Mrs. Qingya looked at the swaying orchid,
She saw that the shadow on the orchid was becoming more and more solid, and Qingyou's body would soon be condensed.
And she also felt that several mysterious auras had locked onto her room.
It should be said that those breaths have locked onto the ever-changing orchid.
This made Mrs. Qingya very worried. She was worried that Ding Xiaoyi would not be able to resist those who coveted him.
Her gaze passed through the hazy window,
She saw the young man sitting lazily on a wooden chair, and opposite the young man stood an old man with a bald head and a big belly.
Mrs. Qingya was shocked. She naturally recognized the bald old man with a big belly.
This person is also one of several giants hiding in Weizhou City.
She also knew the name of this bald old man with a big belly. It was said that he was called Patriarch Yiling.
Although this ancestor of Yiling is neither a mountain nor a dew person,
But no one will despise this funny-looking old man.
It is said that this person is both good and evil, and always acts according to his own preferences.
There was a look of worry on Mrs. Qingya's face.
She knew what kind of pressure Ding Xiaoyi would face next, and a strange warmth flowed in her heart.
"choke",
A ray of sword light shot towards the Yiling Ancestor like water.
But the Yiling Patriarch waved his hand, and the sword light shattered inch by inch under the Yiling Patriarch's big hand.
Ding Xiaoyi's face didn't show any emotion.
With a move of his right hand, the sword flew back to his palm.
But the stern look on the Yiling Patriarch's face became more and more intense, and he looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly.
"Old man, while you still have a few days to live, you'd better live well, otherwise Tianxian Tower will be your burial place."
Ding Xiaoyi said to the bald and pot-bellied old man unceremoniously, with endless sarcasm in his words.
"Little baby, aren't you afraid of letting your tongue slip when you speak big words?"
The ancestor of Yiling took a big step, and the energy billowing around him rose violently.
He stepped forward step by step, and the pressure like an invisible mountain rolled down on Ding Xiaoyi.
But Ding Xiaoyi stood up and raised his sword.
Layers of sword intent lingered around him like a tide, and the long sword in his hand aroused an even more dazzling sword light.
"If you don't listen to my good advice, you will have to come to death."
Ding Xiaoyi's face turned cold, and he swung the sword in his hand fiercely at the Yiling Ancestor.
"Hey...",
The sword flashed,
Ding Xiaoyi's figure suddenly appeared in front of Yiling Patriarch.
The long sword in his hand turned into countless rays of sword light and shot towards the Yiling Patriarch's body.
But there was a look of contempt in the eyes of the Yiling Patriarch.
There was a "boom" sound,
The energy around the ancestor of Yiling enveloped Ding Xiaoyi like a huge roaring wave.
The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was filled with light.
His body turned into a stream of light and stabbed towards the huge belly of the Yiling Patriarch.
There was a "ding" sound,
The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand felt as if it had hit a piece of extremely hard metal.
There was a crisp and sweet sound, but Ding Xiaoyi's body swayed.
A huge impact force surged from the long sword,
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but take a few steps back.
On the other hand, the ancestor of Yiling was as steady as Mount Tai, his body motionless.
"Boy, do you think you can shake this ancestor just because you are a ninth-grade grandmaster? It's really ridiculous. Even if a grain of light dares to compete with the bright moon, I will let you taste the taste of despair."
The Yiling ancestor said disdainfully, and at the same time, the aura around him became a little higher.
"boom……",
The ancestor of Yiling was surrounded by roaring Qi.
That energy was like a majestic giant wave in the sea, rushing towards Ding Xiaoyi.
at the same time,
The ancestor of Yiling slapped Ding Xiaoyi's body hard with his big hand.
That big hand covered the sky and sun, collapsing all the surrounding space, and Ding Xiaoyi was like an ant under that big hand.
The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was shining brightly.
He calmly watched the big hand slapping down at him like it was covering the sky, and he raised the long sword in his hand.
"In drunkenness, the sword energy is unparalleled",
Ding Xiaoyi shouted sharply.
