God-level upgrade system

"Boom boom boom-"

A series of deafening explosions.

Wei Yi couldn't even see the specific figure of the Patriarch Jinque, he could only see a ball of golden light rushing towards him.

The non-stop crazy attack, the energy of the sky is swept by it, just like the waves on the seashore that keep beating the rocks, one after another, a steady stream.

Under this violent and powerful offensive, Wei Yi instantly fell into a passive position and was forced to retreat again and again.

"Damn it, if it wasn't for the glazed warm jade armor being destroyed in the Neptune's secret world, why would I be so passive..."

Wei Yi gritted his teeth tightly, not only was his chest tight, but his face was even a little ugly.

The role of a good defensive armor is self-evident.

Wei Yi used to rely on the glazed warm jade armor, a sub-sacred armor, so he didn't need to worry about his own safety when facing ordinary opponents.

However, the destruction of Liuli Nuanyu Armor in Neptune's secret world is quite a big trouble for Wei Yi right now.

It's okay to deal with ordinary people. Facing a monster king-level existence like Patriarch Jinque, Wei Yi really didn't dare to go head-to-head with him to exchange injuries for injuries.

After all, everyone knows that the monster clan is physically strong, and ordinary monster clan powerhouses are like this, let alone the existence of the monster king level.

If Wei Yi really did this, it would be following the wishes of Patriarch Jinque.

"When this matter is over, I must find another good armor, but... before that, I have to deal with this old guy in front of me!"

It's not that Wei Yi is really powerless to fight back, it's just that Patriarch Jinque snatched the initiative for a while.

Soon Wei Yi caught his breath, pinched out the magic formula with both hands, and the magical power of the crystal barrier was displayed again.

But this time it doesn't need to support such a large area, it only needs to block its own body. The total area of ​​the crystal barrier is smaller, and the defense power per unit area will naturally increase significantly.

Even Patriarch Canary was blocked for a while.

At this time, Wei Yi took the opportunity to distance himself and started to counterattack without hesitation.

If you want to win this victory, you can't dodge and defend blindly. Attacking is the only way to win.

"Battling Dragon Seal——"

"Go to hell with me, old man!"

Wei Yi's eyes turned cold, and while shouting angrily, he immediately urged his cultivation base with all his strength, and once again displayed the supernatural martial skill of "Baolongyin".

The full-level LV40 Fighting Dragon Seal is indeed a weapon for melee combat.

In an instant, it turned into an extremely ferocious dragon, and it swooped towards Patriarch Jinque with its teeth and claws.

"I don't know how many real dragons I have killed, how could I be afraid of a fake dragon like you... break it for me!"

The Patriarch Jinque was also extraordinary. Seeing the flood dragon transformed by the Bolong Seal rushing towards him, he did not dodge or dodge, and an incomparably bright golden light emerged from his right hand.

Then with a whistling sound, it turned into a golden sword and slashed down through the air.

A series of spatial turbulence swept over it, and the flood dragon transformed by the Bolong Seal was directly split in two by the golden sword.

However, after the golden sword shattered the Bolong seal, it was also faintly unstable. Wei Yi took three steps forward without hesitation, and the void trembled.

"Overlord Fist!"

Wei Yi roared suddenly, his eyes widened, and his whole body was full of aura, as if the god of war had descended. He clenched his five fingers of his right hand and swung out an iron fist. It was the Bawangzong's inherited martial art - Bawangquan.

After the personal demonstration by Liang Ji, the legendary patriarch of Bawangzong, Wei Yi's Bawangquan has truly grasped the essence of it.

Coupled with the blessing of the Overlord's Fist Intent increase, this punch actually contains monstrous power, which cannot be stopped at all.

Even the Patriarch Jinque couldn't help but change his face.

But at this time, it was too late to dodge. If Bawang Fist could be dodged easily, Liang Ji would not have been able to obtain the title of "Overlord" by relying on this inherited martial skill.

At the same time as this punch came out, the power of the entire space seemed to be mobilized, and they all squeezed towards the ancestor of the golden bird.

"The ancestor still doesn't believe that you are a mere human being, and your power will be stronger than the ancestor!"

The eyes of Patriarch Jinque were full of murderous intent, and he shouted angrily, all the strength in his body was mobilized, and there was a faint golden light blooming.

Patriarch Jinque also threw out a punch. Although the time to build up his momentum was much shorter than that of Wei Yi, his power was more terrifying, and the power of this punch was naturally extraordinary.

The fists of the two collided in the blink of an eye, one was domineering and unparalleled, the other was bewitching and violent, and then there was a series of ear-splitting explosions. Terrible energy exploded between the two, and the huge counter-shock force caused both of them to panic. Shocked to back again and again.

For a while, he looked a little embarrassed.

"Boy, you can rest in peace for forcing the ancestor like this." Jinque Patriarch was furious in his heart, glaring at Wei Yi, and said through gritted teeth.

At the same time as he spoke, the monstrous power surged out of his body, and he grasped the void with his right hand, and the Blood Spirit Sword appeared in his hand, and the aura all over his body became even more terrifying.

The entire space seemed to be enveloped by his aura alone. Everyone present felt as if they were carrying a heavy burden, and their bodies sank involuntarily.

"This...is this the true strength of Patriarch Jinque?"

"terrible."

"The realm of the demon king is indeed not something we can compete with."

The faces of the many strong men of the Blackstone tribe couldn't help but change drastically.

The same is true for those Martial Emperor-level powerhouses among them. If the Patriarch Jinque hadn't targeted them at this moment, they might not be able to help but want to run away.

Even Mu Xuan couldn't help frowning slightly, his face couldn't hide his worried look, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and then she took a few steps forward instead, as if she was going to make a move at any time.

"Since you want to compete with swords, then I will compete with you."

Wei Yi smiled coldly. In terms of other aspects, he may not be able to compare with Patriarch Jinque, an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, but compared to swordsmanship, Wei Yi has full confidence.

The right hand also grabbed the void, and the Qingsuo sword fell into the palm of his hand.

Although its appearance is not as eye-catching as the Blood Spirit Sword, as the treasure of Shu Mountain for killing demons, the Qingsuo Sword is also a well-deserved magic weapon, and its power will definitely not be weaker than the Blood Spirit Sword.

"Yin-yang swordsmanship, open it for me!"

Wei Yi shouted angrily, and then the Yin-Yang swordsmanship was activated with all its strength.

Integrating with the field of kendo, the vision of Yin-Yang and Bagua totem behind Wei Yi reappeared.

The tens of miles around were suddenly completely filled with black and white fields.

At the same time, Wei Yi's aura is also rising steadily, which is totally unreasonable.

"This kid..."

Patriarch Jinque couldn't help but look ugly when he saw this. Although he also knew that Tai'a Mountain was famous for its swordsmanship, he didn't expect Wei Yi, a young disciple, to have such an astonishing level of swordsmanship.

"He has stepped into the ranks of the top sword cultivators at such a young age, this son... must not stay."

"Otherwise, when he grows up for another ten years, my Canary Clan will not be able to resist at all."

Thinking of this, Patriarch Jinque's eyes became more murderous.

Without saying a word, he walked towards Wei Yi, and at the same time, the blood spirit sword that had accumulated to the peak of momentum in his hand also fell down.

This sword slashed, but the sword energy swept out from the sky, and every sword energy revealed a blood-red brilliance, as if it was alive.

Like bloody demon spirits, they all strangled towards Wei Yi in the blink of an eye.