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Chapter 516: The Strongest Black Wind! (Add more 8/10 for the wind to blow the milk hood down)


Chapter 516: The Strongest Black Wind!

(Add more 810 for the wind to blow the milk hood downward) What is the strongest in Ye Qingshan?

Strength?

System?

Or is it the amazing potential?

No, none of this is true, the most terrifying thing about Ye Qingshan is his intuition!

From the beginning of being born into this world until now.

Ye Qingshan has experienced countless choices, but every time he chooses, as long as Ye Qingshan follows his intuition, he will definitely turn evil into good fortune.

Ye Qingshan didn't try to deny his intuition, but the price of denial was painful!

What makes Ye Qingshan remember most is Duan Yu, when he saw Duan Yu for the first time, Ye Qing had an inexplicable disgust in his heart, after that, Ye Qingshan had seen Duan Yu many times, but every time he met Duan Yu, he would give himself a bad feeling, but in the face of Duan Yu's superb acting skills and schemes, Ye Qingshan chose to ignore the intuitive judgment in his heart again and again.

And it is precisely because of Ye Qingshan's denial again and again that Ye Qingshan has to leave his hometown at this moment, just like a rootless duckweed, drifting all over the world.

And just now, looking at the Ninth Master and the Seraphic Angel who were fighting together in the sky, Ye Qingshan had a terrible premonition in his mind - the Ninth Master was going to die!

The feeling was so strong that it was as if I knew the future.

Obviously, the Ninth Master is only at a disadvantage at the moment, and he is far from the level of death, but in Ye Qingshan's heart, there is a strong feeling telling Ye Qingshan that what he sees is only the appearance, and it won't be long before the Seraphic Angel will kill the Ninth Master!

And the only two opportunities that can change the fate of the Ninth Master's death are himself, and the other is Xiangliu, who is struggling to break free from the seal at the moment.

And at this time, Ye Qingshan was faced with a choice again, one was to believe in intuition, believing that Xiang Liu could break free from the chains of imprisonment and reverse the unfavorable situation in front of him after the fatal blow of the Seraph under his crotch!

The other is to believe what he sees with his eyes, and quietly wait here for Xiangliu to break free from the seal of imprisonment.

The former is fraught with uncertainty and danger, while the latter is clearly more secure.

How to choose?

Ye Qingshan made the answer with action!

Heavy breathing, big drops of sweat dripping from his pale sideburns, trembling hands holding the thick bronze totem pole, under the surging qi and blood in the body, the churning ink in the chest wrapped around the whole body of the ninth master, converging into a set of ink-colored armor.

Staring at the Seraphic Angel in front of him and feeling the exhaustion of his body, the Ninth Master did not choose to compromise, but his eyes flashed with a surging battle intent!

As a man of the Jiuli clan, he should fight like a man!

A low roar resounded through the four fields, his hands clenched the bronze totem poles, the thick arm muscles were tied together, accompanied by the terrifying power churning, and the dark green tendons were like dragons.

"Kill!"

The bronze totem pole with a length of one zhang and a thick human waist shone with dazzling brilliance, and the terrifying power rose in the totem, and the surrounding air was instantly exploded, and the space shook for a while, as if it was about to be shattered in the next second!

In the face of the attack of the Ninth Master, the Seraphic Angel looked indifferent, it was a kind of indifference without the slightest emotion, the long sword with white flames rising in his hand tore through the air, with a series of subtle spatial cracks, the long sword and the bronze totem pole collided together, and the terrifying power resounded in the heavens and the earth with a loud sound like rolling thunder!

Powerful!

Well deservedly powerful!

Although the two sides were hostile, Ye Qingshan still had to admit the strength of the Seraph!

Ye Qingshan, who was hidden not far from the two sides, stared at the near-devastating battle in front of him, his dark eyes flashing solemnly.

The battle in front of him is still going on, the strength of the Seraphic Angel is beyond doubt, although the Ninth Master tried to counterattack several times, but was resolved by the Seraph, and in the face of the Seraph's attack, although the Ninth Master was in a very poor state, he was just able to face it calmly.

