The fire dragon's beard and eight sharp blades of light and fire swarm towards Qingge, killing decisively.
Ye Qingtian under the ring seemed to have red eyes, and his eyes seemed to be about to pop out. He silently recited in his heart, admit defeat, and admit defeat if he couldn't get over it.
He was not afraid that Qingge would admit defeat and became a joke for the whole city again. He only cared whether she was still alive.
During the Four Dynasties, as long as someone admits defeat, the opponent will never attack, and the golden light shield will be opened.
Ye Qingtian was praying, hoping that Qingge would admit defeat.
But he knew that she would not, even if she was dead.
People all think that the girl in the sea of fire is struggling dyingly, her hands are burned and destroyed, so how can she pick up her weapons and fight again? What's more, the opponent is a powerful Five Elements Spiritual Artifact. How can a cultivator of the seventh level of innate level withstand it?
Not only Ye Qingtian, but many people are also waiting for her to admit defeat. However, the difference is that Ye Qingtian wants her to live, while others are ridiculing her and waiting to see her laugh at her.
Therefore, she cannot lose.
Qinggexu narrowed his eyes with a cold and thin color, and a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth. The cold murderous aura kept strangling the vast sea of fire behind him. As the crowd of astonished eyes looked, she suddenly stretched out her left hand.
The spiritual energy gathered in his palm, swelling endlessly. The Mingwang sword, which was still in the strong fire, floated up and rushed into Qingge's hand.
The Mingwang sword held in his left hand, in the charming fire, the smile on the girl's face became stronger and stronger, and the aura of death spread like a demonic obstacle under the darkness of the darkness.
She raised her eyes and looked at the eight lights and fire blades. The blood demon flower between her eyebrows released a scarlet light, making her fair face look so beautiful, bright and charming. With one knife, the huge sea of fire was actually cut by a single point.
In two, eight light and fire blades disappeared under the sword light.
Qingge's mind moved slightly, and countless blood demon blades broke through the air. She stumbled through the rain. She stepped on the blood demon blade with her thin body soared upwards. The Mingwang sword in her left hand made it amazing, even more powerful than her right hand.
It was a little smoother, and a black blade hit the fire dragon's body. A blade appeared. The fire dragon seemed to feel the pain, and the red fire gushed out of its wide mouth.
The fire rushed towards Qingge, Qingge sneered, her face was as cold as frost, and with the power of the Blood Demon Blade, her body was fighting in the air. When the fire came, her body flipped backwards, and her legs were bent as she looked down on her head.
The Mingwang knife in his hand slashed down from between his legs.
Mingwang Knife broke away from Qingge's hand, and the black blade was filled with a red or purple arc, which actually split the flames spurted out from the dragon's mouth into air. When Qingge's mind moved, Mingwang Knife penetrated.
The fire dragon's abdomen was turned, and when the lightning and thunder were roaring, it fell into Qingge's hand.
The road is turning around, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.
Qingge stood on the Blood Demon Blade, her eyebrows were full of confidence and frivolity, and she was so proud. The 21st century mercenaries must know how to hold weapons with both hands. This is the most basic requirement, and what I am afraid of is one day.
If the right hand is disabled, at least the left hand can still be used, then this person will not be disabled.
There seemed to be a lightning flash in my mind, and a thought emerged in my mind. The cold light in my eyes was filled with cold eyes, and the cold eyes were burning.
Thinking of doing it, Qingge gathered all the blood demon blades in the sky under his feet. The charming red light was like a bloody collapse that exploded on the end, dyeing everyone's eyes red. The blue sky and white clouds were like blood, covering the thick darkness.
Among them, only the smell of blood is the most vital.
Everyone looked at Qingge in shock. The girl stood in the sky, under her feet, a red light suddenly appeared, and a blood-colored demon flower slowly bloomed in the light and fire. The girl was wearing a long rouge gown, dancing in her black hair, standing on the blood lotus
Above it, like the Shura of Jiuzhou, killing people like demons.
"That's the Blood Demon Flower?"
Beilinghai was shocked.
At the beginning, he took everyone to appreciate the flowers and watch the water on the Xishui River. The Blood Lotus became bloodthirsty. In order to protect themselves, everyone forced Qingge to jump into the river. They thought she was dead, but they didn't expect that she had swallowed the Blood Lotus.
At that time, Beilinghai and others did not notice the power of the Blood Lotus. Until now, when they saw the gorgeous demon flower in full bloom, Beilinghai woke up. What was the Blood Lotus that was admired on Xishui River? It was clearly the
Blood Demon Flower.
The choice of the Blood Demon Flower is also very evil and quirky, but once the Blood Demon Flower is subdued and merges with the Blood Demon Flower, the Blood Demon Flower will become powerful to a certain level in the future, and it can be comparable to the high-level five-star spiritual weapon.
It's just that the blood demon's journey is quite difficult, and it has no life for a hundred times. It's just because its evil spirit is extremely heavy, and if you are not careful, you will be backfired. Only one human skin is left, and all the flesh, bone, marrow, and soul are backfired. There were also several powerful people.
If you don’t accept this and want to tame the Blood Demon Flower, you will be repelled from the face of unrecognizable things, and you will even be regarded as a ghost story and spread among the people.
"The practitioner merges with the Blood Demon Flower. At first, he can release the Blood Demon Blade, and then condense the Blood Demon Flower into substance."
Xiao Rufeng said eroticly, and his words were full of surprise, "There are indeed several venerables who can bring the Blood Demon Flower to the extreme, but among these people, the Blood Demon Flower is the most important
The young man is thirty years old, but because his constitution and blood are different from ordinary people, Qingge is just about the same as in the hairpin this year, and he can condense the Blood Demon Flower into substance at about sixteen years old. This talent is the only one in the world of the weapon refining union.
The smoke-making and the snow spirit of the alchemy house can be compared with it.”
"So powerful." Yin Liangsha said in surprise.
Xiao Rufeng nodded, "The Blood Demon Flower is extremely resentful and is born with bloodthirsty. If ordinary people want to tame it, they can only die."
"Will that Qingge defeat Xin Wanjun's five elements spiritual weapon?"
Yin Liangsha finally let go of the heart, but after a while, it was raised to his throat again.
Xiao Rufeng shook her head and said, "Qingge's essence of refining the blood demon flower is very short, and she does not specialize in the blood demon. The blood demon is just an auxiliary for her. She cannot turn defeat into victory by this. It is Xin Wanjun
, when controlling the Burning Sky Whip, he is extremely skillful and can summon the five elements divine beasts. Moreover, the five elements divine beasts summoned are dragon clans, Qingge is still very dangerous."
Yin Liangsha's entire face wrinkled, and she was very upset.
Ye Wuhen, Mo Xie and others looked at the ring without waves, fighting in full swing.
Qingge stepped on the Blood Demon Flower, held the Ming King's Sword in his hand, and floated in the sky with clouds. But when she saw her mind moving, the Blood Demon Flower carried her through the sea of fire. The fire dragon roared behind and squirted out flames.
Ge turned around and faced the flame dragon. The spiritual energy in the dantian came out in full bloom, and a hurricane blew up on the ring, extinguishing all the flames.
At the corner of the arena, Xin Wanjun held the Burning Sky Whip in his hand, and there was a huge fire in front of him.
"The clown jumping." Xin Wanjun said disdainfully.
She took a few steps back, stood on the edge of the ring, and the whip in her hand swung into the air, and a blast exploded like thunder. Then everyone saw that with his wrist as the center, a cluster of flames burst out, and the flames went down the road.