"What is dragon energy?"
Mu Qing summoned a bolt of thunder to fall in front of Cao Jin, and asked again in the sea of consciousness.
Meng Zhang had helped him a lot, and he could do his best to repay him, but he didn't want the people around him to become tools used by Meng Zhang.
Mu Qing did not guard his thoughts, so Meng Zhang was able to see clearly, and finally said leisurely: "Don't worry, as long as I help you, that woman will not die."
Cao Jin in front was blocked by the thunder, and his speed was sluggish. Mu Qing knew that he would not get the answer for a while from Meng Zhang, so he gathered his thoughts, shouted softly, and chased towards Cao Jin. He was no more than ten feet away from Cao Jin. At this time, a thicker thunder was summoned again.
This thunderbolt that was completely glowing with purple light was faster and more violent than before. Without giving Cao Jin any chance, it struck directly on the top of Cao Jin's head, causing him to groan, and his body that was flying in the air fell straight to the ground.
The military camp at the south gate was crowded with people. Many Guards soldiers were cleaning the ruins of the barracks under Xiong San's order. Suddenly, they heard two thunder blasts in the rainy night of early autumn, and they all looked over in unison.
Cao Jin was lying on all fours in the dark ruins after the fireworks, with his white hair spread out on his back. When he raised his face, he revealed an extremely horrifying and twisted face, and there was a short sound in his throat. Breathing sound: "Hoo...ho..."
Cao Jin was filled with fear.
Starting from his forehead, several thumb-thick thunder lines flickered and spread to his whole body. The golden and purple rays of light on his body intertwined and devoured each other, and the sense of destruction that used his flesh and blood as a battlefield completely enveloped his mind.
Thunder technique is probably a fighting method that practitioners are flocking to, but there is only one thunder technique that truly stands proudly in the practice world, and that is the Xishan Lin family.
At this moment, he actually felt that Mu Qing was not only the son of Lin Xiao, but maybe also a born person with the orthodox inheritance of the Lin family in Xishan.
"This is a human or a ghost..."
In the eyes of those soldiers, Cao Jin, who rolled and crawled into the rain, wearing a purple robe and swaying white hair, looked like the kind of ghost that the common people said. In a daze, he vaguely thought of why he didn't come again. Thunder, just chop this thing on the ground into flying ash. They are a little tired tonight and don't want to fight with something that is not human...
From being struck by thunder to lying in the rain and being witnessed by all the officers and soldiers, he couldn't even breathe. Mu Qing stopped behind Cao Jin and was about to land a palm on his back.
Cao Jin felt the familiar suction, and his face suddenly turned pale, but in the next moment, his eyes bloomed with bitter hatred. He let go of the isolation protection of the dragon energy in his body, and chose to detonate and devour it directly!
His chest was instantly bloody and bloody, but he was extremely lucky to break free from the shackles of the thunder. In the desperate struggle, he did not dare to have any luck. Mu Qing's palm almost hit the back of his heart, and at the same time, he kicked hard on the ground with his toes.
Ever since, in the eyes of the soldiers who had no time to react, Cao Jin, who was dressed in purple robes, was like a watermelon rind that had been stepped on, and was wiped out in the dark mud, reaching three or four feet away. stopped.
"You deserve to die!"
Cao Jin staggered to his feet as an extremely suffocating and vicious shout broke through the rain curtain.
Mu Qing frowned and looked at Cao Jin, seeing that his only remaining arm was raised and pointed at the dark night, restraining his steps forward.
At that moment, the power flowing through the body in the sea of consciousness suddenly increased a bit. Although Meng Zhang didn't say anything, the two of them still had a lot of tacit understanding after fighting in the past few days.
Cao Jin finally slowly lowered his raised hand, covering his chest in great pain, and even choked out a few mouthfuls of blood. The purple robe on his body was made of unknown materials and was still not broken at all, but the bright red blood had soaked through the front and was spreading rapidly, falling from the corners of the robe to the ground.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to digest this dragon energy on my own..."
Cao Jin's heart was slightly confused. After the dragon energy was directly detonated, his flesh and blood - foundation was injured in the collision with the thunder. Although his desperate attempt allowed him to escape the last moment, it made him fall into trouble this time. in a more dangerous situation.
If Mu Qing had just rushed over, he would not need all the luck contained in the Zhenguo Sword. He would have to "suffocate" Mu Qing to death with one sword. At that time, he could use the Zhenguo Sword as a container to share all the luck in his body for him. The chaotic and difficult dragon energy.
This was the best choice he could think of when he was in a difficult situation, but he never expected that this method of retreating the enemy and getting the best of both worlds would fail at the beginning of practice.
As he is now, with every breath he takes, his situation becomes more and more unfavorable.
Cao Jin clutched his chest and coughed with tears streaming down his face. He was extremely embarrassed, but he kept paying close attention to Mu Qing's every move.
"Could it be that my initial actions aroused his suspicion..."
More than a dozen breaths passed in the blink of an eye, but Mu Qing stood still and stopped attacking. Cao Jin, who noticed this, was really panicked. There was panic and anger in his heart, but finally it turned into nothing in the rain. There was a hint of coolness.
Mu Qing retracted his hidden gaze towards a certain place in the sky, where a trace of aura had leaked not long ago.
"That is a sacrificial sword that contains luck. If all the power of luck contained in it were poured out in an instant, your physical body would soon collapse due to your current low-level physique."
Meng Zhang's voice sounded far and near in the sea of consciousness. Mu Qing listened to him with a cold face as he continued: "Dragon Qi is just a special force of luck, just like the difference between spiritual energy and true energy. When he and the sword Grab all the energy of luck in your body, and I can give you three more purple qi, and one purple qi is enough to save that woman's life."
