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Seeing Jiang Ping's eyes, Zhu Li couldn't help but feel a hint of fear in his heart.

What powerful eyes are these?

Those circles of cold purple ripples, like the cycle of life and death, can spy on everything.

If the scarlet eyes before represented coldness, darkness, and hatred, then the current pair of eyes represented divinity, life, death, and reincarnation.

Samsara Eye!

"What a powerful eye power..."

He knows about the spiritual eye system.

A superpower with nothing special.

But he didn't expect that he would be able to see such a powerful pair of spiritual eyes now. Those powerful pupils would make people feel uneasy just by looking at them.

And the Dragon's Breath, which represented the most powerful attack method of the ancient dragon clan, was easily defeated by Jiang Ping.

For the first time, Zhuli felt a little afraid of the human being in front of him.

"If this is all your strength, it would be so disappointing." Jiang Ping slowly lowered his palms, his samsara eyes exuding the power to see through life and death.

In front of these eyes, everything is in vain.

"Hmph, you are so arrogant, the victory is not over yet!"

Zhuli shouted angrily, and his huge body rushed towards Jiang Ping again.

This time, the opponent doesn't have the tall golden energy giant to protect him. It wants to see how Jiang Ping can resist its attack!

Seeing Zhu Li flying over, Jiang Ping's figure remained motionless, and the pupils of his Samsara Eyes condensed.

Shinra Tianzheng!

"Boom!"

In an instant, an extremely powerful force centered on him and quickly exploded out to the surroundings. The invisible force hit Zhuli hard.

"boom!"

The body of the ancient dragon, which was as huge as a hill, was directly knocked away by the invisible force.

Zhuli suddenly felt that the strength in his body had been knocked out of his body, and he was dizzy. His strong body felt like it was being crushed inch by inch, and the pain was excruciating.

Together with the remaining ruins of Storm Fortress, they were directly razed to the ground by the power of Shinra Tianzheng.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhuli fell on a mountain peak, his breath was disordered, and he had to change from the ancient dragon's true form back to his human form. His breath was weak and he was very embarrassed.

"The Storm King...is nothing more than that."

Jiang Ping's footsteps slowly hung in the air, flying into the air without any external force, looking down at Zhuli.

The sun was shining brightly behind him, overlapping with it.

At this moment, he is like a god!

"Hand over your sacred power, or die!"

Jiang Ping issued a cold judgment.

"Hmph, you want divine power? Stop wishing and kill me!"

Zhuli snorted coldly.

Even if he is defeated, he still maintains the pride of the ancient dragon clan - that is, the ancient dragon clan will never bow to humans!

"If you want to die, I will make it happen for you."

Jiang Ping slowly raised his palm, the power of his Samsara Eye was concentrating, and he was about to kill Zhuli with a shot of the Divine Strike.

At this moment, a gentle wind blew between heaven and earth, and a figure came with the wind, as smart as the wind.

One hand slapped away Jiang Ping's raised palm.

Jiang Ping did not fight back, because the person who came was exactly the person he was looking for—Xi Congqing!

At this moment, Xi Congqing was no longer the simple and agile person in Jiang Ping's impression. Instead, he was wearing a dark blue phoenix robe, a phoenix crown on his head, sharp eyebrows, and the power of the wind lingering all over his body.

"Congqing."

Seeing Xi Congqing, Jiang Ping's face finally softened, and there was a hint of joy.

"Congqing, they didn't do anything to you, right?"

When the people from Storm City captured Xi Congqing, Jiang Ping was unable to save her.

He was worried that something would happen to Xi Congqing because of this.

Now that he saw that she was fine, Jiang Ping finally felt relieved.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern." Xi Congqing's face was a little cold, and his tone was not familiar at all.

It was as if Jiang Ping was just a stranger to her.

"Congqing, he is our enemy in Storm City, kill him!" Seeing Xi Congqing coming, Zhuli's face lit up and he shouted loudly.

However, his words had not yet received a response from Xi Congqing, which aroused Jiang Ping's displeasure.

He raised his hand decisively and shot out an invisible burst of energy.

But Xi Congqing also took action. He raised his jade hand and summoned a ball of breeze to neutralize Jiang Ping's attack.

Jiang Ping frowned: "Congqing, why do you want to help him?"

"Because now I am the master of Storm City - the Lord of Storms

. ” She said calmly.

“Lord of the Storm? ?”

“That’s right, Congqing has become the new master of our Storm City. She will lead our Storm City to glory and become the strongest force on the continent!” Zhu Li bowed and shouted.

“You actually became the Lord of the Storm? Are you threatened by them? Don’t be afraid, I’m here to save you now. They are not my opponents. Just follow me.” Jiang Ping said hurriedly, reaching out to pull Xi Congqing.

In return, Xi Congqing coldly refused,

“Why should I leave? Now I am the Lord of the Storm, with unprecedented power, I no longer need anyone to protect me, and no one can kidnap me again.”

“What can I get if I go back with you?”

Jiang Ping was stunned, staring blankly at Xi Congqing’s cold eyes, and murmured:

“Are you hating me... for not being able to save you back then? "

"I don't hate you. If I hadn't come to Storm City, I wouldn't have become the Lord of Storms. I should thank you." Xi Congqing showed a beautiful but strange smile on her face,

"Now, I am the Lord of Storms!"

As her words fell, the surrounding winds blew up, and the wind elements between heaven and earth moved as she wished.

Even Zhu Li just now couldn't manipulate all the wind elements as freely as she did.

Jiang Ping frowned tightly,

"Congqing, you..."

"From now on, please call me the Lord of Storms." Xi Congqing looked at Jiang Ping indifferently, not avoiding his Samsara Eye at all.

The cold words made Jiang Ping clench his fists, and his nails dug deep into his flesh.

"For the sake of our past feelings, I can let you go for destroying my seven Storm Fortresses today, but if there is a next time, I will never let you go. "Xi Congqing said.

"No need to wait for the next time. This time, I came here not only to save you, but also to get the sacred power of your Storm City. So, let's do it."

Jiang Ping finally loosened his palm, his expression returned to calm, and his Samsara Eye exuded cold pupil power.

"Sacred power... This thing is also a hidden danger in our Storm City. Since you want it so much, I'll give it to you."

As he said, Xi Congqing suddenly loosened his palm, and a fist-sized golden light slowly flew into the air, exuding divine power...

"Is this... the real sacred power?"

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