Chapter 1207 The Immortal Zhu Qingyang

Mobile direct access: m.xinwanben.com

True dragon blood, even in the heavens and worlds, is one of the best divine veins!

The real dragon blood in Qin Yi's body is only one-tenth of the concentration, and he can ignore Jin Batian and others!

Not to mention, Qin Yi once used the gossip array of mountains and rivers to kill a saint!

The battle of Taixu Mountain.

Using his body as the eye of the formation, Qin Yi forcibly used the power of the Eight Trigrams Formation to kill the Eight Treasure Arhat, and in the end he was also seriously injured.

But in fact, in that battle, Qin Yi's gains were not insignificant.

With the body of a real dragon, standing up after breaking, the strength of the body has increased by several chips!

The strength of the whole body even breaks through the power of fifty heavenly dragons, reaching the power of one hundred heavenly dragons, and the realm advances by leaps and bounds!

With a majestic vigor, Qin Yi is not afraid of even ordinary warriors who have achieved five or six layers of feathers, let alone these holy sons.

For example, Jin Batian, who claims to be able to resist the next-level weapon, Qin Yi can blow it up with a single punch, so he naturally looks down on Jin Batian and others!

"If there's anyone I like more, it's Zhu Qingyang!"

Qin Yi swept across the stage lazily, and said unhurriedly.

"Why?"

Su Ying asked.

In her opinion, Jin Batian and Zhu Qingyang are in the realm of ascension, and there is not much difference in cultivation.

On the contrary, Su Ying is more optimistic about Jin Batian. After all, Jin Batian is physically invincible and invincible.

"That pair of wings behind Zhu Qingyang is a holy weapon."

Qin Yi shook the teacup, his expression calm.

"what?"

Su Ying was startled immediately, and suddenly looked at the pair of silver wings behind Zhu Qingyang.

She originally thought that the wings on Zhu Qingyang's back might be extremely powerful, but she also guessed that it was a top-tier weapon of Tianpin.

Never thought that those wings turned out to be a holy weapon!

You know, even some saints might not necessarily own a holy weapon.

This Zhu Qingyang is just a feathered warrior, but he owns a holy weapon, which makes Su Ying not surprised.

"Jin Batian claims to be unparalleled in body, but a holy artifact is enough to break his body!"

Su Ying sighed.

Sure enough, Jin Batian and Zhu Qingyang fought hundreds of moves, and the two sides were helpless. When Zhu Qingyang used the silver wings on his back, he easily knocked Jin Batian off the ring.

The people around were silent, shocked by the richness of the Tatian faction.

Unexpectedly, for the marriage recruitment meeting in the Ice and Snow Palace, the Tatian faction even gave Zhu Qingyang a sacred weapon.

A group of young kings also had gloomy faces, they didn't have holy artifacts in their hands.

The sacred weapon on Zhu Qingyang's body can be said to have pulled them apart by a large margin in terms of combat power.

Even if Zhu Qingyang couldn't use all the power of the holy weapon, but with only a little power of the silver wings, he was defeated!

Immediately afterwards, Tian Jianzi also came to the stage to fight Zhu Qingyang.

Tian Jianzi's swordsmanship was outstanding, his sword surpassed the heavens, but he was still defeated by Zhu Qingyang.

"Hahaha, Tian Jianzi, you also have today!"

Zhu Qingyang stood on the stage, laughing loudly.

"If it weren't for the holy artifact behind you, how could I have lost to you!"

Tian Jianzi looked ugly and snorted coldly.

"If you lose, you are defeated. If you refuse to accept it, you can also take out your sacred artifact from Yijian Palace and fight me again!"

Zhu Qingyang didn't care.

This time, he came here to win the marriage recruitment conference, but he was able to defeat his old enemy, so he couldn't help but be in a good mood.

"Humph!"

Tian Jianzi snorted coldly, turned around and walked off the stage.

"Hahaha, whoever wants to fight Lao Tzu, just come up!"

Zhu Qingyang laughed loudly, a pair of silver wings shone with divine brilliance, coercing one side.