Urban Super Ingot System

In the valley, Ye Qing drilled into a new cave, sat cross-kneeled, and took out the Qingtian Sword.

“The Qingtian Sword is too weak, and I haven’t been promoted to a Saint Soldier yet, but now that I have become a Saint Lord, I must cultivate a more powerful weapon.”

Ye Qing stroked the Qingtian Sword body, muttered to himself, and then brought the Qingtian Sword into the system space, and then took out the holy soldier that had just been suppressed.

This sword weapon, the whole body is white, the sword body flows with a trace of cyan lines, cracks Dao, revealing strong coercion, is a real holy weapon, but unfortunately it is incomplete.

“System, fuse the Saint Soldier, upgrade the Qingtian Sword…” Ye Qing did not hesitate, and directly let the system fuse this incomplete Saint Soldier.

“To fuse the Saint Soldier, you need 50,000 yuan treasure, start fusing…” As the system improvement came, Ye Qing felt a little heartache.

50,000 yuan treasure, just gone, moreover, plus the purchase of two treasure medicines just now cost 50,000, the original 100,000 yuan treasure was completely consumed, and not a single one was left.

Thinking of this, Ye Qing secretly sighed, it seems that when the system is dormant, he will have to work hard to earn yuan treasures, otherwise he will really become a poor ghost.

Sonorous!

A sonorous sound came, waking Ye Qing, and when he looked up, he saw the mutilated holy soldier buzzing and trembling, wanting to resist, but unfortunately it was still split into countless pieces, and then melted into a stream of golden liquid.

As the holy soldier was melted, there was a trace of truth and reason flashing inside, and it quickly merged into the Qingtian Sword.

In an instant, the Qingtian sword hummed, emitting a cheerful sword groan, extremely happy cheers, constant trembling, the breath became stronger and stronger, sharp and unmatched.

A trace of cyan veins spread across the sword body, revealing wisps of terrifying flames, which were the true fire of the sun, although there was only one wisp, but the power was extremely terrifying.

If it weren’t for the material limitations of the Qingtian Sword itself, perhaps the Qingtian Sword would have become a holy soldier long ago, and now it has fused a crippled holy soldier, and immediately advanced to become a real holy soldier.

Recite!

The sword chant came, and the Qingtian sword buzzed, constantly flying around Ye Qing, completely fused, and the upgrade was completed.

A smile appeared on Ye Qing’s face, but he knew that it was not over, he had to cultivate the Qingtian Sword and re-familiarize himself with the power of the Qingtian Sword.

Even, Ye Qing made a decision to use his own strong strength to contain the Qingtian Sword, so that he would continue to become stronger with him, and as long as he continued to cultivate, he could become stronger and stronger.

“Refining!” With a low drink, Ye Qing’s mouth vomited essence and blood, pouring the Qingtian Sword, and the strong will invaded it, turning into a divine hammer that constantly pounded and struck, imprinting the Qingtian Sword with his spiritual will inside and out.

With a sonorous sound, from time to time accompanied by a sword groan, alarming the four wilds, the terrifying blade cut through the void, frightening many fierce beasts.

This sacrifice was a week passed, and on this day, a shocking sword chant suddenly came from the cave, and the powerful sword intent permeated, cutting through the trees and cutting off the rocks.

After a long time, those terrifying sword intents gradually contracted and disappeared, and soon, a figure came out of the cave.

He was Ye Qing, who had completed the thorough cultivation of the Qingtian Sword, collected it in his body, and immersed himself in the chaotic world of Dantian.

After completing the sacrifice, the Qingtian Sword can be regarded as a complete transformation, successfully becoming a holy weapon, with extraordinary power, as long as it is not facing a more powerful weapon, there will be no problem.

“It’s time to go, go to the Eastern Desolation Southern Region…”

Thinking like this, Ye Qing immediately took off into the air, turned into an electric arc and disappeared into the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

He wanted to go to the Eastern Wilderness Southern Region, and at his current speed, it wouldn’t take long to actually reach the vast Eastern Wilderness Land.

However, not long after he left, Ye Qing suddenly stopped his figure and stood high in the air, his eyes staring at a powerful breath in the distance.

“If a strong person comes, at least a Dacheng ancient king.” Ye Qing muttered, feeling the threat from that powerful aura.

It was a Dacheng Ancient King, and it seemed to be coming at him, which made Ye Qing frown, and directly sensed it with the Great Fate Divine Technique, and immediately saw the crisis from it.

“Sure enough, the breath of the dragon came at me, could it be that I killed that dragon to attract it?” Ye Qing had a sneer on her face, did not flee, but waited quietly.

He knew that there was no point in escaping, since the enemy had come to the door, then only by killing could the problem be truly solved.

Rumble!

In the distance, dark clouds rolled over the roof, sweeping the sky, and there was a huge dragon hidden inside, all over the body, which was a Dacheng ancient king of the Frog clan.

I saw a flash of black light, and a middle-aged man appeared not far in front of Ye Qing, his eyes shining with a hint of cold murder, looking at Ye Qing.

He held a foreign treasure in his hand, shining on it, and the position of the light was Ye Qing, and it seemed that this thing found Ye Qing.

“You killed my son Jiaomo?” The middle-aged man spoke, not angry and arrogant, and a dragon power directly pressed up.

That powerful power, with a double-horned horn on his head, exuding a terrifying blue light, a dragon king came to find trouble with Ye Qing, and it was also Jiao Mo’s father.

“Not bad, I killed it, and it happened to stew and eat.” Ye Qing replied lightly.

In an instant, the Dragon King’s face was hideous, his whole body was full of anger, and it swept in with rumbling, and the terrifying aura pressed around Ye Qing, and the air burst.

“Good, good!”

The Dragon King’s gloomy expression said fiercely: “If you dare to kill my son, today I said that I must not erase you, a young cultivator of the Terran race.” ”

“Don’t blame the old man for bullying you with the big and the small.” The Dragon King condensed with a murderous aura.

He threw up the treasure in his hand and immediately turned into a disc, shrouded around the two, isolating an empty area.

This is confinement, not to let Ye Qing escape, let alone send him a message, otherwise it will be difficult to say if you find the strong man behind it.

“Boy, what other last words do you have?” The Dragon King’s face was cold, and the murderous machine suddenly broke out.

Ye Qing’s eyes sharpened, and he hummed: “Last words? I think this should be what I said, since you have come to the door, then let’s have a companion with your son. ”

“Arrogant!” The Dragon King roared angrily, waved his arm, and endless demonic light filled the air, converging into a huge dragon claw and slamming down fiercely.

Looking at the huge dragon claw bombardment, Ye Qing’s surface was calm, his eyes were as plain as water, and he suddenly raised his hand and bombarded it with a palm.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the giant claw was actually shattered, and the powerful power fluctuations swept away the trees around the two, destroying the flowers and plants, and the rocks crumbling into powder.

The powerful qi wave still pushed Ye Qing away a lot of distance, but unscathed, the blow of the king of Dacheng was really extraordinary, but unfortunately it couldn’t hurt him.

“King Dacheng, can you come here?” Ye Qing sneered, stepping into the air step by step.

His words stimulated the Dragon King, as an ancient king, he naturally has a lonely and arrogant heart, but he was stimulated by a junior, how can he tolerate it?

“Junior looking for death!”

The Dragon King roared angrily, his figure disappeared, and he reappeared behind Ye Qing, pressing a claw to the back of Ye Qing’s head, and the dragon’s claws were ringing, penetrating the sky to kill.