Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Dragon Riding the Wind Explosion Stage

Zhao Shanhe's body has a complete picture of the sunset of mountains and rivers, and behind the sunset map of mountains and rivers there is a sword that shows half of the traces, which is the sword of mountains and rivers, an extremely powerful blood weapon, and now Zhao Shanhe can't master the blood weapon, so he can only enjoy the power of a blood weapon through the suppression of the sunset map of mountains and rivers. www.biquge.info This huge picture is also a treasure worthy of reference, Zhao Shanhe is a rich son born with a golden key, with amazing talent and a strong background.

The state of the hills is far worse than it looks on the surface, it is far inferior to the Yuan Force, and it is naturally inferior to the realm, and the slightly stronger is the spiritual sense. Zhao Shanhe, who is protected by the sunset map, is invincible, and even his spiritual sense cannot be shaken, so he is born invincible. The eyes of the hills did not leave the other party's figure, trying to find some clues from them, but unfortunately they found nothing.

He didn't dare to move, he didn't even have the desire to move his fingers, Zhao Shanhe's sword intent was extremely strong, and the power of his sword qi was incomparable, he could only use one trick after another to disassemble the opponent's powerful attack, but when the mountains and rivers were exhausted, what else could he come up with, thunder? Qiu Ling didn't want to use thunder, this was his ability to save his life, but without thunder, he couldn't think of how he could defeat the powerful Zhao Shanhe, and maybe thunder wouldn't be able to defeat the protection of the Sunset Map, this is a person who can't be defeated by nature.

Zhao Shanhe walked forward with his sword, taking seven steps in a row, and his sword qi was eternal.

The hills have reached the end of the crossbow, the vitality is exhausted, and there is no sword power to borrow, even if he is a formation master who thinks he is a genius, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

"It should be over, right?" The Xingqi people were not confident, and asked the companions next to them who had advanced cultivation, entering this place would inevitably participate in the Nine Palace Battle Banner, and seeing a duel of this level would benefit them a lot.

"It should be over," Lu Lu really wanted to see some miracles, isn't what geniuses are best at creating miracles, without Zhao Shanhe's persecution, it is estimated that it will take a long time to know that Qiu Ling is a formation master. A genius master plus a formation master, oh my God, how the hell did he practice. Even if he rested from his mother's womb, it was only fifteen years, and now he stepped into the spiritual realm, and there were no more ups and downs in front of the spiritual realm. Lu Lu and Lu Wanhong glanced at each other, Lu Wanhong's gaze was persistent, without any other thoughts, this is a sword cultivator with a pure 'mind', her sword will also be dazzling, the difference is only time.

Xu Xun is okay, young and playful; Liu Qingmo licked her scarlet tongue, her vitality was restless, and her understanding was also extremely strong, and she actually felt a slight difference from it. Probably because of the utility of civil officials, her understanding is even more amazing. Lu Lu began to take these three beauties seriously, and each one was a little unusual.

Qiu Ling stared at Zhao Shanhe, he took a step forward, and felt a strong opportunity, this is a real combat master, he knows how to control the situation, and also knows how to grasp the flaws, Zhao Shanhe cultivates a Jiazi, and the number of duels is not 10,000 but also 8,000, the so-called strength is 99% talent, plus 100% effort, there is no ability to surpass oneself, and how to talk about genius.

The sunset map of mountains and rivers is becoming more and more colorful and colorful, and the irrepressible golden light is about to break out of Zhao Shanhe's body, and he can feel the edge of Sen Ran. The Shanhe Sword is incomparably powerful, and with the suppression of the Sunset Map, Zhao Shanhe can borrow a part. His realm is extremely high, in terms of age alone, Zhao Shanhe is the previous generation, according to the generation, he should be the same age as Ling Mengchen, or even older. He is good at stealing all the power that can be used in this borrowed way, and heaven and earth are like that.

The momentum around is even better, everything belongs to Zhao Shanhe, including the heaven and earth in front of him, the vitality and the sword energy, and even all the existences of this martial arts platform except for the hills have been included in Zhao Shanhe under the sword, how can this sword resist, and Zhao Shanhe did not have a sword at all, and he forced to use the momentum to oppress with the vitality and oppress a person who has no power to turn over in front of the hills. How should miracles happen, Zhao Shanhe is sure to run over all miracles.

Qiu Ling stared at Zhao Shanhe who came over, his heart was a little pale, he boasted that he was quite talented, and at this moment he felt that there were people outside the world, and there was a sky outside the sky, Zhao Shanhe was too strong, and the powerful was far from being able to compete with the hills that had been practicing for several years, and the halo emitted by the sunset map of mountains and rivers was still there, Zhao Shanhe was an immortal god, unmatched.

