Fantasy: Invincible From The Full-Level Magic System

Chapter 89 People From Other Countries

In the secluded and quiet forest, it is not as dark as it looks on the outside.

When Ye Qingcang stepped into it, he suddenly found that there was no Grotto-Heaven in it.

Although the sun couldn't penetrate it, the entire forest seemed very bright for some reason.

Ye Qingcang was curious about the scene in front of him, but he didn't think too much about the reason.

After all, there are many strange things in the secret realm of heaven and earth.

Ye Qingcang walked slowly, and after walking for about an hour, he walked out of the forest and came to a forest minister.

Looking at the endless mountains, Ye Qingcang collected himself and continued to walk forward.

Now, he can only hope that he is right.

If not, the distance between Su Muzhu and Su Muzhu would be even worse!

At this moment, when Ye Qingcang stepped into the forest, a piercing roar suddenly sounded.

Ye Qingcang's complexion changed, and he hurriedly looked around.

Then he saw a monster that looked like a cheetah on a hill, looking at him greedily.

"The big monster in the middle stage of the third rank——the wind-winged leopard."

The moment Ye Qingcang18 saw the monster, the name of the monster spontaneously popped up in his mind.

The wind-winged leopard, at the middle stage of the third rank, is extremely fast, and likes to tease its prey, and then give it a thunderous blow when it is exhausted.

Seeing the wind-winged leopard staring at him intently, Ye Qingcang understood that this was treating him as its prey.

"It depends on who's prey is whose!"

The moment the voice fell, Ye Qingcang raised his hand and stretched forward, and a long spear as bright as blood suddenly appeared in his hand.

Spirit Spear——Youhong!

With Youhong Spear in hand, Ye Qingcang's aura exploded.

With him as the center, all the broken rocks in Riqie's dusty field were blown away by an invisible air current.

The next moment, wisps of thunder force suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then wandered in Ye Qingcang's body.

"A flash of thunder!"

Chick! Chick! Chick!

With the sound of thunder resounding, Ye Qingcang's figure instantly disappeared from the field.

Immediately afterwards, a golden thunder figure flashed away in the field, and after drawing a zigzag stream, it suddenly rushed towards the wind-winged leopard above the forest.

"die!"

In just a moment, maybe even a breath, Ye Qingcang's figure appeared above the head of the Leopard.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingcang stabbed forward with the Rainbow Spear in his hand. The spear was as long as a dragon and as cold as a knife. On the tip of the spear, a burst of flame burst out, swirling towards the Windwinged Leopard.

"Roar!"

Along with a shrill roar, the wind-winged leopard's whole body was enveloped in raging flames and burned, no matter how much it struggled, it was useless.

In the end, he could only be burned alive, leaving behind a pitch-black corpse.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qingcang's eyes could not help showing a gleam of joy.

The instant thunder flash combined with the rainbow gun is really the best means of surprise attack.

Often before others reacted, Ye Qingcang had already appeared by his side, and then dealt a fatal blow.

This wind-winged leopard is the best example!

Putting away the Youhong Spear, Ye Qingcang glanced, "Hey, this bastard actually produced a demon pill, so lucky.

After taking out the demon pill, Ye Qingcang glanced at it, and when he was about to put it into the storage ring, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind.

Afterwards, a stream of black light was shot towards, and the target was Ye Qingcang.

Sensing the crisis, Ye Qingcang frowned, the soles of his feet flickered with lightning, and suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already hundreds of meters away.

The streamer fell down, and there was a rumbling sound on the ground instantly, and smoke and dust billowed.

After the smoke cleared, a figure walked out slowly.

"You escaped?"

The person who came was a man in blue clothes, with an ordinary face, and his cultivation was at the seventh level of the Lingkong Realm.

The man looked at Ye Qingcang who was hundreds of meters away, and the corner of his mouth slightly twitched, "You are only at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and you can even dodge my blow, no wonder you dare to come to this land of abyss.

"Who are you?" Ye Qingcang stared at the man coldly.

"You don't need to know, after all, what's the use of dead people knowing this?" The man grinned, his tone a little cold.

"Do you think you've got me determined?" Seeing this, Ye Qingcang smiled and said lightly.

"Boy, do you think you are lucky enough to avoid my blow and dare to speak wildly?" The man looked at Ye Qingcang, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Is it a fluke, you will know if you try it again?" Ye Qingcang continued to smile without changing his expression.

"Boy, you are looking for your own death!"

Hearing Ye Qingcang's words, the smile on the man's face gradually disappeared, replaced by indifference and coldness.

As soon as the voice fell, the man stepped forward, and with the sound of a sonic boom, his figure suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qingcang.

"die!"

The man threw a punch in the air, and the domineering wind of the fist swept over, overwhelming Ling Ling.

At this moment, Ye Qingcang shot out with an electric palm, tearing apart the long fist wind with a berserk gesture, and grabbed the man by the throat.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingcang suddenly pressed down with his right hand, and the man's body fell straight to the ground like that.

Rumble!

Accompanied by bursts of roaring sounds, with Ye Qingcang as the center, the ground within a few feet around suddenly sank and cracked.

A large wind of Yuanli swept away, and the smoke and dust billowed, covering the sky.

In the next moment, amidst the thick smoke, a figure like a rag doll was smashed by wolves on the side of the mountain wall.

Then, another figure slowly walked out from the thick smoke, it was Ye Qingcang.

"You seem very weak!"

"You...how dare you...do you know who I am?"

In the mountain wall, the man struggled out with many scars, looking at Ye Qingcang not far away, in addition to fear, there was anger in his eyes.

"I don't want to know who you are 710, after all, what's the use of knowing a dead person's name?"

Ye Qingcang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and spoke slowly.

Hearing this, the man's pupils shrank suddenly.

How ironic?

The scene in front of him was completely reversed from just now.

"You can't kill me, I am Fang Mingjin, the core disciple of Sky Cloud Sect, if you kill me, you will face the sect's crazy revenge.

Seeing that Ye Qingcang didn't seem to be lying, the man panicked and hurried out of the house, trying to drink Ye Qingcang away.

"Sky Cloud Sect? What kind of power is that?" Ye Qingcang asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Aren't you from the Blue Star Kingdom?" The man named Fang Mingjin asked in a daze.

Seeing this, Ye Qingcang realized that he had accidentally met someone from another country.

However, this force named Tianyunzong should not be considered a big trend.

If not, how could the core disciples under the sect be so poor!

However, Ye Qingcang was wrong.

That day Yunzong was also a hegemonic force in the Blue Star Kingdom, and although there were no martial king-level powerhouses in the sect, its inheritance had a long history, just like Canglanzong.

And that Fang Mingjin's strength is naturally not low, even though he is at the seventh level of the Lingkong Realm, he can also fight by leaps and bounds.

In Tianyun Sect, it is also a sky group seed.

However, what he met was Ye Qingcang, an unreasonable monster!.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like