coobybook Chapter 194 Ten Thousand Soul Flags, Ye Fan appears
Chapter 194 Ten Thousand Soul Flags, Ye Fan appears
At this moment, Ding Hongyun, possessing the powerful cultivation level of the God Transformation Realm, was as dazzling as the vast stars.
Holding the Spring and Autumn War Halberd in his hand, he looked like a martial god alive.
This is the endless charm and powerful power of inheritance. It surpasses ordinary people's imagination and makes people feel awe.
The former Ding Hongyun, with the help of Qitian Hongyun Gu in his hand, spent several years of training before he barely stepped into the golden elixir realm.
At this moment, after inheriting this inheritance, his cultivation level has still skyrocketed to the realm of god transformation, as if he has been reborn in a single breath and has become a truly strong man.
However, this powerful power was not obtained easily. It was accompanied by a sharp pain like a knife in his mind, and books of ancient and powerful techniques poured into his sea of consciousness like a torrent.
This is both a blessing and a hidden curse.
If only he could sit quietly at this moment, with his eyes closed tightly, and concentrate on comprehending the profound mysteries of those ancient techniques.
Then, as time goes by, his cultivation will become increasingly stable, and even make an unexpected leap.
Those ancient skills will also be deeply imprinted in his mind and become his invincible magic weapon in the world in the future.
He no longer needs to go through arduous training, he only needs to wait for one year before he can truly transform into a powerful genius with extraordinary strength, who is powerful in all directions.
However, he made a stupid decision - choosing to start a life-and-death battle with Qin Changge, even if it meant he would suffer a splitting headache.
Qin Changge, holding the dragon-slaying sword, stood majestically, the sword body flashing with a cold light.
His other hand was holding the black spear tightly. The fireworks at the tip of the spear were like the eyes of a demon, getting hotter and shimmering with a strange light.
At this moment, the spear finally showed its true face - the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, an evil weapon that frightened monks in the world.
Its appearance seemed to cast an eerie atmosphere into the two colliding formations.
Ding Hongyun held the Spring and Autumn War Halberd and fought fiercely with Qin Changge's Dragon-Slaying Sword.
Every collision was accompanied by a deafening roar, and ripples of mana surged like waves, sweeping around.
Qin Changge's eyes were cold, he twisted his wrist, and the Ten Thousand Souls Flag in his hand suddenly spun.
The black fireworks were like a venomous snake spitting out its seeds, rapidly attacking Ding Hongyun's chest.
Ding Hongyun was suddenly shaken by a huge force and retreated continuously. His steps were messy and he could not control himself.
His eyes shone with uncertainty, and his heart was full of disbelief.
How is this possible?
He has clearly entered the realm of transformation and become a high-ranking heavenly king, but Qin Changge is only a true king in the Nascent Soul realm. The gap between the two is like a chasm.
What's more, what he was practicing in his mind was a technique passed down from ancient times. It was extremely powerful, and his murderous aura was even more terrifying.
However, at this moment, he felt a powerful force raging inside his body, as if it was about to tear his body apart. he
He could only grit his teeth and try his best to resist the impact of that force.
Ding Hongyun felt a strong sense of unwillingness and anger in his heart.
How could he lose to Qin Changge?
He has now inherited the inheritance of the ancient Dragon Emperor, and endless power is rolling in his chest.
No matter in terms of body, skills, cultivation, or magic weapons, Ding Hongyun believed that he was above Qin Changge.
lose?
impossible!
He must win, must defeat Qin Changge!
So, Ding Hongyun took a deep breath, mobilized all the strength in his body, and prepared to attack again.
However, just when he was about to take action, Qin Changge had already disappeared.
Ding Hongyun was stunned for a moment, and then felt a chill coming from behind.
He turned around suddenly, only to see Qin Changge standing behind him, raising his eyebrows slightly with a hint of surprise on his face.
"Yes, yes, it is indeed an imperial inheritance..." Qin Changge said lightly, "This is the first time I feel my arms are shaking."
After saying that, he suddenly slapped out a palm, it was the palm of the Ming Dynasty King!
A powerful force burst out instantly, knocking Ding Hongyun away.
Ding Hongyun rolled several times in the air before barely regaining his balance.
He stared at Qin Changge with his eyes widened, his heart filled with shock and confusion.
He never expected that Qin Changge would take the lead, and his power would not be low at all.
Qin Changge slowly raised his arm, lowered his eyes, and examined it carefully. The arm seemed to have lost its usual composure at this moment, and was trembling slightly, seemingly uncontrollably.
He was once the overlord who convinced others with force, and was accustomed to using absolute strength to suppress his opponents.
Ninety percent of the enemies would appear vulnerable in front of him, simply because they were no match for Jiang Chengfeng, the extremely powerful man in the realm of enlightenment standing behind him.
And the remaining 80% of opponents, even if they are strong, can't stop the extremely sharp dragon-slaying sword in his hand.
That sword seems to have the magic power to cut through all obstacles, and every time it is swung, it can bring destructive power.
As for the last 20% of opponents, they are the ones that are truly worthy of Qin Changge's serious attention.
They may have the same strength as him, or they may have some mysterious means. In short, they can make Qin Changge feel the slightest threat and challenge.
Nowadays, even dating back to ancient times, only those demon ancestors of Taiwu Realm who are powerful in all directions are qualified to step into the remaining 20% of the realm.
And this 20% area is undoubtedly the holy land that many powerful people dream of. Being able to enter it is enough to prove their extraordinary identity and strength.
Ding Hongyun, at this moment, he has undoubtedly stepped into the threshold of the 20% field, and can even be said to be the leader among the 20%, monopolizing the 10% style.
His reputation is comparable to that of the legendary ancient demon ancestors, and is awe-inspiring.
However, for Qin Changge, he felt a little regretful at this moment.
He made a mistake, and this was an outcome he had not expected.
He originally thought that the power of his sword was enough to kill Ding Hongyun, but he never thought that the other party would abandon his flesh and blood body after inheriting the inheritance, thus escaping this disaster.
What made him even more unexpected was that after Ding Hongyun resisted his Ten Thousand Soul Banner, his energy and blood were only slightly unstable and he did not suffer much damage.
This can't help but make Qin Changge surprised by Ding Hongyun's strength, and at the same time, he also feels secretly annoyed at his own misstep.
The royal-level inheritor is indeed worthy of his reputation. The strength and majesty displayed by Ding Hongyun was enough to make Qin Changge re-examine his opponent.
However, after hearing these words, Ding Hongyun's face became increasingly gloomy.
He who was supposed to be in the state of transformation into gods, holding the Spring and Autumn War Halberd, cut Qin Changge in two, showing his invincibility.
But the fact before him was that he was actually at a disadvantage in the battle, and was understatedly evaluated by Qin Changge as "not bad", but his arms were slightly trembling.
What on earth is going on?
"What a pity. If you had completely inherited the imperial heritage, I might only have a 50% chance of winning. It's a pity that you didn't."
Qin Changge smiled indifferently, and as he spoke, he thrust the Ten Thousand Souls Flag in his hand into the ground.
In an instant, endless black flames surged out, like hell fire, devouring everything around them. In the flames, countless resentful souls could be vaguely seen roaring in pain, and the shrill sounds were horrifying.
Qin Changge's figure loomed in the black flames, like a demon god controlling the fire of hell, which was daunting.