Hill was unbelieving, the corners of his mouth sneered, and the slightly gathered vitality flowed wantonly, as if he had given up resistance. Zhao Shanhe approached step by step, and the vitality that was lingering in his body turned into a sword qi full, the scene was so spectacular and magnificent, everything about Zhao Shanhe was so flawless, powerful, confident, and unmatched. How strong is Xu Yaochen, Qiu Ling asked himself, or Xu Yaochen has no way to take Zhao Shanhe like this.

The pale golden spiritual consciousness was hidden in the spiritual platform, constantly comprehending the 'broken army', the eyes of the hills lost their previous attachment, and they were a little sloppy, which was a manifestation of sluggish energy, and the hills at this time were not concerned about Zhao Shanhe, but continued to practice, as if the duel in front of him had nothing to do with him. Zhao Shanhe frowned, took a step forward again, and the hills that were bearing Zhao Shanhe's momentum trembled, and resisted with the only remaining vitality.

Zhao Shanhe was not in a hurry, he raised his right foot and fell forward again, a very simple and ordinary step, hitting the heart of the hills, a muffled snort came from his chest, and a fine bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Zhao Shanhe looked at the hills, raised his head as if he was in control of his fate, "You can surrender, you won't be wronged if you lose under my hands." ”

Yes, it is not unjust to lose under Zhao Shanhe's hands, Zhao Shanhe has practiced for so many years, and geniuses need to measure their strength.

"As long as you admit defeat, I'll give you a happy end." Zhao Shanhe stood in front, controlling all the power, he was the most powerful one, and the bright red sun on his chest suddenly rose and fell, indicating danger. Zhao Shanhe didn't care about the composure in front of him, he bent back, and a strange purple flame emerged from the pupil of the hill's right eye, and the sleeping seed grew a shoot. The flames burned along the breath of Zhao Shanhe in front of him, and it was easy to contaminate the breath of the other party.

Zhao Shanhe didn't expect such a strange flame, the strangeness from the sunset map of the mountains and rivers made him withdraw from the range of the flame attack in advance, and at this moment, a strange purple rose in the right eye of the hill, matching his weak figure, with the corners of his mouth with blood, so persistent. He just didn't want to see Zhao Shanhe controlling life and death, looking high. And the hills are fed up with everything that is controlled by others, whether it is the Song family or Zhao Shanhe, no one can control my destiny anymore.

"Burning" Hill stared at Zhao Shanhe coldly, the flame seemed to rise out of thin air, the demonic flame swallowed up the vitality in the body, and then devoured the spiritual sense, devouring everything it could absorb, the hill's body became weaker and weaker, and he even bent his body, covering his cheek with his left hand, and endured the pain of the annihilation of the spiritual sense. And pain is the best medicine to remind the nerves, to keep him awake, to keep calm and observe all this.

Zhao Shanhe secretly scolded a madman in his heart, and the flame in front of him rose more and more, this is burning itself, this flame not only burns spiritual sense, but also burns Shouyuan. But this flame is also strangely powerful, Zhao Shanhe didn't dare to take it hard, dodging left and right, quite embarrassed. Before he figured it out, he didn't dare to rush to meet the flames, even if there was a picture of mountains and rivers setting sunsets.

Hill slapped his chest, and a blazing flame erupted from his pupils, instantly spreading for dozens of meters, and the flame rose and quickly extinguished, like the most beautiful bloom before death. Blood ran down the corner of his eye, marking a bright red palpitation.

"Broken", the hills drank coldly again, and the Jade Palace, which had just been condensed, suddenly shattered, and the breath of his whole body was about to disperse like a lamp at this moment, and his body trembled, and even standing became a luxury.

"Boom," Qiu Qiu's eyes revealed firmness, and his hands were clenched. The spirit platform that had just been built exploded suddenly, as if a storm swept in the jade palace, the jade palace was originally a very fragile place, the explosion of the spirit platform was mixed with yuan power and spiritual sense, the small jade palace was about to shatter, blood came out along the facial features of the hills, and his mind entered a brief emptiness, making him lose control of the jade palace, his spiritual sense was chaotic, and his head was about to split. Such pain is difficult to describe in words, but the hills seem to have lost their sense of pain, their teeth are clenched, and as Yuan Li enters the Jade Palace, the crazy spiritual sense slowly returns to normal, and begins to continue to construct the spiritual platform on the broken foundation, and by the impact of the spiritual platform, the Jade Palace has expanded a lot.

