Chapter 199: Qingluan Divine Bird

The formless smoke cloud was wrapped in Flying Frost and stabbed three swords in a row, and the three Demon Sect disciples were guarding the portal, but they still couldn't stop the embrace of death.

Blood flickered, Jing Yao retreated, and looked coldly at the four corpses on the ground.

Even killed four people, Jing Yao didn't frown, these people died innocently, Feishuang was shining, and pointed to the girl in yellow from afar: "It's your turn, come down and die." ”

Huang Mengxue was shocked in her heart, she couldn't see clearly how Jing Yao killed the four Demon Sect disciples, and saw a cloud of smoke surrounding everyone, and the three Demon Sect disciples were killed.

"I'm underestimating you. Huang Mengxue flew down from the treetops: "Your cultivation is not to fuse the four realms, but I have the cultivation of fusing the Great Perfection, which is not comparable to these wastes." ”

"In my eyes, you're no different from trash. ”

The flying frost in his hand swayed outward, like a long moon, Jing Yao drove the flying frost to pounce on Huang Mengxue the moment it fell, and sneered: "What is the Great Perfection of Fusion? ”

"Enough to kill you. Huang Mengxue responded, and the yellow silk scarf thought about the flying frost, and quickly wrapped around the flying frost towards Jing Yao.

"Far from it. Jing Yao held the sword and slashed horizontally, swinging it down, and the yellow silk scarf broke inch by inch.

"Dream!" Huang Mengxue immediately urged Zhenyuan, and the yellow silk scarf was rippled by Zhenyuan and turned into a long stick.

This is another form of the yellow silk scarf.

Both soft and hard, that is, it can overcome rigidity with softness, and it can also turn softness into rigidity.

"It's you who is dreaming!" Jing Yao shouted, Feishuang took off her hand and flew out, she pinched the sword trick, volleyed the sword, and controlled Feishuang to slash down quickly.

"It's kind of interesting. Huang Mengxue's eyes were gloomy, and the yellow silk scarf met the flying frost and slammed into each other fiercely.

As a result, Jing Yao was unscathed, and Huang Mengxue's figure couldn't help shaking.

"As I said, you are no different from the dead Demon Sect disciples in my eyes. Jing Yao stepped on the flying frost in one step, and the sword trick was drawn again, and the flying frost emitted a bright light, piercing the eyebrows of the girl in yellow and leaving.

Jing Yao's cultivation is still fusing the four realms, but a battle with Feiyun Demon Shuai has made her experience soar, and the sword technique is unfolding like a cloud of flowing water in her peers, and the girl in yellow has the cultivation of fusing the Great Perfection but is restricted everywhere.

The yellow silk scarf is a strange treasure, and its power is comparable to that of Flying Frost, but Huang Mengxue's cultivation contains a lot of water, and it was raised by the Nine Turns Demon Pill Shengsheng, the foundation is vain, and the experience of facing the enemy is also small, and after a few rounds, it becomes passive.

"Die. Jing Yao's small eyes widened angrily, and the flying frost was like a meteor slashing towards the girl in yellow.

Huang Mengxue gritted her teeth, suddenly made a strange posture, clasped her hands together, disappeared out of thin air, and was already behind Jing Yao when she appeared.

Huang Si also shot from the front, forming a situation of front and back.

Jing Yao's eyes were sharp, her heart was beating, what a weird way, is this the killer of the girl in yellow?

Her body shook and became ethereal, and her shadow seemed to be her in all directions, so that the tricks of the yellow silk scarf and the girl in yellow hit the air, and a stream of air flowed.

One has a strange body, the other is ethereal, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser for a while.

"Is this the way your godfather taught you?" Jing Yao sneered slightly, showing a hint of evil smile when talking about godfather, there is an indescribable story between godfathers and goddaughters on the earth.

But the girl in yellow couldn't hear what it meant, but when she saw Jing Yao's cunning look, she also knew that it was not a good word.

"Shut up. The girl in yellow put her hands on her chest again, and her figure disappeared again.

Jing Yao sneered slightly, she found a flaw in this strange body technique, and every time she used it, she needed to cross her arms on her chest to perform it.

With a light flash, she avoided the palm wind on the left side, and drove the flying sword to stab behind her, and a sword aura popped out of the sword body, and it shot on the ground with a snort, splitting a deep mark.

The girl in yellow began to feel impetuous after a long battle, and her right hand was placed on her left wrist.

Jing Yao squinted slightly, wanting to see what tricks the girl in yellow had in her mouth, but she smiled shamefully: "Qian donkey skills are poor?"

"Dead girl, you forced me. ”

The girl in yellow's nails were scratched on her left wrist, and the blood flowed, but it was not normal red, but a strange blue.

The blue blood dripped on the ground, condensed but not dispersed, and with the sliding of the right hand of the girl in yellow, a Qingluan Divine Bird emerged from the blood, and was reborn in blood!

Qingluan?

Jing Yao's gaze deepened.

She vaguely remembered that Huang Xiufeng said that Qin Chaoran's biological mother was the Qingluan Divine Bird, and was later used as a furnace for practicing by the Demon Lord, she understood why the Demon Monarch loved the girl in yellow so much......

The Qingluan Divine Bird was born in blood, making a phoenix cry in the air, crisp and loud, spreading all over the Kuotian Mountains, with blue brilliance on the wings, and the feathers at the tail end were like a link that did not blow in the air, gurgling and sliding.

Such a divine bird Jing Yao encountered during the challenge, and the miscellaneous disciple of the Sword Sect she challenged could also summon the divine bird to help, but she forgot what the name was, but it was just a phantom, and now she is facing the real Qingluan Divine Bird.

"Slut, sacrifice Qingluan with your blood today. The girl in yellow said expressionlessly.

"Daydreaming. Jing Yao looked at the girl in yellow playfully, she was not afraid of any Qingluan Divine Bird, she had slashed the Phoenix Phantom before, and today she can still kill the real Qingluan Divine Bird.

Flying Frost flashed a divine light in her hand, and then she was thrown into the air, her phoenix eyes were full of might, and she used the true yuan of the Dao Heart Clear Secret to control Flying Frost and stab at Qingluan.

"A sword in the sky!"

With Jing Yao's delicate voice, the thunder light was full of air, and the divine light was magnificent.

Every time she casts the Heavenly Sword Codex, there is a subtle difference, that is because she has comprehended more sword techniques in the battle of fighting methods, and she has activated it with the Dao Heart Clear Technique, which is incomparably powerful.

Feishuang absorbed the power of the heavenly thunder and drove a large piece of light to slash at the neck of the Qingluan Divine Bird, but Qingluan spread its wings and waved it lightly, and a ray of light resisted Feishuang's slashing momentum.

"See no, this is the power of the Qingluan Divine Bird. The girl in yellow laughed: "You are dead." ”

Qingluan's instigated brilliance blocked the sword technique of the Qingtian First Sword, which made Jing Yao a little surprised, and then sneered, it was too early to draw conclusions.

She punched out a true yuan in her right hand, infusing it with flying frost, and for a while, the flying frost light was in full bloom, flashing purple movies, cutting through the brilliance of resistance at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The smile of the girl in yellow froze on her face, and she looked at Jing Yao in disbelief.

She didn't understand why her cultivation was higher than the other party, and she even used the strongest Qingluan Divine Bird, but she couldn't stop Feishuang's fall.

"Slash!"

Jing Yao scolded murderously, the flying frost suddenly fell, and the Qingluan Divine Bird let out a mournful roar, and its body was split in half......