The extremely strong aura contained in the thunder dragon's body shocked Xiao Fan's heart.

This is the means of a true mid-infant monk.

Although this person's realm is not much higher than Su Qianfeng, the cultivation of Haoyang Divine Thunder is obviously much purer, and he is the one who has really obtained the inheritance of the lineage exercises, far from being comparable to Su Qianfeng. Xiao Fan's mana far surpassed the monks of the same level, but it did not mean that he was really stronger than the monks of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant.

After condensing the Yuan Infant, the gap between each step was more obvious than during the Jindan period. I don't know how many people are trapped in the early stage realm all their lives, and no matter how hard they try, it is difficult to step into the middle realm for half a step. Like Xiao Fan, who had a large amount of elixir to take continuously, and was forced to forcibly refine countless giant spirit beast materials and giant spirit fruits, he was definitely an outlier among cultivators of the same level. Changing to an ordinary early Yuan Infant cultivator, he would have been unable to resist it for a long time.

Don't look at Ouyang Wei as a "Duobao Dao person", all kinds of magic weapons emerge in endlessly, but this thunder dragon truly reflects his own strength.

This is his natal exercise!

However, Ouyang Wei never dreamed that Xiao Fan was also proficient in thunder and lightning supernatural powers, and his cultivation was still the Holy Spirit Inheritance of the Superior Interface, which he directly comprehended on the Silver Wing Lei Peng Neidan.

A high-pitched birdsong suddenly rose into the sky, and this small underground secret room seemed to instantly turn into an endless sky, and the phantom of a silver-winged Dapeng appeared above Xiao Fan's head, with an iron beak and a silver hook, an extraordinary horse, a silver arc shining all over his body, and his wings spread out, straight up to the sky. In the blink of an eye, he returned to Xiao Fan's body and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment. Xiao Fan was covered in thunder, a pair of silver winged phantoms. Behind him unfolded, a low whistling. The thunder dragon rushed forward against the fangs and claws.

"Boom"!

The Thunder Dragon and the Roc slammed into each other.

In an instant, thunderbolts roared, gold and silver thunderbolts were entangled, like a landslide and tsunami, the wind and clouds changed color, and countless thunderbolts and lightning scattered in the secret room.

Ouyang Wei first had a mocking look on his face, squinting his eyes, waiting to see how Xiao Fan lost his armor and was defeated!

This junior dared to fight with him face to face?

It's just looking for death!

Gradually. The mocking look on Ouyang Wei's face was put away, replaced by more and more surprise.

Unexpectedly, no matter who wins or loses?

How is this possible?

It is understandable that the Wuji side branch inheritance has defeated him in Haoran righteousness. This fish who didn't know where to hide in a remote corner of the Infinite Gate to cultivate, could actually go toe-to-toe with himself in the thunder and lightning supernatural powers, without falling behind in the slightest, how could it be unreasonable!

If he really makes a comeback in the hands of this person, and the thunder and lightning powers are so good, where is there still a way for Haotian Sect to survive?

Surprised. Ouyang Wei was furious.

In any case, it is not just a matter of winning or losing, but of face.

The elder of Haotian Sect lost to others in the thunder and lightning supernatural powers. This is absolutely unacceptable.

Ouyang Wei had words in his mouth, and the fierce light in his eyes was shining, and he was about to sacrifice the thunder and lightning stunt again. At this moment. Xiao Fan fought against the thunder dragon with all his strength, and could no longer be distracted to control the sword array. The sword array's attack on Ouyang Wei had been greatly weakened, and it was only acting according to a certain inertia. This kind of Cheng dù threatened. Ouyang Wei didn't care anymore.

At this moment, Ouyang Wei suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura, close at hand, and looked up busily, and couldn't help but change his face.

I don't know when, the Ruyi Thunder Light Tower has reached the top of his head, turned into a zhang size, slowly rotated, and a huge thunderball is converging at the bottom of the tower. That ruined miè-like aura was exuding from the bottom of the Thunder Light Tower, which was terrifying.

At this moment, Ouyang Wei even clearly felt the danger of falling!

He had seen the defensive power of the Thunder Light Tower, and naturally classified the Thunder Light Pagoda as a defensive magic weapon, but he never thought that once the Thunder Light Tower turned into an attack, the power would be so terrifying. Even if he cultivated the most authentic thunder and lightning supernatural powers, once he was hit by this thunderball gathered at the bottom of the Thunder Light Tower, he would definitely be shattered, and even Yuan Ying would not have a chance to escape.

Ouyang Wei didn't have time to perform a better thunder and lightning stunt, and the mana in his body suddenly turned, and he was about to dodge it when he was in the light.

As a mid-Yuan Infant Cultivator, Ouyang Wei's fighting experience was unusually abundant, and he knew very well that the stronger the power of the magic weapon, the smaller the change, and the truly all-powerful magic weapon was very rare. As long as you leave the area of attack before the Thunderlight Tower attacks, you will be able to dodge the fatal blow unharmed.

However, there was no movement under his feet.

This is no small surprise!

Ouyang Wei only felt that his whole body was tight, his hands and feet were tied, and he couldn't struggle at all. In his busy time, he looked at it, but at some point, his body had been firmly bound by an almost transparent crystal rope, no matter how he struggled, the prison dragon rope became tighter and tighter, and he fell directly into the flesh and bones.

The smell of danger grew overhead.

This junior of Wujimen pretends to be dignified on the surface, but secretly attacks like this.

