Fifteen silver dragons of vitality.

Fifteen-eyed spiritual spring.

In the past month, Ye Qingyu opened up the Five Eyes Spiritual Spring in one breath.

Such speed is unprecedented and unparalleled.

In addition to Ye Qingyu's talent and qualifications, the nameless mind method he practiced has great cleverness and simplestness, the most important thing is that his experience this time was really bizarre. He was refined in the [Genting Copper Furnace] for nine days and nine nights, and received the spiritual power of the Hundred Herbs Divine Liquid and Source Crystal...

Such strength growth is quite a bit like boosting the growth.

Ye Qingyu soared from the Four-Eyed Spiritual Spring Realm to the Fifteen Spiritual Spring Realm in one breath. It was absolutely enough to shock the entire Snow Country if he said it.

Fifteen silver dragons whistled and winded around Ye Qingyu's body, and the dragon roared for a long time.

Ye Qingyu shook his arms.

The silver dragon roared in the ice cave, and the powerful vital fluctuations radiated around. A magnificent force radiated toward the ice corridor in all directions with the ice cave as the center. The shaking ice chips splashed around it, and the earth was shaking.

"Hahaha……"

Ye Qingyu laughed loudly, and she was so happy that she was extremely happy.

Fifteen silver dragons of vital energy circled in the void for a while, finally turned around and rushed into Ye Qingyu's body, turning into fifteen internal torrents, flowing through eight extraordinary meridians of the limbs and bones, and finally circulating into the dantian and entering the fifteen springs in the desert world of the Dantian.

An unprecedented sense of power lingers all over the body.

"The power is more than dozens of times stronger than before, but after all, I took a big fat man in one bite and needed to slowly accumulate the foundation and improve my mood as soon as possible. Especially for the use of power, it is not as good as a true master of the Fifteen Spiritual Spring Realm, and it takes time to practice."

Ye Qingyu also knew that his cultivation level had grown too fast, like a castle in the air, and he needed to build a foundation again before he could truly use it for himself.

"It's time to get out of here!"

Ye Qingyu glanced at the big-headed dazed dog who was sleeping outside the formation. He calculated that he had been in the underground ice cave for more than ten days. I believe that the imperial military should have noticed the changes in the outpost at this time and sent someone to find out the truth. He should also find a way to report to Youyan Pass.

Just as he was about to break through the formation and leave, a sudden change occurred.

Suddenly, a loud laughter came in from the ice cave corridor.

Ye Qingyu's face changed when he heard this.

The next moment—

"Hahaha, little bastard, I finally found you."

The people coming were extremely loud.

His voice was hundreds of meters away at the beginning. When the last word fell, a figure was already flying from an ice cave corridor on the right, landing ten meters away from Ye Qingyu.

The robe flies and her hair is gray.

Who is it if it’s not Liu Yuanchang?

This is the chief clerk of the Luming County City Lord's Mansion, and finally came to me.

He approached step by step, stared at Ye Qingyu tightly, and sneered: "Little Zazi, you can really hide. I have been looking for you for more than 40 days, but I was found in the end... This time, I think you can escape there!"

The murderous intent is like a knife, filling the void.

Ye Qingyu looked at Liu Yuanchang, and even felt a last glimmer of luck in his heart, and asked, "What about Yan Fan and the others? How did you do to them?"

Liu Yuanchang laughed at the sky, his face full of sarcasm and abuse, and said, "Yan Fan? Oh, you said those lowly sentries? Hahaha, of course, they were all killed. Those lowly sentries were all shocked by me and they should be crushed to pieces and crushed their bones to pieces when they were against me."

Ye Qingyu's figure shook.

This is the last news he wants to hear.

"Hahahaha..." Liu Yuanchang laughed wildly, venting his joy in his heart.

He fumbled and pursued for more than nine days, and finally found Ye Qingyu again. This time, he would not give this little bastard any chance. He must conquer him hard and let him beg for his feet. Only in this way can he avenge his two dead children.

Now is just the beginning.

Looking at the sad expression on Ye Qingyu's face, he had already begun to feel pleasure.

opposite.

