Invincible Powers Chapter 251: The keel condenses the sword!
Wu Xiting woke up suddenly, looked at Yu Yuan, and wanted to get rid of him quickly.
He really had lingering fears about Yu Yuan, and he was instinctively terrified.
There are strong people in Yinfeng Valley like clouds, there is Mei Qiurong, there is Long Tianxiao, there is Guan Xianyun of the Ghost Fuzong, and that little black and thin girl who is full of poison...
But he didn't have the slightest fear of those people.
Only when facing Yu Yuan, I feel uncomfortable everywhere and uncomfortable everywhere.
After Wu Xiting thought about it, he realized the reason - he couldn't see through Yu Yuan!
Chen Qingyan, Mei Qiurong, Long Tianxiao and the like, no matter how high the realm was, no matter how old the background was, he had a rough idea of them, so he also had the confidence to know how to deal with them.
But he came from Dark Moon City. Yu Yuan, who had never heard of it before, seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog, and he couldn't see his "true face" no matter what!
Moreover, as the subsequent contact deepened, this feeling became more and more intense!
Practice the "Shamo Body Refining Technique" and know the "Jiuyao Tianlun". The keel of the dragon spit out the extremely cold breath of the dragon, which made him freeze instantly.
What is the background of this son?
Looking at the meaning of the ancestor, he and the ancestor have known each other for a long time?
The ancestor who had just escaped from the Forbidden Land of Falling Moon and hid in the Bifeng Mountains was the most respected ancestor of the sect, but his soul was incomplete and turned into a special inhuman existence, and he was still a master of foreign objects in the world.
Yu Yuan, how do you know your ancestor?
Wu Xiting was full of doubts, and after saying the sentence, quickly kill Yu Yuan, he suddenly noticed the blood shadow where Anjie Mountain was, and seemed to have not heard what he said at all.
Wu Xiting was in a trance, and took a closer look at the blood shadow face that had no real face.
The faceless Anjie Mountain gave him the impression that his "expression" was extremely dignified.
An Jieshan didn't look at Yu Yuan, but turned around, seeming to put all his attention on Chen Qingyan.
Wu Xiting was stunned for a moment, and his eyes gradually became more serious.
He also looked at Chen Qingyan, and at the snakeskin scabbard in Chen Qingyan's hand. Because his soul and body were frozen, his body and thinking, which had been somewhat dull before, quickly became active again.
"Scabbard!"
Looking at the unpredictable snakeskin scabbard, Wu Xiting slightly squinted his eyes, and then closed them directly.
No longer see with eyes, but perceive with Yinshen.
In Yinshen's perception, the snakeskin scabbard held in Chen Qingyan's hand is no longer a dead thing, but a dragon that releases the breath of an extremely cold dragon!
After more than 300 years of disappearance, many people thought that the cold flood dragon that was dormant at the bottom of the cold abyss was like coiling around Chen Qingyan's arms!
The cold and harsh aura that can only be bred in the depths of the Nine Nether Cold Abyss rises from the snakeskin scabbard and emerges from Chen Qingyan's arm holding the scabbard.
There was a strange emerald green flame, as if quietly growing from Chen Qingyan's body.
The emerald green flame is clearly burning, but the aura that can be revealed is surprisingly cold and terrifying.
In an instant, the temperature of the entire Dragon Cave plummeted!
The dense smoke seemed to be released from Chen Qingyan's body. The bone marrow of the person who was so cold would freeze, making one want to escape from this dragon cave as far as possible.
The emerald green flame did not come from the snakeskin scabbard, nor did it come from the cold dragon.
——It came from Chen Qingyan's body!
The snakeskin scabbard and the extremely cold electric current that escaped from the cold dragon bone seemed to be just a trigger, a spark that ignited the emerald green flame hidden in Chen Qingyan's body.
Chen Qingyan, who was holding the snakeskin scabbard, looked surprised at this moment, as if he was in some unreal dream.
She frowned slightly, appearing to be in pain and panic.
Standing behind her, the black and thin little girl looked at her at this moment, and quietly stepped back a few steps.
As if, the extremely cold smoke continuously released from her body and the dark green flames that were hard to see with the naked eye made the little black and skinny girl feel uncomfortable.
"I see."
In the center of the keel coiled by Han Jiao, Yu Yuan stared at Chen Qingyan, was dazed for a while, and muttered softly.
"Crack!"
He was standing in the center, and there was a strange sound coming from the keel joints of the cold dragon.
More joints, one by one!
He looked at Hanjiao's keel, which was moving strangely under his nose, surrounded by streamers of light, shrinking quietly, changing in an extremely complicated way.
The keel of the cold dragon finally shrinks and changes, turning into a shining, transparent and shining rapier.
The chill exuding from this sword is clearly the taste of Jiuyou Hanyuan!
The fine sword is transformed from the keel of the cold flood dragon!
Caught in Chen Qingyan's hand, the snakeskin scabbard, regarded as a talisman, seemed to be specially crafted to carry the sword.
The thin sword is dark green, as wide as two fingers, about one meter.
At a glance, the rapier is like a stream of emerald green, clear to the bottom.
But the chill emanating from the rapier made everyone feel uncomfortable. Even just looking at the rapier, a cold chill appeared in the soul.
In an instant, Yu Yuan found that the keel of Jiuyou Hanjiao was completely invisible.
The green rapier, drawn by the snakeskin scabbard, condensed into a pool of green streamer and flew towards Chen Qingyan, like a dragon entering the sea, rushing towards the snakeskin scabbard.
