Refinement, masculinity

Feng Bai didn't know his condition at all, he only knew that the aura that was originally empty suddenly returned at that moment, and became more mellow than before, the pain was swept away, and he felt comfortable all over. He was overjoyed and manipulated the strong wind to fight back.

Ye Jue's face turned pale quickly, and he continued to output spiritual energy, and finally completed all the icicles. He exhausted his remaining strength and quickly pushed them into the sea.

At that moment, the whole sea trembled violently, Xuanwu let out a deafening roar, was pushed back into the water by an invisible pressure, and disappeared.

Exhausted, Ye Jue fell down and was quickly caught by Feng Bai. Ye Jue glanced at him: "How are you doing now?"

"pretty good."

"Well, before the icicles melt, find a place to break through the sea water, let's get out of here, be careful not to turn the icicles upside down,"

Feng Bai nodded. After observing for this period of time, they found that the exit would change position as they moved, but now that there is a fixed water column, it is not known whether the exit will move, but it is still necessary to try it. He decided to send him to the broken ship in the distance to let him rest, and went to circle around.

Seeing that they had reached the final step, everyone turned their eyes away and looked at another map. Compared with the others, Meng Ling's situation was more dire. The reason is that the range of activities is severely limited. The giant dragon occupies almost half of the space on the platform, and the space left for them is really pitifully small.

The two tried their best to dodge while waiting for an opportunity to attack. With the addition of the magic weapon, they finally cut the dragon's scales. The latter was furious, and his moves became more and more fierce.

Meng Ling whispered, "Did you see it?"

Qi Jun nodded. The thing under the dragon scales is not flesh but wood. The good news is that this dragon is not a real dragon. It is estimated that its strength is not that strong. The bad news is that their spiritual root attributes can't restrain it. Of course, condensing the spiritual energy into It would be a good choice for a sharp blade to cut it into pieces, but only if their aura is really that sufficient and can really be that powerful.

Qi Jun took a few steps back, quickly took out three talismans, waved them in different directions, and said to Meng Ling, "Wind!"

Although Meng Ling didn't know what he was throwing, but after fighting side by side for several days, he subconsciously chose to trust the other party, and quickly resisted the wind, and then saw a burst of flames bursting out from those talismans. They increased their strength and swept away towards the giant dragon.

With the help of talismans, monks can use other attributes to attack, but they are not as beneficial as this attribute. Qi Jun has always been smart, so he naturally made a lot of preparations before coming to the illusion, but he is a water spirit root, and the power of the fire talisman is not great. The environment in this place belongs to wood, and wood makes fire, and Meng Ling is a wind spirit root, so the fire is not small.

The dragon's scales are very thick, and it exudes a damp and cold atmosphere. Even though it is made of wood, its original body is a water dragon, so the fire will not cause it too much trouble. The huge body is tumbling in the air After a few blows, it was quickly extinguished.

At the moment it moved, Qi Jun took out two more and swung them out again, with a dignified expression: "I only brought five, and I used them all."

Meng Ling responded, and also took out a fire talisman. Just in case, he had done a lot of work in advance, and his fire attribute talisman was all drawn by Duan Cheng, so its power should not be underestimated. The Taoist talisman swung out following those two cards, watching the fireball soaring into the sky, driving the wind again, surrounding the dragon in the middle.

The giant dragon let out a roar, rose to a certain height, and got out of the range of the fire. Meng Ling immediately turned around to let the fire spread. The giant dragon looked down from a height, and its power was even stronger. A trace of spiritual energy suddenly appeared from the scales, quickly blocking the fire.

The two stared at each other without blinking, and found that it was only a matter of time before the other party got out of trouble, and they were the ones who were unlucky after that. Qi Jun pondered for a moment: "How many talismans do you have?"

"Two pieces." Meng Ling replied. He had a lot of magic weapons for defense and attack, and he had fewer things like talismans. He tilted his head: "Why?"

Qi Jun quickly made up his mind, with a serious look on his face: "Try to hold it while saving the spiritual energy."

Meng Ling frowned: "What do you want to do?"

