The God Clan's Pets: Getting Rich by Raising Ghosts and Taming Beasts

The moonlight was as bright as a silver thread, the night was deep, and a huge crescent moon hung in the inky sky.

The soft moonlight falls on the continuous courtyard mountains, and two figures interweave in this silver light to create an extraordinary contest.

Many animals looked up at the two intertwining figures flashing across the sky.

Qian Xi's figure was like a stepping stone, she crossed several feet in an instant, the dragon bone fractured sky fan in her hand seemed to have merged into her soul, the fan trembled slightly,

An extremely sharp spiritual power suddenly erupted, like a pouring galaxy, with the power to destroy the world, and headed straight for Ye Zhanying.

Facing Qian Xi's fierce attack, Ye Zhanying did not dodge. Instead, he planted his feet firmly on the ground and used his spiritual power to summon a long stick.

The stick is engraved with complex star totems and spiritual runes, the tip of the stick is inlaid with dazzling gems, and the surface is covered with a faint star luster.

The color of the gem changes with the surrounding light. Sometimes it is deep blue like the night sky, sometimes silvery white like moonlight, and sometimes brilliant like a rainbow. Each flow seems to be telling the ancient legend of the stars.

It appears even more mysterious and powerful under the moonlight.

"What a magical weapon! It can actually utilize the power of moonlight!" Qian Xi couldn't help but admire.

Ye Zhanying turned the Chengang Star Staff, and suddenly a tremendous spiritual power surged, which echoed Qianxi's spiritual power from a distance, but was completely different.

That spiritual power was as clear as autumn water and as sharp as ice. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be cut apart, leaving cracks visible to the naked eye.

The two spiritual powers collided, making an earth-shattering collision sound.

Qian Xi barely took it and took several steps back before steadying herself.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, her eyes filled with excitement.

She knew very well that the senior sister's cultivation must be higher than hers, even much stronger.

But being able to fight against such a powerful opponent is a rare opportunity on the path of cultivation.

Qian Xi flicked her wrist, and the original Dragon Bone Heaven-Slashing Fan was transformed into the Dragon Bone Heaven-Slashing Sword that had not appeared for a long time.

The Dragon Bone Heaven-Slaying Sword made a buzzing sound at this time, as if it was as excited as Qian Xi.

Xiao Lan in the sea of ​​consciousness jumped up excitedly. Holy crap, he finally changed his form! !

"My cultivation is higher than yours, especially at night, you are no match for me in a spiritual power contest.

But Junior Sister's fan can actually change into two forms, which really interests me, so I came here to learn from her!"

There was also excitement in Ye Zhanying's eyes.

Qian Xi and Ye Zhanying smiled in tacit understanding and stopped using their spiritual power against each other.

This will be a battle between sword and stick.

"Hah!" Ye Zhanying shouted loudly, his body suddenly rose taller, and his long stick turned into a beautiful lightning, cutting through the sky and colliding head-on with Qian Xi's sword energy.

At that moment, it seemed as if the heaven and earth changed color, and the sword energy and the stick energy intertwined wildly in the air, colliding with a deafening roar and dazzling light.

The sword light was like a dragon, the stick shadow was like a phoenix, and the two were fighting endlessly in the air.

Sometimes the sword suppressed the stick, and sometimes the stick broke the sword. Every strike made the space tremble and made people's hearts palpitate.

The two figures intertwined, and the sword lights and stick shadows intertwined in the air to form gorgeous pictures.

Qian Xi's swordsmanship was agile and graceful, and each strike was aimed directly at the vital points.

Ye Zhanying's stick skills are both hard and soft, with overwhelming force yet delicate and subtle.

As time went by, the battle between the two became more intense, but also more tacit, as if they had already understood each other's minds.

"Junior sister! Who taught you this sword technique? What's your name? I've never seen him before! But you can perfectly block my attacks."

At this time, beads of sweat had already appeared on Ye Zhanying's forehead, but the excitement in his eyes was growing stronger and stronger.

Qian Xi raised an eyebrow and dodged while saying, "Master? I don't have a master."

Where did she get a master in the past eighteen years? If she had to talk about a master, her master was the "Chaos Divine Art".

Qian Xi resisted Sister Yingzi's stick attack and said, "As for the name, let's call it Chaos Sword Technique."

Ye Zhanying laughed loudly: "Junior sister is really talented! She has such a high level of understanding without any teacher!"

"Senior sister's stick skills are superb!" Qian Xi was filled with passion and fighting spirit, and there was not a trace of flattery in his eyes.

"Take my Star River Flow!" At this moment, Ye Zhanying soared into the air and slashed towards Qian Xi with the vastness of the stars.

When the two clashed, the sword energy and the stick energy seemed to come to life. They entangled and merged with each other, forming a series of colorful pictures.

The sword energy was as light and graceful as silk threads. They swirled and intertwined in the air, as if weaving an invisible net that tightly bound Ye Zhanying's stick technique.

The stick energy was like thick clouds, steady and powerful. It constantly impacted and squeezed the sword energy, trying to break it up and devour it.

However, this is not a simple confrontation and suppression, but an exchange and resonance between two forces.

The sword energy and the stick energy learn from and grow with each other in the fusion. Sometimes they interweave into gorgeous rainbows, and sometimes they turn into violent storms, showing endless charm and possibilities.

Ye Zhanying's eyes became brighter and brighter. Although Qian Xi's swordsmanship was unsystematic, it was self-contained and he could easily find her flaws in an instant.

When facing this sword technique, many new and strange moves emerged in her mind uncontrollably.

Qian Xi only felt that Ye Zhanying's stick skills were heavy and steady, and he could always block her attacks steadily.

The two of them actually had an amazing understanding of each other in sword and stick techniques.

One is sharp, the other is steady. One is fierce, the other is heavy.

They complement each other and exist together.

The smile on Qian Xi's lips grew bigger and bigger, and she took the initiative to guide Ye Zhanying's stick techniques.

As time went on, the confrontation between the two became more intense, and the storm formed by the interweaving of sword energy and stick energy almost tore apart the surrounding air.

Qianxi's swordsmanship became more and more agile, and each sword contained a myriad of possible changes.

Ye Zhanying's stick skills became more and more powerful, and each stick seemed to be able to shake the mountains and shatter the stars.

In this confrontation, Qian Xi and Ye Zhanying seemed to have merged into this world, their minds were closely connected with the sword energy and the stick energy.

As the exchanges deepened, the tacit understanding and understanding between them became deeper and deeper, and every confrontation became a touch and communication between their hearts.

When their swords and sticks intertwined again, a wonderful feeling suddenly came over them.

Qian Xi and Ye Zhanying looked at each other, and both saw tacit understanding and shock in each other's eyes.

It was an unprecedented tacit understanding and resonance, as if the two people's minds were completely connected at this moment, and they could sense every subtle movement and intention of each other.

At this moment, Qian Xi's sword and Ye Zhanying's stick seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and began to cooperate with each other in an unprecedented way.

Qian Xi's sword tip lightly lifted, guiding Ye Zhanying's stick to draw a perfect arc in the air;

Ye Zhanying used this power to perfectly combine the ferocity of his stick skills with the agility of Qianxi's swordsmanship.

A completely new way of attack has been formed.