Everything in front of him was different from what Ye Qingshan expected, although the state of the Ninth Master was bad, it didn't look like he would be killed in a short period of time, could it be that his intuition was wrong?

Ye Qingshan hesitated a little.

And at this moment, just when Ye Qingshan hesitated, an unexpected accident appeared, the Ninth Master, who had been back and forth with the Seraphic Angel before, had a pale appearance on his tough facial features, and the armor that was shrouded around the Ninth Master and evolved from the Mo Ji Totem and the Nine Masters' qi and blood shattered in an instant at this moment!

The Seraph, who was fighting with the Ninth Master, flashed an indifferent cold light in his eyes at this moment, and the ten wings on his back shook in the next moment, and his body flew in the direction of the Ninth Master at an extremely fast speed, and the long sword with white flames stabbed towards the head of the Ninth Master with an incomparable terrifying speed.

And at this moment, not far from the fierce battle between the two sides, Ye Qingshan, who had been hidden, broke out!

On Ye Qingshan's ten-meter-long body, black power began to spread from Ye Qingshan's chest to all directions, and a black bear with a body length of thirty meters and a pitch-black body all over appeared on this battlefield, just like a small mountain.

A touch of blood red flashed in Ye Qingshan's jet-black beast pupils with a touch of gold.

Ye Qingshan, who was at the peak of the third-level great demon, could burst out with the power of the peak of the eighth-level great demon with various bonuses, and after turning on the bloodthirsty fury at this moment, Ye Qingshan's strength instantly reached the peak of the ninth level!

At the moment when Ye Qingshan reached the peak strength of the ninth level, Ye Qingshan vaguely felt the faint information transmitted to him by the golden blood and ink-colored demonic power in his body, as if as long as Ye Qingshan was willing, he could have the most powerful and terrifying power in this era, but Ye Qingshan didn't care about this.

The next moment, staring at the Seraphic Angel in front of him, looking at the flaming sword in his hand that was about to pierce the head of the Ninth Master, a low roar full of supreme majesty resounded in this heaven and earth!

The sky cracked, and countless black furious dragons gathered together, and a wind blade as black as a black hole tore through the space, and instantly slashed at the Seraph's long sword at a terrifying speed close to the speed of light.

"Click!"

The Seraph's long sword shattered and turned into white flames in the sky, and the Ninth Master also took advantage of this opportunity to distance himself from the Seraphic Angel in an instant.

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As for Ye Qingshan?

At this moment, he was slumped on the ground, unlike Ye Qingshan, who was full of supreme majesty in the last second, his breath was extremely weak now, and he was even so weak that he needed to lie on the ground.

Unlike any of the previous ones, the black wind that tore through the space with the blow just now was the strongest move that Ye Qingshan could play in this state, there was no one!

And to be able to raise the power of the black wind to the terrifying level of tearing the space, the price that needs to be paid is naturally terrifying, for this blow to the black wind, all the power of Ye Qingshan's previous ninth-level demon peak was withdrawn, and in less than a second, Ye Qingshan was forced to break away from the bloodthirsty and furious state.

In other words, from this moment on, Ye Qingshan, who has completely lost his ability to fight, will no longer be able to control this battle.

The sky, staring at the white flames in front of him that had not recovered for a long time, looking at the Ninth Master who was wheezing not far away, and looking at Ye Qingshan, who had completely lost his ability to fight, on the ground, the Seraphic Angel had indifference in his eyes: "Very strong, with your strength, you can actually burst out with such a powerful power, even in ancient times, you can be called a genius of the heavens, but it's a pity that you are going to die!"

” Lying on the ground, looking at the indifferent Seraphic Angel in front of him, Ye Qingshan was not afraid, and a smile appeared on his furry face: "No, it's you who really want to die!"

” frowned, looking at Ye Qingshan, who did not have the slightest fear in his expression, the Seraphic Angel's eyes were filled with a touch of doubt: "I ......"

The next moment, before the Seraphs could finish speaking, Xiangliu, which was as huge as a mountain range, appeared behind the Seraphs at some point, and eighteen pairs of indifferent snake eyes stared at the Seraphs in front of him playfully: "Haha, birdman, go to death!"

” A big mouth of blood: "Boom!"