"Gamble." Qi Jun cut his wrist with the sword, let the blood slowly flow down the sword, and began to draw lines on the ground with the tip of the sword. As the patterns increased little by little, his face quickly turned pale.

Meng Ling frowned even deeper, but there was no time to say anything else at this time, and the giant dragon in front of him seemed to feel the danger, so he hurriedly increased his aura, so he had to try his best to stop the opponent and choose a defensive magic weapon that consumed less aura Float in the air and resist the opponent's attack.

People outside could see clearly, and they were all surprised: "What the hell is Qi Jun doing?"

Several people with high cultivation base stared closely, Grandpa Duan looked at it for a moment, his eyes became serious: "...Is this a summoning technique?"

Gu Shan gave a "hmm" and was a little surprised: "This thing is very difficult to learn, and it is almost lost. How can he understand it at such a young age?" He paused, "But to use this, one must have teammates to support He created enough time, two... At least he must be a monk above the golden core stage."

Grandpa Duan nodded and continued to watch. They all knew that it was too late to say this now.

Summoning is different from ordinary borrowing. The latter borrows natural elements related to this attribute, such as Fengbai's control of the wind, which belongs to this type, and summoning is to use its own essence, blood and aura as a bridge to communicate with the summoning. The objects are connected, allowing the blood array to gather the opponent's aura to use as an attack. This kind of spell often summons ancient beasts. Although it is only a part of the spirit body, its power is definitely not small.

But this thing is difficult to learn, and if you are accidentally backlashed, you will be dead or paralyzed.

The battle was about to be completed, the blood on Qi Jun's face had faded away, there was a faint coercion in the air, and the temperature began to rise gradually, the dragon felt dangerous and became more manic, Meng Ling's two talismans had been used After that, he had to do his best to deal with its fierce attack.

The moment the last stroke fell, the fire elements in the center of the formation quickly condensed and gradually formed a fire dragon, but before the fire dragon was completely formed, Qi Jun spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground slumped, as if his whole body seemed to be dismantled It hurt like it was shattered, and even though he had made a few changes to the matchup, he still couldn't resist this domineering momentum when he actually used it—his cultivation base was too low.

The outsiders had already heard the introduction, and immediately lost their voices: "Is it backlash?"

"Look again." Grandpa Duan said in a deep voice, still staring at the screen. Theoretically speaking, Qi Jun should have failed, but after observing this period of time, he always feels that this child does not seem to be able to do that kind of unsure. things people.

Qi Jun is indeed not that kind of person. He made this decision after deliberation, but he didn't expect it to be so serious, and the injury he suffered was beyond the expected range. But now is not the time to worry about these things. Passed, of course... the premise is that they still have hope of winning.

He used the remaining spiritual energy to let the incomplete fire dragon fly into the air, and flew towards the giant dragon, and then scattered into countless fireballs the moment it touched the opponent, and quickly surrounded it. Said: "It's up to you..."

Although the body of this fire dragon is incomplete, it still has an excellent aura. If the cultivation level is not high, it is extremely difficult to control it. He knows that even if he successfully summons the fire dragon, it will not do much. He The bet was not just referring to himself from the beginning, but also Meng Ling. He wanted to bet that Meng Ling could do it.

Meng Ling didn't know what Qi Jun's plan was. He only knew that this man was a waste at the moment, and he couldn't move at all. He had to stand in front of him, stretch out his hand and make a tactic, manipulating the wind to make the fire surround the dragon.

The giant dragon seemed to be very afraid of them, and the breath emitted by the scales was even colder, trying to break free.

Meng Ling quickly realized the problem. If he wanted to control these fires as he wished, he had to increase the wind power, but he had already consumed part of his spirit energy just now, and the remaining energy might not be able to support the destruction of the dragon, but what was in front of him was The only chance, if missed, is death waiting for them.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to increase his aura.

A sense of emptiness gradually came from his body, and the huge pressure above his head made it hard to breathe. Meng Ling knew that his face was pale without looking at it. He pursed his lips and refused to budge. Little by little, but the ball in the air and the giant dragon are still in a stalemate, as long as one of them takes a step back, the other will be suppressed crazily, and he knows that the one who wants to retreat is definitely not the giant dragon.

