Chapter 3198: Make up for regrets

3199-Sorcerer

"Zu Long, I was defeated by you in the first battle. Now, let you see my true strength!"

As soon as Qing Yan's voice fell, his arms raised with blue veins, like an horned dragon, and the dragon scales soared to cover the whole body. At the same time, the spear turned into a silver hurricane in his hand, and suddenly enveloped the ancestor dragon.

The marksmanship is sometimes as thick as the earth, sometimes as ethereal as the wind, like rain, and fast as lightning... As cold as ice, the marks of the guns swept through the air, hitting the protective mask, and trembling.

In this violent offensive, Zulong gradually lost his advantage, his face was solemn, but not to be outdone, and the golden spear blasted away, resolving the strange and wonderful attacks, but the pace was gradually retreated in this kind of resistance. There is a faint tendency to be unable to resist.

"This, this... what is this mystery."

"It's so mysterious and profound, I can't see what kind of cosmic mystery Senior Qing Yan has enlightened."

Qingyan and many powerful people only feel in a trance, a feeling of accumulation, their complexion is flushed, and there is a trace of sweetness in the throat. This mysterious feeling alone makes them unable to bear it, and their blood and blood are somewhat disordered. Signs.

Qing Yan has set foot in other cosmic civilizations, and is not restricted by the laws of the Taiyi universe. He has comprehended multiple mysteries, merged, and cultivated a set of his own avenues, and this avenue is naturally contrary to the understanding of the Taiyi universe practitioners.

Therefore, many strong people such as Qingyan, the more they look at it, the more they feel uneasy, the flow of energy is countercurrent, and even the blood overflows in the mouth, quickly closing their eyes to adjust the breath and calm the mood.

"Sister Qing Huan, I'm so uncomfortable." Ji Caicai flushed, her face showing a trace of pain.

Qing Huan didn't speak, because at this time she also flushed, biting her thin lips tightly, stimulating the nerves with pain, trying to stabilize her mood.

Ye Ziqin's eyebrows frowned, Chao Ji Cai Cai and Qing Huan took a look. The two had been paying attention to the battle in the square, and they were affected by the mystery displayed by Qing Yan, and their mentality was not high, unlike the strong ones such as Qing Yan. , You can get out of it on your own, but the mental strength is like being trapped in a quagmire.

Seeing this, Ye Ziqin protruded a jade hand, condensed two pieces of clear ice flowers, the jade hand flicked, the ice flowers were taken into the eyebrows of Qing Huan and Ji Caicai, a feeling of coldness instantly filled the body, and the blood that instantly made the body restless. After cooling down, his eyes became clearer.

"Just watch with your eyes, don't follow the mystery you see!" Ye Ziqin ascended, and then condensed an ice lotus on his fingertips, and flew into the sky, turning into countless fine ice flowers, which made the bodies of many Qinglong children cool. Spiritual power was pulled out from the mud, and the eyes were brighter.

"Sister Ye Zi, thank you. We are all affected by the mystery. Why are you okay?" Ji Cai Cai said gratefully to Ye Ziqin, her dark and bright eyes showing suspiciousness, "Even the patriarch grandfather has been affected. Is your realm better than the patriarch grandfather? Still high?"

Ye Ziqin shook his head and smiled faintly, "I am only at the pinnacle of the realm, and it will take some time to break through the main realm."

At this time, Qingyan also calmed down the restless atmosphere, and nodded slightly to thank Ye Ziqin. If Ye Ziqin hadn't made it in time, the juniors of the Qinglong clan would more or less suffer a bit, and even affect future practice, "Miss Ye although The realm is not as high as me, but the state of mind is above me."

"Only when the state of mind is high, the Dao heart can be stable enough. On the road of cultivation, not to be confused by the ghost illusion... I never thought that Miss Ye's state of mind has reached such a level, but it makes the old man an eye-opener." Qingyan exclaimed sincerely.

"My state of mind is only related to my practice." Ye Ziqin smiled and said modestly.

It's just that when she said these words, she raised her head, and the brother fell on the two fighting figures in the square. The mood that had always been cold as a lotus would rarely fluctuate because of a certain person.

Silver and golden light and shadow intertwined!

It's not only a battle of physical and mental skills, but also a mysterious competition.

Awning!

A golden iron buzzed.

The silver gun swept across, the grass snake gray line, the angle was tricky and weird, like an antelope hanging horns!

Ancestral dragon holds a golden gun. The old force has been exhausted, and the new force has not yet come into being. When the two long spears collide, the Ancestral Dragon retreats again and again. With each step, the ground cracks into a deep gully, fragments of slabs, and faces in all directions. Burst shot.

"A variety of mysteries, the unfolding of flowing water?"

"Different mystery ideas run counter to each other and will affect Dao Xin."

"But Senior Qing Yan, who has comprehended a variety of mysteries, on the contrary, he has mastered the mysteries and strengthened his mastery of the mysteries."

As a third point of view, Zhuo Bufan who watched the battle in person was shocked more intensely than others.

"Yanxin is mysterious!"

Qing Yan gave a burst, his arm shook, and the silver spear rushed forward again, and the fiery flames swept through, burning everything.

The flames rushed towards the face, like countless snakes, illuminating the Ancestral Dragon's face flushed, and then the spear was as sharp as a broken bamboo, and it pierced directly into the Ancestral Dragon's chest.

Finally, Zu Long's eyes showed a hint of horror, and the golden gun melted into a golden liquid, condensed into a round sphere, just like the sun, with ancient light patterns flowing on the surface, like a real condensed star!

"The light is mysterious!"

The tip of the gun touched the sphere, and the surface of the sphere was golden, rippling with layers of golden ripples.

The spear turned into a ray of light, penetrated the golden ball, and directly hit the Zulong's chest. The Zulong shot backwards and exploded, hitting the mask, turning it into nothingness.

The Bluestone Square was completely unrecognizable and riddled with holes, and only Qing Yan stood in place with a silver gun in his hand, looking at the Zulong deity above, laughing, "How about the Zulong, this time I am the one who won..."

Zu Long frowned, his expression was a bit complicated, he hesitated for a moment, and his doubts in his heart, said: "Qing Yan, I lost to you."

The practitioners of the Dragon Clan were stunned, with incredible expressions on their faces. The strongest Master Zulong in their hearts actually admitted that they lost to Qing Yan.

Suddenly, Qing Yan appeared from Zhuo Bufan's body, his figure was translucent, and his face was red. "This demon has tortured me for tens of thousands of years. Today, it is finally resolved. It is cheerful and cheerful. The regrets of my youth are also made up. Now I also die without regrets!"

After that, Qing Yan turned his head and looked at Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan had regained control of his body, and saw Qing Yan waved his hand and a black light, like an arrow shot at his dantian, directly penetrated into the dantian, and there was something more in the dantian.

"Don't worry about it, the deity has clear rewards and punishments. Since I borrowed your body, it won't take advantage of you. Give you a gift. How to use it depends on your good fortune." After Qing Yan finished speaking, he raised his head and grew behind him. The hair was floating, filled with sharp sword-like sharpness.

That appearance, it has the heroic spirit of indomitable spirit.

Then, on the sky, the brilliance changed, with layers of dark clouds shrouded, spreading, an indescribable power was condensing in it, this power made countless people frightened, their whole body trembling...Even masters like Qingyan and Ye Ziqin. At this moment, the blood is clotting and breathing is stagnant.

"Senior Qing Yan." Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, the scales of the dragon showed up, his eyes widened, and he looked at Qing Yan.