"Boom!"

There was a roar of ferocious splintering of the air.

The scales vibrated in anger, bursting out at full speed, and all the trees and rocks that stood in the way were cut and struck into a sky of debris by the scales that seemed to be cast of steel.

Before, considering Qiu Yan's safety, lest the two Reality Transformation Realm cultivators on the other side suddenly kill them, and prevent them from fleeing immediately when they saw that the situation was not good, Yang Qing rushed through the mountains and forests as quickly as possible, and when he got closer, he used rigidity to make the scales wave softly, and the sound of breaking the air was very weak.

In this way, it entered the range of ten miles of autumn face.

Ten miles is far away. It's not close.

Yang Qing is a body cultivator, he can't manipulate the magic weapon to attack in the air, and he can't do it with his natal magic weapon reluctantly, and he can't cover a radius of ten zhang with his divine sense, and he can clearly see the situation in the distance and rely on his delusional eyes.

I wanted to get closer but saw that the three monks of the Spirit Concentration Realm were using their respective magic weapons flying swords to attack and kill Qiu Yan, if they didn't stop it, Qiu Yan's life would be broken here, so he had to use the Inviting Moon Bow to kill.

The Inviting Moon Bow is only a medium-grade magic weapon, even if it is made of special material, it can't stand Yang Qing's angry opening of the bow, and it was almost broken.

With Yang Qing's strength, attacking and killing the three Soul Determination Realm monks like a sneak attack would not make a mistake.

At this moment, there is no need to hide your body.

His face was strange and full of ferocity, bursting out at full speed and rushing straight towards Qiu Yan, Yang Qing's killing intent surged, he came here first, not only to save Qiu Yan, but also to kill the two pre-transformation monks of the other tribe.

Among the more than 100 monks present, no one could compare to Yang Qing's speed. And the strength is all below him.

This is the basis for killing the two reality realm cultivators on the other side.

Not to mention that he owes Qiu Yan a favor, not to mention that the yellow-haired old man once wanted to kill him.

In order to calm the tears of the soul, he also wanted to leave these two monks who transformed into reality.

Yang Qing came so quickly and appeared like this, which was beyond the expectations of the four Reality Transformation Realm monks present, and even more so to all the Spirit Realm monks.

Compared with the past, Yang Qing's appearance has changed greatly, and his body is covered with gray bone scales, even if he has seen the appearance of purple wings and purple tails, Qiu Yan can't instantly recognize it, but. The heads of the three Soul Realm monks were shot by arrows and burst. Told the monks present which tribe Yang Qing was.

Wu Yang and the yellow-haired old man's hearts 'chuckled', they hadn't even noticed that a Reality Transformation Realm monk was approaching here before, and judging by his appearance, he was even a descendant of a demon beast.

Among the two. Only the yellow-haired old man had seen Yang Qing decades ago. At that time, Yang Qing was only in the late stage of Dingling. has the protection of the helmet magic weapon, and Yang Qing's face has not been seen, and Yang Qing's cultivation is above him at this time.

Decades apart. The yellow-haired old man knew Yang Qing's identity through Zhanqiu and Scale Wing.

Shocked, Wu Yang and the two of them had heard of Yang Qing's strength, after all, a monk with a spirit qualification to kill can be described as extremely rare, and the two of them have cultivated so far, and it is the first time they have seen a monk with a spirit qualification.

The two of them wanted to kill Qiu Yan and Qilong because they were summoned by the tribal leader, and they knew that the strength of the monks here would not be stronger than him.

Now that it is slightly understood, perhaps the leader's intention is to use the two of them as bait to lure out Yang Qing.

It's nothing, the monks participate in the great conflict between the tribes for cultivation resources, as long as the strength is enough, it doesn't matter who they kill.

Perhaps, the enemies of the tribe will rush to other places to rescue, or they will definitely come to him.

Moreover, the tribal leader will definitely arrange for other reality realm monks to come to the rescue.

