My sister took me to Xiuxian

After saying that, Ye Junxi took a step forward and actually intertwined with the phantom that walked out of the Treasure Map of All Things, and controlled the general power of the peak period through special means.

Ye Qingge's eyes flashed and intersected with her own projection. The projection of the magic sword in her hand burst out with unprecedented murderous aura.

A deafening explosion was heard, and Qiu Yi could no longer understand the battle under the colorful and brilliant lights, but he finally realized his sister's trump card.

Can a complete treasure actually exert such terrifying power?

But this is not the end. While he was confused, a teasing voice echoed in the boy's ears. It was Sister Qi Ling laughing.

"Xiao Yi, can you still tell the difference now?"

"..."

Chapter 73: Sister Qiling wants to eat alone

The thick layer of ice shattered, and a magic dragon burning with dark golden flames and two graceful figures rushed into the sky. The most extreme battle in the world broke out at this moment. Every time the wave of the fight spread out, it made the mountains shake and the ice and snow collapse and overturn, as if it was a preview of the destruction of the world.

Qiu Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He couldn't even see any trace of such a huge demon dragon. He could imagine how high his sister and the others had flown. However, even at such a long distance, he could still feel a sense of oppression and palpitations. Is the eighth saint realm really so terrifying?

Of course, this can also reflect from the side the terrifying power of the treasure, the Map of All Things!

How was a treasure that could support a battle between two saints made?

"Sister Xiangyun, you are so awesome!" Looking at the treasure picture scroll floating beside him, emitting a bright light to protect his safety, Qiu Yi's eyes were shining.

Not only does it possess miraculous power, but it can also provide combat power comparable to that of an eighth-level saint during battle. The spirit of the weapon is incredibly beautiful. Where can one find such a treasure?

"If you want to flatter me, forget it!"

But the spirit sister didn't care about his flattery. Her voice was lazy and full of helplessness. She complained: "Don't be fooled by the fact that the master and the second young lady are fighting with high spirits and halos around them. They look like the goddess of the nine heavens descended to the world, but don't forget that one of them is only at the fifth level and the other is at the seventh level. How can they support a battle at the eighth level? Every move consumes the spiritual energy that I have accumulated for ten thousand years. I don't know how many years it will take me to make up for it after this battle."

"Ah! This..."

Qiu Yi was speechless and very surprised. Is there such a saying?

But the young man immediately thought of a way to comfort you: "What does it matter? At worst, I can use the Xuanhuang Qi to make it up to you later. As the saying goes, old things don't go away, new things don't come."

"..."

Sister Qi Ling was silent for a while, she seemed a little moved, but also a little reserved, and finally hesitated for a while before whispering: "Of course, you can, but don't let the master know."

After all, this kind of behavior is like eating an extra meal alone, so it’s better not to be so blatant.

Qiu Yi wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. From his point of view, could his sister really not know about this kind of thing?

After all, after being infused with Xuan Huang, Sister Qi Ling's whole body, inside and out, will be filled with his aura. How could Sister not see it?

It's better to just talk about it.

Does Sister Qi Ling have her own little thoughts?

Never mind. It’s up to her how she wants to play and what method she uses. All I have to do is cooperate with her. Even if the truth comes out in the future, my sister probably won’t blame him too much.

The young man nodded in response, and then looked at the sky that was sometimes filled with devil fire, sometimes overflowing with sword energy, and sometimes colorful clouds. He couldn't help but say: "I don't know how long this level of battle will last. By then, I don't know if the snowy mountain under our feet will still be left."

“If the master and the second young lady were both genuine eighth-level saints, even if the dragon burned its life, it would not be able to survive in their hands for more than a quarter of an hour. However, I think it may take more than two hours to defeat it now.” Ye Xiangyun thought for a moment and expressed his opinion.

"Is the battle at the Saint level so troublesome?" Qiu Yi was surprised.

"It's not that it's troublesome, but the situations on both sides are totally unequal. The master's current cultivation is only at the fifth realm. Although I provide her with mana continuously, her soul and body are far from worthy of so much mana. I don't know what happened to the second young lady in this life. She didn't choose to practice swordsmanship. Her cultivation is in great conflict with the imprint I copied. The best they can do is to exert half of their strength.

Besides, the dragon on the other side is risking its life. How can it be easily dealt with when the two are in different situations? Forget it, I will escort you up first. The sealed space here is about to collapse and it won’t last long.”

Sister Qi Ling was unwilling to explain more. After all, the battle at the Saint level involved too many things, and Qiu Yi probably wouldn't understand even if she explained it to him.

