According to Baofeng Yinglong, seventy years ago, that blazing Tianlin was already a terrifying existence in the mid-level Supreme Realm.
In this long seventy-year long river, how could the cultivation base of Blazing Tianlin stay in place? I am afraid that it has reached the supreme late stage realm.
It's really tricky.
The first spirit beast he wants to fight against is far more powerful than he expected.
But despite this, Qin Shaoyang's eyes were more serious and serious.
"If you can kill this blazing Tianlin, then with this powerful spirit crystal, the realm of the Crimson Flame Flood Dragon will surely increase tremendously."
After this danger, Qin Shaoyang immediately discovered an opportunity.
Since his future enemy is Beirong Imperial Court, why bother to fear the flames of Tianlin in this area.
"Storm Yinglong, with my current strength, with the help of the power of the five dragons, facing this blazing Tianlin, what is the odds of winning."
After pondering for a moment, Qin Shaoyang asked solemnly.
Although Storm Yinglong was defeated in the hands of Lieyan Tianlin, this time facing Lieyan Tianlin, not only Storm Yinglong, the odds of winning should be great.
However, Baofeng Yinglong responded with a slight blow: "We only have 60% chance of winning at most?"
"Sixty percent?"
Qin Shaoyang frowned slightly, which was too low.
"I'm not presumptuous, but you haven't really encountered that blazing Tianlin, and you don't know its power. Its flame burning power is no less than the red flame dragon's dragon flame. When touched by flames, Even the dragon scales can hardly resist for a moment."
When the storm in the secret space responded to the dragon's words, he raised his chest slightly, revealing the large black dragon scales on his chest.
"This is the scar left by the flames of Tianlin on my body, and it hasn't fully healed even for seventy years."
"In addition to the terrible flames, the unicorn also has the ability to dominate the beasts. If there is a battle, it is estimated that within a quarter of an hour, it will summon all the powerful spirit beasts in a radius of a hundred miles."
Qin Shaoyang took a bite of the tender meat and said vaguely: "In other words, our opponent tomorrow may not only be the Flame Tianlin, but it is very likely to face hundreds of powerful spirit beasts. group?"
After Baofeng Yinglong's reminder, Qin Shaoyang had a clearer understanding of tomorrow's battle.
It seems that if you can't solve the flame Tianlin quickly, you must make a follow-up backup plan.
After eating the last piece of meat, Qin Shaoyang stood up suddenly, picked up the broken sword that was inserted to the side to judge, his eyes condensed, facing the towering old tree in front of him, he directly practiced the Shura Sword Art.
There are nine types of Shura Sword Jue. At present, Qin Shaoyang has successfully mastered the power of the first six types.
The sword breaks through the sky, the sword goes against the sky, the sword picks the sun and the moon, the sword splits the universe, the sword falls nine days, and the sword cuts the stars.
Qin Shaoyang has already mastered these six types.
However, Luo Xiaoxiao's teacher, Jing Xin, the previous sovereign of the Tiandao Sect, said that only when the nine forms are fully connected can the true power of the Shura Sword Art be fully displayed.
And at that time, he could have the power to fight the Supreme King Realm powerhouse.
But what is strange is that Qin Shaoyang has been working assiduously for the seventh formula during this month, but in any case, it is difficult for Qin Shaoyang to exert its true power.
It has always had its shape, but no power.
"Before tomorrow's war, let's get in touch with this seventh formula."
"I hope I can succeed this time."
Qin Shaoyang squatted slightly, holding his long sword tightly to his side, doing a sword-drawing pose.
He closed his eyes slightly and let out a sigh of air. In an instant, his mind was completely empty, and the whole person seemed to gradually merge with the sword in his hand.
Slowly, Qin Shaoyang seemed to feel the breath of the broken sword with his hand, and even the emotions radiated by the broken sword.
It's now.
"The seventh formula of the Shura sword tactic, the death of the sword."
The eyes suddenly opened, the sword moved at will, and the powerful spiritual power of the Supreme Realm under the body of the wind dragon soul was like the catharsis of the galaxy.
As if there was a slight distortion in the space, Qin Shaoyang's figure had fallen a hundred meters away in a flash.
"Huh."
A gleam of aurora gleamed behind him, and within that hundred meters, dozens of towering old trees trembled slightly.
All the old trees and shrubs flew and collapsed, turning into dust.
Within the 100 meters range that the sword qi passed, it completely turned into Shura Purgatory. Everything was destroyed and extinguished.
"Huh, huh. It finally succeeded today"
Qin Shaoyang leaned his hands on the ground, panting with big mouthfuls, big beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.
There was throbbing pain from the wrist, it turned out to be unable to withstand the sword-like counter-shock force, and the bones broke.
"It turns out that this seventh formula is so powerful, it seems that all the spiritual power in the body has been emptied in an instant, and the whole body seems to fall apart."
Qin Shaoyang lay on his back, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky, grinning in pain.
The power contained in the seventh formula of the Shura Sword Art is too violent, and if it is slightly unstable, it will suffer a very strong backlash.
It seems that it will take some time to fully grasp this seventh formula.
But after a while, Qin Shaoyang sat up and looked at the hundred-meter-long destruction scene behind him. The corner of his mouth cracked and he laughed directly.
"Senior Jingxin really didn't lie to me. I haven't fully mastered this seventh formula. I have such a terrible destructive power. If I fully grasp it..."
"And this is only the seventh form, and there are stronger eighth and ninth forms behind."
"The Nine Forms are completely connected, maybe you really have the power to fight the Supreme King Realm powerhouse."
Taking out two Spirit Gathering Pills from the spatial ring, directly stuffing them into the mouth, connecting the wrist bones, Qin Shaoyang directly sat cross-legged on the ground and began to cultivate his body.
This time, Qin Shaoyang was greatly encouraged by successfully performing the seventh formula of Shura Sword Art.
Nothing is unachievable.
Qin Shaoyang believes that his talent can only be regarded as a medium-to-high level among all beings.
But he was able to make progress so quickly, entirely because when he was doing something, he would devote himself to it and abandon all influences from the outside world.
It is precisely because of this rare concentration that he can improve his realm cultivation at a flying speed.
No words for a night.
In the early morning of the second day, the sky had just lit up, and in the dense forest, there was a sudden trembling of the dragon, which resounded throughout the world.
Storm Yinglong's huge dragon wings suddenly shook, and the surrounding ancient trees were swayed, and his figure rose rapidly to the clouds, directly across the standing mountains.
After a quarter of an hour, he had reached the top of the mountain, and the dragon's might spread wildly around it like the waves surging.
The gang wind raged, forming several tornadoes between the sky and the earth, blowing away the white clouds above the head.
"Roar."
As if feeling the provocation of Long Wei, a fiery red figure slowly emerged from a huge cave on the top of the mountain covered with black rocks.
It was a head full of flames, a unicorn beast with double horns on its head, and golden scales all over its body.
With the movement of the steps, a flame deep gully remained on the ground behind him.