These words almost popped out from between his teeth, Wu Yi was under tremendous pressure at this moment, and he didn't even have the strength to speak, but he never thought of giving up from beginning to end, but there was a strange kind of fanaticism and excitement in his eyes, and his fighting spirit was high, and he was awe-inspiring.

Invincible at the same level, killing gods at the next level, Wu Yi has often encountered bottlenecks in breakthroughs since he set foot in the cultivation realm, but the improvement of strength is almost at a divine speed, the monks of the same generation, no one has really surpassed him, he has developed a strong self-confidence, and even has a trace of pride, the only time he was stepped on, it was Ao Guang of the Jiao clan, but his own cultivation has far surpassed Wu Yi, above the condensation realm, and he is also the son of the Qingjiao King, the bloodline is extremely pure, Wu Yi at that time did not even know the existence of the bloodline divine power, there is no comparison between the two, but after meeting Song Qingmu, the situation is not the same。

Song Qingmu and him are also the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Lingyue Realm, and they also have the inheritance of the golden bloodline, in the face of such an evenly matched opponent, and they are also experts in controlling the power of the Agni Fire, the previous advantages are gone, and he feels the shadow of death, the situation in front of him is very dangerous, but it is also very difficult, because he feels the wildness hidden in the bloodline.

This kind of wildness is silent in the blood, full of restlessness and restlessness, encountered Ao Guang in the 100,000 mountains, was trampled into an inhuman shape, and also woke up once, but soon retreated like a tide, the short-lived majestic power, let him surprise, let him shock, but no matter how he tried, he never appeared again.

Not only Nie Lanxiu couldn't see through Wu Yi, but even he couldn't see through himself, and he didn't know what power was hidden in his body, but at the moment he stared at Qingluan, the feeling of restlessness that had disappeared from the invisible resurfaced, and at this time, he was overwhelmed by Song Qingmu, and this restless restlessness became clearer and clearer, as if there was a force deep in his heart that was breaking through the ice and gradually waking up.

At such a critical moment, Xiao Huo and Xiao San'er couldn't be allowed to spoil a big thing, and he scolded him like this, the two ancient beasts that had entered the battle state actually stopped obediently, but they were still on alert, ready to pounce at any time, tearing Song Qingmu to pieces, and sleeping for more than two months, Xiao Huo had already recovered to his heyday, with a body length of more than five meters, thick limbs, and a majestic style, Xiao San'er had also grown up a lot, and the person stood up, nearly two meters tall. The black hair is thick, the muscles are knotted, and the whole body is full of strength, especially the third divine eye on the forehead, which is slightly opened, and the golden light shines, making people dare not force their eyes.

"Wu Yi, if you continue to consume it like this, it will really become a life-and-death duel, don't you stop?" Song Qingmu reminded in a cold voice, he knew very well that if Wu Yi didn't stop, he would never stop.

"The show has just begun, how can you stop? Brother Aoki, be careful!" The corners of Wu Yi's mouth rose, revealing an evil smile, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and roared, his whole body lit up with dazzling golden light, and the momentum continued to rise, a huge golden dragon phantom slowly condensed behind him, and the terrifying coercion filled the heavens and the earth, and the earth began to tremble, as if there was an unbearable weight.

"Bloodline Divine Power, you actually have a bloodline inheritance?" Song Qingmu couldn't see through Wu Yi's origin before, but at this moment, he felt it very clearly, that golden dragon phantom was very faint, that kind of coercion was so strong, dominating the world, irresistible.

Wu Yi had been suppressing it at first, in order to better understand himself, until this moment, more than a dozen bloodline divine powers were all added to the Absolute Fire Dragon, perfectly fused with the faint golden dragon phantom, and the faint golden dotted line in the dragon's spine became condensed, like gold poured, indestructible, and the Pure Yang True Fire was withdrawn into the dantian, and it was all done in one battle, and the attack power was maximized.

"Hey...... Take me another trick and try it!" Wu Yi waved his hands slowly, and the golden dragon phantom behind him also began to twist slightly, overlooking the common people, dominating the world, with an unparalleled domineering and resoluteness, restlessness and restlessness were all turned into attack power, condensed in this thunderous blow, stepping on the void, splitting the sky with his palm, and the long-lost sense of power finally returned.

The cold sweat that broke out on Song Qingmu's forehead was quickly steamed into a dance, and he was anxious and wanted to retreat, but he found that he had already been firmly locked and completely lost his freedom.

Although Wu Yi's movements are slow, in this space, he is the absolute overlord, and all living beings can only be trampled on by him, and the strong and domineering coercion imprisons everything.

"No, my son is in danger. ”

"It's not good, my grandson can't resist. ”

Nie Lanxiu and the white-haired old woman almost had this idea in their hearts at the same time, without any communication, they disappeared in an instant, and rushed towards Song Qingmu, the white-haired old woman was extremely fast, and she could protect him behind her at the moment when Qingluan's phantom collapsed, and at the same time turned around and slapped a palm, and the mighty purple fire yuan force covered the sky and the sun, quickly forming a fire curtain wall, and the flames soared into the sky, reflecting the sky.

Fang Cuntai inherited from the ancient divine beast Qingluan, this white-haired old woman's control of the fire Yuan Force has reached a rather terrifying level, with a wave of her hand, it is a sea of fire, the water in the small river was instantly steamed into a qi dance, revealing the dry riverbed, the mountain stone was scorched by the fire, cracks continued to emerge, large pieces fell, before they landed, and were swept by the wind, in the surging wave of Yuan Li, turned into powder, smoke and dust, a vast expanse.

"Boy, don't you stop?" Nie Lanxiu followed, her willow eyebrows upside down, her palms came out, and a scorching purple fire gushed out, as long as her own son was in danger, what warning had already been left behind, and she just wanted to deal with Wu Yi as soon as possible.

The arrow is on the string, and it has to be sent, even if Wu Yi wants to stop at this moment, he can't stop, control the golden dragon, roaring, like a claw poured with gold, tearing the void, and directly rushing into the raging purple fire, the yuan force is agitated, and there is a loud sound that shocks the sky.

"Boom...... Boom ......" The golden divine dragon's claws broke through the air, directly tearing open the burning purple light curtain, and the two Yuan forces collided head-on, emitting a thunderous vibration, and the entire valley was completely overturned, the boulders rolled down, and the mountains collapsed, as if everything would be destroyed at the end of the world.

"Poof......" Nie Lanxiu bore the brunt of the blow, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, her throat was sweet, and she opened her mouth to spew out a bloody arrow, like a paper kite with a broken thread, fluttering, the white-haired old woman realized that the situation was wrong, and took Song Qingmu to retreat quickly and left this valley.

Thunder strikes, dominate the world!

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