Dragon Vein Martial God

4After Qing Zhao withdrew the yellow sand... he didn't care that the yellow sand magic treasure had lost its luster. Instead, he raised his head and spoke with some unwillingness... He really wanted to know why those three magic swords had suddenly soared into the sky!    

    

Those magic swords had clearly all of their magic power and might already been grinded away by the sandstorm. If they couldn't be replenished with power, then they would obviously become scrap metal for the time being!    

    

"Clang! Clang! Clang..." Sword hums sounded out as the magic swords that had been struck down from the clouds lost the obstruction of the sandstorm and became mystical once again, returning to Jiang Ting's side with a string of arcs of light.    

    

Qing Zhao didn't care that the magic sword had returned to Jiang Ting's control. Instead, he continued to stare at Jiang Ting, wanting to know the answer.    

    

Jiang Ting laughed lightly. "There's nothing hard to say. The magic sword is my natal magic sword. Just now, I used my divine soul to attack Black Butterfly, and I took the opportunity to use a bit of my divine soul to replenish the magic sword's power. How difficult would that be?"    

    

"So that's how it is..." Qing Zhao recalled the scene where the cold light had passed and the sandstorm had been affected, and a look of understanding appeared on his face.    

    

Jiang Ting's divine soul was too powerful, and it wasn't difficult for him to do this.    

    

When he thought of this, Qing Zhao slowly spoke. "How about we stop here?"    

    

“ Oh? " Jiang Ting's eyes lit up.    

    

Qing Zhao continued, "From now on, I won't cause you any trouble... I'll take your hand now. The victor has yet to be decided, so you and I don't have to be bound by the oath."    

    

"Stop when you see that the situation isn't right. Fellow Daoist, you're thinking quite well."    

    

Jiang Ting smiled, but in the next moment, he snorted coldly. "Hundred flowers bloom with a single thought!"    

    

With the five fingers forming a seal, an invisible concept descended... More than a hundred lotus flowers bloomed beside Jiang Ting.    

    

Within the lotus flowers, there was a phantom image of Jiang Ting sitting cross-legged... As the lotus flowers bloomed, the phantoms got up one after another.    

    

When the lotus flowers appeared, the lotus flowers bloomed, and the phantoms got up. It sounded very complicated, but in reality, when the lotus flowers appeared and the phantoms got up, it only took less than half a breath's time.    

    

It was only because the reaction of a Golden Core warrior was too strong that it felt slow.    

    

Qing Zhao's expression changed slightly. "Immortal technique..."    

    

Everyone in the vast world knew that Jiang Ting had two killing moves.    

    

First, it was the Green Spirit Sword scripture passed down from Daoist Qing Feng. It was the Clear Wind Sword Formation. It was an invincible Clear Wind Sword Formation at the same realm!    

    

The people in the same realm as him had mastered countless powerful magic treasures and spells, and they were all geniuses with extremely high combat experience!    

    

If it was an ordinary person, even if they exceeded one or two minor realms, they might not necessarily be able to break the sword formation.    

    

Apart from the sword array, there was also a second killing move, the Immortal Arts in the Herb Gathering Valley.    

    

Immortal Arts were all recorded in the six sects of the Tian Lan Continent... However, only the six sects of the Tian Lan Six Sects were not disciples of the six sects. If they did not enter the Herb Gathering Valley, they would not be able to see the Immortal Arts.    

    

The Herb Grafting Valley was monopolized by the six sects of the Tian Lan Six Sects. If they were not disciples of the six sects of the Tian Lan Six Sects, they would not be able to enter the Herb Grafting Valley at all.    

    

What Qing Zhao did not know was that ever since Jiang Ting became famous, many people from the six sects were qualified to comprehend Immortal Arts. In fact, over the years, many people had followed him to comprehend Immortal Arts. Many of them had gone deep into the inner layer of the Herb Grafting Valley, and their master and disciple had used the method not passed down to them to take out scales to cultivate Immortal Arts.    

    

There were a few people from the six sects who had learned Immortal Arts... Unfortunately, even if they had learned it, they could not unleash Jiang Ting's power.    

    

Perhaps some people would say that the three spells of the Purple Frost Sect were killing moves.    

    

In fact, the three spells of the Purple Frost Sect might be killing moves to ordinary people, but to Jiang Ting, they weren't killing moves.    