Could it be him?Will he die?

No, he can't die!

Meng Ling's gaze suddenly became sharp, and he tried his best to circulate the last trace of aura. At this moment, he noticed a familiar aura slowly coming up from his body, so he urged them quickly without thinking about it.

The domineering aura instantly filled the platform, and the surrounding wind increased rapidly, and the arrogance of the fireball also increased steadily, sticking to the dragon, and began to devour its body.

The giant dragon suddenly let out a roar that shook the sky, and twisted its body frantically.

The people outside were all surprised: "Looking at the momentum of this gust of wind, his cultivation has reached the golden core stage, right? How is this possible?"

The head of Yizong is also a little unbelievable. This child was not yet in the middle stage of foundation establishment when he first entered. It stands to reason that it is impossible to rise to Jindan in such a short period of time.

Grandpa Duan could see it clearly, and the scene that happened when he fetched the magic weapon for him flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help feeling: "This daughter-in-law in Xiaocheng is not simple."

Gu Shan agreed, he is Ye Jue's master, so he naturally knew Meng Ling's identity, so he didn't say much, just watched quietly.

Meng Ling stared at the dragon closely and continued to increase his aura. For some reason, he suddenly had an intuition - he could win, and he could win even more beautifully.

This thought seemed to awaken the crazy factor in his body, making him unable to control it at all. He withdrew his hand abruptly, squinted to watch the dragon get rid of the flames little by little, then stretched out his hand to form a spell, causing the surrounding air to condense into countless wind knives, transforming various Cut at various angles, first from the burnt part, and then from other places, bit by bit, cutting the dragon's body into pieces.

The people outside looked dumbfounded, and it took a long time to find the voice: "Fuck me, this can't be described as a show of power anymore, right? How did he do it? What a joke, he just tortured his opponent!"

The head of Yizong was stunned, what is Xiaotian's fate?The apprentices are more powerful than each other, especially this one, is it really a monster?

Meng Ling didn't know what people outside thought about him. He watched the giant dragon fall from the sky and fell in front of him, and he felt comfortable all over. He raised his hand, subconsciously wanting to destroy the other party more thoroughly, but only His rationality forced him to suppress this thought, forcibly withdrew his domineering aura, and said indifferently: "I won."

"Well, you can go through, young man." The body of the giant dragon radiated light, slowly reorganized and returned to the door, and then only heard a creak, and the ten-meter wooden gate slowly opened to both sides, quietly stands tall.

Meng Ling looked at Qi Jun. The latter's complexion was still very bad, he was meditating, and he didn't know when he would wake up, so he also sat down beside him, waiting patiently.

Qi Jun sat for nearly five hours, and his complexion barely recovered a little. Although he was still a little weak, after the trauma that was pushed to the limit this time, he vaguely felt that the spiritual energy was running more smoothly than before, and it should reach the ninth level of condensed energy. Yes, this means that he can also advance to Foundation Establishment at a very young age.

Meng Ling glanced at him: "How do you feel?"

Qi Jun stood up: "It's okay."

Meng Ling nodded: "Let's go."

Qi Jun's complexion was very bad, his usual gentle smile was still on the corner of his mouth, and he walked into the gate together.

There is a forest in front of you, a small road leads to the front in a zigzag way, and at the end is a piece of green grass. The two looked at each other and walked over cautiously.

The field of vision widened in an instant, Meng Ling was startled, and saw two standing and two sitting on the grass, but Yejue, Fengbai, Wentian and Quewu, he was about to say hello, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person walking by the path next to him , can't help but look over, startled again.

The person who came was handsome and elegant, and it was Duan Cheng.

Duan Cheng entered a door just after beating the fire bird, and found that the weather was finally normal, so he quickly took a shower with water spells, changed into clean clothes, and walked over slowly, who would have seen his wife when he looked up, He froze for a moment, then stepped forward quickly.

