Chapter 1982 Ying'er's Power

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"...

As the nine virtual palm prints were slapped on the nine blue barriers, the nine blue barriers suddenly exploded, and the nine Ying'er rushed up and floated cross-legged. In the air, motionless. ()

King Senluo came under the nine Yingers, stretched out his arms, and drew circles in the air. The space of about ten feet in radius also rotated as his arms continued to move, forming a circle. Space vortex.

In the space vortex, nine Yingers were spinning rapidly, and in the end even Qin Yi below could not be seen clearly with the naked eye.

It has to be said that although King Senluo, who existed in the ancient immortal years, has been sleeping for endless years and his cultivation has been stagnant, his methods are beyond the reach of a modern cultivator.

"stop!"

King Senluo suddenly stopped his arms, and the rapidly rotating space vortex suddenly stopped, and everything returned to normal.

Qin Yi took a closer look and found that the original nine Ying'ers had merged into one, sitting there quietly cross-legged and meditating, with their eyes lightly closed.

"open!"

King Senluo drank lightly, pointed his finger, and an ancient image appeared out of thin air, and then disappeared into Ying'er's eyebrows.

That ancient image seemed to be Ying'er's past life memory. It recorded a dilapidated world, with mountains and rivers shattered and bones scattered everywhere.

As this ancient image disappeared, Ying'er's delicate little body shuddered suddenly, opened her eyes, raised her pink fists, and rubbed her eyes vigorously, feeling sleepy.

"I slept so soundly, haha!"

Ying'er stretched hard and looked like she was enjoying herself. Suddenly she was startled again: "Brother? Am I dazzled?"

She slowly turned her face, looked at Qin Yi below, and blinked: "Is it really my brother?"

"Ying'er, of course it's me, brother, come down quickly."

With a faint smile, Qin Yi slowly opened his arms toward Ying'er in the air.

I haven't seen this little guy for many years, and Qin Yi misses her very much.

Qin Yi remembered that this little guy was still a foodie. The last time he came to visit her, she was in the center of the earth, tempering her body with the flames of the center of the earth. At that time, she hugged a huge fire dragon and said she wanted to cook it. Cooked and eaten.

Now that so many years have passed, that scene that made people laugh or cry is still vivid in my mind when I think about it.

"Oh, my God, I'm not dazzled, it's really my brother!"

Ying'er let out a sweet cry and rushed down from the air. She threw herself into Qin Yi's arms desperately, and let out a string of clear laughter like silver bells: "Haha, I saw my brother again. It's really... Great, brother, I miss you so much!”

Holding Ying'er's delicate little body tightly in his arms, Qin Yi was quite emotional. He gently scratched her pretty little nose and asked: "Ying'er, your current cultivation level , How high has it reached?”

"Five realms of the Imperial Dao, hehe, brother, do you think I am very powerful?"

In Qin Yi's arms, Ying'er raised her pink face slightly proudly.

The fifth level of the Imperial Dao is Ying'er's current peak cultivation level.

In so many years, it is indeed quite good to be able to break through to the fifth realm of the Imperial Dao. It is worthy of being the reincarnation of Emperor Ying. He is much stronger than ordinary practitioners.

"Actually, many years ago, Ying'er's cultivation had already reached the fifth level of the Imperial Dao. Over the years, I have been trying to help her fuse the remaining eight souls together, and I can only fuse the remaining eight souls together. , her cultivation has just been able to achieve further breakthroughs."

King Senluo on the side said slowly, paused, and then said: "Qin Yi, your current cultivation level is in the middle stage of the Seventh Realm of the Emperor's Dao. Are you interested in competing with Ying'er?"

Compete with Ying'er?

Qin Yi was startled, and a look of expectation immediately appeared on his face. He touched his nose and smiled lightly: "If there are other cultivators who only have the cultivation of the fifth realm of the Emperor's Dao, I have no interest in competing with each other, but Ying'er No, we all know her life story.”

"Hehe, okay, brother, let's have a big fight and see who is better?"

Ying'er seemed quite happy when she heard that she was about to spar with Qin Yi. She immediately left Qin Yi's arms and flew the flying knife into the air. She flipped her chubby little hand and a golden war sword appeared in front of her. on her hand.

With the appearance of the golden war sword, an extremely sharp sword energy spread instantly, filling every inch of space here, and even scratched Qin Yi's cheek until it hurt slightly.

What a powerful sword energy!

Qin Yi secretly sighed, this golden sword is even worse than Yang Shiqi's golden sword!

Ying'er in front had already assumed an attacking posture, raising the golden sword with the tip of the sword reaching to the sky. The sword energy immediately turned into a golden light visible to the naked eye and shot straight into the sky.

