Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 687: Nascent Soul Middle Stage

The silver spear is not long, about Zhang Zhang, the body of the gun is bright silver, the edge is restrained, the red tassel is like fire, and there are graceful spear flowers in the air.

With Moqiu's current physical body, armor, and body protection methods, even the terrifying minions of the seventh-level dragon cannot break through the defense.

The magic weapon bombarded the body without any injuries.

But as soon as the spear was pointed, before he got close, his heart felt chilly, his skin and flesh became tense, and the cold glow suddenly appeared, as if a crisis was imminent.

Too late to think too much.

The 40-meter-long Baipi Dao appeared behind him with unimaginable flexibility, and the light of the sword with a touch of Zen fell on the spear.

"Ding……"

A huge force came, and Mo Qiu's body trembled slightly, and he took a step back.

So much strength!

You must know that at this moment, he has already revealed Yan Luo's dharma body, and when it comes to physical strength, he can even crush the junior ghost king.

With a forceful tear, it can be divided into seven ranks of dragons.

Although he made it hastily, his strength was still astonishing, and he was actually knocked back a step, which shows that the person who came was really strong.

but……

The other party is obviously having a worse time.

The huge power contained in Baipi Dao was condensed at one point, as if blasting the void, the spear was bent instantly, and the whole person was blasted straight away.

Along the way, he knocked down trees and shattered many rocks.

"Ninth level!"

Liu Qing propped up her body, with a look of astonishment on her face:

"How can it be?"

In the current world, there are only a handful of people who have cultivated the technique of transforming dragons to the ninth level. Even among other ethnic groups, he has heard of the reputation.

But don't ask,

He had never seen it, nor heard of it.

Ninth level is hard to achieve.

Not only is it limited by personal talent and hard work, but also requires the top dragon to be willing to bestow blood in order to break through the limits of the physical body.

However, there are not many divine dragons that can be bestowed on the ninth level in the world.

Who is this man?

"hold head high!"

The dragon's roar was earth-shattering.

Three brothers were killed one after another, and the remaining six dragons were already furious. Amidst the long howls, the surrounding world suddenly brightened.

"Crack!"

"boom……"

A huge thunderbolt with a thickness of more than ten feet fell from the sky, and when Mo Qiu's body was stiff, it directly blasted on his body.

Every piece of the clear wind blade can easily cut through a low-grade magic weapon.

Immediately, tens of thousands of wind blades emerged out of thin air, whizzed out, and slashed towards the land of light, followed by the six-headed dragon.

Thunder was swift, and the timing was just right, and Mo Qiu couldn't avoid it in time.

Only the body is tense, dancing wildly with a knife.

The moment the thunder light fell, the heavenly soldier body protection runes covering his body collapsed, and the bright light armor flickered frantically.

Although the treasure armor was not destroyed, this huge force came from nowhere.

The physical body inside was also backlogged, and it was like billions of hammers falling on his body in an instant, which made him groan.

The wind blade came next.

"Crackling..."

No matter how the Baipi Saber dances, there will be fish that slip through the net after all, and wind blades will fall on him, making Mo Qiu's dharma body unstable.

"Roar!"

"Peng!"

The six-headed dragons crossed their legs in the air and came one after another.

Mo Qiu let out a muffled snort, backed up again and again, stepped down with his giant foot, showing a mark like a lotus flower, and scattered countless water droplets.

dragon,

Really great.

With a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, a strong physical body, and supernatural powers, they can completely crush the human race at the same level.

These dragons are not the strongest in the late Jindan stage.

But their explosive strength can suppress the people with perfect Golden Core.

Moreover, dragon descendants have a strange way of symbiosis, just like groups of ants and bees, where power can be gathered and spiritual thoughts can be connected.

The power that erupted was even more terrifying.

Even Mo Qiu was suppressed for a while.

certainly,

This is only temporary.

"Everyone be careful!"

