Huang Ying's eyes stared at the dark thunder, and suddenly moved under the ground, and retreated thirteen steps back in a row, these thirteen steps were not fast, but the dark thunder never attacked Huang Ying, and when she finished her thirteen steps back, the dark thunder disappeared in the air with a "buzz". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Qianling frowned, the scene just now happened was too weird, even if she was as knowledgeable as her, she couldn't explain it, the Dark Thunder was the best in terms of attack power and speed in the Eight Colors Source Introduction, but just now it was clear that it was as if he was being involved by some force, which caused Huang Ying to retreat calmly, and actually exhausted the power of the Dark Thunder.

The wind was suddenly flourishing, and the eight-color source rose at the same time, each of them transformed into shape in the air, and under the beautiful back, Feng Lingyue's peerless face made everyone dim.

With the continuous change of the eight-color source, Feng Lingyue's momentum became higher and higher, and when everyone sensed the peak of her momentum, Feng Lingyue stood against the wind, and the eight-color source led to attack Huangying at the same time.

There was a look of obsession in Ni Shang's eyes, "Ling Yue can actually urge eight kinds of source inductions at the same time, how is this possible...... It was difficult enough to control the three attributes, but she could do it. ”

It's not just Ni Shang who has such an amazement, everyone has the same idea.

Indeed, it is extremely rare to be able to control three different attributes, and it is difficult to control the eight attributes, and it is even more difficult to control the eight-color supreme source attraction, and the difficulty is beyond imagination, and in the end, the power of the eight-color source attraction can be urged at the same time.

This is completely beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Huang Ying faced the overwhelming eight-color source introduction, a faint streamer suddenly flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and he vaguely saw the outline of a bronze mirror, while Huang Ying stood calmly in place, not moving at all.

Su Qianling's eyebrows deepened, what did she want to do this time, could she still resist the power of the eight-color source?

Huang Ying is like a mystery that she can't see clearly, she never knows how many secrets are hidden in her, and the more she can't see it, the more terrifying she feels the unknown.

Between the lightning and flint, the eight-color source attracted all of them to hit Huang Ying.

"Huh!"

The expressions of the people in Yunshan Fort changed greatly, and under the leadership of Xiao Yu, the major sects worked together, and the situation on the field had completely turned over. And Liu Lingque was injured, and their strongest backing was forced by the top masters, and they were encircled, Huang Ying was undoubtedly their only reliance, if Huang Ying failed, their lives would lose their last protection.

Hit by the eight-color source, even if it is the peak of the emperor, it may not be safe and sound, and everyone seems to have seen the emperor die of incense.

But the envisioned picture of this scene did not appear, in the endless astonishment of everyone, Huang Ying walked lightly, quietly walked to the eight-color source, except for the glazed jade beads in his hair swayed gently, as if nothing had happened just now.

This time, not only the masters of the various sects, but even Xiao Yu was shocked, he suddenly had some understanding of what others felt when they looked at him, that is, he clearly thought that the other party had reached the limit, but the strength she showed was still far beyond your expectations.

Unknown, no limits, that's true power.

"The eight-color source is really powerful, my sister doesn't have to be frustrated, I can force me to use this power, my sister is still the first person. ”

Qin Lie slashed Lei Hao with one palm, and stood in a corner with his hands far away, and at this moment, a different color finally flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Huang Ying silently.

Huang Ying sensed a powerful aura, and suddenly looked up, only to see a young man standing like a jade pillar in the south of the Immortal Realm, he looked like he was only about twenty years old, but his bearing was as calm as a generation of grandmasters, only the red hair on his head was unusually flamboyant.

With a single palm, the four masters of Yunshan Fort struck with all their might, Huang Ying saw it with his own eyes, and his impression of Qin Lie was naturally very deep, and at this moment, he sensed the amazing momentum exuded by the other party, and his expression became more and more solemn.

Feng Lingyue, Xiao Yu, and Qin Lie, as well as the other two people who disappeared, the Eight Extremes Sect actually appeared five unborn geniuses at the same time, and in time, the Eight Extremes Sect would definitely be able to stand proudly at the top of the Divine Emperor State, and its prestige would even exceed that of a thousand years ago.

Feng Lingyue looked at Huang Ying quietly, although she was absolutely passive, Feng Lingyue did not show the slightest flustery, fighting with a master like Huang Ying, Feng Lingyue had imagined all possible outcomes from the beginning.

No matter what the final outcome is, Feng Lingyue can face and accept it calmly.

The most important thing now is to gather useful information from the battle just now, and until the last moment, there will always be a chance to flip.

Ni Shang sighed, "This little girl is really getting more and more powerful, she still doesn't move in the face of stormy waves, but she can become more calm and calm, I can't do it." ”

Ni Sheng said very sincerely, she was just a bystander, and she was already afraid and dazed in the face of Huang Ying's cultivation that was so against the sky, but Feng Lingyue was in it, but she was still calm, and it was far from as simple as it seemed to do this.

This means that Feng Lingyue's mind has matured to a terrifying level, and she still has enough confidence, that is, a cultivation that is still unknown to the public.

The fairy square was silent, the wind and the moon were shining, Xiao Yu's mind was flying, and at the moment when the eight-color source hit Huang Ying, he had a very strange feeling, as if it was not Huang Ying who was hit, but just a piece of nothingness.

This scene Xiao Yu is not unfamiliar, the situation of the battle between Emperor Ming and Broken Rainbow was very similar, Broken Rainbow seemed to hit Emperor Ming every time, but in fact, he was dodged at a very fast speed.

The same was the case just now, but the exercises displayed by Huang Ying were far superior to those of Emperor Ming, so even if it was an eight-color source guide, it could be avoided between the subtle and subtle ends.

If this assumption is true, then it is necessary to expand the range of the attack, and even pre-imagine the direction of the emperor's dodge, which is originally very difficult to do, and requires a high degree of perception and abundant source energy.

Fortunately, Feng Lingyue happens to have these two points, combined with the artistic conception of the wind of the eight-color source and Feng Lingyue, there is definitely a chance to fight with Huangying.

As if perceiving Xiao Yu's thoughts, Feng Lingyue's eyebrows flashed, and the wind spread quietly, as long as there was wind, Feng Lingyue's perception would far surpass others.

The so-called Feng Lingyue's strongest defense is not just a simple defense, but her perception of the opponent's source qi and flaws, and this powerful perception will undoubtedly occupy a greater advantage in the master duel.

Huang Ying looked up at the boundless world and said leisurely.

"The wind is blowing—"

The three-color streamer is displayed like a star, and the Nine Heavens Wind Leads, the Dark Thunder, and the Bright Holy Flame bloom like a dream in the air.

Xiao Yu secretly applauded, the momentum of the wind, the fierceness of the thunder, the scorching heat of the fire, although the three energies were not as good as the eight-color source to move together, but the wind Lingyue could better control them, pulling the energy to every corner touched by the perception.