Chapter 678: The Art of Merging
The woman in yellow and the big man in green armor shouted "Order" in unison, and the anger around them suddenly skyrocketed.
A yellow cloud and a green cloud suddenly rose from under the feet of the two of them, and like those black mist, they turned into two clouds of light, and quickly surged towards the white-armored young man.
At this moment, the white-armored young man's whole body was shrouded in a large undulating white cloud, blurred.
Yellow clouds, green clouds, and white mist were entangled, and countless electric lights began to circulate, and the speed was almost invisible. Haoran rushed straight into the sky, almost exactly the same as the black cloud that shrouded Tianjia's body.
Two invisible air pressures collided violently in the hall, undulating like a mountain and a sea, making people feel as if they were pressed against an invisible mountain on their backs.
We were all staggered by the pressure and waves, but we saw that Xiao Jixiangtian's hand on the side hung down, and he seemed to have given up on taking off the gauze covering his eyes, and his expression became less nervous.
Kunal and Little Shamen helped Master Warren to get behind us.
Master Warren's voice trembled, and he said, Bodhi, are they summoning the legendary Ming King Shengjia? This armor is fueled by the blood of all tribes, and as soon as this holy armor comes out, their primordial spirit will be greatly injured and the spirit will be damaged.
Kunal was also extremely worried, saying that now the Nine Divisions are divided into two factions, and the three of them can summon the Holy Armor of the Ming King, can they succeed?
I don't know what this so-called Ming King Holy Armor is, but looking at the posture, it is obvious that the white armor boy is acting in desperation, in order to fight against Tianjia and others.
The two great pressures dissipated abruptly and hovered in the center of the hall, and the steaming white clouds and black clouds gradually dissipated, and the wind stopped suddenly.
I saw that two huge figures, one tall and one short, appeared in the white clouds.
Gao is a short-haired young man, with dignified appearance and heroic facial features, which looks a little similar to the white-armored boy, but it is obviously not him.
He was bald and wore no helmet, and he wore a heavy red and white armor, made of unknown materials, and it looked like a tangled tree root, similar to the dry boat we rode on the Susheng River.
The short-haired boy was more than three meters tall, standing there like a hill, towering and motionless.
Behind the boy was a large white lion.
The lion was also dressed in heavy armor, with a crown on its head and spikes on it, and a saddle on its back, and from head to toe, it was wrapped in rippling red armor.
If it weren't for the striking white mane around its neck, it would look like a giant pangolin.
The most striking thing is that the lion has two weapon racks on each of its hind legs, and on the weapon racks are two slender, slender long swords that resemble katanas.
The lion bared his teeth and a pair of football-sized ringed eyes stared at the dissipating black clouds on the opposite side, and let out a low roar in his throat.
Two cold lights flashed, and the two katana-like long swords were pulled out by the short-haired young man, and they were both held in his hands, majestic and murderous.
In the black clouds opposite, there was also a huge tiger roar. The sound was so strong that it shook everyone's ears, and the floor of the entire hall seemed to tremble, and the thick stone pillars around the hall also trembled in the earthquake.
Looking closely, I saw that two huge figures, one tall and one short, also appeared in the black clouds.
The tall one was a long-haired man in black and yellow armor, three meters tall, like a hill. The long-haired man was also bald and did not wear a helmet, and the armor on his body was like a twig entwined.
One of his eyes turned out to be a faint dark red, and he looked gloomy. Behind him was a colorful tiger in dark yellow armor, with a head the size of a grinding disc and fangs turned outwards in its mouth. The tiger's claws glowed with cold light, and the tiger's tail was like a steel whip.
The armor of this tiger resembles that of a white lion, with a saddle on its back and an arms rack at its back crotch. The difference is that the blade on this weapon rack is a long spear with a pitch-black body, and it is scorched with a scorching evil aura.
The long-haired man laughed strangely, and without saying a word, he reached out and took the spear from the weapon rack, and turned over on his horse with his strength. The colorful tiger monster screamed, and its four claws galloped, rushing towards the short-haired boy.
The long-haired man and the huge body of the colorful tiger soon had an exaggerated chain effect, the ground shook violently, the stone slabs under his feet cracked, and the ground shook and shook, which was more powerful than when the six fierce beasts fought before.
The white male lion let out a roar, his body tense and ready to pounce.
The short-haired young man in red and white armor stood still, only to see him cross the two katana swords in his hand in an "X" state on his chest, and shouted: "King Ming's Holy Light Slash!" ”
In the midst of the agitation, I saw an "X" shaped white light gushing out from the blade of the katana, as swift as the wind, like thunder, and shot towards the long-haired man with incomparable precision.
The "X"-shaped white brilliance came fiercely, and the long-haired man looked awe-inspiring, holding down the tiger head of the colorful tiger with one hand, and his body instantly rose into the air.
At the moment when he rose into the air, the white light swept past his toes and the frightened tiger's back, bringing up a strong wind in his face.
The white lion in red armor roared forward at the wind, and in the blink of an eye, collided with the colorful tiger. The fangs and claws of the two giant beasts flew and they were inextricably killed.
The long-haired man's body was in the air, and he didn't fall on the spot, but he saw that his legs continued to exert force, and he actually stepped into the air, and in a moment, he killed the short-haired boy in front of him.
The black spear in his hand was wrapped in the sound of the wind, mixed with countless sinister qi, and stabbed at the chest of the short-haired boy!
The short-haired boy had already taken precautions and said, "Good coming!" The two katanas in his hand struck back and forth, facing the long-haired man's spear and resisting it high, and the water of the dance could not be splashed.
Both of these people are more than three meters tall, but the flexibility of the changes in their moves, the speed of their skills is beyond imagination, and in just a few seconds, they have already passed three or four faces, and they are equal.
The long-haired man struck again, swinging his spear sideways in his hand, sweeping through thousands of troops with one move, and the tip of the spear roared straight to the opponent's door.
The short-haired boy flicked his wrist, and the blade of a katana pressed against the tip of the swept spear, and the other hand was ready to shoot back.
Who would have thought that the long-haired man was just a false move, at the moment when the tip of the spear was about to make contact with the katana, his figure flickered, and he approached quickly, and the tip of the spear sank at the same time, and he roared: "Lingqi poisonous fire!" ”
When it was too late, I saw that on the tip of the black spear, a large murmur of turbid mist suddenly erupted, like gushing blood, and in a blink of an eye, it sprayed on the chest of the short-haired young man.
The air was suddenly filled with the smell of corruption, and it was top-heavy......