sword fire elixir

In an instant, the two sides fought together.

The purple eagle is worthy of the strength of the Yellow Spirit Realm. A pair of fleshy wings are like poured steel, which drives the mighty wind, making people dare not underestimate the terrifying power contained on them.

Although Ning Qianqiu danced the flame whip tightly, it was safe for a while.But the consumption speed of the nameless flame like pumping water made him secretly smile bitterly.

"Sure enough, at this stage, it is still too reluctant to face the Huangling Realm!"

Ning Qianqiu's thoughts were like lightning, and he thought of a strategy in the blink of an eye, maybe only by leading Ziying to Sixiang's side, the battle will have a turning point.

Immediately, Ning Qianqiu's feet moved, and the battle between the two began to move deeper.

Purple Eagle's sharp pupils shone with a mocking look.

If it were another idiot monster, Ning Qianqiu's method of shifting the battle would have a high probability of success.But in front of it, which has awakened its wisdom, it was completely seen through.

"Human, although I don't know what tricks you have, but if you want to tease me, you should give up your heart!"

Ziying's murderous intent was intense, and with a scream, her speed suddenly increased.

With a bang, Ning Qianqiu only felt that a heavy hammer was slammed into his chest, and his body fell out like a kite with a broken string.

The severe pain made Ning Qianqiu almost faint.The purple eagle's sharp claws ruthlessly scratched out several wounds on his chest, the bones were deep, and blood flowed out!

Ning Qianqiu struggled to stand up, glanced at the remote location, and her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, go to hell!"

Amidst Ziying's strange laughter, he swooped down to attack and kill, as if he was at a strategic height, unstoppable!

Of course Ning Qianqiu wouldn't just wait for death, the flame whip stabbed out, and at the same time, his left fist exploded with thunder, blasting towards the purple eagle.

"Resistance in the corner!"

Purple Eagle's wings spread out, easily blocked Qianqiu's two moves, and was waiting for the sharp claws to end the opponent, but suddenly found that Ning Qianqiu's fist took the opportunity to hit his eyes.

Zi Ying was startled, flapped its wings, flew away to avoid the sudden punch, and looked at Ning Qianqiu.

I saw Ning Qianqiu's starry eyes were blank, the punch just now seemed to come from instinct.There are several fingers firing in succession, the snow-white flames are dazzling, blocking the route of the purple eagle, at the same time, the flame whip comes out of the hole like a snake, sweeping from bottom to top, the whip shadow is heavy, strange and unpredictable, the red light mixed on the whip is like Bloodthirsty Cold Front.

On the edge of the cliff of death, Ning Qianqiu once again entered the mysterious state of enlightenment!

Ziying was shocked.

It finally realized that the human beings in front of them had unheard of terrifying potential.

"If you can't kill you today, it will be a big problem in the future!"

The purple eagle was frightened and angry, one wing blocked the whip, and the other wing suddenly opened, just like a big knife radiating cold light, it slashed down!

call out!

The flame whip rolled backwards like spirituality, and the tip of the whip was like the edge of a sword. Caught off guard, it pierced through the purple wings!

Ziying was in pain.

"I can't die on the battlefield, let alone at the hands of a flat-feathered chicken..."

Ning Qianqiu strolled over, with a calm posture, wrapped in snow-white flames, and at this moment, his momentum was crazily rising.At the most critical moment, he finally broke through the bottleneck and his cultivation reached a new level.

Huang Lingjing!

When Ziying heard the words "Bianmaoji", she went completely berserk.

"Those who have just broken through the realm dare to speak loudly!"

紫鹰

The powerful escape speed soared again, turning into a purple whirlwind, blowing fiercely.

Although Ning Qianqiu broke through, he didn't dare to be careless. The flame whip danced endlessly, pumping, pulling, cutting, and parrying. His moves were rigid, but there was an unspeakable charm, which completely resolved the purple eagle's offensive.

