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After the dragon's roar.

A blue dragon with a body length of several hundred feet coiled in mid-air.

"Xiao Qing, hit him!" Qin Yi shouted from below.

After growing in size, the little blue dragon's voice was no longer childish, revealing the majesty unique to the dragon race: "Okay, Master."

The dragon head turned and charged towards Wu Qiankun.

On the way, it opened its huge dragon mouth and swallowed the Great Capturing Hand released by Wu Qiankun in one gulp.

Wu Qiankun stood there in shock, muttering, "Dragon... it's actually the long-extinct dragon, and a blue dragon good at attacking."

The spiritual energy of Blue Star is exhausted, and the cultivation environment is very harsh. Even the Kunlun Secret Realm only has a蛟(jiāo, a mythical reptile similar to a dragon), let alone a dragon. (Translator's Note: I will translate 蛟 as蛟 for now, since there is no good translation)

Now that he saw a living blue dragon appearing in front of him, how could Wu Qiankun not be shocked.

After the shock, Wu Qiankun looked at the little blue dragon with fiery eyes, and said in his heart: "If I can subdue this blue dragon, the dragon blood, dragon scales, dragon saliva, etc., will definitely be a huge income every year."

A 蛟 has already made the Kunlun Secret Realm earn a lot of money, let alone a real dragon.

The little blue dragon saw the greed in Wu Qiankun's eyes, which made him very unhappy.

From ancient times until now, the dragon race has always been sought after by cultivators. Some powerful cultivators would even capture real dragons, kill them, and refine weapons and pills.

This sense of crisis and hatred is deeply imprinted in the blood of every real dragon. The majesty of the dragon race cannot be challenged.

An angry dragon roar came out, and the little blue dragon killed towards Wu Qiankun.

"Azure Dragon Battle Skill·Devouring the Heavens!"

The little blue dragon opened its dragon mouth and devoured the entire sky where Wu Qiankun was located.

Seeing the little blue dragon attacking, Wu Qiankun did not dare to relax in the slightest. The dragon race has disappeared from Blue Star for a long time.

According to legend, this kind of creature is extremely powerful, invincible at the same level, and even killing across realms is not a problem for the dragon race.

The Azure Dragon clan is a type of dragon that is good at killing. Who knows what level their combat power can reach.

"Kunlun Secret Art·诛(zhū, to execute)..."

Before Wu Qiankun could release his attack, the little blue dragon bit down.

The sky where Wu Qiankun was located instantly fell into darkness, without a trace of light, and then the entire sky seemed to be bitten off out of thin air and completely disappeared.

Wu Qiankun only felt a darkness in front of his eyes, looking around, the surroundings were also a darkness.

In this dark space, Wu Qiankun felt a sense of rejection from all around, as if he was being stripped from Blue Star.

"Kunlun Secret Art·诛仙(zhū xiān, Executioner of Immortals) Sword!"

"Kunlun Secret Art·戮仙(lù xiān, Slayer of Immortals) Sword!"

"Kunlun Secret Art·绝仙(jué xiān, Severing Immortal) Sword!"

"Kunlun Secret Art·陷仙(xiàn xiān, Trapping Immortal) Sword!"

"Kunlun Secret Art·诛仙(zhū xiān, Executioner of Immortals) Sword Formation!"

Wu Qiankun spat out four small swords, which quickly grew to the size of ten feet.

Standing in four directions beside Wu Qiankun, they firmly protected Wu Qiankun in the center.

At this moment, the majestic voice of the little blue dragon came from the entire dark space.

"Azure Dragon Secret Art·Netherworld!"

The sense of rejection that Wu Qiankun felt instantly strengthened countless times and surged towards him.

The sense of rejection quickly turned into a sense of squeezing. The constant squeezing from all around made Wu Qiankun feel as if he were a sponge being squeezed crazily.

He used his divine sense to control the Executioner of Immortals Sword Formation to resist the constantly increasing sense of squeezing, and the pressure on his body disappeared.

Wu Qiankun breathed a sigh of relief, but the spiritual power in his body was rapidly consumed in the confrontation...

Qin Yi looked at the battle in the sky. He was quite helpless to let the little blue dragon fight. After the Killing Blade left his hand, his combat power declined too severely.

Without the Killing Blade in his hand, facing Wu Qiankun, he could only stare blankly and had no moves.

What surprised Qin Yi was the little blue dragon's powerful combat power. The early stage of Refining Void little blue dragon was not weak at all against Wu Qiankun, who was at the peak of Refining Void.

