Chapter 167

The small Lingyan Mountain, the movement set off in this radius of a hundred miles is enough to make everyone look sideways. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the narrow mountain gate, the two enchantments are like two stars, bursting out with their greatest coercion, and each does not give in to each other.

An enchantment was as black as ink, and from a distance it looked like a marble that had been magnified countless times, but the power was not comparable to that of marbles, just the black lightning that overflowed from the periphery was enough to make people's scalps tingle.

The other barrier is like two beasts with teeth and claws, one end is the raging flames spreading wildly, burning all things with the help of the wind, and the other end is the misty purple mist rising, the meaning of cold ice through the bones.

"Bang!!"

The two enchantments collided, and a surging breath actually shook the mountain, and the surrounding number collapsed, and the rubble flew wildly. This made the onlookers who couldn't intervene at all, and the Tianjiao of all ethnic groups swept a hundred meters away and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The young man in Tsing Yi was pulled behind him by Zhong Sun Sheng, but his eyes did not leave the scene in front of him for a moment, and his eyes were full of fanaticism for this high-level battle.

"Second brother, after returning to the clan, I will go into retreat, and I won't come out until I see the god realm. Zhongsun Yu's immature face was full of seriousness.

Hearing this, Zhong Sun Sheng pulled the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but considering the self-esteem of the young man, he still said softly: "You are only a few years old and want to retreat, and it is estimated that you will not be able to stay for two days." ”

"Grandpa said that if I cultivate diligently, it will not be a problem to peek into the divine realm before the age of twenty-five. Zhongsun Yu said with his fingers wrenched.

"That's no fun, it's enough for me to take you out this time Auntie is already tolerated, you have to retreat when you go back, do you think your mother will allow you to disappear for a few more years?"

"It's okay, I'll just say you put me in retreat. ”

“......”

......

In the purple mist enchantment, the Dharma seal in Jiang Hong's hand flickered sharply, and a navy blue hammer and pestle fell, smashing into the white stone staircase.

Suddenly, the shadow of a burly giant bear emerged from behind it, raising the pestle over his shoulders with both hands, and the sound of shouting suddenly resounded as if he were wielding the weight lightly.

"Mountain Crack!"

The brass rings above the navy blue hammer pestle shook wildly and hummed, rolling with purple mist that tumbled like boiling water, hitting the void as if it had hit steel, and the waves rolled away like an earthquake.

Jiang Dongfeng's face was expressionless, and after untying the wrist string and taking a sip of wine, he pinched a seven-grade flame iron casting axe, and the shadow of the Heavenly Fire Fox behind him suddenly bloomed, and the rolling soul power spewed out, and an axe slashed out.

"Soul burning!"

The two soul methods tore through the void and rolled towards the black prison realm, faintly forming a shocking oppressive momentum, and the trajectory they passed through formed a vacuum.

Everyone couldn't see Lu Qiao's expression in the black prison realm, but they felt a faint disdain from the pitch-black light curtain.

The arrogant and unreasonable momentum fluctuated, and a burst of mist rolled in the black prison realm, allowing the two attacks to hit the enchantment, but there was no turmoil at all.

But the crowd was not surprised.

After all, Lu Qiao's black prison realm coincided with the mountain protection array, so naturally it would not be broken so simply.

Immediately afterward, Lu Qiao's Black Prison Realm Spirit Demon roared even more, and the sound waves rolled away in circles like ripples, setting off countless mountains and rocks, and even the sky was changed.

Jiang Hong hurriedly made a defensive gesture, the navy blue hammer and pestle stood between his hands, and his soul power came out.

"Bang bang ......"

Pieces of invisible scale armor quickly condensed before the enchantment, ready to meet Lu Qiao's attack.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qiao didn't seem to have any intention of taking the initiative at all, and after the shocking formation, there was no movement, only the Black Prison Realm was still standing quietly in place, releasing black lightning.

"Old Qiao won't make a move?"

"Why? Is it looking down on us?" Jiang Dongfeng said with some annoyance.

Jiang Hong stood in the middle of the enchantment, his eyes seemed to pierce the space, and he shook his head calmly and said, "He is just delaying time, wanting to delay until the refinement of the Moon Clan's soul vein is finished." ”

Jiang Dongfeng suddenly said, "That's right, if they wait for them to integrate the Moon Clan's soul vein into Mingsheng Pool, our group of people will no longer have a reason to make a move." ”

His gaze swept over the black prison realm like a turtle shell in front of him, Jiang Hong turned his eyes and smiled evilly at Jiang Dongfeng: "Hehe, Donggou, since Old Man Qiao is unwilling to waste his soul power to fight back in order to delay time......"

Jiang Dongfeng, who had known each other since childhood, immediately understood the meaning of his words, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and when he turned his head to look at the black prison realm, he had already seen it as a sandbag.

"Bang bang bang!"

The enchantment of the two suddenly erupted with completely different momentum, and the screams of the five spirit demons resounded at the same time, like the neighing of an old horse, especially loud.

"Demon ......"

Feeling the ancient and vast aura transmitted by the scream, the people who retreated into the distance changed color slightly.

That is the unique coercion of the Emperor Soul Spirit Demon, like the supreme monarch, just by looking at it, he can make all beasts prostrate.

The two brothers of this clan are both Emperor Soul Priests!

Even the black prison realm, which was originally as immovable as a mountain, had a slight ripple on its surface, and the black lightning had converged a little.

The momentum of the two-color enchantment was high, tearing apart the flowing clouds, and countless light patterns swept through it.

As the two cold drinks in the realm sounded, the violent energy swept up, turning into countless surging lights and shadows that swept out and struck the black prison realm.

The dense offensive was like a raging storm, provoking the distortion of the scene, and the terrifying impact made the space collapse a little.

As the last swift shadow fell, the black prison realm finally turbulent, the surface suddenly concave, and a gap of more than ten zhang broke on it, and the black mist rolled away, revealing the ugly face of Lu Qiao inside.

No matter how immature Jiang Hong and the others are in terms of combat techniques, there is one thing that Lu Qiao does not have.

Emperor Soul.

This is the place where victory and defeat are determined by nature, and it is also the reason why countless priests will not be able to go any further in their lives.

No matter how many spirit demons Lu Qiao has, after all, he is only the soul of the king, he has had the opportunity to refine the emperor-level remnant soul several times, but for the sake of the future of the Lu family, he left it to the clansmen.

In order to save soul power and blindly defend passively, the advantages and disadvantages of the soul were also revealed under the crazy offensive of Jiang Hong and the two.

Seeing this, Jiang Hong did not show joy, but his expression perked up.

The navy blue hammer stood on the ground, the shadow of the Dao rune swirled and hummed, and a faintly shiny black-headed red needle was bitten in his mouth.

"Witch Flash!"

The sigil condensed, revealing a terrifying burst of red light.

Clouds of water vapor frantically grew from the ground, containing terrifying majestic energy gathered on the top of the hammer and pestle, and with a awe-inspiring finger, it turned into a flash of lightning that swept out of the clouds.

In the gradually repairing black prison realm, Lu Qiao raised his eyes, his pupils contracted for a while, and a chill couldn't help but spread.

"Junior, you are looking for death!"

As soon as the old five fingers grasped the void, the black prison realm writhed like a liquid, and the gap was no longer repaired, but instead tore open and turned into a black curtain and overwhelmed the world, actually wrapping the red and purple enchantment.

Sen Ran's murderous aura suddenly erupted, and the waves of qi rolled and spread, like gods and demons descending into the world.

"Najie?Old Man Qiao is murderous?!"

Feng Zile exclaimed.