Ninefold Supreme Heaven

422 Threat
The circling yin and yang energy seemed to turn into a pair of black and white wings, looming behind Wang Qiang. When those wings appeared, the roaring ruthlessness seemed to be subjected to great resistance, and the speed quickly slowed down.

"Ping An, if you want to integrate that power, remember not to act too hastily, but having said that, your current strength has already surpassed Jin Qiushui. If this is the case, I will feel more at ease when I leave here."

Wang Qiang's words appeared like a gust of autumn wind, but at this time Jin Ping'an couldn't listen to Wang Qiang's words at all. The Broken Star Sword in his hand exerted strength again, and drops of extremely bewitching blood appeared on the surface of the Broken Star Sword, and he couldn't stop beat.

As soon as the blood appeared, an unusually strong bloody aura spread. When the bloody aura appeared, the entire Jin family seemed to be shrouded in a heavy cloud of blood.

In the Jin family, many people have already discovered the abnormality here. When they saw that the man was actually Jin Ping'an, they all stopped their own figures, but when the heavy feeling appeared, Everyone felt that there was a mountain on their backs.

And the ancestors of the Jin family and the Bingxue family looked at this place from afar.

"Your Jin family is really not a simple family. The old man asserts that within a few years, all the younger generations on the entire continent will be overshadowed by the light of the two of them. Even us old guys will be overwhelmed by the light of the two of them." It might be beyond reach."

A patriarch of the Ice and Snow Family spoke, but after hearing his words, the two patriarchs of the Jin family smiled wryly.

"You three, don't laugh at the old man. Among the two young men, only the young man with the sword is from my Jin family, and the other one, even the old man doesn't know his origin."

After hearing the patriarch of the Jin family finish speaking, the eyes of the three patriarchs of the Bingxue family shot out a gleam at the same time, and they looked at each other with a hint of deep meaning in their eyes, and at the same time, a conspiracy smile appeared on their faces.

"You three old guys, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking, tell you, there is no way."

The two patriarchs of the Jin family couldn't help but said coldly, but the three patriarchs of the Ice and Snow Family, as if they didn't hear it, were still playing their little jokes in their hearts.

Although no one knew what the three ancestors of the Ice and Snow Family were thinking, but at this moment, the three of them simultaneously set their sights on Wang Qiang.

The pair of wings formed by the power of yin and yang seemed to be releasing the mysteries of the world. The spear in Wang Qiang's hand waved slowly, bursts of power that seemed to be there, but which made people tremble, came from the spear. Appear.

"Roar……"

At the moment when Wang Qiang launched a counterattack, the originally silent ruthlessness suddenly let out a terrifying roar. In an instant, all the fierce beasts and monsters in Wanjin City prostrated themselves on the ground, even the five golden beasts of the Jin family Peak monsters are no exception.

"Yelling is useless, everything depends on strength."

Just as Wang Qiang finished speaking, the pair of wings formed by the power of yin and yang suddenly disappeared behind him, and the black and white long spear in his hand suddenly turned into two roaring real dragons.

The black dragon, like the darkest power in the world, appeared, a cold and violent aura swept out instantly.

Bailong, like the rising dawn, a warm breath emerged from Bailong's body.

Black and white dragons, one yin and one yang, clearly refute each other, but they are born together.

The roaring black and white two dragons spun and rushed towards the scorpion. At that moment, everyone could feel that the power of the black and white two dragons was growing rapidly.

"hold head high……"

The roar of the tiger and the roar of the dragon, at this moment, two shocking roars of dragons came from the Jin family. Over the Jin family, the clouds were dense, as if the moment before the storm was coming.

But under this oppressive atmosphere, there was an aura of joy that burst out suddenly.

Despair and hope appeared in the hearts of everyone in the Jin family, even the ancestors of the Jin family.

At this moment, the Jin family seems to have formed two extremes.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the two black and white dragons and the one wearing Xinghe met in an instant, and surges of surging power erupted directly from between Wang Qiang and Jin Ping'an.

"Om..."

Jin Qiushui, who was on the outskirts of the battle, the water-cutting knife on his waist suddenly vibrated without warning, and beside Jin Qiushui, streams of power enveloped him in an instant.

But even so, Jin Qiushui was forced back two steps by that vigor. Fortunately, there were no other members of the Jin family here, otherwise Jin Qiushui was not sure whether he would hurt those people.

"Rumble..."

A dull and unsettling sound came from the Jin family, which shocked most of Wanjin City, because at this moment, many ordinary people could feel the ground shaking under their feet.

A faint panic spread from Wan Jin City.

"Whoosh..."

In the Jin family, Wang Qiang looked at Jin Pingan, who was panting in front of him, and a faint heartache flashed in his eyes. Although the confusion in Jin Pingan's eyes has not dissipated, he has become more or less sober.