However, Yang Qing appeared near them like this, and it came abruptly, making them unprepared.

In the bottom of his heart, the yellow-haired old man was a little unimpressed, decades ago he was only in the late stage of Dingling, and he couldn't survive under his attack, but now even if he has the cultivation of the middle stage, but because of the physical cultivation, how strong can the strength be, as long as he doesn't love fighting, he shouldn't have to worry about whether he can survive or not.

Wu Yang has the natal magic weapon Tie Qingmu Needle, his own strength is strong, and he has never fought with Yang Qing, although he is shocked, but he is not afraid.

In this way, Wu Yang and the others felt in their hearts that as long as they killed Qiu Yan and the others first, they might make Yang Qing come and go.

Secretly thinking, the corpse of a mid-stage cultivator with the courage qualification to kill should be able to exchange for good cultivation resources.

Thinking of this, Wu Yang and the two instantly urged the 'Crazy Blood Technique'.

The true yuan around each of them skyrocketed.

Before, Wu Yang and the others did not find any trace of Yang Qing, and they were more confident that it was inevitable to kill Qiu Yan and the others, but it only took a short time, and although the 'Crazy Blood Technique' greatly increased their strength, it was detrimental to their cultivation and hindered the achievement of their subordinates.

That's why he didn't go to speed up the killing of Qiu Yan on the grounds that it was detrimental to his cultivation.

At this moment, they had to do this, they had to kill or seriously injure Qiu Yan and Qilong before they could work together to deal with Yang Qing.

"Yang Qing?"

Qiu Yan's heart was filled with a rich sense of surprise, the surprise soldiers from the sky were nothing more than that, she was already desperate, she never expected the rescue to come like this.

Unexpectedly, it has only been less than two years, and Yang Qing's appearance has changed drastically again.

Attacked by the three magic weapon flying swords, she had already received a slight injury, and her already clumsy defense was even more unbearable, and the two of them urged the secret technique of burning essence and blood, and the power of their magic weapons increased, and the defense suddenly became flawed.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The defenses of the crimson shawl were already disheveled.

The defense of the more than ten zhang fire ropes that were entwined with the Yang Refining Fire was also clumsy.

At this moment, Qiu Yan couldn't care about Qilong anymore.

The hope that rose up when he saw Yang Qing didn't wait for how to breed, and it was crushed in an instant.

Although they are less than ten miles apart, how should a reality realm cultivator attack and how can he save them.

The power of the three arrows was not strong, they were so far away that the arrows could not threaten the Reality Transformation Realm cultivator, and from the arrows, it was also known that Yang Qing did not have a longbow in his hand.

How to save it, Qiu Yan couldn't think of it.

How could they save the two of them?

"What kind of brute is this, so weird and disgusting!" ferociousness filled Tie Qing's face, and Wu Yang laughed wildly.

The yellow-haired old man also had a smile on his face. The yellow ball is like a meteorite falling from the sky, extremely fierce.

"Huh!"

A slight cracking sound sounded.

The blood-soothing breath of the dense mist wrapped in the blood-colored slaughter, with a speed that exceeded the speed of the mid-stage Qi refining cultivator's magic weapon attack, and went straight to Wu Yang to attack.

Seeing that there was a flaw in the defense of Qiu Yan and the others, Yang Qing realized that it was too late to rush to Qiu Yan in front of him, in that case, Qiu Yan and the others would die in front of his eyes.

On the way to full speed, Yang Qing would have thought about this scene.

Otherwise, it will not slow down and gallop through the mountains and forests.

I already have a plan in my heart.

As a high-grade spiritual creature in the spirit level, the power of the blood breath is different from the power of the golden light of Wanfeng or the essence of the rehmannia root, but its power is not as weak as the formless dense mist.

The sharpness of the natal magic weapon is also a threat.

"Huh!"

The speed of the spirit creature is extremely fast. It is also urging the courage and qualification to kill. Having exhausted all their strength, the blood breath and slaughter were like a shock, and they had already flown in front of Qiu Yan and Qilong, although Wu Yang and the two did not perceive any power. But I knew that I had to intercept it.