A gentle magical power separated from the Treasure Map of All Things and transformed into a light breeze that surrounded the young man, carrying him away.

Qiu Yi did not resist. As the breeze gradually rose, he saw the mysterious space beginning to collapse. Pieces of broken ice fell with a deafening roar. Ice crystals splashed, and the white snow falling from the hole above seemed to fill the place up.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind and snow blew on his face, like the shy whispers of a girl, making the young man, whose mind had already drifted to the battle in the sky, stunned again.

"Sister Xiangyun, let me go."

"Xiao Yi, what are you talking about? This place is almost buried. Hey, you..."

Before Sister Qi Ling could finish her words, Qiu Yi took the initiative to break free from the breeze and landed steadily from a height of more than ten meters. His feet stepped on the falling ice and snow, making a crackling sound.

The Treasure Map of All Things had no choice but to fall down again, using part of its power to transform into a curtain of light to shield the boy from the wind and snow. Just as she was about to ask the reason, Qiu Yi took the initiative to speak.

"I thought you were crazy, but I didn't expect that you were deliberately hiding your identity, using your madness to find a glimmer of hope for yourself."

The young man's indifferent voice echoed in the empty cave. The rustling snow and broken ice partially obscured it, but Ye Xiangyun could still hear it clearly.

To hide from others? To find a glimmer of hope?

Could it be that?

“You’re not coming out, are you?” Qiu Yi sneered and waved his hand. Strange waves spread out, and with the blessing of his current massive magic power, it instantly covered most of the mysterious space.

What's the point of hiding? Just cry to me first.

It has to be said that sometimes you have to take the enemy by surprise. Just after this move was performed for two breaths, the sound of sobbing could not be suppressed and came from a pile of broken ice not far in front of the young man's right.

"Cry... What on earth did you do to me...?" A small dragon only one meter long came out, twisting its long body like a dead snake and sobbing uncontrollably. If people didn't know the situation, they would think Qiu Yi had done something terrible to him.

"It's just a trivial little trick, not as good as your big move. You would rather give up the huge body and leave a way out for yourself." Qiu Yi looked at him calmly, and arcs of excitement began to jump on his body.

The tiny dragon claws gripped the ice, and its pupils were raised with despair. Although tears rolled down, it stared at him unwillingly.

"Are you really going to kill me?"

"Qiu Yi!"

The boy was stunned.

Chapter 74 A Good Excuse

Qiu Yi was a little dazed. The other party actually called out his name in despair?

How could the dragon know his name!

You know, my sisters have always called him "Xiao Yi", so where did they hear his full name, Molong?

The young man's thoughts suddenly diverged as a result.

Could it be... could it be... that the person who made the dragon so frightened and uneasy is also called [Qiu Yi]?

Nima!

The young man raised his head and looked upward. The light curtain cast by Sister Spirit blocked a thick layer of wind and snow. The interweaving of ice and snow and the faint light gave people a magnificent sense of sight.

But this beautiful scenery could not attract Qiu Yi's attention. He couldn't help but want to curse!

It's okay that they look alike, but their names are exactly the same. Are you sure it's not God who is persecuting him?

If it was some time-travel novel where the protagonist traveled back in time with the same name as his original self, it would be fine for him to accept his identity naturally, but what was wrong with mine?

Did you actively or passively take over that person's cause and effect?

The key point is that he has traveled through time for three years and knows nothing!

Planting mines for him in a place like this?

"Xiao Yi, be careful!"

Suddenly, the spirit sister reminded anxiously that at the moment when the young man was distracted, the magic dragon that had been forced to cry suddenly jumped up and turned into a dark and deep dark light that rushed straight to his chest.

Even at this desperate moment, he still wanted to make one last fight.

"Buzz!"

The ever-vigilant Treasure Map of All Things emitted a clear light, imprisoning the opponent's body, and prepared to hand it over to Ye Junxi and Ye Qingge for careful study.

However, as a saint of the eighth realm, no matter how weak his body was, his experience and strength were unquestionable. He immediately chose to self-destruct the body of the real dragon, and then a dark golden dragon spirit flew into the boy's qi sea at a speed that even the divine consciousness could not capture.

"Xiao Yi, quickly hold on to your Qi Sea. He has lost his physical body and is preparing to take over your body!"

Ye Xiangyun was very anxious. She had to maintain the battle between her master and the second young lady, and she could not enter the young man's energy sea to provide him with help before it was over.

After hearing this, Qiu Yi did not do so. He just said with a strange expression: "Sister... I don't think there is any need to worry so much."