The long sword in his hand trembled for a few times, and he raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed straight at the giant hand that was covering the sky and the sun.
Wherever the sword light touched, everything turned into nothingness.
And that giant hand also condensed the power of destroying the world and slapping Ding Xiaoyi on the head.
at this time,
Ding Xiaoyi raised his long sword high, and his body turned into a stream of light and headed towards the giant hand.
"Bang" sound,
The coercion of the giant hand struck hard on the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand, and huge coercion poured down from the long sword.
Ding Xiaoyi's body couldn't help but stagnate.
His figure was already only one foot away from the giant hand.
You can feel an overwhelming coercion pouring down from that giant hand.
That supreme pressure made Ding Xiaoyi's body tremble.
But Ding Xiaoyi raised his sword and pressed it against the giant hand, and his body had already flown into the air.
"Hey...",
The long sword made a trembling sound,
Ding Xiaoyi's body was also under tremendous pressure, as if the giant palm would turn his body into a pile of pulp.
Ding Xiaoyi, standing in the air, raised his sword to resist the huge palm that struck hard.
The long sword blocked the giant palm, but the violent energy fell on Ding Xiaoyi's body one after another.
"Bang, bang, bang",
Ding Xiaoyi's physical body could not withstand the strong pressure and made dull sounds.
The corners of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth also overflowed with streaks of bright red blood.
He did not release his sword intention. He had to use his body to resist the strong pressure brought by the giant palm. The giant palm of the Yiling Patriarch pressed again.
The giant palm was a few minutes closer to Ding Xiaoyi's body, and the pressure from the giant palm was several times heavier.
There was a "pop" sound,
Ding Xiaoyi spurted a mouthful of scarlet blood from his mouth, and the long sword in his hand trembled like an embarrassing weight.
"Little baby, you should give up. No one can survive my ancestor's Heaven-shaking Palm. I only want that innate spiritual creature and I don't want to kill you."
The ancestor of Yiling persuaded Ding Xiaoyi once again, and he couldn't help but exert force with the giant palm he stretched out.
A "buzz" sound,
The giant palm made a soft sound.
Ding Xiaoyi felt that his body was about to collapse, but he was still holding on.
When I was in Taoyuan Village,
His body was baptized by the black moonlight, and the light of the Hell God was not completely refined in his body.
He wanted to use the pressure of the Yiling Patriarch's Vajra Realm to unleash all the potential of his physical body.
"Bang" sound,
Ding Xiaoyi heard his body make a dull sound again.
Then there was a "click" sound,
He heard his bones crack under the intense pressure.
He watched as the huge palm that covered the sky fell on top of his head.
And the blood in his body began to boil, and a heat wave roared like a volcanic eruption.
"Buzz...",
Ding Xiaoyi heard a buzzing sound coming from his body, and the remaining light of the Hell God in his body began to surge.
I felt the hidden light of the Hell God in my body,
A bright smile appeared on Ding Xiaoyi's face.
This is the result he wants.
Under tremendous pressure,
The light of the prison god was completely absorbed by him, thereby stimulating the full potential of the prison god's light.
There was a "boom" sound,
The light of the prison god seemed to be greatly provoked,
One after another erupted from Ding Xiaoyi's body,
The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand also made a high-pitched sword roar.
"hiss……",
Ding Xiaoyi's physical body began to repair itself again.
He refined all the remaining Hell God's Light in his body, and his physical body reached an unimaginable state.
"Zheng",
The sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand flickered.
His originally slightly bent body could not help but straighten up, and at the same time, the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stabbed straight towards the giant palm again.
There was a loud "boom" sound,
The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand pierced the giant palm,
The violent sword energy rose up vertically and horizontally, piercing through the giant palm like a broken bamboo.
Just as Ding Xiaoyi's body passed through the giant palm, a figure appeared in Mrs. Qingya's room like a ghost.
The ghostly figure slapped Madam Qingya,
At the same time, the other hand was grabbing at the orchid that kept changing its body in the flowerpot.
Chapter 329: Secret attack
