Taishang Hualong Jue

Chapter 200 Explosion, competition among women

The three golden lights climbed all the way. Although the speed was not as terrifying as Pang Feng and Qin Luo before, it was not slow. They quickly surpassed each name and finally stopped at the position of Shiqi.

"hiss"

Above the square and below the high platform, there was a sound of gasping for air, and pairs of eyes were as big as copper bells, almost hanging out of their sockets.

"Ahhh, is there any reason for this?"

Soon, there was another miserable howl, and a young man was full of resentment, "Is it easy for me to be on the list, but I was blasted again and again, and now I have been brushed off."

Before, he thought that although he was at the bottom of the ranking, but almost a day and a half later, the masters also showed their faces, and his ranking position should be stable. As a result... it turned out that the real masters came last.

The people other than ninety could not help but look nervously and fearfully at the dozen or so figures on the high platform, their faces turning pale.

"Seventeen."

Looking up at the ranking on the power measuring stone pillar, Lan Mengyi curled her red lips slightly, a little dissatisfied. Before coming to Tianfeng County, she thought that with her strength, she could compete for the top spot.

After all, warriors under the age of 20 can enter this Yuanling Secret Realm, but the opportunities in it are of little use to those who have already stepped into the Concentration Realm. Chance.

As a result, those guys seemed to have been stimulated by something this time, and they all ran here one by one.

She put away the jade card, turned around, and looked at Qin Luo with resentful eyes, probably because of this guy.

Qin Luo coughed lightly, and couldn't help recalling the previous words in his ears. A look of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he changed the subject, "Don't worry, whether you can keep this seventeen is a problem."

Lan Mengyi raised her eyebrows, obviously not believing it, as long as the strong ones in the Concentration Realm don't come out, there are very few people who can surpass her in strength at the half-step Concentration Realm.

Looking at Lan Mengyi's eyes, Qin Luo couldn't help but smiled at Qin Yan, "Little Yanzi, come on!"

Qin Yan was so angry that he wanted to kill, but he glanced at Qin Luo for a few times, and then raised his eyes to look at the big golden characters on the power measuring stone pillar, and he couldn't help feeling guilty, as if he couldn't beat it.

Still not looking for abuse.

With a sigh, Qin Yan tensed his face, with an expression of keeping away from strangers, and walked towards the force-measuring stone pillar.

On the slightly thin and straight body, there was a red light flowing, and the raging flames slowly enveloped him, and a wave of scorching air swept away.

There seemed to be a surging sea of ​​flames behind him, and there was a streamlined body of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon fluttering its wings and flying, scattering pieces of crimson brilliance.

"Sure enough, it's the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon."

Lan Mengyi's eyes froze, revealing a trace of surprise. She had been paying attention to Qin Luo and the Qin family. She had naturally learned that a war spirit in the Qin family had undergone a second transformation and turned into the favored son of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon.

She still didn't believe it before, after all, there had never been a precedent for someone to awaken the battle spirit of the Fire Dragon, but seeing it with her own eyes, she couldn't help but not believe it.

"Eight Wild Fire Dragon..." Xia Zhiyan parted his red lips slightly, and a soft voice came out.

"It is said that he still has the keel of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon in his body. As long as he grows up smoothly and breaks through to the Dharma Realm, it will be a matter of course, and it will not be too difficult."

There was envy in Pang Feng's voice, and fiery and greedy eyes flashed in his eyes.

And in the square, there were bursts of voices of surprise and uncertainty. When someone recognized that it was the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, everyone was moved, and there was an unbelievable exclamation.

This is a battle spirit that has never manifested before. At least, they have never seen or heard of anyone awakening this kind of battle spirit before.

At the same time, there is another reason why they exclaimed so much, that is, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon is a battle spirit at the heaven level, an existence that can stand shoulder to shoulder with Pang Feng's Blood Prison Thunder Tiger. But it is completely comparable to a battle spirit at the mid-level heaven level.

Heaven-level fighting spirit, it's not a bad street, there is no one in a million.

In the county, not to mention the older generation, among the younger generation, there are less than one-handed number of heaven-level battle souls, and the entire Tianfeng County is less than two-handed.

Although the spirit of battle cannot represent everything, it is only the key to open the road of cultivation.

Ordinary human-level battle spirits also exist in the state of law, but they are as rare as phoenix feathers.

The advantages of high-level war spirits are still much stronger than ordinary war spirits, which cannot be compared with low-level war spirits. In some family forces, they can also receive greater attention and more training.

No force would foolishly cultivate a low-level battle spirit owner with a bleak future.

……

Qin Yan in front of the force-measuring stone pillar naturally didn't know what the people in the audience were thinking. After putting the jade plaque with his identity information into the groove, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes to concentrate.

After a while, he opened his eyes and punched out with a fist. The flames wrapped around the fist like a bright sun.

The stone pillar was trembling, humming, rippling, golden light rising, and finally, in the eyes that widened suddenly, slowly stopped at the position of fifteen.

One unlucky ghost was brushed off the list.

He didn't try his best, but only used [-]% or [-]% of his strength. He Qin Yan is not Qin Luo's pushy bastard.

He retracted his fist casually, put away the jade tablet, turned around indifferently, and returned to Qin Luo's side with a cold face, as if he had done a very casual thing.

But the audience was full of shocked exclamations, and another one broke into the top [-]. What's the situation?
This is not the time to erect a force-measuring stone pillar.

Up to now, it is difficult to change the ranking, especially the leftmost force measuring stone pillar, which ranks in the top [-], and almost no one can shake their ranking.

Seeing Qin Luo's narrow gaze, Lan Mengyi snorted angrily, looked away and looked elsewhere, she looked like an angry little daughter-in-law.

Qin Luo was dumbfounded, it was rare for this crazy woman to show such an appearance.

"Try?"

He turned his head to look at Xia Zhiyan. With the strength of the latter's half-step Concentration Realm, there is no problem in climbing this force-measuring stone pillar.

Xia Zhiyan nodded lightly, and walked out with a calm expression. The red dress was like fire, charming and bright.

There was another wailing from the audience, and it was about to be blown up again, but being blown up by the little rich woman of the Xia family didn't seem to be unacceptable, and others couldn't envy her.

The unlucky ghost who predicted that he was about to be exploded comforted himself with tears.

A clear and clear long chant resounded like the sound of a phoenix resounding through the nine heavens. The brilliance of Xia Zhiyan's body bloomed, radiant and colorful, like a dream. A divine bird with long tail feathers appeared in the sky. It was extraordinarily gorgeous and intoxicating. Because of its beauty, it is like someone seeing Xia Zhiyan's face for the first time.

Nine-tailed kite, known as one of the most beautiful and beautiful battle spirits, is like the nine-tailed celestial fox, which always only awakens on women. The holy son Yaotian on the top of the sky is completely an accident within an accident.

Pieces of streamer flew by, turning into a pocket version of a nine-tailed kite, which bombarded the force-measuring stone pillar, and it exploded without any surprise.

Qin Luo looked over, Nineteen!
After Lan Mengyi, this is a very high ranking. If there are no talents who have stepped into the Concentration Realm, and he and Qin Yan have not come, they are fully qualified to compete for the top spot.

However, there was no trace of joy on Xia Zhiyan's face, especially when she looked back and saw the bewitching smile on Lan Mengyi's face, everyone felt a chill spread out, and the invisible smell of gunpowder was in the air. Diffuse.

(End of this chapter)