Meng Ling sized him up. The growth rate of this person's cultivation base had reached a terrifying level. There was a faint majesty that could not be ignored between his brows, as if he had undergone countless tempering, and his murderous aura was very heavy. Coercion, but this momentum alone forced Qi Jun to take three steps back.

Meng Ling was also uncomfortable when he looked at him. The man's eyes were completely undisguised, giving him the illusion that he was about to be swallowed. He settled down: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled into a warm embrace in an instant, and the arms on his body were very hard, as if he was willing to blend with him. He patted his back and looked up at him: "Okay... Well……"

Without further ado, Duan Cheng bowed his head and kissed him, and the tip of his tongue unceremoniously stuck into his mouth, tightly entangled with him, and then became more and more unsatisfactory, so he turned around and pressed him against a tree, Pulling his chin, deepening the kiss.

Meng Ling was forced to raise his head, and his breathing was severely robbed. Although he could understand this person's feelings, but now the way forward was unclear, and he could not be indulged like this for the time being, so he stretched out his hand to push him to let him stop.

Duan Cheng naturally quit, put in more effort, and kissed him more and more crazily, wanting to make up for all this time.

After Ren Xiao finished beating the white tiger and slowly came out from the side path, the first thing he saw was this forced scene. He had almost mastered the conditioned reflex, so he drew his sword and rushed over.

Duan Cheng hurriedly backed away with his daughter-in-law in his arms, and was instantly furious: "Fuck, are you fucking crazy?! What do you want to do?!"

Ren Xiao took a few glances, and felt that he was pretending, and his cultivation level had increased a lot. He glanced at Meng Ling, but he didn't hear the familiar call for help, so he turned his eyes between them, and said tentatively: "... Duancheng?"

Duan Cheng glared: "What are you doing?! If you want to fight, just say so!"

Ren Xiao silently put away his sword: "...No, I just recognized the wrong person."

"Fart, I'm so handsome, where can I find a second one?" Duan Cheng said angrily, "You're clearly upset because I'm making out with my daughter-in-law, right?"

"..." Ren Xiao was about to refute, but when he heard a familiar cry from the side, he couldn't help turning his head, and saw Xiao Wei rushing over, grabbing his trouser leg: "Dear one..." As she spoke, she paused suddenly, took half a step back, and looked at him vigilantly: "You, you, you are not pretending to be ghosts, are you..."

Ren Xiao: "..."

Duan Cheng didn't bother to talk to him when he saw this, he put his arms around his wife and kissed: "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law..."

Meng Ling was held tightly in his arms, unable to escape at all, she couldn't help pushing his head: "Enough."

"Not enough," Duan Cheng grabbed his hand and kissed again and again, "I think I haven't seen you for several years, how could it be possible? Let me tell you, if it weren't for the crowds here, I would have done it directly you."

What he said was not a joke at all, considering the terrifying speed of time passing on his map, three days and three nights had passed outside, and there must have been several years in his place.

Just as Meng Ling was about to speak, he saw Ye Jue and Feng Bai coming, and his master and Que Wu had already got up and were walking forward slowly, so he pushed him away: "Let's talk about the business first."

"What I said is the right thing!"

Meng Ling: "..."

From the perspective of outsiders, those people all passed through a door, and then disappeared. Then the five petals emitted bursts of white light, quickly shrunk towards the middle, and then disappeared, while the stamens were still shining, making people No prying eyes.

"What are you doing? I can't see it!"

"How did this happen? What is the chance?"

Everyone was dissatisfied immediately, but they all shut up after being swept away by the high-ranking monks.

The dragon cub stood in the main hall, looking outside dryly, wishing he could jump over to find his relatives, he looked at the shadow: "When will you remove the invisibility?"

"immediately."

As soon as the words fell, countless white lights began to gather on him, making his figure more and more clear.

The dragon cub tilted his head: "Why have you changed?"

"Well, it's time to meet someone, that shadow is not elegant."

Dragon cub: "..."

The completely new person stood on the steps and raised his hands. The few people outside instantly saw an ancient building standing in the middle of the lake. They looked at each other and walked forward slowly.