However. You can't intercept it.

If you want to intercept the dense fog of blood. Then you must slow down and attack Qiu Yan and Qilong.

"Ding, Peng!"

Yin red shawl, more than ten zhang of fire rope were defeated.

Nine iron green wood needles and ruler round balls got rid of the entanglement, and attacked the bodies of Qiu Yan and the others without slowing.

"Woo!

The sound is low or high-pitched.

Qiu Yan and Qi Long were pale. I don't know what else I can save, but I can only try my best to recall the magic weapon, hoping that I can defend a little.

"Huh!", the blood breath was instantly separated from the slaughter.

The slaughter still pulled up a blood-colored knife curtain and attacked Wu Yang, who was only seventy or eighty zhang away from Qiu Yan.

Compared with the nine iron green wood needles and the ruler yellow ball, the blood-soothing breath of the dense fog suit really didn't have any power, and the breath made people's hearts palpitate, but this kind of aura could not cause any damage to a monk of the same realm.

"Snort!"

Nearly 100 eyes with different expressions stared at each other, and the blood breath surged like a dark cloud, enveloping Qiu Yan and Qilong, whose faces were extremely solemn.

The thick fog was surging, and the figures of Qiu Yan and the others could not be seen.

In the blink of an eye.

"Ding, boom!"

Nine iron green wood needles and ruler yellow balls slammed into the sky.

The yellow ball struck the dense fog and surged it, and the nine iron green wood needles were more than half a foot into the dense fog, and they were resisted by the saffron umbrella.

Qiu Yan and Qi Long were not injured because of this.

Looking at the bloody slaughter again, it is already in front of Wu Yang.

"Hehe!", Wu Yang's expression was fierce, and he laughed constantly, he didn't believe that only a thrown magic weapon could hurt him, and if he didn't dodge or dodge, the flying sword of the lower grade Muxing magic weapon appeared in his hand, and he knocked it away with a swing of the sword.

"Ding!"

The magic weapon of the lower grade wood line and the bloody slaughter collided in one place.

The blade of the sword hits the blade.

The blood-colored slaughter was knocked off, and it spun around the wooden magic weapon.

"Boom!"

There was not a single scratch in the blood-colored slaughter.

And on the sword body of the Flying Sword, the magic weapon of the lower grade Muxing, with a sonorous sound, a circle of scars has already appeared, and there are three points deep.

The power of the dense mist-like blood-soothing and blood-colored slaughter made the monks present either surprised or trembled.

Qiu Yan and Qilong were tightly protected by blood breathing.

Wu Yang and the others realized in horror that there was no hope, no hope of killing Qiu Yan and the others, no hope of killing Yang Qing, and even no hope of survival.

"Boom!"

Yang Qing fluttered his wings and galloped at full speed, relying on the traction of the natal magic weapon qi machine, and manipulated the wild slaughter to return at great speed.

At this moment, one of the few black dots in the distance in the air suddenly blurred.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yang's hearts suddenly rejoiced, they knew that among the monks who came to meet them, or came to kill Yang Qing, one of the monks who had already become a fire body had cast a fire escape and was coming extremely quickly.

It doesn't take a few dozen breaths.

Yang Qing's heart sank suddenly, and with his delusional eyes, he saw a Fire Spirit Root cultivator in the air in the distance, and his speed suddenly skyrocketed by nearly double, and his body was already blurred under extreme speed, but the sound of breaking through the air roared.

This is the body that achieves fire in order to perform the art of escape - fire escape.

"Qiu Yan, you and Qilong did everything to kill the yellow-skinned old man!"

Yang Qing galloped to Qiu Yan's side, and with a little eagerness, his divine sense was transmitted. (To be continued......)

PS: Earlier today, tomorrow's account registration, in the field, tomorrow's update will be unstable, it may be concentrated in the middle of the night, forgive me