The rapier is put into the scabbard, and the cold dragon that was once famous in the vast world and was born in the Nine Nether Cold Abyss is like a soul and body merged into one.
"Chick!"
The emerald green flame rose from the palm of Chen Qingyan, covered the snakeskin scabbard, and penetrated into the scabbard.
It seems to be refining the rapier with green flames.
Chen Qingyan closed his eyes and was in a trance. All his actions seemed to be instinctive.
Han Jiao disappeared, and Yu Yuan stood there alone, looking at Chen Qingyan calmly.
Phew!
A light and shadow passed by, and the dark and thin little girl suddenly settled beside Yu Yuan.
When the black and skinny girl passed by, a little raindrops fell.
It fell on Mei Qiurong, the body that fell on the ground.
Immediately, thick smoke came out of the Xuantian Sect visitor who had been silent for a long time without making a sound.
Mei Qiurong's flesh and blood body turned into a puddle of blood in the thick smoke.
The blood shadow transformed from An Jie Mountain seemed to have glanced at Mei Qiurong, seeing that she had turned into blood, she didn't do anything.
Wu Xiting pondered for a moment, then drank in a low voice.
The Primordial Fire Mirror, which was supposed to be outside, was called by his power, like a crimson fire, coming in an instant.
Yuan Huo Mirror was in Wu Xiting's hands, and took a photo of Mei Qiurong's body.
Mei Qiurong's three souls of heaven, earth and man flew away one by one from the place where the corpse was, and were pulled into the Yuanhuo mirror, where they were either refined, or suppressed and imprisoned by Wu Xiting, whatever he wanted.
"Tiangong Yin!"
Wu Xiting took a deep breath, and with his other free hand, grabbed it hard.
Because of Mei Qiurong's death, the Heavenly Palace seal without an owner fell to Wu Xiting in an instant.
Boom!
Bloods of blood bloomed in Wu Xiting's palm, enveloping that strange seal.
Up to now, Chen Qingyan still hasn't opened his eyes, and still holds the snakeskin scabbard with a sword body, but a green flame rises from his body to wash and refine the rapier transformed from the keel of the cold flood dragon.
An Jieshan didn't bother her, and kept vigilant all the time, as if he knew how difficult she was to mess with.
Wu Xiting got the Tiangong seal, saw that her eyes were still closed, and evil thoughts suddenly arose in her heart, so she asked tentatively: "Old ancestor?"
The blood shadow that An Jieshan turned into suddenly turbulent, like a scarlet flame swaying, and his soul thought was also formed in an instant.
It's just that Wu Xiting failed to understand it immediately.
Chen Qingyan, who was refining the sword with his eyes closed, instinctively sensed Wu Xiting's malice, and without opening his eyes, the hand holding the snakeskin scabbard pointed at Wu Xiting.
A green sword light flew out from the scabbard.
The cold mist lingering in the Dragon Cave merged into the green sword light in an instant.
Wu Xiting turned pale in shock and flew upwards.
The emerald green sword light passed through his waist and abdomen in a flash, and the cold power from the deepest part of the Nine Nether Cold Abyss revealed by the sword light immediately exploded in Wu Xiting's body again.
"Crack!"
Different from the original cold dragon's breath, that sword, the coldness of that green sword light, was not intended to freeze his flesh and soul.
It's frozen!
"Crack! Crack!"
Wu Xiting's waist and abdomen, the flesh and blood pierced by the green sword glow, shattered and exploded after freezing!
He wailed and cursed "little girl", just as he was about to perform the soul secret technique, he discovered that the dark wind appeared strangely in the sea of consciousness of his soul.
Feeling the gloomy wind blowing, his calm sea of soul consciousness burst into waves of flames.
His unique flesh and blood body can instinctively resist the Yin and Yang winds, and he will not be afraid of being infiltrated by the Yin and Yang winds.
But now, this flesh and blood body is pierced by that green sword light, and the dark wind is hidden in the wind, and as the cold force cracks his flesh and blood, it rushes into his soul consciousness ocean.
Chen Qingyan's just one finger, just such a green sword glow, and the accompanying cold power and yin and yang wind, severely injured him.
Wu Xiting was trembling, looking at the waist and abdomen, pieces of flesh and blood burst open, feeling the violent changes in the sea of soul consciousness, looking at Chen Qingyan with fear on his face.
Chen Qingyan still kept his eyes closed, not knowing what happened.
An Jieshan, who was condensed into a blood shadow, gave a soul warning, and found that Wu Xiting didn't understand it instantly, so he knew it was going to be bad.
When Chen Qingyan followed his instinctive perception and swung his sword at Wu Xiting, who had evil thoughts in his heart, An Jieshan knew that Wu Xiting, who didn't know what was good or bad, might be in trouble.
An Jieshan looked at Chen Qingyan again, and he turned around again without a face.
He turned towards Yu Yuan, his soul moved slightly.
Yu Yuan frowned slightly, and when he was still about to speak, he found the blood shadow he turned into, covering Wu Xiting's body like a cloud of blood, and after rolling up Wu Xiting, he flew towards the outside.
"Hoohoo!"
Outside the valley, clouds of miasma and smoke surged crazily, as if trying to intercept them.
Yu Yuan thought for a while and said, "That's all."
The movement of the miasma and smoke suddenly stopped.
The dark and thin little girl blinked her eyes and looked puzzled.
"Anjie Mountain is very powerful, we can't stop him, if we force him to stay, we may not be able to get a bargain." Yu Yuan explained, "Wu Xiting from the Blood God Sect, I made a note, he will die sooner or later. "
The little girl nodded lightly and stopped insisting.
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