Zhao Xuelin's eyes were full of murderous intent, as if she wanted to tear the opposite Zhang Qing into thousands of pieces.
"If you dare to attack the Zhao Family Courtyard, you will be cut to pieces with a thousand knives."
"We all belong to the same four clans. If there are some threats to the casual cultivators, there is no need to speak out, right?"
In the flames, Zhang Qing controlled dozens of fire snakes around his body that were more than ten feet tall and roared forward, while he slowly approached Zhao Xuelin's position.
"I let you go last time. This time, are you ready to fight to the death?"
A pair of beautiful eyes flickered, and the emerald green vines in the void were thrown over with huge force, making the sky explode and crushing all the approaching flames.
"You will die, there is no other way." Zhao Xuelin's eyes revealed strong confidence, and at the same time, two green magic swords appeared in the void, surrounding them like green snakes.
"Thousands of Silk Wood Spirits."
The blue crystal threads shuttled between the two men on the battlefield, and the flames could not melt them, and the sharp edge conveyed from them made Zhang Qing feel the possibility of being torn apart inch by inch.
"cut!"
Two cyan sword lights roared and slashed at Zhang Qing, trying to tear him into pieces.
The green hair around him blocked the space for him to dodge. He seemed to have no choice but to face the attack of the two magic weapons.
"But, do I need it?"
Zhang Qing, who turned into a burning man, was burning with majestic flames. The scorching power seemed to melt the surrounding void into liquid, and the black hair that was comparable to the blade of a sword continued to turn into ashes under these flames.
"Nine flame-condensing stars!" Nine red suns condensed behind Zhang Qing, and flames like water droplets continued to drip down. As the nine 'big suns' roared towards the front, Zhao Xuelin's face also changed. A moment changed.
"I have only learned one offensive spell, but my magic power will let you know that one spell is enough to kill you."
Under the rich fairy fire, the red sun collided with the two magic swords, and the shocking aftermath spread in the sky in all directions.
The two magical swords were defeated, and Zhao Xuelin's face turned pale because of the connection between her spiritual consciousness.
But this is just the beginning. There are still eight red 'big suns' in the sky still roaring with their own destructive aura.
Getting closer and closer, Zhao Xuelin could feel the cold sweat on her forehead being evaporated by the heat, and the terrifying energy contained in it made her realize the fear of death.
The soul and flesh were trembling slightly, following the ripples in the air under the heat wave.
"Damn, how can he have such strong magic power?" Zhao Xuelin gritted her teeth, unable to believe that she was defeated with just one move.
But there is no way. The spell inheritance released by Zhang Qing is comparable to his, and the terrifying energy contained in it directly represents that the other party is in the early stage of foundation building, but has a foundation that far exceeds her accumulated mana.
Glancing at other battlefields not far away, Zhao Xuelin smiled miserably, "I didn't expect that I would be the first to take action."
The moment she finished speaking, a vine with a diameter as thick as an arm broke through the ground under her feet and reached the sky. In the process, it continued to grow larger and thicker.
When it grew to a height of tens of meters, the bottom of the vine could already be compared to a tree trunk hugged by two people, and at the top, a brightly colored flower slowly unfolded, revealing its densely packed fangs. Read a book
"The power of the Zhao family's immortal magic inheritance."
Zhang Qing said softly, and then eight red stars shot towards the upper and lower eight positions of the ferocious spiritual plant without hesitation.
The 'big sun' at the top smashed into the fang-covered flower with the heat that burned everything. Then the imagined collision did not happen. The flower suddenly expanded like a giant beast opening its bloody mouth, pouring out the red blood. The stars were swallowed up.
But at the next moment, a harsh howl came from the flowers, as if the creatures were roaring in unimaginable pain.
A large amount of white smoke and dark ashes spurted out from the re-wrapped flowers, and at the same time, other 'big suns' also fell on the thick vines.
The roar was deafening, and while blood flowed from Zhao Xuelin's seven orifices, the huge vines broke and collapsed before they even had time to show their terror, and collapsed towards the earth.
