Infinite true path

Ye Wuyou, Lan Yu and Wang Luo left. Although they were unwilling to leave Huan Yin behind, they could not play any role in the battle between Huan Yin and the Beast King. Leaving would at least allow Huan Yin to fight without worries, so this was the wisest choice.

"Fight!" Huan Yin shouted, and the Yang Sword was drawn out, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Qiongqi.

At this moment, Qiongqi's eyes were full of solemnity. He didn't expect that Huan Yin had a burning soul. It didn't even expect that Huan Yin would have such courage to directly use Burning Soul. Huan Yin now feels danger, which is something he hasn't felt for a long time since entering the Demonic Secret Realm. Especially the sword in Huan Yin's hand, the power contained in it is extremely profound. It seems that even in his heyday, if he encountered someone who could fully utilize the power of this sword, he could only retreat.

"Roar!" Qiongqi roared, and then the burrs on its body fluttered and came out, like sharp swords, directly piercing Huan Yin.

Huan Yin Yang's sword was raised and swept across the air, drawing a white light in the air and directly cutting off all Qiongqi's burrs. Then he raised one hand and pressed it on Qiongqi. It turned out to be another legal technique that he had learned when fighting Wuyou - the Fire Dragon Technique!

The red dragon head roared out with its huge dragon body, causing waves of heat in the air, instantly burning the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees and the weeds on the ground to brown. The Fire Dragon Technique can only be used after reaching the sixth level of Qi Condensation. Its power is huge, far beyond the Fire Snake Technique. Huan Yin's single blow was enough to kill any disciple in Xinren Huiwu.

The fire dragon rushed towards Qiongqi with an irresistible momentum, but Qiongqi stopped in place, motionless. Just when the fire dragon was about to hit it, it suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and then the mouth suddenly enlarged. With a sharp suction, it actually sucked the fire dragon in alive.

Before Huan Yin could put away his horrified expression, Qiongqi opened his mouth again, and then a stream of purple flames spurted out and rushed towards Huan Yin. This purple flame was full of magic, exactly the same as the flame that initially trapped the four of them.

The purple flame has no ferocious momentum, and you can't even feel any heat from it. How can Qiongqi's counterattack be as simple as it seems? Huan Yin didn't dare to neglect. He stretched out his hand and a whirlwind flew out. It fell directly to the ground and kept spinning in front of him.

Qiongqi's flames quickly rushed to Huan Yin's whirlwind technique, but the whirlwind technique was not affected at all and continued to spin freely in place, as if no magic technique had interfered with it. Correspondingly, Qiongqi's purple fire was not disturbed in any way. It was as if the whirlwind technique played by Huan Yin did not exist at all. The purple fire penetrated directly into the whirlwind, and then continued to move forward in the whirlwind without changing its trajectory!

"What kind of fire is this!" Huan was horrified. He pushed the whirlwind technique forward and went straight towards Qiongqi. Then he stopped looking and stood up, trying to avoid the strange flames flying in front of him.

When Qiongqi saw Huan Yin hit by the whirlwind, he laughed strangely and directly hit the whirlwind with his body. The whirlwind dissipated after being hit by it. Then, Qiongqi waved his wings and flew towards the rising Huan Yin.

As soon as Huan Yin jumped up to avoid the purple fire at his feet, he saw Qiongqi flying towards him again, his heart tightened, and he quickly fired two sword energy to seal its path.

Sword Qi is not a technique that Qi Condensation monks can master. Even with Huan Yin's current level of cultivation, Qiongqi still couldn't imagine that Huan Yin could produce sword Qi. Furthermore, Huan Yin's Yang Sword Qi with his current cultivation level was far more powerful and powerful than before.

Suddenly seeing two streams of extremely pure Pure Yang Sword Qi rushing towards him, Qiongqi was shocked. He quickly stopped his forward momentum and huddled up in the air. He also unfolded a purple transparent round shield to cover his body. in it.

"Boom!" A loud noise shook the surrounding trees and even the earth. The sphere transformed by Qiongqi was hit hard and hit the ground hard, where it made a big crater.

Speaking of Huan Yin, he thought he had avoided Qiongqi's purple fire, but then he turned around and caught Qiongqi off guard with his sword energy, gaining the upper hand. But just when he wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory, he suddenly felt an inexplicable panic in his heart. He looked down and saw that Zi Huo had turned around and chased him at some point.

Huan Yin was horrified. Qiongqi's purple fire was extremely strange. If he was hit by it, he didn't know what the consequences would be. However, now he realized that it was too late to avoid the purple fire under his feet, and it was impossible to avoid it again. So he could only slide the Yang Sword he had raised down, and at the same time stimulate the Yang Sword's sword light, trying to resist the purple fire with the power of the Yang Sword.

The Yang Sword passed by, and the originally elusive purple fire was finally stirred up and rolled by the Yang Sword, and its momentum slowed down as a result. Huan saw that the Yang Sword was effective, so he kept consuming his spiritual power and stimulating the power of the Yang Sword, hoping to completely dispel the incoming purple fire. However, whether it was because the purple fire was too weird or because Huan Yin was not good at cultivation, although most of the purple fire was dissipated, there was still a trace lingering around the Yang Sword, and it could not go away no matter what.

