Chapter 411： Jiaolong Blue Pearl

After all, Huo Ming's cultivation was still inferior to Gu Yan's. Even though he was very careful, the words of his spiritual consciousness transmitted to Qi Feng were still detected by this Jindan late-stage monk of Bi Xiaozong.

Qi Feng looked at Gu Yan who was going away indifferently, then he turned his head and said to Zhang Shiping: "Junior Brother Zhang, what did you see in Wuzhuo Cave just now?"

"A shadow of a Buddha sitting cross-legged as tall as ten feet." Zhang Shiping heard Qi Feng's words and saw him directly questioning himself in front of other senior brothers. Zhang Shiping, who was a little surprised in his heart, told the truth.

"Apart from the shadow of Buddha, have you ever seen or heard anything else?" Qi Feng looked at Zhang Shiping and asked eagerly.

Zhang Shiping shook his head, except for the sudden shadow on the bi, he didn't see any other image or hear any sound.

"It seems that Junior Brother Zhang's chances are still a bit off. If it wasn't for the earthquake, Junior Brother Zhang... Oh, what a pity, what a pity!" Qi Feng took a deep look at Zhang Shiping, and said with some regret.

Qi Feng shook his head slightly, but made a gesture without showing any trace. The five Jindan monks, including Huo Ming, Zhang Shiping, and Wang Daoxiu, seemed to have not seen it, and everyone comforted Zhang Shiping who missed the opportunity.

Zhang Shiping smiled wryly and sighed a few times about his lack of good fortune. He sighed, but spit out several blue lights, which turned into four long swords with cold blue lights in an instant.

"go."

Zhang Shiping let out a soft drink, and the Qingshuang Flying Sword flew towards a white mist that was more than a hundred feet away from them.

But at some point, the sky where they were located turned red, and all the clouds and mists floating nearby turned from white to red, like a raging fire. The extremely conspicuous white cloud in the middle went away.

However, this group of white clouds is like a rock in the river, standing still under the red flame technique of Master Huo Ming, and as soon as Zhang Shiping's four green frost flying swords pierced into the clouds, there were a few extremely slight metallic sounds immediately. With the sound of clashes, a few black shadows faintly flashed across the cloud.

The Qingshuang sword flew upside down for more than ten feet, Zhang Shiping stretched out his hand to point, and the four flying swords stabbed towards the white cloud after a few turns. With a thought in Zhang Shiping's mind, the four Qingshuang swords flew back, turning into several blue lights and circling around his body. Zhang Shiping held a scarlet pagoda with one hand, and looked ahead indifferently.

Zhang Shiping did not cast the "Fire Crow Light Yuan Technique" on the four Qingshuang flying swords, nor did he attach the black flame that can invade the magic weapon and erode the soul, but only used the method of using ten thousand swords to produce the sword, so It was within his expectation that Feijian failed to complete the attack with one strike. What Bi Xiaozong Gu Yan said before leaving made Zhang Shiping feel a little vigilant. The reason for the earthquake just now was probably caused by those sea and monster races.

Just as Gu Yan said, among these beasts, if something happened to the black flood dragon at the early stage of Golden Core, then Ao Ji, a perfect black dragon with a perfect demon, might go crazy. Maybe there are two monks of the same level as Qinghe Patriarch and Shimeng Zhenjun outside, that old dragon dare not act rashly, but who knows what tricks this old dragon left on his direct descendants?

Even if the other party had an evil intention first, Zhang Shiping didn't want to repay that momentary anger. The most indispensable thing for a cultivator is time. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, so for their Golden Core cultivators, if they want to take revenge, they can do it in a hundred years. Can't wait.

Ordinary people are less than a hundred years old, so they strive for a moment of courage, but immortals do not show that moment of courage.

"Combined." Daoist Huo Ming yelled loudly, but the red flame technique didn't really close up. A black dragon with a length of more than ten feet suddenly rushed out of the cloud that had been half-stained red. Wrapping around, he opened his mouth and spewed out a column of light blue water. As soon as he came into contact with the surrounding Chi Yan, the water vapor instantly filled the surroundings, blocking everyone's sight.

Qi Feng half-closed his eyes, looking at the misty water vapor, he flew tens of feet away in a blink of an eye, and then disappeared as soon as his figure appeared, and then in the white mist, there was a trail of several tens of feet away. The long black dragon fell down.

"Aw..." the black flood dragon roared angrily in pain, and it opened its mouth to spit out a misty blue ball. The blue light was generous, and it suddenly turned into an ice dragon with a few feet long and dark blue ice all over its body. It twisted its body extremely nimbly, and appeared next to Qi Feng in the next moment.

The ice dragon opened its big mouth full of sharp fangs, glowing coldly, and suddenly closed towards Qi Feng, Qi Feng didn't panic at all, his unremarkable bronze battle armor gave off a faint blue aura, It turned into a circular mask, blocking the ice dragon's bite.

"Beast, do you want to die?" Qi Feng looked at the ice dragon biting on his aura shield, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and said coldly, but he didn't know if he was also looking at the ice dragon not far away. Hei Jiao.

Afterwards, the aura scattered around him, but turned into a bronze body. He moved a little, retreated a little distance, and then hit the head of the ice dragon with a whip kick, causing it to roll in the air. Ten feet away.

Qi Feng shook slightly, and then appeared in front of the ice dragon, grabbed the dragon's horn with one hand and punched the bridge of the ice dragon's nose heavily with the other hand, the force of the fist was transparent, and it clicked a few times. Sound, the dragon body transformed from Xuanbing is full of cracks.

However, there were a few extremely loud bangs coming from below the crowd, and the peak half submerged in the flood below them collapsed down the middle.

This sudden sound did not distract Qi Feng. The magic charms they left behind to solidify the earth and rock have lost their effectiveness, and naturally they can no longer stabilize the mountain.

With this punch, Zhang Shiping's right eyelid twitched, seeing that the body of Ice Dragon Xuanbing was covered with cracks, and finally scattered into dots of ice crystals, and felt a little dumbfounded. Obviously, this Senior Brother Qi Feng is also a Golden Core cultivator who has practiced body training techniques. If he gets hit like this, even if he uses the "Five-Colored Glazed Art", he will probably suffer serious injuries.

It's no wonder that the corpse boy in the past was almost powerless in front of Qi Feng, a late Jindan cultivator, but the real Huo Ming who was next to him had seen it a lot, with a look of disapproval.

Qi Feng stretched out his hand to grab from the dots of ice crystals, and there was a misty blue bead in his hand, with a few slight cracks on it.

Seeing this, the black flood dragon snorted coldly, and didn't want to entangle with Qi Feng, a savage beast any longer. As soon as its figure moved, it had already flown far away.

Qi Feng saw that the blue bead in his hand was still vibrating a few times, he felt as if he had let go of it, full of spirituality, he squeezed it hard, a ball of green fire emerged in his hand, and the blue bead became much more honest.

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