Liu Qing held her breath, flew closer with a gun, and said in a low voice:

"This person has cultivated the Dragon Transformation Art to the top, his blood is extraordinary, and his weapons and armor are all treasures. Don't give him a chance to rest."

"otherwise……"

His face darkened:

"None of us are his opponents!"

The situation just now is quite clear.

Ming Wangjia's defensive power made it almost impossible for Mo Qiu to be seriously injured. Even if the dragons gather their strength, they can only be suppressed in front of them.

And the sharpness of Baipi Dao...

As long as it falls on the body, it will undoubtedly die!

"what to do?"

The head of the dragon, the oldest dragon's eyes flickered, there was anger and unwillingness in the eyes, but there was also a strong fear.

Today they are at full strength.

Although Mo Qiu was barely suppressed, it was obvious that it was difficult to seriously injure the opponent.

When they run out of breath and the opponent escapes, it will be their turn to be unlucky, and they may not even be able to escape.

after all,

Judging from Mo Qiu's body skills and speed, Shenlong is far behind.

"Everyone." Liu Qing said in a deep voice:

"give it to me."

"you?"

Shenlong's thoughts were full of surprises, and they all turned their heads to look at Liu Qing's spear, and then nodded.

"Also."

With their strength, there is no chance of winning, so it is better to trust this person.

after all……

He came from Xiangliu's lineage, and he was awarded the top inheritance.

"Nine hills!"

"hold head high!"

The dragon chant was high-pitched, part of the vast spiritual sense urged the wind and thunder to suppress Moqiu, and part of it turned into aura, heading towards Liu Qing.

Just a moment.

The breath on Liu Qing's body soared wildly, a sense of vastness and infinity came out through her body, and the spear in her palm groaned softly.

At the moment when the breath reached the peak, his eyes widened sharply.

A gloomy thunder light tore through the void.

"Purgatory!"

"Ray Wei!"

"hold head high!"

In the sight of everyone, a phantom of a dragon suddenly appeared on Liu Qing's body, looking up to the sky and roaring, bursting out with terrifying dragon power.

The power of coercion is actually stronger than the combined forces of the nine-headed Yao clan dragons.

"Companion Dragon Soul, Xiangliu!"

Miao Wanli opened his eyes wide, his body trembling with excitement:

"It turned out to be true?"

"The envoy has an accompanying dragon soul." Miao Sidao was also surprised:

"Doesn't that mean that he has the potential to cultivate the dragon transformation technique to the ninth level, and even one day, he will truly transform into a dragon?"

"That's right." Miao Wanli nodded. As a dragon envoy, he understood the mysteries better than the patriarch:

"Shenlong gave birth to a bloodline. Although the survival rate is very high, there are exceptions. These dragon sons who died in the womb sometimes flow into Hualongchi."

"Their souls, which have not yet formed, can parasitize on the human race through secret methods, and become a companion relationship with each other."

"In this way."

"A human race with a companion dragon soul can make rapid progress in practicing the dragon transformation technique, and the dragon soul can also be nourished. One day, they can reappear the divine power."

Miao Sidao nodded slowly:

"The envoy has the power to transform into a dragon of the eighth rank, and now he is blessed with the divine power of our dragon god, and with the accompanying dragon soul, his strength should be at the ninth rank, right?"

"More than that!" Miao Wanli smiled:

"The strength of the envoy alone is now comparable to the ninth level, but the dragon soul on his body still has the sharp gun, and he is also a helper."

"Equivalent to two people who have transformed themselves into dragons at the ninth level!"

"Although the patriarch of the Jiang clan is strong, this time, he is doomed!"

At this moment, Mo Qiu had stopped what he was doing and looked around.

Where I was just now, it seems to have disappeared. There are only thunderbolts tearing the void around, and then there is endless darkness.

A divine sense that covers the four corners of the universe, the eight poles of the world, locks this world.

Purgatory Lei Wei?

This method of opening a world alone is amazing.

His own ten-direction killing world is somewhat similar to it, but it is far from perfect, and it cannot be used for long-term trap killing.

Dragon Burial Day...

