soul Cultivator!
Inside Xuanji Pavilion, Liu Family Headquarters, Duanyuncheng
"Ye Long! You can't escape my grasp!"
The old man with a stooped figure and a long beard in gray clothes suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with light. He gritted his teeth and whispered to himself with a gloomy face. The palms that were originally placed on the knees where he was sitting cross-legged to knead the magic formula also tightened.
He held it tightly, even his nails dug into his flesh.
"Pass my order, all Jindan cultivators from the Liu family and below, as well as Jindan cultivators, should leave the city if they have no other important matters to arrest Ye Long!"
"yes!"
Ye Long on the Dragon Burial Slope looked at the transparent giant dragon soul in front of him and didn't know what to say for a moment. He looked at the place where the ancestor of the Liu family had just fought, and then turned to look at the high dragon.
At this moment, Shenlong's eyes are emitting white light, giving people a sense of wisdom.
"You make me feel very kind. Could it be that you are my reincarnation?"
The giant dragon said with a confused look, then he waved the dragon head and continued:
"No, you are not, otherwise my precious phantom from the previous life would not be able to find you. So what is it that makes me feel so kind?"
He circled around Ye Long again. During this period, Ye Long did not dare to move. Just kidding, the real cultivation level of a being who could instantly kill a Nascent Soul cultivator with one move would be beyond Ye Long's imagination. If such a being wanted to
I'm afraid a sneeze is enough to erase myself.
"Frozen for thousands of miles? The Ox God Shield? How come they are in your hands! What happened to the Frost Fairy and Toniu God!"
The giant dragon, who had a look of doubt on his face just now, suddenly burst out with a chilling aura. Unable to withstand the pressure, Ye Long suddenly collapsed to the ground.
"This was given to me by Mr. Fuqiu. I don't know the two seniors you mentioned!"
Ye Long hurriedly told the origin of the treasure. He believed that if he did not tell the origin of the treasure, the ghost of the giant dragon would kill him in the next second.
"Mr. Fuqiu? But that Qiu Hongji?"
"Yes, it's senior, that's right."
"It seems that something bad happened to my two friends too!"
The dragon soul felt lonely for a while, and Ye Long did not dare to disturb him at all. This kind of existence was completely beyond the scope of Ye Long's understanding.
"You and I must have such a conversation because of the great truth. Since you make me feel friendly, I will pass on some good things to you!"