Ye Qingyu stood firm and slowly raised his head. The back in his eyes had turned into anger. His snow-white teeth hit like a steel knife, saying word by word: "Since that's the case, old guy, today, then you can go to the burial of brothers Yan Fan and others."

The words have not ended.

A sound of dragon roars came from Ye Qingyu's body, and his fists were swinged, and fifteen silver dragons of vitality roared out.

The powerful fist power is tangible and unreal, and comes to attack.

Liu Yuanchang was stunned.

"Like a closed!"

His pupils suddenly shrank and he used his strongest defensive combat skills.

The blue inner world was like a giant gate, blocking his body, and the light was sparkling, just like the essence.

boom!

The fist marks smashed the blue giant gate.

Liu Yuanchang flew backwards and hit the ice wall in the distance.

He looked down at his hands incredibly. Blue veins swelled up on the back of his hands, and his blood vessels were clearly visible. He winded along his arms and reached the elbows like an ugly and hideous poisonous snake. Blood beads oozed out from under his skin, and his five fingers were already covered in skin...

The arms are in pain.

"You..." Liu Yuanchang looked at Ye Qingyu in shock: "Your strength..."

Be careless.

Unexpectedly, the strength of this mess has increased so much. I was caught off guard and suffered a secret loss.

Ye Qingyu didn't say a word, and held his right hand in the void.

Shao Shang Sword appeared in his hand.

The sword roars like a dragon.

The room is filled with autumn water.

The terrible murderous intent spread around the sword peak like a tangible object.

The air around it seemed as if it was constantly cut by an invisible sharp blade, and transparent air waves were constantly drawn out.

"Spiritual soldier?" Liu Yuanchang's pupils shrank, his face became more shocked. He nodded and sneered: "Okay, it turns out that you are hiding your strength, good scheming and means. However, if you only want to kill me with the power of the fifteenth spiritual spring, you are overestimating your ability..."

Before he could finish his words, Liu Yuanchang suddenly felt a flash in front of him.

"【Slaying the Soul-Slaying Heavenly Slash】!"

Ye Qingyu held the sword in both hands, and the golden mist at the hilt of the sword splashed like liquid, and it instantly arrived in front of Liu Yuanchang like a ghost. The Shaoshang sword left no traces of Qiushui, and the sword light was shining brightly, and it slashed head-on.

One of the four styles of peerless generals.

"Arrogant!"

Liu Yuanchang shouted loudly, and a blue electric sword appeared in his hand.

Cross-sword blocking.

bite!

The two swords fought each other and made a crisp sound.

At this moment, Liu Yuanchang and Ye Qingyu were getting closer and the four eyes were facing each other.

Liu Yuanchang saw the coldness in Ye Qingyu's eyes.

Then he felt a strange force spreading into his body along the blue electric sword. At this moment, he was stunned to find that the vitality in his body suddenly became stagnant and could not function. Even his body was slightly stiff, as if he had lost control.

And at the same time, Ye Qingyu drew his sword and slashed again.

"【Blade Storm】!"

He was still holding the sword in both hands, his body rotated, and instantly turned into a strong wind.

Countless bitches swept the world.

Liu Yuanchang was controlled by the strange power and could not activate the inner Yuan. He watched the sword blade storm slashing at him with one sword and one sword.

The moment the pain came, Liu Yuanchang roared angrily. After a breath, the stagnant vital energy in his body finally returned to normal. The power of the twenty-eyed spiritual spring roared and boiled, instantly spreading his whole body, turning into vital armor to resist the sword blade storm. At the same time, he could finally strike back.

The blue electric sword flashed, and the sword light was like a rainbow that penetrated the sword blade storm.

Puff puff puff!

Clusters of blood burst out from Ye Qingyu's chest.

He was shocked by the sword energy.

But in the air, Ye Qingyu laughed loudly: "Hahaha, old guy, the retribution has come, let me die... [Judgement of the Sword]!"

After the words came, Ye Qingyu landed on the ground, slid back five or six meters, and suddenly knelt on one knee.

The Shao Shang sword in his hand was already inserted into the ice layer under his feet.

The strange golden mist, like liquid, constantly sputtered between Ye Qingyu's hands and the hilt of the sword.
To be continued...