The house between the two has become a dilapidated house, which has long since disappeared. A huge open space covering an area of ​​more than ten feet appeared beside the two. Looking at the destructive power caused by the two, even several clansmen The ancestor-level characters also felt a burst of disbelief.

Neither of them had a trace of trauma, but whether it was the two patriarchs of the Jin family or Jin Qiushui, they could tell that if Wang Qiang hadn't stopped suddenly just now, Jin Ping'an would have already been lying there by now.

"Big...Big brother, I'm sorry, I didn't know what happened just now."

There was still a touch of panic in Jin Ping'an's tone, but after Wang Qiang heard his words, he just smiled lightly and didn't blame him.

"In the future, take your time and don't act too hastily. The increase in strength does not happen overnight, but in a steady stream. Peace, if you continue like this, if I leave, I'm afraid it will cause huge damage."

Wang Qiang walked up to Jin Ping'an and patted his head lightly. However, a hideous look still flashed across Jin Ping'an's face from time to time, and the Broken Star Sword in his hand kept trembling, as if he would strike again at any moment.

On the Broken Star Sword, those blood beads had long since disappeared, but the entire Star Broken Sword still showed a blood red color.

It was as if streaks of unsettling blood flowed within the sword body.

"Put it away, so that no one dares to approach you."

Wang Xiang looked around and found that many members of the Jin family were looking at this place with fear in their eyes. To be precise, they were looking at Jin Ping'an, who was panting heavily.

"Om..."

After hearing Wang Qiang's words, Jin Ping'an changed his mind, and the Broken Star Sword disappeared directly into his body, but at this moment, Jin Ping'an's blue eyes manifested from the center of his brow.

When Jin Ping'an raised his head, Wang Qiang found that he seemed to be enveloped by an evil force, and within that evil force, a mysterious drop of water kept trembling.

And as it trembled, Jin Ping'an's weird primordial spirit twisted painfully, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"Big... big brother, let's go."

When Jin Ping'an said this, his face became abnormally distorted, and the dripping water shook more violently, Jin Ping'an lowered his head in pain, his originally white hands also became pale due to the severe pain, dying on the ground.

Drops of cold sweat could not stop falling from his forehead, and in that cold sweat, there was still a bright red color of blood.

Wang Qiang saw that on Jin Ping'an's body, the blue veins were beating continuously, as if they would burst out of Jin Ping'an's body at any time.

"Boy, his memory has been sealed. Now he is looking for his own memory, but this has touched the extra power in his body. Now the power in his body is out of balance and may explode at any time."

At this moment, Qilin, who had been silent for a long time, said in a panic that he was not living in Wang Qiang's body and running back and forth, but facing all this, Wang Qiang could do nothing, because the power of the Fengdu Ghost King was completely different from his own. On the contrary, if you help Jin Pingan rashly, it will only intensify the explosion of that power.

"What kind of power is that, and what have you guys experienced? I have already noticed that something is wrong with this kid. By the way, didn't you give some old guy named Bing Qiwen a drop of the source of all poisons before, and come back quickly , see if I can help him."

At this moment, Long Hun, who had been sleeping lazily, suddenly spoke. After hearing Long Hun's words, Wang Qiang seemed to have grasped the last straw, and disappeared in front of Jin Qiushui in a flash.

And Jin Qiushui looked at Jin Pingan who was in great pain, but just as he was about to step forward, he felt a sharp aura that forced him to come.

The power of the Broken Water Knife exploded, like a trickle of water, enveloping Jin Qiushui. Almost in the blink of an eye, Jin Qiushui felt that he had endured hundreds of inexplicable attacks.

At this time, Jin Ping'an was inaccessible to strangers.

The berserk power on Jin Ping'an's body, like sword glows that could tear apart human skin, kept circling around him. At first, it was just ordinary sword energy, but in the end, there were streaks of blood color mixed in those sword energy .

And Jin Ping'an's blue eyes between his brows had also disappeared, and a drop of dark and strange water kept rising and falling between his brows, as if it had enough weight to crush the heavens.

"Step aside."

Wang Qiang, who had gone back and forth, saw Jin Qiushui strenuously resisting Jin Pingan's aura from afar, and frowned, a faint dissatisfaction appeared in Wang Qiang's heart.

Sensing Wang Qiang's dissatisfaction, a wry smile appeared on Jin Qiushui's face. It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but that he had no way to leave now.

Jin Ping'an had locked his aura, and those sword auras rushed towards him like a violent storm.

"Old guy, do you want him to be out of his wits? If there is anything wrong with him today, I will definitely go there again in the future."

In Wang Qiang's mind, the figure of Fengdu Ghost King appeared, and Wang Qiang said to that figure viciously, after all, this was in the eighth-level continent, and he believed that Fengdu Ghost King did not have such a powerful force to come here.

"Ah..."

(End of this chapter)