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Chapter 84 Skill Points, Give Me Some!!!

Fang Qingyu had no choice but to admit it.

At this moment, I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed.

The great terror that the other person brings to me during the breathing technique.
At least above the extraordinary level!!!
What should we do now?
Fang Qingyu's first thought was to gather the strength of everyone.

But it was just a brief consideration.

The answer was already in my heart.

Can't beat it.

Even if everyone in the special training class combined, they still couldn't beat them.

The other side could kill them without expending any physical effort at all.

run!?

The stone gate was closed and could not be moved; there was nowhere to run in this place!
Where's the atlas?
Fang Qingyu thought of his cheat code.

boom--

It fell heavily to the ground.

Turn it over immediately.

[Congratulations on defeating the Nine Nether Blood River Goddess, Xuan Yin Corpse Mother follower "Blood Floating Pagoda"! You have gained 1 skill point!]

It only takes a few milliseconds to think.

Fang Qingyu suddenly had an answer in his mind.

He stood up, grabbed Mo Ting, and charged towards the surrounding Blood Floating Pagodas.

He shouted angrily at the same time.

"Tong Ran, take some men and stall that woman!!"

"Only 3 minutes!!"

After the slaps he had just made, Tong Ran was at least still in the mood to fight.

And he is currently the person with the highest combat power besides himself.

This cannot be denied.

Tong Ran, who was standing some distance away, was taken aback when she heard this.

He turned to look at another woman in palace attire who had appeared in the distance, and his heart was in turmoil.

Are you going or not?

Why would Fang Qingyu ask him to go when faced with an unknown entity?

Are you trying to harm me?

"Don't worry, you won't die! Look at me, I'm still alive, why can't you!?"

"You want to admit that a follower of the Gonggong sect is inferior to a mere martial artist like me?!"

Seeing this from afar, Fang Qingyu frantically slaughtered the Blood Buddha in front of him while roaring angrily inside the hall.

As soon as these words came out.

Tong Ran immediately turned red in the eyes and gritted his teeth, abandoning his immediate target and rushing towards the woman.

Losing to Fang Qingyu in the second match was already frustrating enough.

After entering the stone gate, his disgraceful behavior earned him several more slaps.

现在
anyway.

We cannot continue to disgrace ourselves as followers of the Gonggong faith!

Fang Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this and focused all his attention on the surrounding Blood Buddha statues.

Watching the skill points grow steadily.

He roared inwardly.

Give me skill points!!!
Congratulations! Your core skill "Nine Heavens Primordial Contemplation Technique - First Realm" has been upgraded to Lv.4 (2/400)

The 3 skill points vanished instantly, cleared once again.

This moment.

Fang Qingyu trembled violently, and veins bulged on his forehead.

The faint gold and silver patterns on the skin's surface suddenly surged and boiled.

It burst forth with dazzling brilliance under the white light of the luminous pearl.

The pale gold patterns resemble molten gold flowing through the veins, while the silvery-white patterns transform into dragons weaving through the skin.

This time, it didn't just spread to the body.

When the lines spread across the entire face.

Fang Qingyu was like an angry Vajra awakening in a temple.

The hair moves on its own even without wind.

Even the inkstone in his hand was wrapped with gold and silver patterns.

"what--"

The surge of power from the Dragon-Tiger Force Transformation Realm caused Fang Qingyu to unconsciously exhale.

He crushed the gushing blood with his bare left hand.

With his right hand gripping Mo Ting, he slashed the Blood River charging straight at him from a distance of twenty or thirty centimeters with a single stroke.

However, at this moment, there was no energy left to notice the strange phenomenon of the energy slightly extending out of the body.

not enough.

Fang Qingyu sensed the power within his body.

It's still far less terrifying than that woman from before.

Tong Ran's voice rang out from afar.

"Fang Qingyu, are you done yet?!"

"I can't hold on much longer!!"

Suddenly, water ripples burst open beneath Tong Ran's feet, and three water dragons shot into the sky from the cracks in the floor tiles.

This is his most treasured work, "The Twelve Tides of Gonggong".

This was something Fang Qingyu had used before. Each dragon shadow reflected a cold light under the luminous pearl.

Just as the dragon's head was about to bite the hem of the woman in palace attire, she lightly brushed her fingertips across the void.

wow-

Blood suddenly rained down throughout the entire hall.

Those water dragons, carrying immense power, twisted strangely in mid-air.

The deep blue dragon's body was being permeated with blood.

It shrinks continuously, like a punctured water bag.

"A follower of Gonggong?"

For the first time, the woman showed a change of expression, covering her mouth and chuckling softly.

The red coral beads hanging from the gold hair ornament in her hair suddenly fell off.

The countless pearls and jades transformed into scarlet blood droplets, and the Xuanbing Shield that Tong Ran had just condensed was corroded with honeycomb-like holes the moment it came into contact with them.

Several drops of blood pierced through his left shoulder.

Three craters, each half a meter deep, were blasted into the ground.

"Ugh!"

Tong Ran screamed and staggered backward, his icy halberd shattering inch by inch.

As for the others, Tang Lingchuan, Qin Qi, and the others were no better off.

He was even unable to speak.

Fang Qingyu saw this.

Although he was anxious, he kept shouting.

“You’re a follower of Gonggong, damn it, you can’t even last two minutes. If you ever have the chance to meet Gonggong again, he’ll slap you twice across the face.”

"Just one more minute, just one more minute!!!"

They used all sorts of PUA tactics, including provocation and intimidation.

I refuse to believe that Tong Ran can let go of their pride as believers in God!
really
Suddenly, a beast-like roar erupted from Tong Ran's throat as he dug his five fingers deep into the bloody hole in his left shoulder.

"Gonggong above—"

Frost crept into the wound through the gaps between the fingers.

The excruciating pain from being frozen instantly brought him to his senses.

Tong Ran swung the blood-stained icicle into the ground.

The blue bricks of the entire hall cracked with a crisp sound, and what flowed from the cracks was no longer clear water, but waves.

Twelve columns of water shot into the sky.

The woman in palace attire finally put away her mocking smile.

Upon seeing this, Fang Qingyu quickly turned his head away.

He focused his gaze on the Blood Buddha who was retreating continuously.

It's obvious.
They also understand the current situation.

All you need to do is drag it out until the woman in palace attire has a free hand.

They don't have to die.

But there is no time.

If we can't max out our skills before Tong Ran and the others can hold them off.

Those present.

Everyone, including him, must die!
"Ahhhh-"

"Die to me!!!"

Tong Ran has completely gone mad.

Blood kept seeping from his seven orifices.

Twelve water dragons tumbled in the air, then swooped down, completely enveloping the woman in palace attire, forming a water prison.

But it took less than 10 seconds.
The water dragons on the outside began to change color.
A streak of crimson blood continued to spread across his body.

soon.

The water dragon transformed into a blood dragon and began to fawn over the woman.

Xiu pointed her finger in the air.

The twelve blood dragons that Tong Ran had to fight tooth and nail to control instead surged toward him rapidly.

Watching the blood-red color rapidly dilate in my pupils.

Tong Ran felt like she was going to die.

But before he died, he turned his head and roared.

"I held out for three minutes!"

"coming."

boom--

Fang Qingyu's voice rang in his ears.

The twelve blood dragons that surged towards Tong Ran were blasted apart by a single punch.