Chapter 270 Ye Qinghe's True Strength
Chapter 270 Ye Qinghe's True Strength
Chapter 270 Ye Qinghe's True Strength
Ling Yuan realized that after talking for so long, besides knowing that the incredibly handsome young man in front of her was surnamed Ye, she knew nothing else about him. Finally, she snapped out of it and said, "Hey, you surnamed Ye, you still haven't told me how you got here?"
As she spoke, she gracefully stroked her wet hair with one delicate hand.
A few strands of hair clung to her forehead, giving her a look that was both innocent and alluring.
After a flash of fire, her long hair was instantly dried. A few strands of hair brushed against her cheeks, highlighting her snow-white skin and adding to her beauty.
Ye Qinghe smiled. "I've always been here."
"You've been here all along?" Ling Yuan's eyes darted around, revealing a wary expression. She didn't believe a word Ye Qinghe was saying.
Ye Qinghe chuckled indifferently and stared at the other person without saying a word.
Ling Yuan's face quickly flushed red. She was quite annoyed by Ye Qinghe's nonchalant attitude.
In terms of strength, although she was more than a dozen levels higher than her opponent in terms of soul power, her combat power was far inferior.
She could vaguely sense that the other party was hiding their strength.
She frowned her slender eyebrows and said helplessly, "This place used to be a natural cave, not far from the lair of that one-horned fire dragon. It was a place I specifically chose to stay in order to find a suitable ninth spirit ring for myself. If I had known this would happen, I would have smashed this cave to pieces first, otherwise you wouldn't have taken such a big advantage of me."
After saying these words, Ling Yuan glared at Ye Qinghe with some resentment, seemingly still indignant that he had seen her naked body.
Ye Qinghe listened without blushing or skipping a beat. He glanced at the cave, which had become familiar again because of their previous fight, and then sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to begin cultivating.
Seeing that Ye Qinghe would not speak when she asked him questions, Ling Yuan could only stomp her foot in anger and follow suit, sitting down cross-legged to recover the soul power that had been damaged in her battle with Ye Qinghe.
The next day, she was attracted by the aroma of roasting meat. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Ye Qinghe had already brought a rabbit and was roasting it over the fire.
There were still many rabbit fur remnants nearby, and judging from the color of the fur, it seemed to be from a soft-boned rabbit.
"You're awake. Come and have something to eat. I'll go with you to hunt that one-horned fire dragon later."
Ye Qinghe didn't care whether it was hot or not, and casually tore off a rabbit leg.
Ling Yuan took the rabbit leg and ate it. Since this guy had taken such a big advantage of her yesterday, she might as well consider it a little interest she was getting back.
But I must say, the rabbit this kid roasted was really good; crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it tasted absolutely delicious.
In no time at all, the two of them devoured the roasted rabbit.
Ye Qinghe instructed Ling Yuan to burn the leftover skeleton and processed fur with flames.
Half a day later, the two arrived at the location of the Tyrannosaurus Rex.
This is a rocky valley, which appears to be a dormant volcano.
Upon arriving here, Ling Yuan's expression immediately turned serious.
"That one-horned fire dragon lives in the upper crater. I'll go lure it out."
She pointed and said.
"No need." Ye Qinghe didn't waste any words. After releasing his spiritual power to sense the surroundings, seven spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—rose from beneath his feet, instantly putting him into Martial Soul Possession state. A pair of black wings and a tail made entirely of bone joints, with a hook-shaped tip, appeared on his back.
With a flap of his wings, he soared into the sky and instantly transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the crater.
"This guy..." Ling Yuan could only shake her head helplessly.
Not long after, the roar of the One-Horned Fireball Dragon echoed from inside.
Then, one after another, magma balls with diameters exceeding ten feet shot out from the crater, exploding in the air and forming a rain of fire, resembling an apocalyptic scene.
The One-Horned Fire Dragon, despite being called a dragon, is actually just a giant lizard with clawed limbs, a tail with sharp barbs, a body resembling a Triceratops, and a head with only a single sharp horn.
Its body length exceeds 28 meters.
The hallmark of a 100,000-year-old one-horned fire dinosaur is that its body length reaches 30 meters and its horn turns golden. The one-horned fire dinosaur in front of us is over 28 meters long, and part of its horn has already turned golden, so it is undoubtedly over 90,000 years old.
And this magma ball was naturally launched by the one-horned fire dragon in front of us.
"They're quite alert."
Having just dodged several magma balls, Ye Qinghe looked down at the One-Horned Firestorm Dragon and a smirk played on his lips. His seventh spirit ring lit up, instantly entering his Martial Soul True Body state and activating the Evil God Domain. This boosted his own attributes by thirty percent while reducing the One-Horned Firestorm Dragon's attributes by ten percent.
This plunged the entire area into a deathly darkness. It was pitch black; no light could penetrate.
The One-Horned Fiery Dragon was terrified when it saw that Ye Qinghe's Martial Soul True Form was the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. Its first instinct was to run away, but it was trapped in the darkness created by the Evil God's Domain and could not move at all.
Even mental power could not lock onto Ye Qinghe.
Left with no other choice, they had to launch more magma balls to create a saturation attack.
Ye Qinghe's sixth soul ring had lit up at some point, and he activated his ethereal form to watch the one-horned fire dragon whose body and soul power were being continuously eroded by the evil god's domain.
At this moment, he finally realized the power of this super martial soul.
Once you draw your opponent into this area, they become a sitting duck.
However, the destructive power of this one-horned fire dragon is indeed strong enough. Under the continuous bombardment of magma balls, the evil god's domain has already shown signs of breaking.
Ye Qinghe would naturally not do something as foolish as Qian Renxue in the original story, allowing Tang San to destroy and break his domain.
A domain is meant to aid in combat, not to be wasted.
"Perfect, let's use this beast to test the power of the Divine Shock Thorn now."
Ye Qinghe's forehead glowed with purple light. This purple light was not conspicuous in the Evil God's Domain, but it still allowed the One-Horned Fire Dragon to find his location. Flames erupted from its mouth, gathering all its soul power, and it was about to attack when, in an instant, its head felt as if it had been stabbed by a sharp cone, and its mental power suddenly felt a sharp pain.
Even though it had cultivated for over 90,000 years and possessed exceptionally strong mental power, it still felt dizzy and disoriented after being attacked.
With this slight delay, Ye Qinghe propelled himself forward with his left leg, instantly teleporting into the crater beneath the One-Horned Fire Dragon. At the same time, his sixth, second, and fifth spirit rings lit up simultaneously. Entering the Explosive Kill and Wrath of the Evil God states, he unleashed thousands upon thousands of chaotic Evil God Light beams.
Amidst a barrage of attacks, the massive body of the One-Horned Firestorm Dragon was flung away like a tattered sack, landing on Spirit Kite.
"I went too far. Quickly kill it," Ye Qinghe transmitted to Ling Yuan from within the Evil God's Domain.
Although Ling Yuan was shocked by Ye Qinghe's strength, which was able to defeat such a powerful soul beast in such a short time, she did not dare to delay and entered the Martial Soul True Body state. Her eighth soul ring lit up, and countless fire arrows pierced through the remains of the one-horned fire dragon, extinguishing its last trace of life.
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