"They are just two yellow-mouthed kids in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. How dare they be so arrogant? I have been at the peak of Foundation Establishment for many years. You two just stay here tonight. Watch your move, Netherworld Ghost Fire!"
I saw the fireworks originally rising above the steel whip rising instantly, and changing from bright yellow flames to gray-black color. Qingya felt that the surrounding temperature dropped a lot in an instant, and the gray-black flames also seemed to be There is a ghostly shadow, as if it is about to burst out of the flames.
"Become a dead soul in the flames."
As the steel whip was swung, streams of ghost mist sprang out from the gray-black flames, mixed with the crackling sound of burning, and quickly attacked the two of them.
"Yi shoots for nine days."
With a soft drink, countless red fire lotuses poured out like a torrential rain. With just one encounter, the menacing ghostly figure was instantly wiped out. The rest of the people raised their weapons to resist, but there were still many red lotuses falling on them. .
At the moment of contact, the flame instantly burned the clothes, penetrated the skin, and burned their flesh and blood together. Fortunately, the flames burned in a small area and did not ignite their whole bodies. Most of them only burned their arms and lost their fighting power. Only Zhong Yan protected his body with a whip and resisted.
Before they could slow down, a stream of cloud-like sword light spread like water patterns, coming one after another behind the fire lotus. As a last resort, everyone had to resist again. Under the clash of gold and iron, the weapons in their hands shattered. After getting Qing Ming, Qing Ya's strength is also different from what it was a few days ago.
Zhong Yan's body-protecting Qi was also shattered by this blow, causing him to take a few steps back.
"We, the Wild Fire Holy Cult, had no grudges against you two in the past and have no grudges in the recent past. Why do you want to destroy the great cause of our Holy Cult?"
"Great cause? Since you are doing mischief here in Qiantang, you must be aware that someone will come to your door. Look at the sword!"
Without waiting for the other party to adjust his breath and reply, Qing Ya carried Qing Ming and stepped on Xiaoyaoyou. In just one breath, he came to Zhong Yan.
Qing Ya's speed was extremely fast, but the cold light on the tip of Qing Ming's sword was faster. Before anyone arrived, the sword light had already hit Zhong Yan's face, instantly defeating his body-protecting aura.
Knowing that the two people in front of him were not ordinary foundation-building monks, Zhong Yan had to use his full strength to fight against them.
The God of Fire is extinguished.
This monk at the peak of his foundation establishment had no choice but to use his most powerful martial arts skills when facing two young disciples who were in the middle stage of his foundation establishment.
Zhong Yan shouted again, his evil aura became stronger, and a shadow of a statue gradually formed behind him. The statue had six arms, each holding a sword and an axe. It was one of the three statues Qingya saw that day. The tall statue filled the entire cave space, but its figure was still growing, and soon it broke through the surface, bringing up layers of earth and rocks.
The battlefield also moved to the night sky outside.
As soon as Qingya and the two of them jumped out of the cave, a huge flame totem came towards them. This totem was several times bigger than the two of them. The two of them were unable to dodge and had to face the enemy head-on.
Across all directions.
As he raised his hands, eight giant swords turned into shields to surround Qing'er and the two. Immediately afterwards, the totem giant swords collided. Golden light fell and flames flew. The two were in a stalemate for a while. Hua Qing'er saw the right moment and struck out with a sword. Bai Lian passed through the gap in the giant sword, bypassed the giant statue, and struck Zhong Yan directly behind him.
Bai Lian flew through the air, leaving a trail of ice, which was the trace left after the water vapor in the air was frozen.
Seeing Bai Lian's attack, Zhong Yan was manipulating the statue to break through Qingya's defense line. If the stalemate continued, he would definitely receive this blow.
As a last resort, Zhong Yan withdrew his attack, jumped up, and dodged Bai Lian's attack. Unexpectedly, Bai Lian seemed to be tracking him automatically. After flying over his head, he turned back and attacked Zhong Yan again. Come.
"Damn it." Zhong Yan couldn't help but cursed secretly, but he had no choice but to continue to dodge, but just as he was dodging, a golden nine-ring sword was coming towards him.
Finally, he realized that continuing to dodge was not an option, so he raised his spirits again, and a bright firelight shot out from between his eyebrows and entered the shadow of the statue.
As if some kind of switch had been activated, the red light of the statue's shadow instantly swelled, and its figure became more solid. The statue held up the battle ax with one hand to block the oncoming golden knife, and held the sword with the other hand to shoot down the fast white sword. While practicing, a pillar of fire burst out from his mouth and rushed straight to the green cliff above.
Thousand rocks are eternal.
Qingya held the sword in one hand and formed a seal with the other. In an instant, a bright yellow light surrounded him. Without any dodge, Qingya once again held the hilt of the sword with both hands. The golden sword also rose several feet, facing the sky-high flames. Qingya I vowed to split the fire in two.
The sharp golden sword passed through the flames. The thick fire pillar was not as sharp as the edge, but was separated by the sword's energy. It split into two streams and dispersed behind Qingya. Qingya's body protection kept flickering, and the transformed golden sword seemed to be caught. The fire burned red, giving it a red halo, but Qing Ming in Qing Ya's hand was still cold.
break,
The golden sword followed the flames and slashed to the bottom. Qingya crossed the sword again. The sword light turned from gold to silver. The sword light carried on Qingming kept flashing and bursting. Qingya gathered strength and accelerated again, like a meteor that penetrated the head of the statue. department.
The silver sword light exploded on the head of the statue. The huge statue seemed to lose contact with Zhong Yan and slowly fell backwards. However, Qingya didn't have time to get the slightest breath. Seeing that the statue could not withstand Qingya's attack, Zhong Yan took the next best option and lurked behind Qingya, waiting for Qingya to withdraw his attacks to launch a fatal blow.
Dark fire swallows the sky.
After locking Qing Ya's figure, Zhong Yan forced out an inch of will-o'-the-wisp from the spiritual platform, and then Zhong Yan swallowed the will-o'-the-wisp in one gulp. Suddenly, Zhong Yan's whole body was ignited with dark fire. The black fire instantly engulfed him. At this time, Zhong Yan was no longer human. He was like a ghost in the abyss, carrying a shrill and ear-piercing howl, charging toward Qingya with the power of annihilation.
However, before he came to Qingya, three ice walls suddenly appeared in front of him. However, the thick ice wall only slowed down his progress. The will-o'-the-wisp penetrated the ice wall easily and continued towards Qingya. The cliff flew away.
At this time, there seemed to be flying snow falling in the desolate night. Xia Ci, who was fuming in the room, couldn't help but rub her arms, opened the window and looked outside. Under the bright moonlight, there was already flying snow.
In the center of the battlefield, the temperature has dropped sharply, and the flying snow has turned into sharp ice cones. The moonlight pours down from the sky along with the silver frost, as if it wants to wash away the lead in the world.
The cold wind howled, the frost suddenly rose, and a crystal nine-petal lotus bloomed quietly in the air. The clean petals reflected the moonlight in the sky, scattered into mottled fluorescence, and scattered in the dark night.