"Peng!"

A loud bang!

The clouds and mist high in the sky suddenly exploded and surged, as if an ancient immortal emperor was coming to the world.

"Isn't Ying'er's cultivation only limited to the fifth level of the Imperial Dao? Why is she so tyrannical?"

Qin Yi was frightened as he looked at the strange phenomena appearing in the sky.

King Senluo had already flown far away, for fear of harming Chi Yu, he looked at Qin Yi and Ying'er from a distance and smiled without saying a word.

"Hehe, brother, I won't talk to you properly until our fight is over."

Ying'er smiled happily, she seemed quite excited to be able to fight with Qin Yi.

next moment.

"Take the move!"

With Ying'er's shout, she already held the golden sword and rushed over at high speed. She looked a little clumsy, but the air around her was spinning around her at high speed, and there was an explosive sword energy. , even Qin Yi, who was hundreds of feet away, felt a sharp pain on his chest, as if he had been pierced by the golden sword.

You must know that Qin Yi's current cultivation level is in the middle stage of the Seventh Realm of the Emperor's Dao, and his physique is only tyrannical and unimaginable.

However, the sword energy of Ying'er's golden sword could still hit his chest hundreds of feet away, causing severe pain. This was very disturbing.

Not daring to be careless, Qin Yi suddenly activated the five elemental seeds in his body, and at the same time activated the demon's left hand to enter an ethereal state, allowing his combat power to reach its peak in an instant.

"laugh!"

Ying'er's golden sword directly shattered the void. The moment it drew out the sword, it pierced Qin Yi's chest. Qin Yi was instantly enveloped by a strong aura of death.

Such an attack was really terrifying to the extreme. Apart from his own "Lingfeng Palm", this was the first time he encountered someone's attack, which could directly shatter the void!

Qin Yi was so shocked that he teleported and disappeared from the place.

The next moment, he appeared thousands of feet away. When he looked sideways, he realized that his clothes had been torn open by Ying'er's golden sword. There was only a thin line left, and he had already penetrated himself.

Even when she started teleporting, she was almost stabbed by Ying'er. He couldn't imagine how fast she drew her sword. Fortunately, he still entered an ethereal state. Ying'er's attack movements were all in his sight. It was more than twice as slow as before. If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would have been defeated by Ying'er with just a face-to-face shot.

"Hehe, not bad, keep watching!"

Ying'er said with a sweet smile from a thousand feet away, and the golden battle sword in her hand had now increased to dozens of feet.

A little boy who looks like he is only five or six years old is holding a golden sword that is dozens of feet long. There is really no sense of coordination in this scene.

Seeing that Ying'er was holding a sword and was about to attack again, Qin Yi did not dare to neglect at all, and suddenly activated the "Seven Forms of the Demon".

The demon's left hand appears again, and the demonic energy surges, making people shudder.

Next.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"

Qin Yi shot out the seven palms of the "Seven Demonic Styles" without interruption, and each palm was firmly slapped on Ying'er's golden sword.

What surprised him was that Ying'er didn't make a single move. The golden battle sword would surge to a large size, and her murderous intent would soar to a whole new level. When she swung the seventh sword, she resisted her final blow. With one palm strike, the golden war sword had reached nearly a thousand feet, and its majestic killing intent seemed to shatter the space within a radius of several thousand feet.

After seven palms, Qin Yi's Seven Heavenly Demon Styles returned to their original state, and he also retreated from that wonderful state.

Ying'er was holding a golden battle sword that was nearly a thousand feet long, standing in this world, as if she was the only one in this world, and there was no injury at all on her delicate body.

"Hehe, brother, you don't have any more powerful magic attacks, right? But, you still didn't hurt me! Well, in this battle, we are considered a draw."

Ying'er smiled happily and collected the profound energy in her body. The golden sword that was nearly a thousand feet long returned to its original shape. She tossed it casually and the golden sword stood upright in the air. Then she Point with a finger.

Uh-huh!

The golden war sword turned into a golden light, rushed in from her middle finger, and returned to her body.

After putting the golden sword into his body, the little guy moved his bare feet and ran over. He rushed in front of Qin Yi and raised his arms: "Brother, I want a hug, haha!"

Seeing her action, Qin Yi couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't look like the peerless master who had just fought with him wildly. He was clearly a little guy who liked to act coquettishly.

Qin Yi bent down, took Ying'er into his arms, and gently scratched her delicate forearm: "Do you look like a peerless master?"

As he spoke, he was still very uneasy in his heart. He was a strong man in the middle stage of the Seventh Realm of Emperor Dao. However, even if he displayed his strongest martial arts, he could only draw with Ying'er.