Obviously there are methods passed down from ancient times.

Whether it's the Sutra of Breaking Calamity recorded in Fenglong's Carrying Ruyi, or this Purgatory Leiwei, it shows that the road ahead has not been completely cut off.

Thoughts turned, Mo Qiujing smiled lightly in the face of the lore.

"You can still laugh?"

Liu Qing's voice sounded from all directions, as if provoked by Mo Qiu's smile, the thunder flashing around became more and more violent:

"die!"

With one order, order the Eight Directions Divine Thunder.

Countless huge thunderbolts connecting the sky and the earth are shining in the sky. Compared with them, Moqiu is like a tiny ant, almost invisible.

"boom!"

The thunder spread in the air and fell towards a black spot below.

Mo Qiu shrank his eyes, the void in front of him suddenly cracked, and a world filled with pure death intent and murderous intent expanded outward.

Ten directions kill the world!

Thunder submerged into it and disappeared in an instant.

"Huh?"

Liu Qingyin was suspicious, and then suddenly realized:

"Sure enough, you also possess the ancient secret technique. Which Heavenly Dragon Tribe's dragon envoy are you? But this is the end, you should die!"

He obviously regarded the means that he couldn't ask for as bestowed by the Dragon God.

It is only natural for a person who has transformed into a dragon of the ninth rank to have this wonderful technique.

"hold head high!"

A rod of silver money appeared in the darkness, and instantly transformed into a lifelike dragon, which suddenly dashed, tearing apart the world of killing in all directions.

Thunder appeared again.

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows, feeling the murderous intent for the first time.

Even if he was attacked by the other party, or even bombarded by the dragons of the Yao tribe, although he had warning signs in his heart, he didn't feel that it was too dangerous.

At most, just get hurt.

Today, it is different.

will die!

The Baipi Knife trembled slightly, and the power to tear the void was about to burst out, but when the thunder crashed, this power was actually suppressed.

"Want to escape?"

Liu Qing sneered:

"In this purgatory world of Leiwei, I control everything, and you have no chance of escaping!"

"Ah……"

Don't ask for lightness:

"That being the case, forget it."

He didn't want to run away at all, but he didn't want to make a move in such an unfavorable situation, get out of the predicament, and kill the opponent before it's too late.

Since it doesn't work...

"Doumu Seal!"

Squeezing the handprint lightly, his face became solemn, a surge of fighting spirit and killing intent filled the world, and even made the world tremble crazily.

The Jiang family, the Li family, the columbine family, the Falcon family...

Among the four races, those who practiced the method of Heavenly Soldiers, and had already started, felt a tremor at the same time, and then the breath circulated spontaneously.

In the dark, they seem to be aware of some kind of existence, and they have a connection with them in the air.

That existence ignored the barriers of time and space and cast indifferent eyes.

"Dragon... Dragon God?"

Jiang Yuan's body trembled, he hesitated to speak, then suddenly fell to his knees, and kowtowed heavily:

"Dragon God is on top!"

The others were stunned and knelt down one after another, shouting continuously.

"Dragon God is on top!"

"Dragon God!"

"There really is a Dragon God!"

In the purgatory world.

Mo Qiu stretched his muscles and bones slowly, and the power of ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, tens of thousands, quietly gathered on him.

"Middle Nascent Soul Stage!"

Shaking hands lightly, feeling the terrifying power from the blessing, he sighed softly:

"Sure enough, my choice was right."

"boom!"

The sound fell, and the violent flames instantly covered the void in all directions.

The infinite karma fire was burning wildly, and the terrifying aura swayed in the air, shaking the world. Without any effort, the purgatory world was already showing instability.

Liu Qing, the envoy of the Dragon Yu, is just a person who has just entered the eighth level of dragon transformation. Even if he is promoted to the ninth level through the secret method, he still has no ability to suppress the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Crack..."

The void split open.

"puff!"

Liu Qing and the six dragons of the Yao clan vomited blood together, with a decadent expression on their faces.