"I haven't seen you for a few days. My little friend's cultivation has also improved a lot. Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth. In the future, my little friend will definitely be able to surpass us."
Daochang Li exchanged familiar greetings with everyone, and everyone else also chatted one after another. It seemed that after knowing that Qiu Chiyu had entered the realm of the six layers of Canglong, no one took this Qiongqi to heart.
"you……"
These guys, on weekdays, all work hard to practice, and each one is more violent than the other. Why are they all so timid now?
"Since the seniors have given in, instead of fighting like this, how about letting the juniors go and fight?"
Qingya was a little eager to try when he saw the huge ferocious beast in front of him. Although the strength of this Qiongqi is higher than that of the previous Xiang Liu, it will not exceed the early Yuanying stage at most. I have never fought against an opponent in the Yuanying stage.
Of course, Qingya will not think that he can defeat Qiongqi in front of him by himself. If that is really the case, then the previous training of several seniors here will be in vain.
But as long as Qiu Chiyu is there, he will definitely not be in danger. This is an opportunity to fight against Yuanyingqi. Qingya can hardly contain his excitement.
"You are really arrogant. Zhuji wants to fight Yuanying, but I like it. Don't worry, I'm here, you can just go and fight."
Qiu Chiyu patted Qingya on the shoulder, seemingly not paying attention to him at all. However, there was really no need for her to take this man-made beast lightly.
In her own words, looking at the entire city of Chang'an, I am invincible.
As soon as they heard that a young monk at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment took the initiative to challenge the Qiongqi beast, everyone else also expressed polite words such as saying that there is a talented person in the country.
Qing Ming's hand trembled slightly, as if he was also longing for this hard-won duel. As Qing Ya's cultivation increased day by day, the sleeping sword spirit gradually awakened, although now Qing Ming could only convey some weak messages. Thoughts, but this kind of power is already an existence that even the Dragon Bird Army God needs to look up to.
Now, Sword Spirit also needs Qingya to regain his former strength in constant battles. It is best to be able to completely control Qingya's body like last time.
At this time, the hairless Qiongqi looked even more fierce. It didn't know what its situation was and just blindly attacked the people in front of it.
Although the sharp sword was lost, the edge of the feathers still remained. Qiongqi converged his wings and pointed straight ahead. The feathers stood up like steel knives, shining with a cold light under the moon.
Qiongqi spun on the spot, his limbs converged, like a cloud shuttle, piercing towards the green cliff. As Qiongqi rotated, the feathers on its wings sprouted pieces of phantom feathers, like the vanguard of a cloud shuttle, shooting towards the green cliff.
Vulcan dragon armor, combined.
The blazing battle armor covered Qing Ya's body, and the phantom feathers jingled on the armor, leaving not even a trace of white marks. There was only a dense crashing sound, like night rain falling on the eaves.
Nine Quchen.
Qing Ya held the sword with both hands, and a thick light barrier covered Qing Ya's wrist, binding his hands to Qing Ming tightly.
"What is he going to do? In this case, wouldn't he be able to wield the sword with only two hands? How can he face the enemy if he is so clumsy?"
Qiu Chiyu was very confused by Qingya's actions, but Hua Qing'er, who was used to Qingya's strange operations, was quite confident in him.
"It seems that he has a new understanding of swordsmanship."
Jiuquchen, this was originally a move that Thunder Steel Golden Body would only use when the terrain was unfavorable. Because there is no solid ground to draw on, this move is to gather the little bits of dust dispersed in the air and condense them together to form defenses for some key parts, such as the heart and head.
But Qing Ya used it to connect his wrist with Qing Ming, so that he could ensure that he would not lose his hand due to too violent confrontation in the future.
I saw Qingya holding his long sword high, and imitating Qiongqi's example, he quickly rotated in the opposite direction. Soon, his body also formed a steel cone, and he rushed directly towards the oncoming Qiongqi.
"You dare to use Zhuji's body to confront Qiongqi's body head-on. You are really brave."
"He has the courage, but what about his ability? You don't think he can stand up to Qiongqi now, do you? If he has some shortcomings and the Goddess Yaoguang comes to visit, let's see what you do."
"This...that's true, but I think his armor is quite intimidating. I think he can give it a try."
"No matter what, we need to be careful and don't let anything happen to him."
Everyone thought Qingya's move was unwise. In the law of all things, the human race is born with a more intimate perception of Taoism, so its practice will be smoother than that of other races such as the demon race and the beast race. This is why monks of many other races will take the lead in practicing the art of transformation. The reason is that only with a human body can we continue to practice better.
