The youkai who were preparing to fight were stunned by the sight in front of them: those purple-black fireballs that flew from the sky gradually disappeared, as if they had been erased by some overwhelming force, and that overwhelming power, undeniably, was the light from under their feet.

A silent and dramatic duel took place in the sky of Heming.

Countless fireballs flew down like rain, the cold breath and the scorching temperature, mixed with the ferocity and brutality that made everyone fearful, but the fireballs full of danger and violence suddenly weakened their momentum when they were three or four feet above the ground, and about one zhang closer, they were all extinguished and disappeared into the air.

The disparity in strength eliminated most of the panic and fear, and the arrogance of the crowd also increased a lot, and the confidence of victory also increased in the face of the large number of artifacts that were already able to use their abilities to fight.

A black hazy mist obscured the overhead, and the bright and clear light intertwined the entire Heming ground.

Resistance and counterattack are carried out in the order of development in the plan.

The blue fire burned one after another of the creatures that were contained, and the youkai took turns fighting and resting in the spatial barrier, and although the creations were "outnumbered" and tireless, the effective rotational tactics and mutual cooperation, coupled with the assistance of the Yin Fire that restrained the creations, the creations were destroyed one by one, and although the youkai were injured, they were all fine.

The netting of the sky raises the shield and covers the entire Heming.

Feng Yi suppressed the Liuhe Wind and Rain Array and the purple-black fireball.

Everything went according to plan, like a well-arranged play.

The purple-black fireball seemed to have an endless stream of power with the violent emotions of nothing, constantly falling to the ground, but it fell to the ground forever.

Suddenly, a penetrating high-frequency sound passed through the sky above Heming, shaking the air and sweeping up faintly visible wind patterns.

The youkai are already sensitive to sound, and many of them are affected by it, but the manic mood of the skyrocketing of nothing has dropped sharply under the impact of the sound waves.

The dark red incantation on Wuwu's neck faded suddenly, and the consciousness he had drowned in hatred and anger gradually recovered, but his heart did not have emotions similar to happiness for this, only infinite and oppressive fear and panic.

He adjusted his breath, regrouped his psionic energy, and raised his hand alof.

Purple-black fire surrounded his arm, and in an instant, the fireballs that had originally fallen to the ground gathered on his arm, and then, all the flames turned into a flash of fire, and it shot straight into the mist in the sky.

When the flames rushed into the sky, Xuan Qi had already waved his hand and threw away a red jade ring, and the fire light from nothing happened to rush into the red jade ring, only to see the red jade ring trembling, constantly splitting new rings to disperse the power of the flames.

Soon, the red jade rings that scattered one after another covered the entire Heming, and when it reached the ground, it was all still. Purple-black flames of light also disappeared from the ruby ring.

However, this is only a short period of stabilization.

Soon, I saw that the formations and spirit runes on the sky-covering net began to dim the light, and when all the light disappeared, the misty mist dissipated in an instant.

The moonlight starlight shone through the barrier formed by the red jade ring, mixed with the red light of the red jade ring and the purple-black firelight, dyeing the entire Heming with a pale layer of water red.

The color of the dark red spell around Nothing's neck has reverted to its original dark color.

With a crazy grin on his face, the eight heavens and earths appeared with golden light and began to create a connecting passage.

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt, as if a thousand forces descended from the sky, and a thunderbolt blade struck nothing.

Nothing carries a purple-black fire and collides with the Thunder Light Blade.

The banging and deafening sound shook the entire Heming, as if the sky was shaking.

When the mist generated by the collision between the cold air and the firelight dissipated, I saw a man in a red robe and silver armor holding a Fang Tian halberd with a black handle and a silver blade floating in the air.

The man's gaze was as cold as ice, and the cold light and blue lightning swirled around him, clearing the cold arrogance. And nothing goes nowhere, and the Eight Heavens and Earths have disappeared again.

Xuanqi looked at the sky, and saw that the ears of Fang Tianhalberd in the man's hand were like silver moons, with a cold light on it, and on the tip of the spear, it seemed to be decorated with a little starlight, but the starlight was cold and dazzling. There seemed to be clouds around it, and there was nothing on closer inspection.

Silver Moon Hook Cloud Halberd.

He took a closer look at the man's appearance and was sure that he was the Dongsheng priest of Yingzhou.

Xuanqi looked at the Dongsheng priest who suddenly appeared, collected the spiritual energy, and all the red jade rings retracted into one and flew back into Xuanqi's hands.

When Mo Sanci looked at the man in the sky who seemed to be very powerful and probably belonged to the gods, the man also looked at her, and his cold gaze fell on Feng Yi.

The battle intent floating on Dong Sheng's body stimulated the cold light and blue electricity around him, and their power became even stronger.

He stepped on the ice, leaped a few steps, and then fell down, heading straight for Feng Yi.

The gravity of Dongsheng's fall brought a wave of vibration, and the cold air drifted away, and Mo Sanci had already heard the sound of "呲呑" when the blue lightning was wandering away.

Feng Yi opened his eyes and collected the spiritual energy, and the flame array on the ground did not disappear when he received the spiritual energy.

He got up and said, "I'm going to meet a friend, you stay here and don't run around." ”

"I'm not a child, how can I run around. Mo Sanci was dissatisfied with the words of the seal.

A smile appeared in Feng Yi's eyes, and he said, "I'll be back soon." After speaking, he walked to Dongsheng, who fell four or five zhang in front of the formation.

Mo Sanci looked at Feng Yi's back, and simply sat down facing Feng Yi, slandering in his heart: It's so close, where is the uneasy advice.

She touched the array on the ground, and her heart was sullen.

Looking at Heming's current situation, there are definitely important things happening that she doesn't know.

And as far as the eye could see in front of her, Feng Yi had already arrived in front of Dongsheng.

The Silver Moon Hook Cloud Spear in Dong Sheng's hand shone with a cold light, and his body moved slightly, disappearing in an instant after the slight movement.

After Dongsheng disappeared, there was a cold light like a stream of ice in the sealing intention around the whirlpool.

Everywhere the cold light passed, there were wisps of floating clouds moving with the wind above the layers of ice lines, but everywhere they floated, they were occupied by the cold breath.

The cold air became more and more intense, and when it was at its peak, the cold air like floating clouds suddenly dispersed, but the layers of ice suddenly collapsed at that time, forming a dark whirlpool.

The vortex quickly shrank and disappeared.

The surroundings were sealed with a thick layer of ice, and only the sealed array was intact.

Dongsheng's expression was cold, this was not the result he wanted to see!

"It looks like the winner has been decided. ”

The sound of sealing Yi came from behind him, and the silver moon hook cloud halberd in Dong Sheng's hand hooked out a light blade.

Seal deftly dodged the Lightblade, which shattered a nearby freeze.