"This is simply unbelievable! This is a demonic fire. Even with my cultivation in the Demonic Essence Realm, I can't resist it. However, he can easily resist it with just one arrow!"
The middle-aged man was filled with frustration and frustration, and this blow was simply fatal to him.
"snort!"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly and stopped making useless attacks. He quickly retreated like an arrow, tens of meters away, then turned around and transformed into a huge black leopard.
The giant leopard opened its bloody mouth, and its roar was as breathtaking as thunder. It roared: "Devil Flame Violent Ball!"
Suddenly, dark flames gathered in the giant leopard's mouth, forming a huge flame ball.
The rotating black flame ball gradually grew in size in mid-air, exuding a daunting pressure.
Qinglong's eyes shone with calmness, unmoved by the power of the leopard demon.
Qinglong said in a calm and peaceful tone: "You finally revealed your true identity, Leopard Demon. But do you think you can win this way?"
The leopard demon sneered, and his thunderous voice echoed around, taunting: "I have never encountered an enemy who can resist my violent ball of demon flames! You are just a casual cultivator, you think you can withstand this power ?"
Qinglong smiled slightly, that smile was like the spring breeze blowing on the lake, quiet and full of mystery.
There is a vast spiritual energy gathered in his left hand, like a gurgling clear spring in the mountains, flowing endlessly.
The sound of the blue dragon is like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, awakening the dreams of the world, revealing great power in its tranquility.
His eyes are like stars shining on the sea, deep and vast, showing their majesty and solemnity.
"Leopard Demon, you underestimate me. Do you think this insignificant ball of devil flames is enough to make me unable to resist?"
Qinglong's tone was full of firm confidence, and the words echoed in the air, as if he were narrating an ancient and eternal truth.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qinglong's left hand shone with green light, its brilliance still dazzling under the sunlight.
He raised his left palm, and his palm was like ice at dawn, exuding a cold and murderous aura.
"Forced Shattering Palm!"
Qinglong shouted, his voice echoed in the void, and the entire space trembled with his voice.
A huge cyan palm emerged in the void. The palm was as huge as a mountain, and its power was as majestic as the ocean.
The cyan palm rushed towards the blazing ball of flames with an unrivaled attitude.
Under the powerful power of the cyan palm, the ball of flame instantly lost its luster, like a star swallowed by the night.
The Leopard Demon failed to foresee this outcome, and its eyes became solidified.
The huge flame ball swayed violently under the pressure of the cyan palm, like a fragile glass ball swaying on the verge of breaking.
That cyan palm was like a bottomless abyss, releasing strong pressure, like a sharp grinding wheel, gradually weakening the leopard demon's violent ball of magic flame.
"hateful!"
The leopard demon was filled with rage and shock, and its roar echoed in the air, vibrating like thunder.
However, although the leopard demon was furious, it could not resist the oppression of the cyan palm.
At this time, the Leopard Demon could only watch helplessly as his flame ball slowly disintegrated like a sandcastle under the opponent's endless pressure.
"Boom!"
A deafening crack exploded in the air. The leopard demon's flame ball, the violent flames, instantly shattered under the tap of the green palm.
The originally blazing sphere was now like a fragile bubble, instantly shattered into a piece of starlight and dissipated in the air.
Qinglong's eyes sparkled with a deep light, a brilliance that combined endless wisdom and power.
He spoke in a majestic tone to the leopard demon in front of him: "Leopard demon, even if your power is like a violent storm, you can't shake me at all. Because you have never realized the true power."
The Leopard Demon's eyes widened, and it finally realized its mistake. Qinglong is not an enemy that can be easily dealt with. Qinglong is far more powerful than he imagined.
"With the next blow, I will make you disappear completely."
Qinglong's voice was like a gentle breeze caressing the leaves, so calm that it was almost cold.
However, beneath this tranquil surface, there is hidden a firm determination like an ancient mountain, giving people an unshakable sense of solemnity.
"Hmph, I will never let you succeed!"
The Leopard Demon's voice was full of anger, and he was obviously irritated.
The red in its eyes is as bright as blood, embodying the power of anger.
An unfinished battle, a setback, it was unwilling to lose to Qinglong like this.
The Leopard Demon's body instantly turned into a blazing flame, like a beam of light falling from the sky. With endless power, it rushed towards the green dragon in front of it.
"Yeah?"
Qinglong narrowed his eyes slightly, held the magic arrow in his hand, and shouted softly: "Seven-star archery technique, Dakuixing style!"
In an instant, a rain of arrows filled the sky with a strong light blooming in mid-air, like stars coming into the world.
These arrows merged into one and turned into a huge energy beam. Like a punishment from the gods, it directly penetrated the leopard demon's flame beam and smashed it into pieces.
"Roar!"
The roar of the leopard demon pierced the sky, and its anger and unwillingness surged like a frenzy.
However, in the final note of this sound, there was a hint of helplessness and complete despair.
The body of the leopard demon gradually dissipated in the blazing light, as if it was slowly being swallowed by the invisible hand of fate.
Finally, the Leopard Demon's body completely dissipated in the void, leaving only a wisp of deep dark smoke floating in the boundless air, as if carrying the Leopard Demon's last struggle and unwillingness.
Qinglong stared at the direction where the leopard demon disappeared, and took a deep breath. The air he inhaled was like a cold sword, piercing his lungs.
Qinglong knew that this battle had ended, and he, Qinglong, became the final winner.
However, the joy of victory never came to his heart like a spring. Instead, a deep fatigue enveloped him like a shadow.
This is an indescribable fatigue that emerges from the depths of the soul, just like the ancient mountains and rivers that have endured the long years, tired and heavy.
Qinglong landed lightly on the ground, his eyes as calm as lake water filled with profound wisdom.
Then, Qinglong turned to White Tiger, who was fighting a fierce leopard demon.
The white tiger wears a white robe with a black tiger pattern delicately embroidered on it, looking extremely powerful.
The white tiger's face is extremely handsome, like a carved work of art, with clear and distinct facial features, smooth and powerful lines.
The white tiger's angular cheeks are in sharp contrast with the thick black hair, and the black hair is held high by a golden crown, which adds a bit of nobility and majesty.
The white tiger's eyes are like bright stars, slender and full of unique charm, like peach blossoms blooming on a clear lake in spring. It is a look full of passion, which makes people intoxicated if they are not careful and unable to extricate themselves.
The golden feathered arrow held tightly by the white tiger, with its nine-foot length, resembles the heroic ambition of a hero in the world.
The arrow is covered with lines, and each line seems to be whispering.
This golden feathered arrow, known as the "Ghost-killing Arrow", has endless power and majesty, and is the White Tiger's most powerful weapon.
