First Son-in-law

Qin Li asked:

"What is the origin of the Tsing Yi God?"

"Hmph, a stupid monk like you is not worthy of pilgrimage to your lord."

God Qingpeng spread his wings, poured out his divine power, turned into an emerald jade knife, and slashed down in an instant, cutting off more than a dozen Yuchun trees, with a deadly edge.

"Small tricks." Qin Li didn't need to sacrifice his supernatural powers, he cut off the emerald jade knife with a single strike.

This Qingpeng is only at the first level of Nirvana, and he can't even see through his cultivation base, so how can he be his opponent.

Tear!

God Qingpeng killed him before his eyes.

The sharp claws of the jewel tore down, like a sneak attack with a top-grade magic weapon.

Qin Li backhanded his sword, relying on the sharpness of the Lingbao, directly cut off two bird claws, and pierced through its heart.

"Are you also at the Nirvana level?" Qingpeng God turned pale with shock, erupting the essence of Yimu all over his body, flapping his wings violently, away from Qin Li, flying high and far away.

The broken claws and shattered heart are all safe and sound.

"Is this the divine substance? It's really mysterious, no wonder it's as famous as the longevity substance." Qin Li marveled.

The divine substance acts on the soul, making the soul immortal.

The gods are originally illusory bodies, and they contain divine substances. Even if they are twisted into pieces, they can be restored in an instant, and their combat power will not decrease.

So fighting a god is painful, and you have to wear down all its divine substance before you can kill it.

But in this way, you will get nothing.

"The longevity substance acts on the body, and the divine substance acts on the soul. If you have two kinds of treasures, wouldn't it be immortal?" Qin Li guessed.

Old Demon Dugu nodded: "After the two substances are mixed, a supreme treasure, the Eternal Crystal, can be refined. If it wraps the whole body, it can fall into a deep sleep. Even if it wakes up a million years later, it will still be safe and sound."

The two chatted and chased Qingpeng God at the same time, feeling free and easy.

Not long.

They went deep into the Yuchun forest.

I saw a sapphire palace, with green springs gushing, and mist transpiring, surrounding Guanghua.

Half of the palace collapsed, revealing the scenery inside.

It was empty inside, except for an emerald throne, like an old curvy tree, with Qingpeng God sitting on the top of the tree, and a young man sitting under the tree.

Young, handsome, with features like jade carvings, and green hair.

Her eyes are emerald green, exuding a vicissitudes of life.

He was also wearing a green shirt, which was completely natural, clean and untainted, not ordinary.

"It was you who hurt my mount?" Tsing Yi Shen's voice was like Yu Ming.

"good!"

Qin Li stood with his hands behind his back and answered calmly.

The Tsing Yi God said lightly: "Nian you are a talent, let go of the court, accept my divine favor, and become my servant of the god, otherwise you will die."

The so-called divine grace is no different from the master-servant contract, the slave mark, and the blood slave mark, and it is even more powerful.

Your thoughts and thoughts will be perceived by the other party, and as compensation, you can get a little bit of divine substance.

"Why don't you join me and use it as a material to help me refine a spirit treasure." Qin Li smiled.

A spirit refiner can give birth to spirit treasures!

But this is impossible, how could a proud god die voluntarily?

"The crime of blasphemy is undoubtedly a capital crime!"

The Tsing Yi God snorted coldly.

The coercion of the sixth level of Nirvana bloomed, covering the entire Yudao, with astonishing power.

The essence of Yimu in the surrounding area was aroused, condensing nine emerald jade dragons, thousands of feet long, with crystal-clear scales, sweeping towards him.

"Seal the formation with one sword!"

Qin Li drew his sword and drew a circle casually.

Dao after Dao array patterns bloomed, covering the ground for ten miles, condensing the dragon-shaped sword gang, falling like raindrops, and smashing the nine jade dragons into sieves.

Moreover, the sword gangs also converged into a grinding wheel, trying to crush the Tsing Yi God.

"Weakness and powerlessness are worthy of presumptuousness in front of me!" The seamless heavenly clothes on Tsing Yi Shen's body showed their power, manifesting a blue haze, condensing into an invincible defense, even though the dragon-shaped sword was sharp, it still did not hurt him at all .

"Supermusic Tree!"

Tsing Yi God took the opportunity to blast out with a palm.

The divine power is mixed with the essence of Yimu, and it turns into a ten thousand-foot log, jasper and emerald green.

The blow came down with a bang, as if the Xiongfeng toppled and the Tianzhu collapsed, with an undeniable force, it shattered the sword formation and crushed everything.

"Breaking Sword Power!"

Qin Li made a decisive decision and activated the second supernatural power.

A head of white hair fluttering, symbolizing the bursting of combat power and the arrival of the god of death.