Of course, the human body is not the most perfect container for cultivation. The pure bodies of gods and demons are purer existences. They seem to have no bottlenecks in cultivation and are the products of nature created by heaven and earth. However, there are too few gods and demons with pure divine blood or demon blood. They have only appeared once since the human race has written records, and that was the Demon Lord and the Patriarch Tianyun thousands of years ago.
The yin and yang of all things in the world are in order. Although the human race has a smoother journey of cultivation, their physical bodies are the weakest of all races. Moreover, their bodies still have many vital gates and are extremely vulnerable to irreparable damage.
Therefore, human monks often pay attention to cultivating the physical body while practicing Taoism. Thunder Steel Golden Body is a very typical example.
Under the cover of night, the speed of the impact of the shuttle and the cone is getting faster and faster, and the golden phantom swords and silver phantom feathers that are constantly scattered from both sides are also following the messy trajectory and constantly colliding, blooming in the night. Fireworks.
Bang, the two soldiers collided, like violent explosives being ignited. The air waves generated by the collision blew up strong winds. Thanks to the experts present, they were not blown away.
Qingya, who was at the center of the impact, felt even more dizzy. Fortunately, he had summoned the Vulcan Dragon Armor in advance. Needless to say, the armor created by the Eight Desolate Dragon Flames was indeed indestructible. Even his own mortal body could. Face off against the broken ancient beast.
"What is this? Why has such a strong armor never appeared before or been recorded?"
Many people saw the mystery of the armor at a glance and asked about its origin. Unexpectedly, no one knew about it.
The Holy Cult of Wild Fire has been dormant for hundreds of years. When it first came to the world, it was destroyed by Qing Ya and Hua Qing'er who came down from the mountain before it could start its grand mission. Even their main altar was uprooted by the mysterious master. The century-old foundation was destroyed. It was destroyed silently like this. Naturally, this Vulcan Dragon Armor had never appeared in the world before.
"How come the aura on that armor is so similar to my own? I've seen him wearing it before in the photo veil. At that time, I just thought the shape suited my taste. Now it seems that it's really similar to me. Will it be that day when we share our origins..."
Feeling the breath of the flame dragon emanating from the armor, Qiu Chiyu couldn't help but think of the remnant soul of the flame dragon that merged with him in the dream of Guixu that day.
Everyone here is making speculations, but on the battlefield, the fighting is fierce. The tip of the Qingming Sword and the tip of the Winged Peak were incompatible with each other. The friction caused by the reverse rotation caused intense high temperatures. Even the feathers as sharp as steel could not withstand such a high temperature and were burned. After it turned red, it gradually softened, and finally turned into yellow molten iron, dripping down.
The pitch-black Qingming Sword's edge remained unchanged at all, and Qingya could even feel the coldness on the sword becoming more intense. This was the sign that the sword spirit was rejoicing.
"This armor and this sword are all first-class treasures. I didn't expect that at such a young age, he would have better treasures than me. It's really enviable."
"What, you want to rob me? Do you have the courage?"
"Hey, don't talk nonsense. If Master hears it, I will have to run away."
…
This time, relying on the strength of the armor and Qingming's edge, Qingya gained the upper hand in this battle, but Qingya knew that if the hair on Qiongqi's body was still there, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.
Because he no longer has any spiritual power to maintain his high-speed rotation. Once his spiritual power is exhausted, even if Qiongqi cannot break through the dragon armor's defense, he will be unable to attack.
The trace of purple energy in his veins became active again, flowing rapidly through his limbs, and the spiritual power that had been lost in large quantities was quickly replenished.
Qiongqi didn't seem to want to give Qingya time to adjust his breath and recover. He opened his mouth wide and a breath of ice swept toward Qingya like a white scorpion. The cold air condensed all the water vapor passing by into tiny dots. Ice crystals fell one after another like snowflakes.
As for the art of ice and fire, Qingya didn't dabble too much, so he was preparing to use the giant sword that spanned all directions to block the invasion of cold air. But just when he was about to use the sword technique, he felt a strong force coming from Qingming in his hand. The feeling of longing.
Intermittently, Qingya roughly understood what Qing Ming meant. The cold air that hit this time had the cold breath carried in the bloodline of ancient ferocious beasts. This was excellent nutrition for Qing Ming, who was naturally fond of cold. , although the content is very small, it is better than nothing.
Understanding Qing Ming's intentions, Qing Ya took the initiative to remove the dragon armor. The so-called ice and fire are incompatible. In Qing Ming's home field, it does not want the existence of other elemental powers.
So, amidst everyone's exclamations, Qingya stood without any defense, holding a long sword and pointing directly at Bingxi.
Qiu Chiyu had already stepped out to Qing Yadi's side at this time, and saw the flames on her wrists rising into the sky, and she was about to take action to destroy the ice breath.
“Trust me, I’ll be fine.
