Chapter 944 Cultivation

Chapter 944 Cultivation

Qin Yi's right arm suddenly surged with the sect's internal energy like a huge wave. He threw the smoke spear in his hand with all his strength. The smoke spear turned into a green light, penetrated the sky, and flew towards the side. The prehistoric snow eagle stabbed away fiercely.

laugh!

The slight sound of a sharp weapon piercing muscle tissue!

The ancient blue spear sank into the body of the prehistoric Snow Eagle in the blink of an eye, passing through the huge body.

Qin Yi raised his leg and took a step in the air. His body turned into a very faint shadow. He rushed forward at a very fast speed. With his toes on the head of the prehistoric snow eagle, he gently fired at the smoke cloud spear that was flying away at high speed. He reached out with his big hand and pressed tightly. He grabbed the spear tightly in his hand.

"ah!"

Qin Yi roared loudly. The arms holding the spear tightly had veins as thick as chopsticks. Without looking back, he picked up the spear and swept it fiercely behind him.

"Peng!"

With a shocking loud noise, the smoke spear swept across the huge head of the ancient snow eagle. The head of the ancient snow eagle suddenly shattered, spraying out blood and flesh all over the sky.

"Finally, I killed this beast without activating the "Seven Demonic Styles"!"

With a gentle breath, Qin Yi collected the profound energy in his body and slowly landed from the air to the ground.

This was his first time to kill such a powerful enemy without activating the "Seven Demonic Styles".

In fact, only he knew that this battle was actually quite difficult. Both the speed and the strength of the Prehistoric Snow Eagle had reached an incredible level. Only the physical defense was a bit weak.

Despite this, he almost fought to the death before he gained the upper hand and finally killed him in one fell swoop.

If Prehistoric Snow Eagle's physical defense is as terrifying as its power and speed, and he insists on not using the "Seven Demonic Styles", the final outcome is really hard to say.

"My current combat power is far from enough. Facing a powerful enemy in the Seventh Realm of Zongdao, if I don't activate the "Seven Demonic Styles", I must fight with all my strength to be able to kill the opponent."

Qin Yi stood there, frowning slightly in thought.

Through this battle with Prehistoric Snow Eagle, Qin Yi gained a deeper understanding of his own strength.

The Prehistoric Snow Eagle was just the first snow beast they encountered since they entered this extremely cold place in the Arctic. No one knew what kind of terrifying snow beasts they would encounter next.

"Qin Yi."

Seeing that Qin Yi finally killed the prehistoric snow eagle, Yan Meiniang in the distance came back to her senses, let out a happy cry, and hurried over.

"Qin Yi, you are great, hee hee!"

The girl raised her pointed snow-white chin slightly, looked at the handsome young man in front of her, and smiled charmingly.

The young man shook his head lightly and exhaled slowly: "Otherwise, this is just the first snow beast we have encountered here. I tried to kill it, but it was so difficult. Once a more powerful snow beast appeared behind me, I can only fight against the beast by using my unique skills, so I plan to practice hard before I find the entrance to the broken battle path."

"Seven Styles of the Demon", this ancient secret skill, is quite amazing. It is the second trump card besides the Spear of All Evils. After entering the broken path of war, no one can imagine what they will encounter. Therefore, if he can, he Try not to expose these two trump cards prematurely.

"It makes sense, I'll take the opportunity to practice and practice."

Yan Meiniang nodded in agreement.

Immediately, the two of them came to the back of an ice peak. Yan Mei Niang sat down cross-legged and meditated, and soon entered a state of cultivation.

The reason for looking for the back of an ice peak is because there are wind blades here. Once a person enters the state of cultivation, it is impossible to avoid those wind blades that are extremely difficult to find under normal circumstances. Therefore, one can only rely on the ice peak to remove those wind blades. The blade resisted.

Looking at Yan Meiniang, who entered the cultivation state in the blink of an eye, she smacked her lips: "This girl's cultivation is not very good, but the speed at which she enters the cultivation state is astonishingly fast, which can be called a miracle."

No longer paying attention to Yan Meiniang, Qin Yi's anger sank into his Dantian, and he began to practice "Overlord Fist" meticulously according to his previous practice habits.

He has practiced the basic martial art of "Overlord Fist" countless times. He punches out at will, and it is natural. The strength of the punch is unimaginable, and the air is punched with a loud "pop" sound. .

Now, Qin Yi is confident that even if he faces ordinary practitioners of the fifth realm of Zongdao, he can kill them with just the basic set of "Overlord Fist" without the need for more advanced martial arts.

"Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!"...

Qin Yi practiced the "Overlord Fist" in a methodical manner. The space around him was violently distorted with every punch he made.

Not a moment.

After Qin Yi finished practicing the basic boxing technique of "Overlord Fist", he felt refreshed and every pore on his body was full of energy.

Sitting down cross-legged and meditating, Qin Yi calmed down, and then integrated the golden Senluo Ling condensed with the hard work of the Senluo King in his dantian into his body bit by bit.

After fully integrating Senluo Ling into his body, Qin Yi then added "Diamond Heart Sutra", "Kuafu Steps", "Fate Return Jue", "Three Stances of Overlord", "Daluo Tianshou", "Lingfeng Palm" ”, “Seven Forms of the Demon”, the first, second, third, fourth and fifth martial arts, call them out in sequence and practice them seriously.

In the following days, Qin Yi was like a stone sculpture, sitting cross-legged on the snow, motionless.

The extremely cold land of the Arctic is an extremely dangerous place. Although Qin Yi devoted himself to training, he did not relax his vigilance. He secretly activated his mysterious left hand and radiated the spiritual power that was much stronger than ordinary people, covering a thousand and eighty radius. A range of about a hundred feet.

Within this range, he would be able to notice any disturbance immediately, and then quickly exit the cultivation state to deal with it.

As time passed day by day, the profound energy in Qin Yi's body increased at a rather gratifying speed.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed, and Qin Yi was still sitting cross-legged on the snow, concentrating on his practice without moving.

Fifteen days later.

"Pa bang bang..."

There was a sound of bones transforming inside Qin Yi's body.

As the sound of the bones transforming came out, a majestic inner energy of the sect suddenly came out from his body, and spread out in all directions, blowing away the Yan Mei Niang who was practicing not far away. , they all hit hard.

"ah!"

Yan Meiniang let out a sweet cry, got up in embarrassment, glanced at Qin Yi, and opened her rather attractive red mouth in shock, her jaw shattered: "This is..."