"Lao Di is going to fight for his life."

Qi Yuan's heart moved slightly, waves of scorching fire rushed in like a tsunami, the air nearby was dotted with red light, and countless red flames as big as peas burned out of thin air.

With him as the center, it seemed as if the sea beneath his feet was completely ignited.

Qi Yuan smiled coldly and turned a blind eye to this strange phenomenon. He just took a deep breath and water dragons emerged from the Dantian and accurately shot into fifty-six water drops.

Then, the water droplet flashed, and a blue arch-shaped shield appeared.

Qi Yuan felt no panic in his heart. Di Yaoxian used this blow that exceeded his strength with the blessing of essence and blood. Once the effect wore off, it was time for his counterattack.

"Wow"

"Wow"

The sea of ​​fire was like clouds blown by a storm, quickly gathering together to form a huge vortex.

Immediately, a huge firebird more than ten feet long spread its wings and flew out.

As soon as the firebird appeared, its body surface was filled with red flames. The red flames that had just emerged flew towards it like moths throwing fire, and then disappeared into the body one after another.

"go."

After pushing hard towards the fire bird, Di Yaoxian gasped and landed with difficulty.

Obviously the cost of this spell is unusual.

The firebird was activated by the seal, roaring wildly, the flames on its body rising several feet, and flew straight towards Qiyuan with great momentum.

Qi Yuan's expression did not change, he made a gesture of picking flowers, stretched out the blue arch straightly, and whipped it towards the firebird like a whip.

After a loud noise, the two spells collided. Whether it was the spiritual water or the spiritual flame on the arch, strange "crackling" and "crackling" sounds erupted upon contact. It was true that water and fire were incompatible.

The two extremely opposite spiritual powers caused a violent reaction and devoured each other.

With its compact form, the arch managed to survive the collision with the huge body of the Firebird.

The battle situation was in a stalemate, and Chen Ping naturally would not stand idly by. He put the Chunyang Sword behind his back, put his toes a little heavier, and a bunch of green light appeared in his hand.

When he got closer to the sea of ​​fire, the sword energy had turned into a vivid sword dragon.

Qi Yuan majored in water-based exercises, and the batch of beads he refined also contained great water spiritual power. Chen Ping's realm was two steps lower than this person's, and the five elements were mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. Attacking him with fire-based magical powers was purely

It is self-inflicted humiliation.

"This son's sword intent is extremely powerful, and it must not be attacked forcefully."

His consciousness scanned the traces of the sword light, Qi Yuan frowned, pushed down his sleeves hard, and shot out a milky white ball.

He had long suspected that Chen Ping was a sword cultivator in the third realm, so of course he did not dare to let the sword light strike him easily.

Although he has never seen the power of the fusion of man and sword with his own eyes, ancient books highly praise this method, saying that the third step of sword cultivation is invincible at the same level.

Even though this statement is an exaggeration, it is not unfounded.

Jin Zhaoheng, the sword cultivator of Jingrui Island, ranked sixth on the rookie list, only behind Chen Ping and several Lan Yue True Successors, which is evident from this.

The beads that were struck were pure white and emitted a dazzling white light, causing Chen Ping's sword light to stagnate slightly, as if it had pressed down on a hundred-foot mountain and kept sinking downwards.

This bead was the natal Taoist artifact that Qiyuan Sanren had been practicing for more than two hundred years, the Moon Flower Orb. Seeing that the situation was not good, he sacrificed it directly.

Chen Ping was quite puzzled. Old Taoist Qi Yuan seemed to be fond of bead-shaped objects. Whether it was his natal Taoist artifact or a rare treasure, their appearance was almost the same.

"Here comes the sword!"

The Qinglian Sword Qi was blocked, but Chen Ping was not anxious at all. He flipped the Chunyang Sword and slashed towards the Yuehua Orb with a green shadow.

This bead is just a high-grade Taoist weapon. As long as the Pure Yang Sword strikes its body, it can be severely damaged immediately.

"Humph, you little bastard."

It has to be said that Di Yaoxian's strength is indeed inferior to Qi Yuan's. While controlling the arch to fight against the firebird, he also squeezed the seal with ease, and the fist-sized Yuehua Orb disappeared in an instant.

The location became blurry.

Then thousands of three-inch pointed spears erupted from the bead, covered in frost, and split into two parts with a tremor.

Part of it rushed towards the Qinglian Sword Qi, piercing the body of the Stegosaurus in one go, leaving it riddled with holes.

The other part went straight towards the Chunyang Sword, making a sharp "ding-dong" sound, and a thick layer of broken ice immediately condensed on the sword body, making it unable to move at all.
Chapter completed!