"That purple energy is indeed strange... Do you have a special method for refining energy?"
During the confrontation, Mu Qing did not forget to ask the question that had occurred a few days ago.
At that time, he had just obtained the jade slips from Murong Jing that recorded the contents of the "Baize Picture", which introduced various inhuman and strange creatures. He also understood that it was impossible to refine the creatures unless they were at the level of the overlord of heaven and earth. Mu Qing actually has several directions in mind to improve his cultivation through the power of earthly luck.
"There is no need to speculate on my existence. If you have enough opportunities, you will find out one day."
Mu Qing knew that his thoughts were just big characters written on white paper in front of Meng Zhang, but that didn't mean that sometimes, it was much more leeway to expose such thoughts directly than to ask. This was something Mu Qing clearly understood. The method of immersing the mind in a closed state is still rarely used.
Meng Zhang said: "The method of breathing is not unique to my inheritance, but it is barely a method to deal with it. Since you are curious, I will teach you directly."
Mu Qing felt hot in his heart and was about to refuse, saying that this was before the battle, but Meng Zhang didn't give him any time to react, and nearly a thousand words of magic formula were forcibly poured into Mu Qing's sea of consciousness by Meng Zhang.
In the rain curtain, several confidants surrounded Xiong San, who looked surprised, and looked at the two people confronting each other in the rain curtain.
Xiong San stretched out a finger in the air but immediately retracted it, mouthed in the direction of Mu Qing and the others, and asked in a low voice: "How long have you been like this?"
Seeing the cautious look on his face, his subordinates also lowered their voices and replied: "Counting from those two steps, there is still half a stick of incense. Before, the old man had a distorted face, but now this young man has started to do it too. Boss , you said...there won't be any problems with these two people, right?"
"What's the problem?" Xiong San's eyes fell on the python pattern on the purple robe thoughtfully. He replied subconsciously.
The subordinate muttered: "Recently, there have been frequent earth dragons turning over in the inner city, and earth fires have spewed out. I think it's probably these monsters that are responsible."
Xiong San looked at the confrontation and nodded subconsciously. When he reacted, he turned his head and glared at his subordinates. This guy was probably blinded by his military achievements. There are no monsters in this world.
His heart was affected by the depressing atmosphere of the scene, and he was about to reprimand him with a few words to relieve his emotions, when something unexpected happened!
Among the two people confronting each other, it was Cao Jin who finally found it difficult to bear the wait any longer. He raised one arm and screamed toward the sky. In the eyes of Xiong San and others outside the field, the rain curtain covering him suddenly stopped.
Xiong San, who covered his ears, shuddered and tried his best to open his eyes wide in fear, making sure that he had seen correctly. The raindrops that were originally hazy in the night suddenly appeared extremely clear in mid-air, with a faint hint of charming. Golden light, and when he reacted and was about to order everyone to retreat, Cao Jing's big hand, which seemed to be holding up a rain curtain, was pointed directly at Mu Qing, and then gave him a heavy hand.
Tens of thousands of raindrops swarmed towards Mu Qing after a moment of slight trembling.
At this moment, the hearts of many soldiers watching the changes in the field shrank. They felt that this was a power of heaven and earth that was beyond the control of mortals, and subconsciously held their breath.
Mu Qing, who was the target of the attack, still had a vacant look on his face at this moment, as if he had not noticed the danger yet.
At this moment, countless golden raindrops whizzed and spun towards Mu Qing, and the half-foot radius of his location seemed to be the center of a golden storm.
"His grandma's...can he survive?"
Xiong San did not dare to watch from a position that was only a dozen feet away. He waved his big hand back and led the soldiers beside him to retreat further and further away.
He couldn't see clearly what was going on inside the rainstorm, and subconsciously turned his gaze to look at Cao Jin on the other side, but he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
The look of surprise on Cao Jin's face became deeper and deeper.
He could feel that the mobilized power of luck was being quickly devoured, which proved that Mu Qing's abnormal state just now was deliberately exposed to him.
But at this moment, since he has decided to take action, most of these considerations can be left behind. Cao Jin's right hands are slightly loosened, and with his mind connected, the Zhenguo Sword has been hovering in the rain clouds for a long time. It fell straight into his hands.
With the Zhenguo Sword truly in his hand, the chaotic luck in Cao Jin's body seemed to have found an outlet, and all rushed to his right arm. Cao Jin looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and deliberately directed the power of his luck towards the Zhenguo Sword. Go up.
After the originally simple and elegant bronze sword was irrigated by the majestic power of luck, the inscription on the sword suddenly became bright and generous. At this moment, Cao Jin also had the trouble of solving Mu Qing's problem with one sword. He gritted his teeth and endured the heartache, and put the sword in his hands. Less than half of the broken dragon energy was sent into Zhenguo Jian's body.
At this moment, Cao Jin accidentally gave the Zhenguo Sword a sword spirit out of thin air. The Zhenguo Sword sensed his thoughts, buzzed, and took the initiative to break away from his control, and struck Mu Qing arrogantly. past.
Why do we say "boom"?
Because in the stunned eyes of people like Xiong San, the Zhenguo Sword was full of dazzling light. Wherever it passed, the space was shattered and the ground rolled up, as if it was going to destroy everything in front of it.
In the golden rain storm, Mu Qing also opened his eyes at this time. A cyan barrier isolated the rain for him, but it could not stop the flying sword attack.
He sighed softly, and with the strong help of Meng Zhang, he suppressed his headache and performed a very complicated seal technique.
At this time, Zhenguo Sword just broke through the barrier with a bang and pointed directly at his eyebrows.
