Resurrection of spiritual energy, starting a hundred times the physical potential

Chapter 885 Wisdom Takes
The sound fell, and the gathered true qi whizzed into Jiang Xiaolong’s body.
As True Qi entered his body, Jiang Xiaolong’s momentum instantly increased by a few points, although it was still much weaker than Lei Qun, but it was enough to surprise both Lei Qun and Leng Xian.
“Instantly increase strength, what is this move?” Leng Xian said to himself.
The surprise in Lei Qun’s eyes was even greater, and he obviously did not expect Jiang Xiaolong to have a backhand.
Feeling the majestic true qi in his body like a rushing sea, Jiang Xiaolong let out a breath of turbid breath lightly, his arm shook, and the tip of the night gun hit the ground, and even splashed a burst of Mars.
The Burning Sea Flame was like a golden dragon, coiled above the Night Gun, and the invisibly emitted heat scorched the snow into a clearing, revealing its original appearance.
“You are not a disciple of Fei Xue Gu, why do you want to mix this matter?” Lei Qun sighed, “I don’t want to hurt you. ”
Jiang Xiaolong sneered and said, “Lord Lei Zong, you led people to attack the Flying Snow Valley, why do you have to pretend to be any good people?”
Lei Qun’s eyes swept away, only to see that there were many dead and injured in the Feixue Valley, and many of his disciples were already lying on the ground wailing in pain.
His four personal guards fought with the elders and the three elders of the Feixue Valley, and at this time, they were also indistinguishable. But looking closely, the three elders were already showing fatigue, and it was estimated that this balance would also be broken.
Leng Haoyang had just recovered from his serious illness, and although his strength had improved, his True Qi had not fully recovered, and at this time, he was also angry and wide-eyed, fighting with the disciples of the Purple Thunder Sect.
Lei Qun’s eyes showed a hint of sadness, and he looked at Leng Xian, who was half lying on the ground, and said, “Cold Valley Lord, forgive me, I am also helpless.”
“What is your purpose?” Leng Xian asked angrily.
Lei Qun glanced at Jiang Xiaolong, did not speak, half-shook, and said lightly: “Come on.”
His eyes slowly lifted, and Jiang Xiaolong watched as the thunder group standing against the snow had been wrapped in thunder and lightning. Suddenly, Jiang Xiaolong let out a low drink, and then burst away with the rustling sound of the burning flames.
Leng Xian nodded darkly, in the face of such a powerful enemy, Jiang Xiaolong was still the first to attack, and his courage was really admirable.
A faint red shadow flashed with an unstoppable momentum.
“Good to be here!”
The thunder group was not in a hurry, the thunder whip flung and hit the ground crackling.
But what he didn’t expect was that just as the Night Gun was about to reach his eyes, Jiang Xiaolong suddenly stopped in an instant.
At the strange moment, I saw that in Jiang Xiaolong’s eyes, a small flame rose up in an instant, and then I felt a faint sense of headache.
This was exactly Jiang Xiaolong’s blazing moon pupil.
Jiang Xiaolong had already understood that with True Qi, he could not win no matter what, but Purple Spirit had told him that all under the warrior were quenched bodies, and they did not pay much attention to the power of the soul.
A wave of soul power that caused the space to fluctuate quickly formed from Jiang Xiaolong’s eyes, only to spread towards the thunder swarm.
But after all, the two were still a big rank behind, and although the Blazing Moon Pupil was strong, it was only a surprise to the Thunder Group.
Shaking his head, Lei Qun easily defused the blow of the blazing moon pupil directly hitting the soul, but before he could react, the tip of the night gun’s flickering cold light appeared in his eyes.
“Bang!”
The thunder group subconsciously swung the thunder whip out and collided with the night gun, emitting a deafening roar.
What he didn’t expect was that the Night Gun actually trembled with a golden roar, and in an instant, the flames of the Burning Sea rushed out and rushed straight to his cheek.
Lei Qun “pedaled” back a few steps, each step was heavy, but the purple robe was already burned by the burning sea flames.
Lei Qun’s face became difficult to see, he didn’t expect to face an immortal master, he was so embarrassed, his right hand was pulled at random, and he threw the robe on the ground.
Jiang Xiaolong took a deep breath and stared at Lei Qun. He knew in his heart that the longer he fought such an opponent, the more unfavorable it would be to him, and if he wanted to increase his chances of victory, he must launch the fiercest attack in the shortest possible time, otherwise when the time of the Four Dawn Holy Flames changed, he would never have any chance again.
This blow caused Jiang Xiaolong some headaches, the blazing fire Wangyue Pupil that originally thought it could be effective was easily dissolved by the other party, while the Six Flames Gun of the Burning Sea only burned the other party’s robe and did not cause any harm to Lei Qun himself.
Jiang Xiaolong also knew that Lei Qun was not in a hurry, he had enough time to wait quietly for his momentum to fail, as long as he had a flaw, he would be knocked to the ground in an instant.
Jiang Xiaolong’s mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about various strategies.
“I don’t want to kill you, I just want to crush the Flying Snow Valley.” The helplessness in Lei Qun’s expression was unmistakable, and it seemed that there was some kind of bitterness.
Jiang Xiaolong laughed bitterly and said, “If Lord Lei has something unspeakable to say, let’s find a way to do it together.”
Lei Qun shook his head, “Forget it, let’s make a move.”
“What Lord Lei doesn’t want to say… Shocking!” Jiang Xiaolong’s right hand swung his fist out of thin air, and the Split Wind Fist emitted a piercing cracking wind sound.