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Chapter two hundred and ninety nine(1/2)

A magnificent and dazzling meteor shower made everyone on Fengyuntai widen their eyes for a while.

Then they saw a figure entangled with purple thunder and fire, rushing towards the shadow entangled with ghosts.

In an instant, the purple thunder fire suddenly flourished, suppressing the surging ghost!

“!!”

Anyone present who has heard of the "Mingyou Qi-Turning Technique" is very clear about Jing Minglong's state at this moment.

Therefore, they knew better than anyone else how terrible Jing Minglong’s strength was in this state!

However, even so, the guy from Huanxia Sect can actually be equal to him?!

This is simply too terrible!

"What is this guy from?! I have never heard of this person in Huanxia Sect before!"

"Can it be the foreign aid invited by Huanxia Sect?"

"It shouldn't be... The leader of the Huanxia Sect has always been fair and upright, and has set the rules of his own sect very strictly. In this case, unless they suddenly find a talented genius and then take it in, this will lead to never hearing about this person."

"No matter what... it's so scary to be able to equalize Jing Minglong in this state!"

"His cultivation level is not at level 4 of the Bahe Realm, right?"

Level 4 of Bahe Realm...

He looks only eighteen years old!

If this is true, the eighteen-year-old fourth-level overlord...

What a terrifying talent that should be!

At this moment, even the guests from the three holy places changed their faces!

Changsun Chongyang's breathing became heavier, who had said before to observe his performance in the "elimination battle".

They all came from the Bahe Realm.

Naturally, it is much better than others to know how difficult it is to advance to every small realm in the Doha Realm.

Therefore, if you can practice to level 4 of the Bahe Realm at this age...

This talent is enough to become the core disciple of their four holy lands!

"This person, I am going to settle down in the Dark Demon Realm!"

Ye Zhaoqing stared at Ye Qingchen with beautiful eyes, and two rays of light burst out from it.

"Haha, take a closer look, which power in this little guy is consistent with the skills you practiced in the Dark Demon Realm?"

Ning Duankong smiled and said, "He has three great powers: swordsmanship, flames, and thunder."

"If you want to fully realize his potential in all aspects, only I, Xingluohenshan, can do it!"

Hearing this, Ye Zhaoqing's eyebrows sank and said coldly: "Are you looking for death?!"

"If you want to make trouble here, I can accompany you."

Faced with the sudden murderous intent that suddenly burst out from Ye Zhaoqing's body, Ning Duankong ignored it and the expression on his face remained unchanged.

Ye Zhaoqing gritted her teeth, but she didn't really dare to take action.

Because they all know very well in their hearts.

There is a rumor that the Holy Emperor and the Strongest Man in Rufeng Study School is in charge... It is not a false news!

If they really get angry here, the powerful Holy Emperor might appear immediately!

"Haha, let's calm down for the time being."

Han Gufeng smiled and touched his beard, saying, "If you want to win over this little guy, it's not too late to wait until this 'Tianhu Battle' ends."

"Anyway, during this period, he will live in my Rufeng Study."

"What you don't have is time to come to contact him?"

Upon hearing this, the strong men from the three holy lands immediately calmed down and their minds were different.

"Master Zhai, they are about to end the battle."

The elder of the Religious Study School spoke and reminded him.

Their eyes immediately locked in the picture.

I saw that as time passed, the situation that was originally evenly matched began to tilt.

The "Mingyou Qi-Turning Technique" does not last long. In addition, Jing Minglong's attack is extremely costly.

The aura on his body has begun to weaken!

"Boss! If we continue to fight, we will not be able to hold on!"

Among the three disciples from the Ghost Palace, someone shouted.

Jing Minglong, who was fighting with Ye Qingchen, was affected by this call, and his body stagnated for a moment.

It was this moment that was keenly captured by Ye Qingchen.

Immediately, he directly swept out with a colorful sword light!

He hit Jing Minglong's body directly!

"ah--!!"

Colorful flames pounce on the surface of one's body.

The ghosts that were originally tangled around suddenly collapsed and fled as if they had met the thing they were most afraid of.

At this moment, Jing Minglong finally understood why Jin Futu was burned into such a miserable state by this strange flame!

If he hadn't obtained some of the cultivation levels of the other three junior brothers of the same sect, he would have ended up almost the same as Jin Futu!

After trying hard to extinguish the flames on his body, Jing Minglong's entire face was twitching due to the severe pain.

He glanced at the three junior brothers behind him.

The dark aura emitted by the three junior brothers has begun to gradually become weaker.

He himself could also feel it clearly and knew that he could not continue to get involved with the other party.

"Why is this guy so strong?!"

Jing Minglong roared unwillingly.

If the other party is a real level 4 overlord, it would be fine.

But... this guy is a level 5 hidden master in Xuanyin Realm!

This is what makes him most unacceptable!

But now, no matter how hard he can accept it, he can only choose to retreat in shame!

Otherwise, wait until the effect of the "Mingyou Qi-Turning Technique" completely disappears.

With their abuse of Nan Yunjue, they are likely to be fucked by the other party!

It may even be even more ruthless!

The next moment, Jing Minglong suddenly roared, and the dark sword swept out ghost shadows with fangs and claws, and rushed towards Ye Qingchen!

He took the opportunity to retreat, grabbed Jin Futu who had fallen into a coma, and whispered:

"Go apart while now!"

The other three disciples of the Ghost Palace were immediately as if they were amnesty and hurriedly used the strongest body and martial arts they controlled, and fled in three directions!

"Ha, I thought I could escape from my hands?"

"It's really a bit too whimsical."

As the ghost shadow surrounded, Ye Qingchen's voice suddenly rang out.

The next moment, the colorful flames suddenly soared into the sky, breaking through the countless ghosts that were entangled, and turned into a pair of colorful flame wings behind Ye Qingchen!

At the same time, a deep purple thunder lightning as deep as crystal gushed out from his body again!

call out!

His figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he instantly appeared in front of one of the disciples of the Ghost Palace!

“!!”

The disciple of the Ghost Palace changed drastically.

Before he could use his martial arts, Ye Qingchen kicked him hard on his face, and several blood lines flew out of his mouth and nose, and his whole body fell directly from the air!

Bang!

Snowflakes splash.

He was buried directly under the snow!
To be continued...
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