It's shameless!

At this moment, Ouyang Wei almost exploded his lungs.

It's just that if you don't have a face, Ouyang Wei is like a mirror in his heart, as long as he hesitates for a moment, he will be shattered!

A wail!

The winner was finally decided.

Without the follow-up blessing of the master, the golden thunder dragon finally couldn't resist the magic power of Xiao Fan's true body evolution, and was torn into countless pieces by Xiao Fan, who was incarnated into the form of a big peng, and turned into a little golden lightning, and the stars scattered in the secret room, like fireworks on a dark summer night, gorgeous and abnormal.

Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, his wings darkened behind his back, disappeared, and the shining silver arc all over his body also converged instantly, and with a move of his hand, dozens of cyan short swords turned into pieces of palm-sized dragon scales, flying back, clinging to the dragon scale armor, the blue light was shining, and it was not majestic.

The Thunder Light Pagoda struck with all its might, and even Xiao Fan himself was not so clear about how terrifying the power was.

But so far, all the enemies who have been hit by the Thunder Light Tower's full strength, no matter who they are, no matter how high or low their cultivation is, there is only one end - they will be shattered and destroyed!

Ouyang Wei will not be an exception.

Xiao Fan's face finally showed a relaxed look.

It is better to kill this elder of Haotian Sect in this way, so as to save too long entanglement, and have many dreams at night.

After all, this is the main altar of Haotian Sect, although the phantom array has been laid to isolate the aura, but how long it can be covered, it is really uncertain. At this moment, Xiao Fan believed that at the main altar of Haotian Sect not far away, there were at least two great cultivators. One of them was also the Great Elder of Haotian Sect that Ouyang Wei was in awe.

As for the Sect Master of Haotian Sect, there are even rumors that he has already crossed the steps of the Yuan Infant Stage and stepped into the Enlightenment Stage, becoming the most powerful person at the peak of this interface.

Xiao Fan can only pray now, this rumor is not true, it is just a rumor; Or, even if the rumors are true, this powerful person of the Enlightenment Period happened not to be at the main altar of Haotian Sect, but to wander away.

Legend has it that once a cultivator enters the stage of enlightenment, he usually puts aside all kinds of mundane affairs and concentrates on impacting the higher realm, striving to reach the late stage of enlightenment as soon as possible, and ascend to the upper realm of the Xuan Ling, to prove the true path of immortality. The other qiē affairs, all of which lost any attraction to them.

When he decided to venture into Haoyang City with Tianmiao Fairy to find Elder Zhao and get a token, Xiao Fan and Tianmiao Fairy did not count the "Enlightenment Period".

If that's the case, you won't be able to do this job, so don't bother with this idea as soon as it's too late.

The terrifying power of the Enlightenment Period, even an arrogant person like the Heavenly Fairy never questioned it.

Seeing that the Thunder Light Pagoda was about to launch an all-out blow, Ouyang Wei's eyes, which were firmly bound by the imprisoned dragon rope, suddenly turned red.

Red as blood!

Immediately after, the blood color spread out in all directions, instantly staining Ouyang Wei's face red.

The next moment, a terrifying coercion erupted.

The aura on Ouyang Wei's body suddenly skyrocketed!

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the peak of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and in an instant, he even stepped into the late stage.

The imprisoned dragon rope couldn't withstand such a huge force, and with a wail, it flew back, retracted into the dragon scale armor, and disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows, and his five fingers rotated, and he was about to inject the power of his thunder and lightning into the Thunder Light Tower, with a thunderclap, and a flower in front of him, Ouyang Wei had already lost his trace in place.

"It's not good, it's the teleportation magic power in the Thunder Escape Technique......"

Xiao Fan was taken aback.

Similar supernatural powers, he had experienced them in the Murong brothers. The Murong brothers were only early Yuan Infant cultivators, which already made Xiao Fan feel difficult to deal with. Now Ouyang Wei's skills have improved by leaps and bounds, reaching the peak of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant at once, and even forcibly squeezing into the late stage realm, and the Thunder Teleportation Technique he has performed is by no means comparable to the Murong Brothers.

In the final analysis, the Murong family is just a side branch of the Haotian Sect.

Xiao Fan's body shook, and his feet were shining, and he was about to perform the stunt of hiding with the wind, when there was a wave of water ripples in front of him, and Ouyang Wei had already appeared, his face distorted, hideous.

"Still want to escape?"

With a "whew", both palms came out together, and the strong wind blew his face like a knife, and even Xiao Fan felt that he couldn't breathe well in an instant.

At this time, no matter how strong Rao is Xiao Fan is, no matter how powerful he is, no matter how many magic weapons and thousands of magical powers he has, he can't use them anymore, so he can only raise his arms, and he also comes out with both palms and goes up with all his strength. Although Xiao Fan knew very well that with his strength that had just advanced, it was really not a wise move to go head-to-head with a mid-stage monk whose mana had suddenly skyrocketed, but he couldn't do it.

A cruel smile flashed on Ouyang Wei's distorted face, as if he saw a prey that had been waiting for a long time finally fell into the trap he had carefully designed, and he only had to wait for his slaughter.

It was too late, and the four palms slammed into each other.

There was no expected big collision, let alone the expected earth-shattering, landslide and tsunami.

Rather, silently.

The four palms of the hands were glued like this.

Glued tightly, it is difficult to separate anymore. (To be continued......)