Chapter 353: The Great World of Yuan Ling, Falling from the Sky!
That Aoki Xiong is too dazzling.
It can almost be said that in the past twenty years, the most dazzling genius in the entire Desert Heavenly Kingdom!
In that regard, it can almost be said to be impeccable!
That Baishi, although he is also the proud son of the northern part of the Heavenly Kingdom, has no choice but to meet this one.
Many people are also talking about it, and the commotion is endless.
The people who were able to enter the Lingfeng Imperial Sky Ship and watch this peerless battle came from extraordinary backgrounds, including many chaebol bigwigs in the Desert Heavenly Kingdom, political leaders in the national capital, and heads of wealthy families from all sides.
In the future kingdom of heaven, what kind of glory and status does the chief evoker represent?as well as resources, it is simply unimaginable, once he wins, he will become the object of the Quartet's courting.
The loser has no choice but to leave for another country and continue to work hard... In the battle of a lifetime, add a defeat.
"Ten cities... The most intuitive embodiment of strength means that under normal circumstances, Baishi can only destroy ten cities. ”
"Aoki Xiong is a hundred city level..."
“... The difference is huge! The title of the Chief Spirit Summoning Grandmaster of the Heavenly Kingdom, no need to compare, should all come out..."
The chatterers obviously laughed a lot, and most of them whispered in a low voice, without the slightest hint of excitement.
At this time, the discussion continued.
But below, there was a sudden shaking like a mountain, and the frequency of the shaking was extremely fast, even affecting the sky.
Qin Tiange's Spiritual Wind Imperial Sky Boat, such a huge Imperial Sky Artifact, also seemed to be unable to help but shake, and the hull of the ship swayed.
"It's an ancient-level primordial spirit, the Demon Flame Divine Spear makes the dragon break, this ancient primordial spirit that has disappeared for three thousand years!"
In the crowd, there was more than just someone who roared.
Immediately, his eyes turned down.
I saw that on the horizon of the desert yellow sand, the man on the right was full of elegant temperament, handsome and unparalleled, and with a flick of his hand, it was a void magic circle.
The magic circle shook non-stop, and a majestic figure walked out of the magic circle.
The figure is dozens of feet high, the whole body is condensed like a substance, and the whole body is as if it has been depicted, with a faint white mark of light, which makes it extremely three-dimensional.
Behind it was a purple flame dazzling, holding a gorgeous spear with four flame patterns, dressed in gilded armor, the helmet with a purple tassel thrown behind its back, its face was handsome and indifferent, and its eyes looked around like gods.
"Flame is the soul, the spear turns into a spirit, Lord, my Demon Flame Divine Spear makes Long Po fight for you!"
The sound of drinking came out of the mouth of this majestic and terrifying Yuan Ling.
It was this drink that caused the earth to shake, and the sky flying boats above shook more than once.
Aoki nodded slightly, looking at the majestic figure in front of him with satisfaction.
He clenched his fist slightly, and a cyan cyclone swirled up from his body, and the powerful momentum complemented the majestic humanoid primordial spirit.
He put his gaze in the distance again, the seemingly thin white stone, as if waiting for the other party.
The people on the Imperial Sky Boat were also waiting, excited, looking at the handsome and majestic shore below, like a god-like Demon Flame Divine Spear Messenger Long Po, his tone was full of envy and shock.
"It's better to see than to hear, ancient-level Yuan Spirit, it seems that Aoki Xiong doesn't plan to take another Yuan Spirit out, and plans to crush it directly. ”
"What a terrifying aura! No wonder there can be a hundred cities-level evaluation, the destructive power of a hundred cities, this Yuan Spirit should account for more than half, right?"
"Cultivating an Ancient Yuan Spirit that has reached the perfect level is simply handsome, it's hard to imagine how bumpy it is... It is rumored that on top of perfection, it can also cultivate primordial spirits that have reached the ultimate mode, and its power is simply devastating..."
"Shiraishi should be about to surrender, right? But with what I know about him, he should be able to fight hard..."
......
Listening to the talk of a big man, the middle-aged man watched coldly.
This should be regarded as the first peerless battle in the past twenty years, and the title of Chief Soul Summoner has not been possessed by anyone in the Desert Heavenly Kingdom for a long time.
But the result, before it even began, was decided.
Shiraishi took a deep breath and let the yellow sand diaphragm stinging into his lungs.
He stretched out his rough palm and carefully condensed the magic circle in mid-air, this kind of simple operation obviously didn't even have a sense of chic.
It's not as handsome as Aoki Xiong at all.,Throw the magic array directly and come out of the void.。
But it's very smooth, the hand is like a phantom, and it's done in a second, and its skills are equally deep.
Thundered!
With a huge and strange circle stretched across the void.
Whew...
Strange syllables, as the circle becomes manifest, and slowly swings out of the circle.
The big war seems to be on the verge of breaking out!
Suddenly, the Yuan Ling in the magic circle seemed to feel something, and swished, and just now, he hurriedly retracted into the formation in fright.
Shiraishi: "......"
"What's that?"
In the spaceship, there was an exclamation!
At this moment, the blue sky dotted with black stars in the distance was torn apart by a golden light.
The golden light scorched, comparing the huge scorching sun to the others.
The world seemed to be a little brighter, but just for this moment, that golden light instantly fell from the sky and smashed directly around Aoki Xiong in the distance.
Thundered!
This time, the mountains really shook, and the surrounding yellow sand desert directly erupted into a huge mushroom cloud, covering the entire sky.
It is thousands of miles away, as if you can see this mushroom cloud, directly enveloping it.
The ancient-level primordial spirit that was previously majestic was directly frightened silly, and it was too late to go back.
Shiraishi watched in amazement, overwhelmed with fright, completely unaware of what was happening.
Aoki Xiong fainted directly and fell to the ground, blown into the air by the storm.
Then he slammed into the ground and finally fell unconscious.
A spear of bright blood gold, standing in the clouds.
Shiraishi looked at it in shock, he thought it was summoned by himself, thinking that it was flying from the sky?
"What is that? a weapon?"
In the yellow sand in the distance, Bai Shi saw a little clearly, but he kicked in his heart, he seemed to have won like this?
His heart was pounding, and he felt as if he had picked up a big bargain.
Because he knew that he was no match for Aoki at all.
Many people on the Royal Sky Boat were also vaguely aware of what was going on, but they were a little daze, and a little frightened...
What's going on?
Boom...
A figure with a purple glow all over his body slowly stood up from the sand, and his jade-colored hand grabbed the spear that fell from the sky.
"Hmmm, people, could it be people who fell from the sky?"
Shiraishi subconsciously looked at the crack that was slowly healing.
It wasn't until he saw that the figure was glowing with purple light that he woke up, "Could it be that this is the Yuan Spirit?"
Falling from the sky, the one who inadvertently surrendered this battle was naturally Wang Tian, who was hard to connect with the blood-patterned golden cherry blossom spear.
"How far is this stabbed?"
Wang Tian's eyes looked around a little confused, at this time, his three-layer seal had been completely unlocked, and his strength was exposed without revealing anything, if he hadn't suppressed it with all his strength, I am afraid that he would have already entered a state of suspended animation of passive absorption.
(End of chapter)