After breaking into the Yellow Spirit Realm, the nameless flame seemed to undergo sublimation, and its power increased dramatically.

Moreover, Ning Qianqiu's control over this fire has become more and more proficient and precise, and the consumption of the flame whip on the nameless flame has been greatly reduced, which is enough to support him to fight for a long time!

Compared with Ning Qianqiu who fought more and more bravely, Zi Ying became more fearful as he fought.

It clearly felt that the mysterious masked man in front of him was whipping fiercely, and the scorching flames wrapped around the whip made him feel even more fearful from the bottom of his heart.

Ziying clearly heard Ning Qianqiu whispering.

"Roasted bird, is it delicious?"

"Roast your sister!"

Zi Ying was angry and frightened, his fighting spirit disappeared, he pecked Ning Qianqiu back suddenly, and flew high into the sky with his wings fluttering.

"Damn human, wait for me!"

Ziying dropped those words and fled in a hurry.

But behind him, there was a lot of fire.

Zi Ying looked back, so startled that the feathers on her neck stood on end.The flame whip stretched and stretched in an instant, chasing after it, trying to poke a transparent hole in its body.

"Damn it!"

The purple eagle bit the bullet and raised its wings, countless purple feathers that were harder than fine iron fell like raindrops, in mid-air, it seemed that there was a purple rain.

Ning Qianqiu finally changed color.

Every purple feather contained the energy of the purple eagle itself, pouring down densely, and he couldn't resist it at all.

He made a decisive decision, drew back and retreated quickly, and at the very moment, he flashed out of the range covered by the purple feathers.

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

Ziyu hit the hard ground, completely submerged, the sharpness made Ning Qianqiu terrified.

Looking up to the sky again, the sky was as blue as washed, and the purple eagle was no longer seen.

The move just now was Ziying's trump card. After using it, it would also suffer serious damage, otherwise this move would have been used long ago.

Ning Qianqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he failed to kill this beast, breaking through the bottleneck in the battle has already made him extremely satisfied.

At this time, he felt that his face was wet, and he stretched out his hand to touch it, only to realize that the mask on his face had fallen off at some point, replaced by a long scar, and gradually felt a burning pain.

"I was still hit..."

Ning Qianqiu shook her head.

The counterattack of a strong man of the same level should never be underestimated. Just now, he was careless.

"Gong... son..."

Ning Qianqiu was about to take out a new mask and put it on, when she heard this voice, she couldn't help but tremble.

Amidst the beast tide, a neat team went upstream and rushed to him.

"It's really you, this subordinate thought they were mistaken, young master..." Cen Kuan's tone trembled, behind him, Cheng Yi and others were equally excited.

Ning Qianqiu was silent.

Right now, he really doesn't want to see them in their true colors.

"Cen Kuan, there will be monsters attacking here at any time, it's not a place to talk, let's escort the young master back first." Cheng Yi pulled Cen Kuan who couldn't help himself, and said.

"Correct!"

"If the son is in danger again, I will be guilty!"

The team immediately changed positions, firmly guarding Ning Qianqiu in the center, and slowly advancing towards Xinghong City.

No wonder he was so nervous, Ning Qianqiu was seriously injured in the previous battle, not only his clothes were shattered, but his chest was almost disembowelled, the wound on his face was also extremely scary, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Young master, apply the medicine first. It's too dangerous for you to go into danger alone."

Cheng Yi handed Ning Qianqiu the golden sore medicine, full of worry.

Ning Qianqiu smeared the golden sore medicine, a cool feeling came on, and the bleeding stopped immediately.

Along the way, he was very silent.

In his heart, there were many things that he wanted to tell Cen Kuan and the others, but it seemed that there was a huge boulder stuck there, making him unable to breathe.

He was afraid, if Cen Kuan and others asked if he had avenged his brothers who died in the rouge forest three years ago, then how would he answer?

not the right time yet?

Oh, three years, when is the time?