The scaly claws were injured, but their power was undiminished.

It was more like being enraged, and he paused in mid-air, ignoring the wound at all, and pressed down viciously again, like Mount Tai pressing down.

Ning Qingqiu naturally wanted to come forward, she couldn't take into account the eyes of others at this time, but did her best, this was also the first time she had gone all out and fought without reservation since she broke through the Yuan Infant Period.

Here, if Qiye doesn't make a move, except for her, the rest of the people can't compete with this scaly claw.

Because this scale claw, no matter what creature it comes from, it is terrifyingly strong, it does not carry any attribute moves between its actions, and the terrifying physical strength alone is enough to crush all opponents, purely in terms of strength, all the Jindan period is not enough to see in front of it, it is the Yuanying Monk, and the weaker ones are not much to retreat with.

Ning Qingqiu was fearless.

Sword cultivation, fighting heaven and earth, are you afraid that a dead thing will not succeed?

But—

But it's not stupid hard fighting.

She flew up, in mid-air, and just before she was about to collide with the scaly claws, she suddenly changed her shape, leaped past one of its fingers, and began to move around, quickly leaving countless dense mottled sword wounds on the scaly claws, and when the dark blue corrosive poisonous liquid sprayed, she also paid great attention to her defense, and did not let herself be contaminated with filth for half a point.

Who knows how terrifying that thing is? Ning Qingqiu was reluctant to try it for himself if it could corrode his body surface defenses.

The battle is in full swing here, Qiye is holding his hands behind his back, looking like a leisurely master of the world, but he is not panicked at all, Ning Qingqiu's tactics are becoming more and more mature, and his swordsmanship is becoming more and more powerful, he has to sigh that this girl is really talented in the way of the sword, after the Yuan infancy, she has not found a suitable opportunity to show her skills, this time, it is to let her have a good time, this is the best way to stabilize her cultivation, and with him, she will definitely not be injured, the current situation seems that Ning Qingqiu has the upper hand, victory is just around the corner, he is naturally good, and he does not plan to make a move。

The Red Sleeves are all trying to break through the barrier of the countless spatial cracks that have emerged on the surface, after all, now that they are separated, they can be said to be alone, and their strength is instantly divided and weakened, of course, they must do everything possible to converge together, there are many people with great strength.

They didn't care about the origin of this scaly claw, but although the spatial rift was small, it was full of power, and they didn't dare to move easily, so they could only temporarily press and watch the fierce battle in mid-air.

Winning or losing this battle is crucial for them.

If Ning Qingqiu loses, not to mention herself, even most of the other people will not survive, because Ning Qingqiu's combat power is much stronger than theirs, and she has already successfully reached the Yuan Infant Stage, if she loses, the others will naturally have no way to live;

If Ning Qingqiu wins, then they will have the hope of escaping from the Ascension to the Heavens, and the spatial rift will not take the initiative to attack them, and slowly trying to find a way to eliminate the obstacles and reunite is the only way for them to get out of this cemetery.

Everyone is here to dig graves, not to bury themselves alive in the pit.

If it's really dead like this, it's really ridiculous and generous if it gets out......

At this time, everyone had no other ideas, just waiting for Ning Qingqiu to show his might, as for what to do after that, it was another matter, they only knew that if Ning Qingqiu's sword was not fast enough and not ruthless enough, they would have no future.

Ning Qingqiu suspended in mid-air, the heart refining sword was full of cold light, and endless turbulent aura emerged from the dantian The heart refining sword, and then she stabbed out this sword with all her might, the tip of the sword was like a meteor, and it was so beautiful and fast, smashing on the scale claw.

And then—

Time and space seem to stand still at this moment.

Even her long black eyelashes were frozen and motionless, like butterfly wings that had been made into a specimen.

In the next second, the sound of the bombardment of the sky and the earth resounded through the heavens and the earth, the scales of the scales and claws splashed and flew one by one, the endless dark blue liquid sprayed as if they didn't want money, the flesh and blood flew up, and the scale claws twisted and flew in the air indiscriminately, and there was no longer any power to fight against Ning Qingqiu.

So, she was unforgiving, saw the opportunity, and slashed more than a hundred swords at the joints of the scale claws sticking out of the black curtain, the swords were too fast, and they all became phantoms together, and then the huge scale claws broke their roots one after another, and fell to the ground fiercely, causing a violent shock on the ground, and there were a few more cracks on the surface.

I wanted to take advantage of the victory to chase after her, and then went to the crack of the canopy to see if it was from a real dragon as she guessed, but she thought that there were still seven nights below, and she was not good at acting alone, so she cast a tracking seal on the limbs that quickly retracted towards the crack in the sky, and flew to the side of seven nights.

When he turned back again, the crack in the canopy had slowly closed, and the water of the aura lake began to pour back into the lake, the wind and clouds stopped for a while, the raindrops became smaller and smaller, and even the sky light gradually revealed a little from the clouds.

The clouds and rain, the wind and thunder, and the five-toed scale claw, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the standard configuration of the dragon clan, could it be that she guessed it was true?

"You performed well, your swordsmanship is like a meteor and thunder, you really have consolidated the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage. ”

Ning Qingqiu accepted such praise well, and he was not weak at all, and his words were not exaggerated.

It's just—

"Did you really read the tombstone rune correctly? How do I think this scale claw looks like the Dark Moon Dragon of the Dragon Clan, didn't you say that this is the tomb of the alchemist, how did a monster like a dragon emerge? Could it be that the alchemist kept a pet before his death?"

This speculation is not outrageous.

The dragon is a treasure, the dragon scales, dragon bones, dragon tendons, dragon claws, are all the top materials for refining, dragon blood, dragon balls, dragon eyes, dragon whiskers, dragon meat, all of which are the best raw materials for refining medicine, and the alchemist raised a dragon to use as a treasure trove for himself to use at any time, which sounds outrageous, but it is really not impossible in ancient times.

Qiye glanced at her helplessly, and explained: "When did I say that this alchemist is a human race? Moonlight Dragons have a gentle temperament, extremely high IQ, and they have a long lifespan, and it is not difficult to learn the alchemy of the human race...... You guessed it right. That's indeed a dragon's claw. ”

Ning Qingqiu's face froze.

After doing it for a long time, what she just hit was the corpse of the tomb owner?

However, no matter how you say it, everything is blamed on this guy Qiye, who talks halfway, who knows which race he is referring to, but she won't take it for granted in the future, the main thing is that she has a little deal with different races, and everything is to think about people, this is normal logic.