    

Killing moves were killing moves. Once they were used, they would definitely be able to secure victory in one go.    

    

Immortal techniques and sword formations could be done.    

    

However, the three spells of the Purple Frost Sect might not be able to do it.    

    

At least, with Jiang Ting's strength, the three spells of the Purple Frost Sect would not be able to do it.    

    

The three spells of the Purple Frost Sect were different from each other. Therefore, the three spells of the Purple Frost Sect were not considered killing moves to Jiang Ting. Those who were qualified to exchange blows with Jiang Ting also had means to block them.    

    

For example, didn't Qing Zhao also break through Hua Feihua in a direct confrontation just now?    

    

Speaking of which,    

    

when Qing Zhao saw the phantom get up, he instantly shouted, "Jiang Ting, do you really want to fight me to the death!?"    

    

"You are the one who caused me trouble, and the one who wants to fight is you. Now, the one who wants to stop is you as well. How can there be such a good thing in this world?"    

    

After saying that, Jiang Ting waved his hand gently. "If you want to stop the battle, you can stop my Immortal Art first!"    

    

As he waved his hand, the lotus flower dispersed. A hundred phantoms instantly rushed out at an extremely terrifying speed and attacked Qing Zhao.    

    

This wasn't the end.    

    

Jiang Ting began to form seals again. "One thought, heaven and earth change..."    

    

He had just used the first half of the Immortal Art, and now he was using the second half.    

    

He wanted to see what Qing Zhao could do to resist his Immortal Art since the black butterfly was dead and the yellow sand magic treasure was crippled.    

    

If Qing Zhao used talismans or something like that... hehe, did he really think that Jiang Ting's Earth Realm cultivation was fake? If Qing Zhao dared to use talismans or something like that, then Jiang Ting would dare to use his peak Earth Realm cultivation!    

    

On the other side.    

    

Qing Zhao looked at the phantom image and couldn't help but shout angrily, "Do you really think I'm afraid of you!?"    

    

His heart... was very panicked and cold.    

    

Panic, because he might die.    

    

Cold, also because he might die.    

    

Jiang Ting didn't pay attention to him. Instead, phantoms descended from the sky, carrying an aura that was even stronger than the previous phantoms as they rushed out.    

    

Although there were only about ten more phantoms, and there were very few of them, the threat seemed to be even stronger than the first hundred phantoms.    

    

In fact, it was more or less the same.    

    

The first half of the phantoms only had the power of a full-powered attack.    

    

The second part, however, had the terrifying power of a full-powered attack.    

    

The illusion... was getting closer and closer.    

    

Qing Zhao fiercely bit the tip of his tongue, using the intense pain to ensure that he didn't panic.    

    

Then, he grabbed his sleeve with his left hand and fiercely pulled... Of course, his clothes were torn apart, but he directly took them off.    

    

Then, he threw out the green clothes with tree patterns... The green clothes transformed into a green light and quickly closed in on the phantom.    

    

When it was close to a certain boundary.    

    

"Bang!" With a bang, Tsing Yi suddenly exploded.    

    

After that, an ancient tree that was close to 200 meters in size descended.    

    

It even formed an invisible barrier, blocking the path of the phantom.    

    

Jiang Ting's eyes narrowed. "Is he going all out...?"    

    

The explosion of the green robe was not because the magic treasure had gone out of control, but because... Qing Zhao controlled Tsing Yi to detonate her magic treasure at the cost of burning all the materials and reserves of the magic treasure. The explosion was like a firework, bursting forth with the most dazzling might.    

    

It was as if a cultivator could self-destruct... For example, if a Foundation Establishment Stage Level 1 self-detonated, even if that person was only at Foundation Establishment Stage Level 1, once he self-detonated, even if he was at Foundation Establishment Stage Level 3 or Level 4, he might still be killed.    

    

It was the same with the self-destruction of magical equipment that was intentionally controlled.    

    

The defensive power of the self-explosion of the azure-clothed man... In Jiang Ting's perception, even an ordinary Earth Realm expert might not be able to break through the ancient trees and the invisible barrier at this moment.    

    

After sizing it up, Jiang Ting laughed lightly. "Self-destruction and precise control... This is a life-bound magic treasure, right? I wonder, what can you do when the ancient tree is broken?"