Shocked That My Apprentice Is Actually An Empress

Tianyuan City.

It is the third-ranked city of the Lingyuan tribe. There are many strong people in the city, and it is also one of the cities where the Lingyuan tribe's trade is concentrated.

On this day, two sword lights broke into Tianyuan City and flew towards the City Lord's Mansion.

When many clansmen saw the two sword lights in the air, they knew who was coming.

But they weren't too worried, because these two only killed God Venerable.

After arriving at the City Lord's Mansion, the two of them released their spiritual knowledge.

Fan Lingyue said: "There are half-step realms in it, and there are more than one. It seems that we are lucky this time."

Qin Tian nodded slightly, but his expression was dignified because he had a bad premonition.

He looked at Fan Lingyue, ready to remind her to be careful.

At this moment, the Dao Sword in his Divine Sea gave a warning.

Qin Tian was stunned for a moment, then took Fan Qingyue's hand and teleported directly outside the city.

He shouted, "Run."

Fan Qingyue had some doubts, but did not ask, and let Qin Tian pull and run.

And at this moment, a terrifying breath instantly locked Qin Tian and Fan Qingyue.

At this moment, Fan Qingyue's face also became ugly.

Qin Tian looked at Fan Qingyue: "Have we beat him together?"

Fanqing's moon consciousness spread and probed.

After the investigation, Fan Qingyue's face became even more ugly: "I shouldn't be able to beat him. The opponent is a Taoist clone, and his physical body is particularly strong."

"Should?" Qin Tian whispered, paused, Qin Tian said: "Let's try it together?"

Fan Qingyue frowned slightly, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

But she knew that this time should be informal.

The next moment, she gritted her silver teeth, turned around and hung it on Qin Tian's neck, and performed the secret technique again.

Her sword intent and divine power poured into Qin Tian's body frantically.

Qin Tian's breath began to surge.

At the rear, the ancestor of Lingyuan also noticed that Qin Tian's breath was increasing, but he didn't care at all.

Because it was still too weak for him.

After receiving the sword intent and divine power, Qin Tian's mind moved, and the sword gourd began to tremble.

Time Accelerates, Stacks, Slashes the Divine Sword "Disease!"

The violent blood sword shot back and slashed towards the ancestors of Lingyuan.

Seeing the flying sword of violent blood, the ancestor of Lingyuan was a little surprised, and then he clenched his fingers and slammed it with a fist.

boom!

The terrifying sound of the explosion resounded in the sky, the space was torn apart, and nothing grew.

The ancestors of Lingyuan were directly repelled thousands of feet, and the divine body was slightly dimmed.

Seeing this scene, Qin Tian couldn't help frowning, and he still underestimated Taoism.

At this time, the violent blood sword returned to the sword gourd again, and the two were released from the fit state.

Qin Tian used teleportation to open the distance again and continued to run.

At the same time, he is also restoring the stacking point and the charging blood sword.

He thought about using Dao tools, but he felt that using Dao tools should be useless, because his realm was too low.

The Divine Sword is different, he can receive the bonus of stacking acupoints and swords of the world.

But the Taoist is not affected by these things.

So even if it is strong, it will not be strong enough, and it will also cause backlash.

It's a bit of a loss to use it easily.

Unless he becomes stronger, he can increase the power of the Taoist tool.

Qin Tian relied on teleportation and three stages of wind and thunder to fly away with Fan Qingyue, but the speed of the ancestors of Lingyuan was too fast.

The distance between the two sides kept getting closer. At this time, Fan Qingyue said: "Let's go to the dark building first, where there is a formation, we can temporarily block it for a while."

Qin Tian nodded and flew towards the dark building.

During this process, Qin Tian used three nine-blaze bullets in addition to the three-stage wind and thunder steps and teleportation.

At the same time, Fan Qingyue also used the speed spirit pattern to bless them.

In this way, they escaped to the dark building and started the formation.

A purple light shrouded the entire dark building

As soon as the formation was opened, a rumbling sound was heard.

It was the ancestors of Lingyuan who launched the attack.

The purple mask trembled, Qin Tian observed it.

According to his understanding of the game, this purple light can protect them for up to three hours.

After three hours, they will start to flee again, but where will they flee?

At their speed, they couldn't escape very far.

Is this going to use the instant ring clone?

To be honest, Qin Tian didn't want to use this clone unless he had to.

This avatar he intends to use to deal with the undead soul in the abyss of reincarnation.

He looked at the Taoist ancestors outside and said, "There are also Taoist powerhouses behind me, don't force me."

"Who is behind you?" The ancestor of Lingyuan asked curiously.

"Behind me is the domain of reincarnation, to deal with me is to oppose the domain of reincarnation."

The ancestor of Lingyuan sneered: "There is no evidence, how can you prove that the domain of reincarnation will help you?"

Qin Tian was silent, he really couldn't prove it, because he didn't even know the exercises in the reincarnation domain.

The ancestor of Lingyuan smiled and said: "Don't show this little trick in front of this old man. Today you will all die."

After a pause, Qin Tian looked at Fan Qingyue and asked, "Is there any particularly powerful spirit pattern technique that can make me stronger?"

After Fan Qingyue thought for a moment, her ears turned red.

"I ask you, why are your ears red?" Qin Tian wondered: "You don't have a deeper way of fitting, right?"

Fan Qingyue gave Qin Tian a white look: "What are you thinking about?"

"There is a powerful spiritual pattern in our clan."

"Golden body god pattern."

"It's just that this kind of divine pattern needs to be portrayed all over the body." Speaking of which, Fan Qingyue's voice became quieter.

"Describe to the whole body?" After a pause, Qin Tian said: "Then describe it."

Fan Qingyue bit her lip lightly: "Then take it off."

"Take off?" Qin Tian looked over in confusion.

"How can I paint the Divine Marks all over the body without taking it off?" Fan Qingyue said angrily.

Qin Tian was stunned for a moment, as if this was the reason.

He hesitated, is this really okay.

He looked at Fan Qingyue, and the latter said with a bad face: "Look at me?"

"I am a monk, form is emptiness, and emptiness is form."

Hearing the words, Qin Tian is no longer fickle, practitioners should be informal, not to mention what to do.

Just show him generously.

Immediately Qin Tian went to the room inside, and after taking it off, he shouted, "I'm fine."

He looked at Fan Qingyue who walked in, as long as he was not embarrassed, the embarrassment would be the other party.

Fan Qingyue's eyelids twitched slightly, as if suppressing something.

Then she abandoned her concentration, chanted words in her mouth, her fingers glowed with purple light, and began to paint on Qin Tian.

Soon, some mysterious runes appeared on Qin Tian.

At this moment, Qin Tian felt that his strength was improving in all directions.

It feels very comfortable.