What's the situation?
Wan Ling looked at Chen Qingyuan's eyes and was extremely afraid. Moreover, he intends to impose a few more prohibitions, so that Chen Qingyuan has no chance to resist.
It's just that Wan Ling doesn't have this opportunity.
His rules of pupil and military solution have entered Chen Qingyuan's body, which is affecting his Taoist heart and even wants to shake his foundation.
"Ping--"
Chen Qingyuan's Dantian place seemed to have an ancient bell, which shook gently and sounded, breaking the laws of bad intentions.
Whow--
Because Chen Qingyuan used the power of two golden elixirs, he was able to control many top magic powers without exhaustion. Therefore, the ten thousand offensive opened a layer of fog in front of him and saw part of the picture.
It seems that there are two 烈阳 hanging over Chen Qingyuan's head, which are golden and flawless.
"The foundation of the double elixir!"
At this moment, he was shocked, and many doubts in his heart dissipated.
No wonder Chen Qingyuan can fight with himself across a big realm. No wonder Chen Qingyuan can control so many magical powers without a lack of spiritual power.
"This kind of person is rare to see for tens of thousands of years."
Wan Ling exclaimed and finally understood how perverted Chen Qingyuan was.
"Bang"
With just a few breaths, Chen Qingyuan's mysterious power in his body has flattened the strange power entering the body.
At the same moment, Chen Qingyuan used the amazing thunder method, and the spiritual power in his body was consumed more than half in an instant.
This move is the strongest thunder magic that Chen Qingyuan has learned so far.
A thunder disc swirled over the head, ten thousand meters long, like a thunder dragon, with a ferocious face, opening its huge mouth, and countless dark purple thunder flashes in its mouth.
"The edict!"
Chen Qingyuan fell down, and Lei Long locked Wan Ling, roared, and arrived in an instant.
Rumble--
The momentum of Thunder Dragon is unstoppable, and the shadows everywhere they pass all turn into powder.
Seeing that Thunder Dragon was coming, Wan Ling did not dare to pick it up.
Because this is in the fantasy world of pupil art, once you are injured, you are very easy to be devoured by Taoism.
After thinking for a moment, Wan Ling made a decision.
Unlock the world of pupils!
The next moment, Lei Long disappeared, and the consciousness of the two broke free from the strange fantasy world and returned to reality.
Chen Qingyuan forced Wan Ling to unlock the fantasy world without any hesitation. He held the Yulan sword suspended in the void in his right hand, and a sword was in the air.
Cut!
This is Chen Qingyuan's strongest sword, like the violent flood, and like a soft breeze.
There is no trace of softness in the fierce sword, and it contains the power of yin and yang.
唰-
The sword light cut through the sky and shattered the distorted space and the laws of both sides.
Wan Ling immediately urged the seven-striped copper coin to block it in front of him.
"Donglong"
In the blink of an eye, the sword light fell on the boundary of copper coins, leaving a deep sword mark.
It's so close!
Wan Ling secretly wiped a cold sweat. If it hadn't been for his fast reaction, this sword would have been enough to determine the victory.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Then, the two launched a new round of fierce fighting, and the competition of various Taoist skills turned the area into ruins.
Even if the black land here was extremely hard, the battle between the two was too fierce, which made the ground cracked. Countless rubble floated up, carrying a wisp of sword, and then attacked ten thousand.
A grain of gravel seems to have become the superior sword in the world, shining coldly.
Both sides began to be serious, and every attack and defense consumed a lot of aura.
Therefore, they need to distinguish a divine idea while fighting, and refine the spirit stone hidden in the Neifu Dantian or Xumi ring as quickly as possible.
Once the spiritual power is exhausted, the result is self-evident.
Unconsciously, the battle went on for more than 400 rounds.
"Chen Qingyuan hasn't lost yet!"
The disciples of the Star Tower couldn't accept it. They stared at each other, and their eyes were shocked.
"It doesn't make sense!"
The cultivation gap between the two is so big, how can Chen Qingyuan survive until now?
"Look at this, Chen Qingyuan doesn't seem to have reached the limit yet. The pupil of the Holy Son of the Star Tower can be said to be unique to his peers, but he didn't defeat Chen Qingyuan just now, and he didn't even put Chen Qingyuan at a disadvantage. It's really strange.
The pride of other forces in Dizhou sometimes exclaimed, and their eyes were complicated.
Chen Qingyuan, one of the ten heroes in the northern wilderness, is so powerful!
Those who once looked down on the pride of the outside world felt that it was necessary to change their ideas.
"Bang rumble..."
The sound of the war resounded through this territory, and both sides were injured, their clothes were broken, and their hair was messy.
Soon after, the 500 rounds mentioned by Wan Ling have arrived.
However, neither of them has the idea of a treistice.
Chen Qingyuan's fighting spirit was extremely high, and he regarded Wan Ling as a stepping stone to test the level of strength of the two golden elixir foundation.
"Five... It's 500 rounds.
The lips of the people who picked the Star Tower turned white and they can't accept it.
They turned their heads and looked at Wu Junyan, who was standing not far away.
According to the agreement, if Chen Qingyuan survives 500 rounds of this battle, the Star Tower must regress and cannot conflict with Wu Junyan again.
In the world, a big fist is the reason.
Chen Qingyuan proved himself with practical actions that he is not weaker than the son of the top forces of the imperial state, and is the existence of the same generation.
What's more outrageous is that he only has the early cultivation of the baby.
If there is a fight in the same realm, then the result...
Everyone couldn't imagine that the eyes looking at Chen Qingyuan gradually became afraid.
"Ah!"
Chen Qingyuan shouted loudly and cut his sword to the left side of Wanling.
Ten thousand coins resisted with seven-striped copper coins, and the body was not greatly affected.
Second--
With the fierce battle, it was found that there was a crack in the body of the seven-striped copper coin that could not be ignored. Previously, it was only a boundary formed by the cohesion of copper coins, which can be reshaped with some spiritual power.
Now it is a copper coin, so we can't ignore it.
If it goes on like this, the seven-striped copper coins are likely to break.
Thinking of this result, Wan Ling clenched his fists and stared at the magnificent Chen Qingyuan, and his mood was extremely complicated.
"Stop the war!"
Wan Ling waved his hand and urged a strong wind pressure, which forced Chen Qingyuan back a few steps and shouted loudly.
"What?"
Chen Qingyuan stood with a sword, keeping a distance of ten thousand meters from it.
"Five hundred rounds have passed, and there is no need to continue."
The Baimai feast has just begun, and it is full of creation.
Wan Ling felt that there was no need to win or lose with Chen Qingyuan at this time. If you are injured, the impact will be far-reaching. In addition, the seven-striped copper coin has cracked and needs to be repaired as soon as possible.
"Take your people, get out of here."
Chen Qingyuan took a look at the situation around him. For the sake of Wu Junyan's safety, he really couldn't be entangled. I sighed in my heart. Unfortunately, I haven't tested the limit of the foundation of Shuangdan Shengpin.
Hearing such bad words, Wan Ling frowned and was very unhappy.
"Be presumptuous!"
The Tianjiao of the Star Tower did not seem to have figured out the situation yet. Hearing the word "get out of here", they felt that their dignity was detrimental and scolded loudly.
"If you don't want to leave, don't leave."
Chen Qingyuan's voice was very cold, but it contained an indisputable taste, which made many people's souls tremble with chills.