Raising the hand is two swords, and the sword gang stored in the three orifices of the Hanging Sun Killing Sword pours out, compresses into two white lines, and cuts the ten thousand zhang log in a cross.

"Why did your combat power soar suddenly?!" Sensing the fatal threat, Tsing Yi Shen could no longer maintain his composure, and stepped back again and again to distance himself.

"You don't need to know, and there's no need to know." Behind Qin Li's back Kunpeng's wings wrapped around the golden thunder and lightning, and approached the Tsing Yi God in a flash. Without saying a word, the fierce sword slashed down.

bang.

The killing sword fell on Tsing Yi Shen.

It was like cutting a cow's hide with a blunt knife, and it hurt Qin Lihu's mouth so much.

"Spiritual Treasure with Three Apertures!" Qin Li took a closer look and saw clearly the three orifices and seven hidden orifices on the seamless cloak.

There is a treasure in the Qingqiong Holy Land, the heavenly robe of the sky, if worn on the body, it can compete with the saints. And there are many imitations of it. This seamless celestial garment used to be a famous spirit treasure with ten apertures, but now it has fallen into ruins, and only three apertures remain.

"This sword is too blunt to hurt me!"

"Major handprint covering clothes!"

The God in Tsing Yi formed seals with both hands, and shot out with one hand.

The essence of Yimu dyed the blue sky, turning into a seamless cloak, covering thousands of feet away, instantly enveloping Qin Li and compressing it layer by layer.

"Do you want me to help?" Dugu Laomo has been standing on the sidelines, watching the battle, not intervening in the battle, and not delaying Qin Li's self-sharpening.

"It's just a wild god, why do you need seniors to take action!"

"Piercing Cloud Potential!"

Qin Li surged out with a sword.

The sword is sharp, like piercing through the clouds, passing by in a flash, designed to break through clouds and mist, soft defenses such as soft cloth and leather.

"This can be broken!" Tsing Yi was very shocked. This move was a unique technique of Qingqiong Holy Land in the past. He learned it from the ruined stele in the palace.

A trace of fear flashed in his heart, and he called for God Qingpeng to help.

"Together, you are no match for me, because I want to be serious!"

Qin Li shouted in agreement.

Vitality riots manifest the four great phenomena.

In an instant, his whole body was burning with Nirvana Fire. Kun armor and wings, blue sky flesh and blood, great river blood flow, glazed precious bones, twisted together tightly, became an invincible body with doubled fighting power.

This is the horror of the vision of Nirvana, the more blessings, the more abnormal the combat power.

Boom!

Cut off with a sword.

It was as if the sky collapsed, the air exploded.

Tsing Yi Shen didn't even see the shadow of the sword, so he was slashed by the sword.

"My lord!" The Qingpeng God screamed sharply and rushed towards Qin Li's head quickly.

"You can't escape the second time!" Qin Li pierced through with his sword and pierced Qingpeng God's body. He wanted to recover, but the poison of time poured in and quickly consumed his divine substance.

Within a moment, the Qingpeng God burst apart, its feathers were dim, and it scattered all over the world, leaving only a thumb-sized brilliant crystal, which was swallowed by Qin Li and absorbed by the supernatural power of the forest.

"What method is this?"

Tsing Yishen trembled with fright, and was no longer aloof as before.

"The way to kill you!" Qin Li's eyes were like lightning, he deceived the Tsing Yi God, poured the poison of time, and wanted to crack the seamless tianyi.

However, Qin Li still underestimated this Spiritual Treasure. Although it no longer had the power of ten orifices, its essence was still there. The poison of time could erode and destroy it, but at a very slow speed, and it did not pose a threat at all.

"It can only be hardened!"

Qin Li pulled up the mountain with all his strength, swung his killing sword, and slashed with all his strength, bursting the air.

The sound of explosions was endless, and the seamless skycloth was fine, but the Tsing Yi God inside was shattered three times by the shock force, but it was restored to its original state by virtue of the divine substance.

"careful!"

Suddenly, Old Demon Dugu reminded.

Qin Li flapped his wings and instinctively dodged away.

A black light flashed across, soundless, extremely vicious, revealing a demonic power, but it was completely unaware.

"Who attacked me?" Qin Li looked sideways.

far away.

In the Yuchun Forest.

Walk out of three gloomy demons.

They held a black flag, and when the wind blew, there was the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

The leader was a fair-faced young man with a cynical look on his brows. The black banner in his hand was extremely domineering, with white bones as a pole, about three feet high, and the hanging black banner was full of ghost face runes, which was eerie.

"It's a pity that I was dodged. Otherwise, if I got hit by my filthy poisonous needle, I wouldn't be able to survive the sixth level of Nirvana for long. It seems that I can't sit back and reap the benefits of the fisherman. I can only slaughter you."