The surrounding Yuan Force rolled, and a more quintessential power emerged on the hill, Zhao Shanhe in the distance was dumbfounded, it was the first time he had seen the self-detonation Lingtai, this kind of lifeless behavior was really done, the Jade Palace was the root of a star apocalypse, but the Jade Palace was fragile, and many Lingtai Realm monks were troubled here, because the fragile Jade Palace could not withstand the structure of the Lingtai at all, and it could not be promoted to the Lingtai Realm.

The Jade Palace must be tamped to a certain level, so that it can serve as the foundation of the Spirit Stage, and the Spirit Explosion Platform can be tamped to a certain extent, just like we cast the foundation and tamp it with the help of external forces, but it is more likely to blast the Jade Palace into slag, and it is not a simple matter for the broken Jade Palace to be repaired, and even cut off cultivation because of this. The Spirit Explosion Platform is the roughest and most useful way, but few people dare to take such a risk, not to mention the pain of having to endure the shattering of the Jade Palace, but also to bear the impact of the explosion of the Spirit Platform, it is very likely that the spiritual sense will be damaged, and they will become fools because of this.

Qiu Ling not only dared to explode the spirit platform, but also exploded twice, with the experience of the last time, this time his control was better, a dragon's eye size exuding a rich aroma of golden Wenguan fruit put in the mouth, the golden liquid crystal clear, containing countless vitality and nourishing spiritual energy. The liquid volatilized rapidly, and the rich aroma rushed straight to the mind, and this coldness made the whole body of the hill can't help but tremble, which is a refreshing tremor. The eight-petal Wenguan fruit is a treasure, and the effect contained in it is against the sky, and the golden liquid has the ability to change his appearance, even a fool can promote him to become the smartest person in the world.

The golden liquid finally consumed a layer, and along the guidance of the hills, it permeated the cracks in the Jade Palace, only making it stronger and shining with golden brilliance. The purple Yuan Force and the Spiritual Consciousness are blended, and the Jade Palace is the foundation of the Jade Palace and expands around it, the Jade Palace is the keel of the palace, and the Spiritual Sense and the Yuan Force are the bricks and tiles of the palace. With the existence of civil and official fruits, the rapid formation of bricks and tiles, this kind of drastic change, requires a transcendent will, and there is no shortage of will.

Layers of pale golden brilliance appeared in his mind, more than the light that had just burst out, Zhao Shanhe smiled bitterly, this kid is really a fool and a fool, he actually suffered the spirit explosion platform perfectly, is it possible that he has a magic medicine to treat the spirit sense, only in this way can he boldly burst the spirit platform, otherwise the spirit sense will be shattered, and it will take a long, long time to recover. Spiritual damage is second only to foundation damage, and the two complement each other.

The hills are breathing a lot of vitality, and the stars around them all divert their attention, and the stars who dare to explode the spirit platform are definitely admirable characters, this is a kind of gamble, everyone is happy if they win, and there is no day to turn over if they lose. He is not a famous person, he is pointed at, but few people recognize him. Many Lingtai Realm Xingqi has not yet broken through when Shouyuan is exhausted, and most of them will choose to explode Lingtai, once they succeed, they may soar into the sky with the help of new forces, such things are not uncommon in Xingqi.

But Qiu Ling is so talented, and Xingqi is so young to choose the Spirit Explosion Platform, there is really no precedent, no one will joke with their lives, not to mention that it is the most dangerous and uncontrollable Spirit Explosion Platform. The aura of madness permeated the eyes of the hills, he was like a gambler, his eyes were red, his hair was much depleted because of the use of purple flames, and because of the pain of the explosion of the spiritual platform, his state was even worse. His nerves and consciousness seemed to be shattered, and at this time, with the help of Wen Guanguo's magic, he quickly repaired it.

The jade palace of the hills exploded again, the pure yuan power and spiritual consciousness were intertwined, forming a group of constricted light in the mind, the light cluster expanded in the jade palace, and the jade palace was about to be cracked, and the scars that had just been closed were cracked again, this pain seemed to be about to explode in the head, the light group slowly contracted, and the feeling of squeezing disappeared, and the hills breathed a long sigh of relief, and before they could relax, the next moment the light group expanded again, and it was more intense than the one just expanded.

The Jade Palace is like a balloon, slowly blown up by the light cluster, and gradually to the limit, the cracks on the balloon have been seen, and the pale golden lotion continues to spread on the balloon, repairing these cracks, and the light cluster has contracted again, the cold sweat of the hill's whole body, his hands are clenched, the gums are full of blood, and even the blood vessels of his eyes are broken, and the tingling pain in his mind makes his nerves explode. This pain is much more than a physical scar, which arises directly in the mind, without any reaction, directly on the tactile sensation of the hills. At this time, he couldn't care about the pain, and all his mind was condensed on the fragile Jade Palace in his mind, and the slightest change would affect the cultivation of the hills.