There was still chaos in the crystal wall, with various lights and shadows intertwined, violent energy raged, and cracks spread in the void, making it impossible for everyone to identify the specifics inside the view of Tianyuan Land.

However, the sound of the fight no longer sounded, which made the Mahayana nervous, anxiously locked the crystal wall, wanting to see the specific situation inside.

The energy in the formation was intertwined, and the riots were extremely buzzing, and the sounds were buzzing. It was the golden light guarding formation that was operating.

Under the anxious gaze of everyone, the violent energy gradually calmed down, and the golden light in the sky slowly fell back, and the vast world reappeared in the crystal wall.

Everyone looked at it quickly. There was no tall figure of Chi You or a huge dragon in the vast sky. The group cultivators were shocked and there was an incredible feeling on everyone's faces.

"There is there! That's the ancestor Jiaowei."

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, and the monks nearby looked at it quickly, then turned their heads one after another, looking at the huge crystal wall along the direction of a monk's finger.

Soon, everyone saw a cross-legged body covered by steaming white mist among the scattered huge rocks in a valley.

It was a human body, with a ragged body, a ragged robe and a body covered by large pieces of scars and outturned flesh and blood. The scars on the face were shocking, and almost no part of the body was intact.

From the ragged robe and the still upright sitting cross-legged body, it can be judged that it was the ancestor Jiao Wei. He did not die, but he looked seriously injured and was recovering with all his strength.

"Hahaha... it was fellow Taoist Jiao who won, and the junior surnamed Qin must have been killed by fellow Taoist Jiao."

A shout suddenly sounded among the group cultivators, and the sound was loud, like a vast wave suddenly swept across all directions, entering the ears of tens of thousands of monks.

This is an old man, a Mahayana, and he is obviously standing on the side of Jiaowei's ancestor.

"Fuck, how could Mr. Qin lose?" Liu Xiangfei shouted loudly, staring at the person who was calling. His aura suddenly arose.

At this moment, Liu Xiangfei still firmly believed that Qin Fengming had nothing to do, and this was not something that anyone dared to show.

Si Rong's pretty face was a little pale, and her eyes were full of worry. She searched in the huge crystal wall, but she could not find Qin Fengming's figure.

Not only him, but also the Mahayana, who had close relationship with Qin Fengming, were all solemnly looking for the picture in the crystal wall quickly. The picture is at the perspective of God at this moment, and the range of appearance is extremely vast, with a range of thousands of miles.

It is very obvious that the energy caused by the fight just now was too violent. Ling Yao has raised the surveillance magic array to an extremely high position, worried that the banned spiritual pattern will be damaged by the violent energy.

The improved surveillance perspective means that the image image becomes unclear, and a monk's body is not as big as an ant in a picture of thousands of miles. Everyone needs to search in the picture bit by bit.

"Qin Danjun did not die, there!"

Finally, someone exclaimed, and pointed his finger at a place in the crystal wall. A slight energy touched the crystal wall, and a fluorescent flashed on the surface of the crystal wall.

With coordinate guidance, the monk in front of the crystal wall soon found a small figure in a dense forest.

Using his eyesight, the group cultivator quickly saw the body clearly. It was also a body covered in blood, and his clothes were ragged and could not see his face clearly. However, he could be sure that the body was also sitting cross-legged in a ball of white mist.

The person there was Jiao Wei's ancestor, so this body was naturally Qin Fengming who was fighting with him.

"Fellow Daoist in Void City, quickly enlarge the picture and see the details of the two people." Someone in the crowd shouted, wanting to see the status of the two people clearly.

Without waiting for the group to wait, the twenty crystal murals soon changed, the picture cover narrowed, the scenery in the picture gradually enlarged, and the image became clear until a body appeared clearly in front of everyone.

Qin Fengming, how could it be miserable now?

Most of his clothes were missing, and his body was covered in blood and flesh. No palm-sized skin was intact. Scars with deep bones could be seen everywhere on his body. The flesh was flipped up, which seemed shocking.

As the picture turned, the ancestor Jiao Wei appeared in the picture.

Everyone saw it clearly. The injuries on the Ancestor Jiao Wei's body were slightly lighter than that of Qin Fengming. At least he did not see the naked bones. However, the Ancestor Jiao Wei's body was much more bloody than Qin Fengming.

Si Rong and Yingyi's two women fell into the ground with a huge rock in their hearts, and their faces were covered with blood. The two knew that Qin Fengming's methods were used to have the healing medicine on his body. As long as they did not die, even the serious injuries could be cured.

The two women didn't know Qin Fengming's own terrifying recovery ability, and if they knew, they would be even less worried.

The picture continued to change on the two of them, and everyone soon discovered that Qin Fengming, who was obviously seriously injured, had recovered from his injuries. In just a short cup of tea, several bone scars on his body had been repaired by the new flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood grow rapidly at a visible speed, and the broken flesh regenerates the skin and quickly becomes smooth as if it is not injured.

On the other hand, the ancestor Jiao Wei on the other side, although all the wounds were shrinking rapidly, his body still had flesh and flesh turned outward.

The Mahayana body has a strong self-repair ability. As long as there is no strange poison in the body, even if the skin and flesh are severe, it can be repaired in a short time. Even if the arms, legs and feet are cut off and exploded, new limbs can be reborn with the terrifying power of rebirth.

Both of them were injured in flesh and blood, not fatal, and it was not a problem at all.

"Neither of them is okay!" The group cultivator shouted, his eyes full of awe. Although everyone did not see the real battle between the Dharma body and the dragon, they could guess how tragic the scene was. It was a real close-range hand-to-hand fight. One with the help of a sharp weapon and the other with his own claws, he could collapse the mountain and cut off the rivers with each blow.

As a result, no one killed the other party, and such combat power shocked the group cultivators.

At this time, no one underestimated Qin Fengming anymore. He could fight with the ancestor Jiao Wei, the number one in the spiritual world, for so long, and used various magical powers alternately without losing the upper hand. This shows how powerful Qin Fengming himself is.

At this moment of the battle, both sides attacked and defended each other, but the means came out one after another, and no one gained the upper hand and was still evenly matched.

Neither Qin Fengming nor Jiao Wei took action, but sat cross-legged and restored their own state.

In this battle, physical injuries were secondary, mainly because the two of them were mentally exhausted, which could not be replenished immediately by swallowing pills. After the last blow, the two of them stayed away in a tacit understanding, took their huge bodies and sat down cross-legged.

Qin Fengming had long expected that this battle would be very difficult, but he still underestimated the horror of the dragon clan's physical body. He had already activated the Chiyou True Demon Art and the Treasure-Changing Ghost Refining Art to the extreme, and he still could not use his physical strength to sway the ancestor Jiao Wei, who had a huge dragon body.

Qin Fengming slowly opened his eyes, and the expression on his face was calm. As the fog dissipated, he put on a new clothes. At this moment, the ancestor Jiao Wei in the distance also stood up, changed his clothes, and hovered again in the air.
Chapter completed!