At first, after the opponent rushed into his qi sea, the young man was indeed scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

The Qi Sea is the foundation of spiritual practice. If it is broken into by someone with hostile intentions, the consequences will be disastrous.

He even heard the demon dragon's endless mocking roar.

"Wait until I destroy your sea of ​​qi, and see how you can create a god again?"

But the next moment, a scene that shocked him appeared.

The first thing that couldn't stand this kind of foreign thing was the Qi Sea. It couldn't do anything to those spiritual veins, but it was not polite at all to this weak Yuanshen. A huge wave came and swallowed the magic dragon directly.

Qiu Yi: ⊙ω⊙

Feeling the magic dragon's breath disappear without a trace in an instant, the boy was satisfied with its performance for the first time.

Wow, is this finally useful?

But the happy expression did not last long. The spiritual vein inserted in the qi sea seemed to be stimulated by something. One of the forked roots suddenly began to grow longer and then inserted straight into the qi sea. After a moment, it fished out the magic dragon that had been dissolved by half, like fishing.

What are you doing!!!

At this time, the dragon's spirit was far from being as golden and mighty as when it had just rushed in. Instead, it looked like it had fallen into a pool of hydrochloric acid and been corroded. It was badly damaged and even half of its head was gone.

Qiu Yi: “???”

Shit, if I entered his qi sea, would the consequences be so dire?

"Woo!"

After being shocked for a while, Qiu Yi suddenly knelt down on the ice, holding his stomach and gasping for breath.

"Xiao Yi, what's wrong with you?" Sister Qi Ling looked at him nervously.

"No...it's nothing, I just have a stomachache!"

The boy said this on the surface, but he had already started cursing in his heart.

The spiritual vein hooked up the dragon's soul, but it didn't completely hook it up. Half of it was held tightly by the qi sea, and the other half was pulled by the spiritual vein and refused to let go. He broke out in a cold sweat just looking at it.

What are you doing?

Rob your mother, can’t you just take half of each?

The conflict between the spiritual roots and the qi sea was something Qiu Yi himself could not bear to see.

However, just as he roared like this in his heart, the battle between the Qi Sea and the spiritual roots stopped instantly, the Demon Dragon's soul was completely split into two, the Qi Sea swallowed up half of it, and calm was restored.

After pulling back the other half of the spiritual root, he was ruthless and didn't say much. He directly sent several roots into it, trying to absorb all the spiritual power in it.

Qiu Yi: “…”

Hey, what are you doing? Are you trying to steal my food? Don't I usually feed you enough?

Hmm...it seems not.

The young man reflected on himself for a while and realized that he had been drawing the Xuanhuang Qi from his Qi Sea during this period of time and had not properly absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish it.

So this is because the Qi Hai is empty and causing the temper?

But if your Qi Sea is in a bad mood, why should your Lingmai get involved? Don’t you also need to absorb spiritual energy from the Qi Sea?

At this moment, the demon dragon's soul that was entangled by the roots on the spiritual vein completely disappeared. Then, while Qiu Yi was still muttering, a torrent of pure spiritual power poured down from the sea of ​​consciousness between his eyebrows, like a river bursting its banks and a tsunami. His mind was stunned and he almost couldn't catch it.

Because of the Lei Yang grass, Qiu Yi's spiritual consciousness was born early, and turned into a golden lake, far beyond that of ordinary people. But now this spiritual power was extracted and purified by refining half of the saint's soul. In just a moment, he felt that his spiritual consciousness had increased by more than ten times.

"Pain Pain!"

The young man rolled on the ground with his head covered. His sea of ​​consciousness was forcibly expanded tenfold. Even he could not withstand the impact.

Only Ye Xiangyun stared at him blankly, sometimes she had a stomachache, sometimes a headache. What was Xiao Yi doing?

Could it be that he was fighting with the evil dragon? But the dragon's breath dissipated as soon as it entered Xiao Yi's qi sea!

About half an hour later, Qiu Yi finally got up trembling with sweat all over his forehead, gasping for breath, with only the bright spiritual light between his eyebrows shining brightly.

"Sister Xiangyun, let's go up!"

"Yeah!" Sister Qi Ling responded softly, and at the same time asked curiously: "Xiao Yi, how do you feel?"

In just half an hour, she clearly noticed that the boy's aura had undergone a drastic change.

Did Xiao Yi eat the dragon?

"Sister, when are we going to refine the Xuanhuang Qi again?" After a simple adjustment, Qiu Yi felt extremely energetic, especially with the surge in his spiritual power, which could definitely last longer.

"..."