Chapter 272: The Escaped God Strongman
In mid-air, behind Bei Mingyan, a full nine flame thunder dragons flew and circled in the air. The dragon power descended, the real dragons were huge, comparable to the mountains, and the dragon's eyes were angry and lifelike.
Cheng Yanhong was frightened, he never thought that Bei Mingyan would be so strong, and the nine true dragons were circling, bringing infinite coercion, as if facing the nine true dragons.
"Cheng Yanhong, I remember you. ”
Bei Mingyan sneered, and with a wave of his big hand, the nine true dragons suddenly circled up, spitting out this source flame thunder and lightning, and rushed directly.
Cheng Yanhong's pupils shrank suddenly, bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and between the palms of his hands, he reprimanded angrily, and the wind turned into blood-red surges, turning into a monstrous momentum, and instantly caught up.
Rumble!
With a bang, the flames and thunder exploded in mid-air, and between the tumbling flames, the Chiyang Burning Sky Spear suddenly appeared, and Bei Mingyan grabbed it and pounced on Cheng Yanhong.
Cheng Yanhong lost the secret treasure of the weapon, but he was still not afraid, his arms wrapped around the wind, and he stood with Bei Mingyan.
The spear waved, and suddenly a spear flower danced out, stabbing at Cheng Yanhong. The latter did not retreat but advanced, and the wind surging on his arms directly unloaded the force on the spear, but suddenly two more surging forces came. The sum of the three powers was like a storm and waves, which made Cheng Yanhong suffer a dark loss, and the wind on his arms scattered, disappearing into invisibility.
Cheng Yanhong stepped back, his arms trembled, the wind condensed again, and his body flowed, like a ghost, the speed was extremely fast, and it was difficult to see with the naked eye.
Bei Mingyan sneered, his mind was calm, everything was reflected in his heart, although Cheng Yanhong was fast, he still couldn't hide Bei Mingyan's spiritual sense.
The spear danced, the source flame rolled, the thunder and lightning roared, and Bei Yingyan was like a god of war, and the Red Sun Burning Sky Spear in his hand was constantly waving, blocking Cheng Yanhong's attacks again and again.
But Cheng Yanhong's speed was getting faster and faster, and in just a moment, he turned into a figure in the sky, as if countless Cheng Yanhong had appeared, and each blow contained real strength, which was difficult to guard against.
Bei Mingyan's heart was clear, and he was not confused by the reality of the scene, knowing that Cheng Yanhong was just extremely fast, moving countless positions and launching several attacks in an instant.
"No matter how strong your spiritual sense is, how can it be reflected, see if I don't kill you!"
Cheng Yanhong shouted, and countless Cheng Yanhong's bodies suddenly began to condense the wind, and between the howling winds, the flow of the air instantly became elusive, as if countless eyes appeared, making the wind stir in one place.
Bei Mingyan's face was cold, and the wind around him was like an invisible sword, constantly scraping through his skin, even if he captured Cheng Yanhong's body trajectory, it was difficult to move a bit. The wind did not stop, and an inexplicably powerful suction force made Bei Mingyan unable to move, and could only stand in place, worthy of defense.
Yuan Yan was boiling, and Bei Mingyan was too lazy to find the trajectory of the wind, and between the thunder and lightning explosions all over his body, he surged wildly.
The sky is mighty, and the ancient and mysterious aura suddenly flows out. Yuan Yan turned into a monstrous momentum in an instant, exuding a scorching aura.
The incomparably terrifying source flame boiled over, burning everything, and even the air was burned clean.
The raging wind came to an abrupt halt, and all of it was incinerated by the source flame that contained terrifying heat. Before the wind became stronger, it had already dissipated among the elders.
Cheng Yanhong was furious, with a roar that was not like a human voice, an emerald green light suddenly bloomed all over his body, and the wind was suddenly attracted, turning into a fierce invisible long sword, flying out in all directions.
Bei Mingyan was disdainful, and the Red Sun Burning Sky Spear in his hand danced a spear flower, directly meeting the fierce wind. The clothes were torn, revealing the refined muscles below, Bei Mingyan was unmoved, and he was already covered in blood in an instant, but he still broke through the wind in front of him and rushed towards Cheng Yanhong.
Cheng Yanhong's eyes were almost red, and he couldn't take down Bei Yingyan for a long time, which made the anger in his heart stronger and stronger.
Between the flipping of his hands, one after another handprints kept being made, and the wind suddenly roared, gradually condensing, and turned into a huge beast like a mountain behind Cheng Yanhong.
