Chapter 227: Fire Bucket
Six extremely beautiful figures came to Wuchen's body, each pinching his sword fingers, and his face was solemn. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
In the sky above the black dust, a net of six colors of colored light was intertwined.
The night is dark, and the sky is deep.
The colorful light network is gorgeous and beautiful.
Wuchen didn't have time to admire, only to see him turn around and look at Pang Niu and say loudly: "Pang Niu Niru, you take the village elder and the villagers to go first." ”
Pang Niu glanced at Wuchen and stopped talking.
Xue Maoliang didn't speak on the side.
Because they know that even if they are here, they will not be of much help, but will be a burden to the dust.
The two had no choice but to take the villagers of Juhe Village and go to the rear.
Pang Niu and the others didn't go far.
Just listen to the loud bang of the wave!
The huge bird and beast finally crashed into the colored light web.
The colored light network turned into a little bit of light, fell one after another, and disappeared.
Pang Niu and Xue Maoliang, as well as the villagers of Juhe Village, glanced at each other.
The battle there was far beyond everyone's imagination, and it was not something that any one of them could participate in.
While a trace of bitterness appeared on everyone's faces, they cast a ray of incomparable confidence at Wuchen's back, and then turned away.
Wuchen was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that the six swords would come out together, and they would really block this desolate beast.
You must know that the degree of condensation and pressure of the breath of this bird and beast is much more terrifying than that of Satsuma and Guo Changhe combined.
Boom!
The earth shook, and the great bird and beast fell to the ground.
I saw it let out a loud roar again.
I don't know when the six slender figures have fallen in the six directions around the birds and beasts, trapping it.
The bird and beast collided several times, but they couldn't break through the defense of the six swords, and they were forced back by the cold light of the Dao.
Satsuma glanced at the bird and beast, although he was surrounded by six people, but no one knew better than him about the ability of the ancestral beast, so he was not in a hurry.
At this time, his eyes fell on Wuchen, and he was about to take a step.
Guo Changhe took the first step and said: "Brother Sa, leave this kid to me." Take him down and let Brother Sa take it!"
Satsuma nodded and smiled: "Then there is Brother Lao Guo." ”
Guo Changhe still habitually had a smile on his face, and his body was vertical, rushing towards the black dust like a ghost.
Wuchen only felt a pressure like a mountain falling to a halt, and wanted to dodge, but it was rooted under his feet, and it was difficult to move.
This old fox!
Suddenly, a blue light flashed by!
Wuchen only felt that his body was light, and the pressure suddenly decreased!
saw Huo Jing holding a sword in one hand, pointing diagonally ahead, blocking in front of Wuchen.
"If you want to move the young master, pass me first!"
Guo Changhe's face was stunned, he looked at Huo Jing, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Which junior are you, dare to care about my Flying Dragon Martial Academy?"
Although Guo Changhe spoke like this, there was a shock in his chest.
How old is this Huo Jing?
The hidden power of the sword just now was not much worse than his own.
Maybe it's a hidden ancient sect, or a genius child of a family, far from what he can afford to provoke.
A blue light slashed at his chest.
Guo Changhe didn't dare to take it hard, took a step back, followed by another blue light, and Guo Changhe retreated.
In the blink of an eye, Guo Changhe was forced to retreat dozens of feet, and his heart was on fire, so he couldn't care about it so much, and waved the crutches in his hand to fight with Huo Jing.
"Boom, there's no one to protect you now. Satsuma limped up.
Only then did Wuchen realize that the other party was actually a cripple, and with his ugly and aging face, he was like a zombie crawling out of a grave.
Satsuma came to a halt a few feet in front of Wuchen, his palms like chicken claws slightly open.
The dark green flame reappeared.
"Junior, under the holy fire of my clan, let the soul be extinguished. It's your pleasure!"
I saw Satsuma wave his palm, and the faint green flame, rising in the wind, rushed straight to the dark dust.
From the time he saw this dark green flame, Wuchen realized that this must be a strange fire of heaven and earth, and now seeing Satsuma use it like this, he firmly believes in his thoughts.
Heaven and earth are strange fires, even if they don't know the grade, Wuchen doesn't dare to fight with his body.
I saw that he had an idea, and with a wave of his palm, dozens of fireballs the size of a foot collided with the flames in front of him like a torrential rain.
"Guy, junior really doesn't know whether to live or die, how can the fire formed by your mere spiritual skills compare to the holy fire of my clan?"
The corners of Satsuma's mouth twitched, full of disdain.
Then, as he said, Wu Chen's fireball technique, which was originally shining in the rookie list of the Dao God Palace, disappeared without even flashing after encountering the opponent's dark green flame!
I saw a scribble on Satsuma's palm, and the dark green flame, which had not been far in front of the black dust, suddenly soared, like a volcano, and smashed down.
At this time, Wuchen suddenly felt a cold palm, looked down, and at some point, a bright yellow flame appeared in the palm of his hand.
This is the flame formed by the Yin Divine Fire after devouring the ashes of death.
In fact, when it was first formed, it was stained on his face because of the prank of the fire primordial spirit Xiaofu.
From the very beginning, he felt that the temperature of this flame was not high, and as for the test in the Strange Fire Pavilion, there was not even a little heat, and he was named a nameless wildfire by Bu Tianhong.
Who knew that the flame at this time not only did not have temperature, but made him feel a little cool.
It's just that it's strange that it's cool, but it makes people feel very comfortable.
And the color of the flame began to change from bright yellow to blue.
"Discoloration?"
Just as the dust was hesitating, the dark green flame had already come to the forefront.
Wu Chen subconsciously raised the blue flame in his hand upward.
Boom!
The blue flames suddenly grew larger, like a torch that was about to burn through the sky, and crashed into the dark green flames above.
The next moment.
The dark green flames and blue flames rose into the air at the same time, entangled with each other.
Between the two flames, there were bursting sounds from time to time, as if two people were fighting each other in the air.
Odd fires?
At the moment when Wuchen took out the strange fire, Satsuma's face was full of surprise, waiting to see two flames rise into the air.
Samoha laughed and said, "God help me, when the holy flame is born, a strange fire will be sent to the door!"
As he spoke, he saw Satsuma poking his hands at each other, and from time to time he made a handprint and shot at the dark green flames in the air.
With the beating of his handprints, they were two strange fires that were evenly matched.
For a while, the dark green light was in full bloom, completely obscuring the blue light.
There is even a tendency to envelop the blue flame and devour it.
Even if Wuchen can't see it, he knows that his strange fire is not good.
But what makes people helpless is that he doesn't know how to use the strange fire at all, let alone make a handprint like Satsuma to help his strange fire meet the enemy.
(To be continued.) )