The same Bingluan, different verve!

The magic power used by the magic weapon Bingluan Thousand Illusion Ruler is not far from the previous transformation and condensation, at first glance, it seems that it is not far apart, but as long as you pay a little attention, you will find the gap between heaven and earth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

His expression was condensed, and his left hand was pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and a touch of red light appeared.

At this time, Bingluan was different from before, it was no longer arbitrary, and looking at its appearance, He Yanming obviously used his bloodline to attract the soul of Bingluan of the magic weapon itself.

"Snort"

In an instant, the spatial distance between Xuan Chou and He Yanming, first the cold air condensed in a vacuum, and then there was a sound like a cracked silk, and when everything was shocked, the cold light flashed in front of him, and an ice-blue luan claw was already grasped on his chest.

In an instant, it could be seen faintly that behind the ice blue luan's claws, a pair of sharp eyes full of cold and coldness were flashing with cruel light.

"Humph!"

Broken sorrow snorted coldly, did not dodge or dodge, stretched out his left hand from between his eyebrows, met the fierce luan claw, and pointed out.

"Boom"

The crimson flames poured out, refining like a rainbow, incinerating the vacuum, rumbling and shaking, as if on the blazing yellow sand, a fiery dragon broke out of the volcano, carrying endless lava, amazing heat, roaring in the sky.

Suddenly, even the cold air of Zhou Tian was trembling, and there were signs of dissolving.

At this time, on the tip of Duan Chou's left finger, a little red was as bright as a fiery sun, and a fiery red flame dragon burst out and collided with the oncoming Bingluan.

In an instant, the confrontation between ice and fire, the confrontation between cold and heat, on this cold smoke island, stirred and spread, bursting with infinite brilliance.

Among them, there are crystal ice cubes, dazzling sparks, and even more strange changes of the four seasons.

Duan Chou and He Yanming were also in the confrontation between Yanlong and Bingluan, and they were respectively shocked by the terrifying aura that erupted in an instant, and flew upside down more than ten zhang away.

When the smoke disappeared, I raised my eyes to look, but I saw that in the open space between the two, a large hole was suddenly revealed, half of the scorched earth and half of the frost, converging into a separation of yin and yang like Tai Chi, which was a different scene.

Broken sorrow was behind him, his robe hunted in the wind, the sky above his head trembled and hummed, the sword aura was strong, and the red light that erupted from the angry flame dragon was no longer visible.

A blush flashed on He Yanming's face, as if he was surging against the blood, and the Bingluan Thousand Illusion Ruler in front of him trembled slightly, if he was infinitely unwilling, he was full of eagerness to try.

"Samadhi is really hot!"

He Yanming gritted his teeth and said, the flame dragon was clearly condensed by the Samadhi True Fire, he never thought that Xuan Chou would still have such a terrifying fire control supernatural power.

Especially the samadhi true fire, although the other party has not yet refined the true fire to the fullest, but its own characteristics of burning mountains and boiling the sea, rising in water, and not extinguishing, are just enough to restrain his Bingluan supernatural power.

But now, the sorrow is too lazy to deal with the other party, and it takes a lot of words, but with supernatural powers, everything else is false.

The sleeves of the robe are unfurled, full of golden light and bright, layered, hazy and dazzling.

But it is a golden rope, overflowing in the air, under the cover of the sky.

The golden rope was divided into nine sections, and it was full of sigils, and as soon as it poked out of the cuffs, it was elongated by the wind, swimming like a dragon in the vacuum, connecting the heavens and the earth, and bound towards He Yanming on the opposite side.

Successfully forced out the opponent's hole cards, no longer scruples, a spirit treasure, no longer cover up, as soon as he shot, he sacrificed the dragon rope, and wanted to capture the old monster in one fell swoop.

Under the indifferent gaze of Broken Sorrow, He Yanming's expression was awe-inspiring, and his indignation suddenly disappeared, and the whole person became frightened, and he could see that the whole world was covered with golden light, and his eyes were covered with ropes, full of flaws, like a sky net, under the hood.

Immediately, the sound of squeezing and tearing kept coming from the sea of ice, and there seemed to be a vast heaven and earth constantly oppressing and contracting.

At the same time, the golden rope was cruising and entwining, and the thirty-six sigils on it were all bright, shining with a soft golden light, which was extremely warm, making people unconsciously sink their minds into it, drowsy, and unwilling to resist.

"Huh!!"

At this moment, there was a shocking roar in the sky, and in the case of no one moving, Bingluan Thousand Illusion Rulers, hanging down an ice blue crystal curtain to firmly protect its master, and then counterattacked in the air, swinging out the sky with a shadow of a ruler, and competing with the dragon rope.

"This is"

In the sound of Luanming, He Yanming suddenly woke up and was shocked, he could hardly control himself, a monk of his level had some understanding of the strength and weakness of the magic weapon, and in this moment, he clearly felt an extreme danger.

It was a kind of horror that life could not be controlled by oneself, especially when I saw the terrifying rope that was fast and approaching, like a snake entangled, like a dragon coiling, and almost caught by a sky net, my heart was even colder, as if the blood around my body was also condensed by it.

If it weren't, at the most critical moment, Bingluan Thousand Illusion Ruler protected itself and hung down an ice-blue barrier, enveloping He Yanming's body above and below, I am afraid that he would not even have this terrifying time, and he would fall into an endless sleep.

Just kidding, the dragon binding rope is an acquired spirit treasure-level existence, and in the mythology of the previous life, even the real person of the golden immortal Huanglong was bound and captured by it, and he had no power to resist.

With supreme power, with the cultivation of broken sorrow increasing day by day, this spiritual treasure that shocked the god gradually revealed the invincible power of the blocker.

This He Yanming, although after awakening the Bingluan bloodline in his body, has the power of almost returning to the true realm, but it is almost close, even if he has enough strength, there is no corresponding perception to match it.

His comprehension of the origin of the Great Dao and the use of the Dao Divine Power are still at the peak of the Dragon and Tiger, and he is naturally not a real person in the Returning Origin Realm.

Under the terrifying power of the dragon rope that ignored everything, if it weren't for the protector of Bingluan's Thousand Illusion Ruler instinct, the overall situation would have been decided a long time ago.

At this moment, He Yanming was also like stepping on the edge of the cliff, and he could be caught by the dragon rope at any time and fall into a deep sleep.

Under such circumstances, he was already cornered, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

Two lines of bright blood and tears with ice blue frost flowed out of their crystal white eyes that were not like human beings, rendering a face that was quite kind and fairy-eyed, rendering a color of sadness and madness.

"Break the sorrow, you forced me!!"

The wind howled, but it could not be concealed, a sharp roar like a cry.

The voice entered his ears, his sorrowful expression was slightly condensed, and he was secretly vigilant, and his heartstrings tightened for a moment, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he did not relax in the slightest.

Throughout the ages, because of carelessness, there have been countless cases of capsizing in the gutter, and he doesn't think that this old monster is bluffing.