The scorched vines sadly fell to the ground, and the broken stars fell to pieces like meteors and hit the ground. The earth became scorched black, and the spreading flames turned almost everything it touched into ashes.
This is the fighting method of the Zhang family in Chihu. Where they are, there is only vast scorched earth, and the violent spells make everyone who sees the battle scars in Yunmengze feel afraid.
Flames make people understand death more clearly than sharp flying swords.
Emerald green light erupted from the roots of the scorched vines again, and Zhang Qing, who was watching a vine growing, turned his attention to Zhao Xuelin.
"Is it a natural wood spirit? Why don't you use the seeds on your body?" Zhang Qing still didn't get close to the opponent, even if this way he would win faster.
"Ha!" Zhao Xuelin sneered with a blood-stained face, and then dozens of colorful talismans appeared in her hand, turning into spells that filled the sky and hit Zhang Qing.
The raging flames spread in front of Zhang Qing, turning into a fireball and wrapping Zhang Qing inside. In the burning flames, lines of condensed mana were looming.
This is a defensive spell practiced by Zhang Qing. It does not necessarily have to be a defense with other attributes. However, with Zhang Qing's powerful magic power, he can still unswervingly resist all incoming spells.
Stepping out of the flames, the vine in front of Zhang Qing that was exactly the same as the previous spiritual plant once again blocked the middle of the two people.
"She used the seeds of other spiritual plants to spawn her own wood spirit. Kill her as quickly as possible! Otherwise, you will be dragged down by the opponent's background!"
In the distance, a clan uncle shouted loudly, making Zhang Qing react.
If the Zhang family's immortal fire inheritance is unparalleled, then the Zhao family's monks are getting stronger with each battle.
In addition to the magical means it possesses, the native wood spirit can also swallow the spiritual energy contained in other spiritual plants and restore it again and again, unless the spiritual plant seeds in the other party's storage ring are exhausted, and the plant vitality of the Zhao Family Villa is swallowed up. All clean, otherwise they would be able to summon their own Kodama to fight again and again.
And how can others know how many spiritual plant seeds are stored in the Zhao family's storage ring for them to devour?
There are four clans in one clan and six kinds of immortal magic inheritance, which all come from the power of the Thirty-three Heavens. Each of them has powerful power. It is the supreme magic that belongs to immortals.
The Zhao family's natural wood spirit makes people despair, but the Zhang family's fairy fire inheritance has never been fragile?
In the void, the fiery breath finally ignited the air, and the raging sea of fire reflected the sky in the other courtyard red. The flames around Zhang Qing's body were also boiling, pulling him as tall as a heavenly soldier.
In the flames, he looked in the direction of Zhao Xuelin like a god and demon. The condensed vision of the flames ignited the position deep in his pupils, where the frantically biting wood spirits and the foundation of the Zhao family were reflected.
On the battlefield where the air was burning, Zhao Xuelin and the wood spirit were also burning with flames. Before Zhao Xuelin could extinguish the fire, Zhang Qing, who was followed by two flaming heavenly soldiers, had already approached.
The flames enlarged in the depths of her pupils, burning up all the flames and engulfing her body.
The ghosts of the Shui family, the wood spirits of the Zhao family, and the heavenly soldiers of the Zhang family!
The three major families do not pay much attention to other spells practiced by their disciples, because the power of the Immortal Fire inheritance itself has long surpassed the power of ordinary spells.
Spells are only mortal spells. Even if they are released using immortal spells, they are not as good as the inheritance itself. At least there are not many exceptions in Yunmengze.
After Zhao Xuelin realized that her Thousand Silk Wood Spirit Sword Technique had no effect, she gave up the idea of using magical weapons to attack.
Similarly, after using the Ningyan Nine Stars once, Zhang Qing also chose the most direct method to release the power of the immortal magic inheritance itself.
The inheritance of thirty-three days of immortal magic has never been said to be just about practicing skills!
