When Qingqiu Patriarch saw Ziyun Patriarch rushing towards him aggressively, his pupils suddenly shrank. "His speed is not right!" Although Qingqiu was fighting with Ziyun Zhenren for the first time, she had seen Ziyun Zhenren's attack records before. The speed of Ziyun Patriarch was not so fast before! But what was faster than Ziyun Zhenren was his sword! The sword body was purple, like purple lightning, cutting through the sky and pointing directly at Qingqiu. Qingqiu's pupils shrank, and her figure retreated rapidly. Countless green lights around her body condensed into a green wood armor, and even her face was covered by the green armor. The purple sword was faster than Qingqiu imagined. At the moment she took defensive measures. The purple sword had already stabbed at a high speed. Puff!
The purple sword instantly pierced through Qingqiu Zhenren's body and pierced a hole. But Ziyun Patriarch immediately sent out his divine thoughts and quickly locked onto another position. The figure of Qingqiu Patriarch also appeared at the same time, and his body was intact. The body that had just been pierced turned into a piece of dead wood and fell to the ground. Ziyun Patriarch had expected that the attack would not succeed, but it had already dragged on.��� The purple sword flew across the sky again, chasing after Qingqiu Zhenren. Qingqiu Zhenren's face was solemn, and he used his backhand to cast a claw that covered the sky. The sharp and thick claw shadow hit the purple sword, and the two collided dozens of times in the sky. Then the claw shadow was broken, and the purple sword continued to move forward and attacked Qingqiu Zhenren again. Ziyun Zhenren thought to himself:"This Qingqiu is practicing the wood attribute technique, but he comprehended the sharp edge of gold. It's just funny. In this way, he can't break through the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and will be stuck in the early stage of the Nascent Soul forever." He sneered at Qingqiu Zhenren. This is the performance of not having inheritance. There is no direction for comprehending the artistic conception. Not only is the future bleak, but even the combat power is also average. Yuanying is difficult to kill, but he thinks that this Qingqiu is not difficult to kill! Qingqiu Zhenren was very troubled by the purple sword that attacked again. He couldn't resist it one after another, and the purple sword finally fell on the wooden armor. The tough wooden armor successfully blocked the attack, but her body was also knocked away involuntarily. A strong impact force, after being weakened by the wooden armor, still caused damage to her body. She looked inside her body and found that a lot of flesh and blood were damaged. She used her magic power to quickly repair her body, and her magic power consumption increased greatly. But before she could repair her body, the purple sword had already attacked continuously, using wonderful sword moves to penetrate Qingqiu's defense one after another, leaving sword marks on the wooden armor. Qingqiu was horrified to find that these sword marks were actually devouring the life force in her body! What made her even more panic was that the Purple Cloud Ancestor was approaching her quickly. She knew that the Purple Cloud Ancestor's famous method was a purple cloud. At this moment, the city, which was only a few dozen miles away from her, seemed as far away as millions of miles. She gritted her teeth and immediately took out a space teleportation talisman. After being knocked away again, she quickly activated it! A white light enveloped the Qingqiu Ancestor, and her body instantly disappeared from the spot.
Ziyun Patriarch closed his eyes and calmly sensed the mark he left on Qingqiu Zhenren. He opened his eyes and looked in a direction. "Three hundred miles away!" Ancestor Ziyun turned around and flew in that direction. If he didn't chase him now, when would he? True Man Qingqiu recovered from the random teleportation state, looked around, identified the direction, and immediately flew towards Fengyuan City. She sent a communication anxiously:"Zhufeng, come and save me! Ziyun is chasing me! I am flying towards Fengyuan City now!" ""What?! I'll come right over!" Ancestor Zhufeng was shocked. Ancestor Zhufeng realized the seriousness of the matter and immediately went to Qingqiu to respond. The distance was less than 300 miles. Under the extremely fast flight of Ancestor Ziyun, the distance between the two was rapidly shortening. Ancestor Qingqiu looked back frequently and soon found the trace of Master Ziyun. She looked down at the sword marks on her wooden armor, which were recovering rapidly. During this period of recovery, she was undoubtedly locked in her position. "Damn it, why is the power of the Purple Cloud Sword so strong? This piece of wooden armor of mine is a fourth-grade top-grade spiritual weapon!" Although it is only a spiritual weapon, its grade is not low, and its defensive ability is not weaker than that of a fourth-grade medium-grade magic weapon! Qingqiu pondered for a while and immediately realized the key to the problem. The opponent's sword is made of wood, and at the same time it carries the artistic conception of wood, so its power naturally increases a lot. Coupled with the cultivation of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, it is natural for it to crush her. This is when the opponent can only attack from a distance, and the most powerful little magical power has not been used yet. Qingqiu did not expect that the gap between her and Ziyun would be so big. If she had known this earlier, how could she agree to fight with the Earth God Sect? Isn't this courting death? Her regret cannot increase her speed. The distance between Ancestor Ziyun and Ancestor Qingqiu is gradually closing. Qingqiu took out another space teleportation talisman and slapped it on herself. This kind of space teleportation talisman is random and risky to use, such as getting stuck underground, or teleporting directly in front of the enemy, so using the space teleportation talisman is already a gamble. But now you have to gamble! The figure of Ancestor Qingqiu disappeared again. Ancestor Ziyun raised his eyebrows:"So many space teleportation talismans? This kind of treasure is rare! I see you have a few more!" Sensing the direction, he changed direction and continued to track Qingqiu Zhenren.
Qingqiu Zhenren did not have many space teleportation talismans, only two, and they had been used up. But the effect of delaying time had been achieved. Qingqiu Zhenren saw a beam of light in the distance rushing towards her again! She couldn't help but show a hint of joy on her face. However, she didn't see that the Ziyun Patriarch who was tracking behind her had a smile on his face as if his conspiracy had succeeded. He had just attacked Qingqiu Zhenren, but in fact he was letting him go. His target was not only Qingqiu Zhenren, but also wanted to continue to kill Zhufeng Zhenren! When he saw Zhufeng Zhenren, Ziyun Patriarch no longer held back. When the two people joined together, it was really a bit difficult to fight. "Small magical power, Jianmu suppresses the sky!" Ancestor Ziyun learned a small magical power from the"Jianmu Immortal Classic", using Jianmu as a shape to suppress space! Above the head of the Qingqiu Ancestor, a shadow of a huge tree that covered the sky and the sun condensed out of thin air. The tree has thousands of branches, and its roots penetrate the void and span the heavens. It is just a vague shadow, and it instantly suppresses the space! The Qingqiu Ancestor, who was originally fleeing rapidly, was instantly frozen in mid-air! A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the Qingqiu Ancestor. But the Ziyun Ancestor did not give her the opportunity to hesitate and counterattack. The purple sword instantly flew over her body, passed through the wooden armor, and slashed on her Nascent Soul! "ah~！" A scream rang out, and Qingqiu Zhenren 's Nascent Soul was scattered, and her life force was gone! Qingqiu Zhenren had a bitter smile on her face. The power of this purple sword was actually two or three times stronger than before. The other party deliberately didn't kill her! She finally looked up at Zhufeng who was gradually approaching, and sighed:"May you be blessed!"