Bei Mingyan snorted coldly, and the source flames all over his body exploded, turning into a brilliant spark, and with the help of the instantaneous airflow generated by the explosion, Bei Mingyan immediately flew away.
The huge wind beast opened its mouth and roared, and there was an immediate surge of attraction. In the mouth of the beast, as if it were an endless abyss, it kept sucking everything in front of it, entering its belly, and being crushed by the wind.
Bei Mingyan was horrified, and he could clearly feel that the belly of the beast was clearly a prison of chaotic winds, and the wind roared incessantly, and all the objects that entered it were all smashed into slag.
Bei Mingyan was full of source flames, thunder and lightning boiling, and Ling stood in mid-air, resisting the surging suction.
Cheng Yanhong laughed when he saw this, his hands did not stop, and one after another handprints were made, and the suction force became more and more terrifying.
Bei Mingyan's face was cold, and the source flames all over his body boiled, and the thunder power flames followed the suction force directly into the belly of the beast, wanting to crush the violent wind in it. But no matter how hard Bei Shenyan tried, the fierce wind in the belly of the beast collapsed, but it could not dissipate, and it was trapped in the belly by the beast, condensed and formed again and again, and never died.
"Give up, thief, and die obediently!"
Cheng Yanhong laughed, the handprint changed again, and the suction force was stronger again.
Bei Shenyan was horrified, after all, he couldn't match the suction force, and was sucked into his belly by the huge beast like a mountain.
Seeing Bei Mingyan being inhaled, Cheng Yanhong immediately laughed, and as soon as his handprint changed, the beast suddenly closed its huge mouth, completely trapping Bei Mingyan in its abdomen.
The wind was raging, and Bei Yingyan was in the belly of the beast, only to feel the wind whistling around him, occasionally tearing, occasionally gathering. One after another, terrifying tearing power came, almost completely tearing Bei Mingyan apart. Suddenly the wind changed, and the majestic pressure came, and the bones of Bei Mingyan's body were making a clicking sound, almost crushing. The wind roared endlessly, the wind blade was extremely sharp, but in the blink of an eye, Bei Mingyan was already covered in blood and his wounds were dripping.
Yuan Yan boiled, and vigorous vitality emanated from Bei Shenyan's blood, and the wounds all over his body had healed in an instant, but they were torn open again.
Looking at it from the outside, Bei Mingyan was in the belly of the beast, covered in blood, and the wind had turned blood-red, constantly tearing at Bei Mingyan.
The beast is transparent, completely condensed by the wind, and the inside can be clearly seen from the outside. Seeing Bei Mingyan so embarrassed, Cheng Yanhong laughed.
However, how could Bei Mingyan, who was in the belly of a fierce beast, sit still and wait to die. The source flame of the body boiled non-stop, and with a wild shout, the power of Qi and blood in Bei Mingyan suddenly became vigorous, and the eight Dunjia techniques opened three doors in an instant.
A steady stream of powerful power rose from his body, and the golden light in Bei Mingyan's eyes was magnificent, and the muscles in his body were suddenly as hard as iron, and the wind blade was difficult to break.
With another wild shout, Bei Mingyan's muscles squirmed, and a dragon roar suddenly sounded from the Chiyang Burning Sky Spear in his hand, piercing the sky and the earth.
Yuan Yan was boiling, and behind Bei Mingyan, a lifelike divine phoenix suddenly appeared. The Divine Phoenix raised its head to the sky and roared, its wings spread, completely protecting the North Immortal Yan in the middle, from the suffering of the wind prison.
Cheng Yanhong's face was gloomy, and his handprints changed again, and a cloud of green light suddenly bloomed in the beast's body, and the wind became more and more terrifying.
The dragon roars, and the dragon and phoenix circle.
In an instant, the Divine Dragon True Phoenix spiraled up, turned into a monstrous might, directly broke through the back of the fierce beast, and appeared in mid-air.
The phoenix's wings were cut open, and Bei Mingyan was drenched in blood, but there was no trace of wounds.
The divine phoenix is coiled, the real dragon is soaring, and the North Shenyan is like a living god, blooming with a dazzling light all over his body, and his momentum is getting higher and higher.
Cheng Yanhong was frightened, this was already his strongest method, but he still couldn't help Bei Mingyan. The strength of the Northern Immortal Yan is no longer comparable to the Transformation God Realm.
Escape!
Cheng Yanhong was shocked, but when he saw the situation in front of him, he had to flee. Between the howling winds, Cheng Yanhong's body turned sharply, leaving behind afterimages, turning around and running, without the slightest idea of staying.
Bei Mingyan was expressionless, feeling that Cheng Yanhong's breath was rapidly moving away, and suddenly sneered.
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