Chapter 747: The Praying Mantis Who Catches Sparrows (Part I)

The permafrost was vast and bleak, and the figure of an ancient dragon beast fell in disarray. It has the most primitive dragon blood, and it is the most ferocious and tyrannical of the Nine Sons of the Ancestor Dragon.

In the battle between the Green Fire Crane and the Devil, any viewer was shown to be insignificant. Even the characters of the Black Fire Dragon Emperor and Jiang Heng are not in their eyes, because although the Dark Shura is the closest to the immortals, they and the immortals are characters from two worlds, and their strength is not at the same level at all, and they are not qualified to be involved at all.

On the heavenly dome, the White Flame Vortex completely devoured the Blood Ice Vortex, becoming majestic and bloated, like a greedy sky-devouring giant beast, still absorbing the wind, fire and thunderclouds around it. In the whirlpool of white and red, a majestic and huge old figure was revealed, and the green fire crane defeated the fierce ghost, and without hesitation, he stretched out his finger and pointed at it that kept falling.

In the distance, on an ordinary icy peak, Jiang Heng was so tightly strangled by the half-cut chain around his neck that he kept rolling to the ground, he tried his best to break free, but the Black Fire Dragon Emperor didn't think of brotherhood and treated him like a traitor. Ye Qingcheng, who was hiding far away, was quietly pestle, not daring to alarm the Black Fire Dragon Emperor. The Black Fire Dragon Emperor was a small role in front of the Green Fire Crane and the Powerful Ghost, and Ye Qingcheng was even smaller as a floating in front of the Black Fire Dragon Emperor.

Ye Qingcheng couldn't stop the opportunity of the Black Fire Dragon Emperor, so he could only stupidly watch the Black Fire Dragon Emperor raise the Imitation Immortal Mirror and secretly copy the Immortal Technique of the Green Fire Crane, the Burning Sun Immortal Finger!

The ghost transformed into the body of a dragon beast too far away, Jairus, and on the way to fall, he kept shaking the dragon body and roaring fiercely.

Like a giant Buddha standing in the whirlpool of flames in the sky, the white light condensed at the end of the finger was dazzling to the extreme, so that everyone did not dare to look directly, it pointed to the figure, like a sun condensed on his finger.

Suddenly, thousands of miles of cold land were shrouded in an extremely white blazing light, as if the sun was about to fall. White flames floated out of the ground, and the rocks and mountains were dried in an instant, and then showed signs of melting. Under the ravages of this kind of finger power, Ye Qingcheng felt that his body, like a candle, was about to melt. He didn't dare to be careless, and was about to release the spirit shield to protect his body.

This series happened very quickly, but in the blink of an eye, the earth was enveloped in extremely hot white light, and everything began to melt. Ye Qingcheng couldn't see the Blue Fire Crane's tricks at all, but the Immortal Mirror, which was held above his head by the Black Fire Dragon Emperor, reflected the most real scene in the mirror.

In the mirror, in a snow-white field, a light cyan fire beam was **** on the steep ground, it was silent, and it felt that it had no power, it was an elegant and fast beam. However, when it hits its prey, the most terrifying fire power is completely released. The only thing that can kill immortals is immortal magic or immortal weapons.

As Jairus was about to fall to the ground, a terrifying beam of pale cyan fire shot towards its head at an inescapable speed. When it was about to be hit, it violently urged the water spirit, and five blood-colored ice water sprayed out from the ground below, and then condensed into a blood-colored ice cover above it, guarding it inside.

The pale cyan fire beam, after hitting the spirit cover, did not leave any trace, but instantly submerged inside.

Then, the huge layer of blood and ice spirit cover shrouded in the earth exploded out of eight blood ice holes, and the shadows of eight white flame and blue winged fire cranes let out a terrifying cry and flew out from the eight directions.

The eight cranes flew in unison, clinging to the ground, rushing in all directions, all the way to the distant sky.