Then, Huan Yin watched as the purple fire wrapped around the Yang Sword crawled up the sword's body little by little, until it reached the hand holding the Yang Sword.

"Ah!" Huan Yin shouted. The last bit of purple fire finally disappeared completely the moment it touched his hand, but the heartbreaking pain immediately spread out on his hand. The pain came from the inside of the hand, as if it was his own. It looked like the bones were being burned.

Huan Yin squeezed his arm tightly and endured the severe pain while continuously injecting spiritual power into his arm to resist the power of the purple fire. He was sweating profusely and even had the urge to cut off his own arm. Fortunately, he was determined and endured it.

Finally, Huan Yin didn't know how much spiritual power he had spent. The pain in his arm finally disappeared, but at this moment, his hand had no feeling and he could no longer hold the sword. Moreover, there was a black line as thick as a thumb running through his arm, which was extremely obvious. Huan Yin knew that this was caused by the veins inside his arm being severely injured by the purple fire.

Huan Yin was breathing heavily. The dazed feeling he had had since the beginning of Burning Soul became more and more obvious, and the crazy fighting spirit kept rising. Even if his arm was seriously injured, this fighting spirit would still remain. Intense and stirring.

Huan Yin's previous injury was already very serious, so burning the soul in that situation was already very reluctant. Now that he was hit hard again, if he wanted to keep his cultivation in the middle of the fourth level of Qi Condensation without falling, he could only accelerate the burning of the soul, which was completely different from the burning of the soul in the normal state. If the current situation continues, Huan Yin is likely to completely lose his mind due to excessive overdraft, and become a puppet that can only fight, and his life soul will be burned directly as a result. Then, his result would not be a decline in cultivation, but death due to the disappearance of his life soul!

"Roar!" An angry voice came from the ground, and then from the deep pit that Qiongqi had smashed before, its figure rushed out and fell to the ground. Qiongqi's mouth was covered with blood, and there were two extremely obvious holes on his wings, as if they had been scorched and penetrated, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Before, Qiongqi never thought that Huan Yin could use sword energy, so he could only huddle up in a ball in desperation, protect his body with his wings, and use the purple light shield to resist. However, Huan Yin's sword energy was so good, how could Qiong Qi's desperate adaptability be able to completely withstand it. Therefore, not only was it blasted into the ground, its wings were pierced by the sword energy, and many of the meridians in its body were destroyed.

Speaking of which, in this confrontation between Huan Yin and Qiong Qi, although both sides suffered losses and suffered losses, Huan Yin had some upper hand. However, he was fighting with his soul burning, and his overdraft was too large, so if the Beast King could drag on for another hour or three, Huan Yin might not be optimistic.

"At such a young age, you can actually use sword energy. I didn't expect that you are still a stranger. I have really underestimated you. If you can take over this last spell of mine, I will be defeated today. Junior, what are you doing? Watch it!" After saying that, Qiongqi suddenly trembled all over, and his body suddenly grew in size until it was ten times its original size before stopping. Then, it opened its mouth wide and sucked hard, using the same technique it used to swallow the fire dragon at the beginning.

At this moment, Qiongqi's figure seemed to be supporting the heaven and the earth. Its bloody mouth almost became the entire top of Huan Yin's head. The suction coming from it was so strong that it sucked in all the grass, trees and even boulders around him one by one, leaving only him. He braced himself on a bare patch of ground. How can this kind of momentum be compared to the previous time when I inhaled the Fire Dragon Technique?

Huan Yin used all his spiritual power to resist, and even fired sword energy into Qiongqi's huge mouth, trying to break its spell. However, the suction force coming from Qiongqi's mouth became stronger and stronger. Although every sword energy caused more blood to flow out of the corners of its mouth, it remained unmoved at all and kept using its spells.

Such resistance and consumption brought too much burden to Huan Yin. He felt that his consciousness was getting blurred, and the fighting spirit in his chest was getting stronger. He wants to find a way to solve the current predicament, but he has already done everything he can, so what else can he do?

Finally, Huan Yin couldn't hold on anymore, so his feet left the ground and moved little by little towards Qiongqi's mouth. At this moment, his soul was almost burning to the limit. He almost had the last bit of consciousness left, and the crazy fighting spirit had almost completely taken over him.

"Shadow Sword!" Huan Yin roared, but it was not because he wanted to shout, but because of his fighting spirit. Then, he saw himself lifting the Yang Sword, his soul burning like never before, and the second Yang Sword suddenly appeared in front of him! Although this Yang Sword is illusory and transparent, like gas floating in the air, it is actually the shadow of the Yang Sword!

The next moment, Huan Yin rushed into Qiongqi's huge mouth with two Yang swords, one virtual and one real, and a crazy fighting spirit that had completely occupied him!

Consciousness, completely lost!

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