Even at the beginning of the attack, Qin Yi didn't understand the little blue dragon's offensive.

He saw the little blue dragon bite down, and Wu Qiankun seemed to disappear from sight along with the sky he was in.

He gave the little blue dragon an encouraging look, and told the little blue dragon to pay attention to safety with some worry, and to run away if he really couldn't beat him.

Qin Yi flew to Zhang Feng, who was in pain, and reached out to recall the Killing Blade that was wreaking havoc in Zhang Feng's sea of consciousness.

Qin Yi thought to himself: "I have to find another combat technique, otherwise the combat methods are too single and too disadvantageous."

Thinking of this, Qin Yi suddenly remembered that after completing the war mission and destroying the Kunlun Secret Realm, the mission reward seemed to include a technique.

"It seems that I have to speed up the completion of the mission."

Zhang Feng's situation was not very good at this time. Although the Killing Blade did not shatter his sea of consciousness, it had reached a precarious state.

After Qin Yi recalled the Killing Blade, Zhang Feng endured the severe pain in his sea of consciousness. He did not choose to continue fighting, but turned around and ran away quickly.

Faced with such a powerful divine sense attack method, his only means of defense was ineffective.

If Qin Yi slashed him again, his sea of consciousness would be completely shattered, and he would inevitably end up with his cultivation level dropping to the Nascent Soul stage, or even the Golden Core stage.

It was more unacceptable than killing him to have his dignified peak Refining Void cultivation level drop to the Nascent Soul stage, and the shattering of the sea of consciousness was basically permanent and irreversible damage.

At least in Zhang Feng's cognition, he had never heard of a case where the sea of consciousness was shattered and then recovered as before.

Combining everything, Zhang Feng was completely afraid of Qin Yi, and even temporarily put down the hatred of killing his grandson.

Seeing Zhang Feng turn around and run away, Qin Yi naturally couldn't let him go like this. He held the Killing Blade and shouted:

"Killing·Massacre!"

After breaking through to the early stage of Refining Void, the power of Massacre has been significantly improved, from tens of thousands of vibrations per second to 50,000 vibrations per second.

The high-speed vibrating Killing Blade slashed towards Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng watched the Killing Blade getting closer and closer to him, gritted his teeth, and threw out the gourd of the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife to block Qin Yi's attack.

"Clang!"

The Killing Blade struck the gourd heavily.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Cracks appeared on the surface of the gourd that was struck by the Killing Blade.

Zhang Feng took back the gourd, looked at the gourd with heartache, and continued to flee forward with all his strength.

"Killing·Massacre!"

One strike was ineffective, Qin Yi changed his grip to throwing, and the high-speed vibrating Killing Blade was thrown by Qin Yi, stabbing directly at Zhang Feng's head.

"Whoosh!"

During the rapid flight of the Killing Blade, the wind it brought up made bursts of sound waves.

Zhang Feng heard the sound behind him, and when he turned his head, he was almost scared out of his wits.

The high-speed vibrating Killing Blade was killing towards him like the Grim Reaper.

In desperation, Zhang Feng gritted his teeth and burned the essence and blood in his body, and his speed suddenly increased several times.

It wasn't that he had no way to resist Qin Yi's attack, but once he resisted, he would most likely be entangled by Qin Yi.

Once he fell into a fight, it would be troublesome if Qin Yi launched another divine sense attack.

Essence and blood can be regenerated if they are gone, but the sea of consciousness is really shattered if it is shattered.

Seeing Zhang Feng escape his attack range, getting farther and farther away in his sight and gradually becoming a small dot and disappearing.

Qin Yi recalled the Killing Blade and flew back to the little blue dragon with some regret in his heart.

"The peak of Refining Void is really not that easy to kill. It's a pity that if I could kill the opponent this time, the difficulty of destroying the Kunlun Secret Realm would be reduced by one-third."

However, Qin Yi was not too disappointed. In his judgment, Zhang Feng's sea of consciousness injury would definitely not be healed without consuming a lot of resources and time.

This also meant that Zhang Feng's combat power would be halved in a short period of time, and a toothless tiger was naturally not worth fearing anymore.

As soon as Qin Yi returned to the little blue dragon, he saw the little blue dragon open his mouth and spit out, and Wu Qiankun's embarrassed figure appeared out of thin air.

After Wu Qiankun came out, the first thing he did was to run away without looking back.

This time, Qin Yi was completely angry. He could comfort himself if one ran away, but if two ran away, it would be a waste of effort.

Qin Yi shouted: "Old ghost Wu, since you are here, just stay here completely!"