After a long time, the dazzling white light that shrouded the earth disappeared, and the blazing heat dissipated. The whirlpool of flames in the sky distorted and collapsed, and the real clouds gathered together. After a while, the rain fell wildly, moistening the dry, hot earth.

Ye Qingcheng touched the Guardian Spirit Shield and stared at the scene in the distance in horror.

The layer of blood and ice spirit cover had already collapsed, turned into pieces, and then diluted into blood smoke and dissipated in the heavy rain. On the ground, a hideous figure was dressed, he was dressed in a ragged, tattered blood-colored mantle, and under his command was a burned-black skeleton, with green smoke wafting from the skeleton, it was motionless, completely a cremated corpse.

On the other side, the old figure of the Green Fire Crane sat in the heavy rain, and he had a fairy sword in his chest, which penetrated his back. His breath was a little disturbed, and he was chanting some incantation. On the ground, two green flames condensed from his thin palms, and then grabbed the hilt of the fairy sword on his chest and pulled the sword out violently.

As the fairy sword was drawn, he immediately spewed out a mouthful of lava-like cyan blood, which fell onto the rain-soaked ground, melting into a trail. Then, he threw away the fairy sword, like an old man in his old age, covering his chest with one hand, supporting the ground with the other, leaning his body, snorting and gasping heavily, and with each gasp, blood spurted out of his chest.

"That's my chance. In the distance, the Black Fire Dragon Emperor showed a sinister smile and flew towards the Green Fire Crane with the Immortal Mirror.

Seeing this, Ye Qingcheng not only became anxious, but just wanted to shout loudly and remind the green fire crane, his mouth was covered by a palm. Jiang Heng grabbed the chain around his neck with one hand and stood up with difficulty, and covered Ye Qingcheng's mouth tightly with the other hand. At this time, Ye Qingcheng should be as silent as an ant, otherwise, the Black Fire Dragon Emperor could shatter his soul with a single look.

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"Roar!!"

Near the Valley of the Buried Sword, in a desolate cold field, there are strange large mounds, like swarms of anthills on the wasteland, they are hundreds and thousands, forming a dense and vast scene. In every big mound, there was a steady stream of ferocious roars, and it seemed that fighting was breaking out in every mound.

The wind is cold, and the sun is setting in the west.

A throne of white bones was suspended in the air, and the old ghost of the deciduous leaves, wearing a skull crown on his head, wearing a yellow robe with a dragon bone pattern, and holding a white bone scepter, sat on the throne, looking down on a group of mounds below.

"Kill, kill. Fallen Leaf screamed excitedly: "Kill as much as possible, kill until you are guilty, and kill until the Wraith Emperor is wrathed!"

"Bang !!"

In the ground, in a large mound, a trail of smoke and dust spewed out. Then, a fierce figure rushed out. He was dressed in scaly pants, shirtless, his muscular physique was covered with a thousand intertwined old scars, he held a dark yellow Styx sword, and in the other hand he carried a bloody head of a vicious dog.

"Bang !!"

Immediately after, another large mound spewed smoke and dust, and the same fierce figure flew out, still the appearance of Qing Yu, with scars all over his body, and the left side of his face was a skeletal appearance.

"Bang bang bang bang bang ......"

Then, hundreds of large mounds cracked, and the figures of green feathers flew out, each carrying a bloody monster head in their hands. In the end, the figure of thousands of green feathers was suspended in mid-air, completely like a majestic army.

They had the same appearance, the same movements, and then at the same time, they squeezed their hideous claws, and the monster heads in their hands burst like bubbles!

In the end, that figure turned into cyan rays one after another, and they continued to merge into the Qingyu True Body in the middle.

The wind was howling, the sky was empty, and Qing Yu carried the Styx sword, stepping out a faint ripple in the air, and walked towards the fallen leaves.

"Qingyu Xiao'er, do you know what you killed?" Fallen Leaf shouted in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with excitement and fear.

"Blood Soul Beast. Qing Yu said。。。。。。。

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