Chapter 404 Rainbow in the Sky, Dragon Soul Y-N

Situ Buer raised Tai'a in his hand, and the illusory three-star Tai Dou beast above Tai'a snorted and spit out billowing spiritual power mist, and on Tai'a's sword, the three star holes above the sword body bloomed with dazzling golden light.

"Ten Thousand Golden Lights?"

The three-star Tai Dou Beast slashed down with the Tai'a sword, and turned into thousands of golden mangs, Situ Buji was like a round of golden S-sun, and the light illuminated most of Wuqing City.

To the north of Hua Street, Fang Ying, who was slightly panting, raised his head and looked at the top of the city, the shining light, but he was stunned, this light was ...... , Could it be that His Highness made a move, and he needed to take action personally to deal with the humble ants of the martial family

"You don't seem to have time to be stunned" The thousand-toothed wolf spear in Yang Yanzhao's hand broke through the air, and at the wolf's teeth, a little faint green light flickered, and this shot did not stab Fang Ying, but stabbed in the bluestone slab in front of Fang Ying.

Fang Ying hurriedly retreated two times in a row towards the rear, and then stood up: "Be merciful, you will pay for it" The shot did not stab her body, but Fang Ying was even more angry, because the other party obviously regarded her as an NV person, and this was the most unbearable thing for Fang Ying.

Yang Yanzhao shot it out with one shot, withdrew the thousand-toothed wolf spear, stroked a wolf tooth as sharp as a blade, and said with a smile: "This gun is a spiritual soldier just given to me by the young master, so it is still a little rusty to use."

"Do you know, my thousand-toothed wolf spear is forged with thousands of wolf tooth canine teeth, each of which is at least a seventh-order demon wolf, wind, rock, flame, wood, and the eight wolf teeth at the head of the spear are the sharp teeth of the eighth-order demon wolf, in addition to being as sharp as steel, it also has some special power that can be used."

Fang Ying frowned slightly, but he couldn't figure out why the other party was talking so much nonsense, but one thing was clear, this guy had been testing her for so long, it was really unbearable, for Fang Ying, who had always been strong, Yang Yanzhao was challenging her.

"Hmph" Fang Ying didn't bother to say anything at all, the reason why she didn't rush up immediately was just to calm down her breath, and after adjusting at the moment, she naturally didn't want to listen to Yang Yanzhao's nonsense.

Fang Ying snorted lightly, and was about to move, but her feet couldn't move, which made her almost lose her center of gravity and fall forward, Fang Ying hurriedly stabilized her center of gravity, and after looking at her feet, but she didn't know what, her pair of animal skin boots were already wrapped with emerald green vines.

"You ......" Fang Ying raised her head and was about to speak, when a cold light had already pierced her neck, Fang Ying's cold eyes flickered, and her slightly open cherry mouth suddenly changed: "...... Kill me," he said, twisting his m-ng cheek with a determined expression.

Yang Yanzhao laughed lightly, withdrew the Thousand Tooth Wolf Spear, and stepped forward, a man's breath approached, Fang Ying naturally felt it, and quickly turned his head, but thought in his heart, if he dared to do anything to himself, she would not let him go even if she died and became a ghost.

"I don't kill NV people" Yang Yanzhao said a word at the moment when he passed by, and at the same time, a palm knife was cut out.

"You ......" Fang Ying hated the root of her teeth, but there was a pain in her neck, and the next moment, her eyes turned black and she fell softly.

The golden mangs enveloped Leng Zhuo in an instant, faintly, there was a roaring roar, which was the sound of the three-star fighting beast standing on the top of Mount Tai and roaring loudly towards the golden sun.

"Colorful Glass Cover" Facing this sword, Leng Zhuo really didn't have the confidence to attack, after all, the weeping blood sword in his hand was not powerful at the moment, and he collided with a holy soldier in his heyday, who knew if it would be broken, so Leng Zhuo chose to defend.

The seven-colored spiritual power in the body suddenly erupted, forming a seven-s-glazed cover outside the body to cover Leng Zhuo in it, and the countless golden light sword rays also stabbed at this time.

Standing in the glass cover, Leng Zhuo only saw a piece of gold s- in front of him, and he couldn't tell how many sword rays this sword released, damn it, if a holy soldier is powerful, it is not inferior to a high-level demonic beast.

Puff puff, one after another golden mangs hit the colorful glass cover, and suddenly the round shield also boiled as if it had been boiled, such a strong sword, Leng Zhuo hurriedly increased the output of spiritual power, but the golden s-sword was sharper and sharper, and from time to time there were sword rays piercing into the shield, although it was only revealed by a point, it dissipated, but this also gave Leng Zhuo a great sense of crisis.

Too passive, Leng Zhuo frowned, and he had already begun to think about whether to summon a guardian beast to sit down.

It seems that he is a little unwilling, the buzz on the body of the Weeping Blood Sword is getting stronger and stronger, although there is only a trace of the sword soul left, but for this fateful battle, the Weeping Blood Sword is unwilling to be so wretched.

The sword has a soul, and it has its own intention

Leng Zhuo didn't know that when he was thinking about it, that trace of the sword soul was already connected to the sleeping dragon soul in Leng Zhuo's mind, in fact, that trace of the sword soul itself was left behind by the dragon soul when he left the Longyuan Sword, after all, this sword had been lodged for nearly a thousand years.

Bang, Leng Zhuo suddenly felt a strong beating of his heart, bang, bang, bang, the heartbeat seemed to be a little too strong, which made Leng Zhuo feel a trace of pain, what was going on, how could there be a sullen feeling in Xiong's mouth, Leng Zhuo was breathing heavily, and wondered.

Ah, Leng Zhuo's mind suddenly felt a tingling pain, the kind of pain that hurt into the bone marrow, the dragon soul that was sleeping like a golden S- egg actually moved, and the curled up body slowly stretched out and turned into a golden S- swimming dragon.

"The duel of fate, hum, just an ant, dare to compete with Haoyue" A voice exploded in Leng Zhuo's mind, it was the dragon, when he first entered Leng Zhuo's mind, he had said a word, so Leng Zhuo still remembered that voice.

The dragon soul went all the way down Leng Zhuo's mind, and actually swam into his right arm, pouring into the weeping blood sword, and suddenly the weeping blood sword, the sword body shook greatly, and there was a more cheerful buzz.

And the colorful spiritual power in Leng Zhuo's body was even more domineering and constantly chou, frantically pouring into this Weeping Blood Sword, and a rising powerful force was transmitted from the Crying Blood Sword hilt.

"Chop"

Leng Zhuo was speechless, this is the human sword, or the sword is the sword, and he actually gave an order to Ben Shao, but Leng Zhuo just crooked, exhaled lightly, and raised the weeping blood sword is hand to slash.

With a dragon y-n, out of the weeping blood sword, a colorful void dragon soul floated out of the sword body, roared, and turned into a seven-s-sword light, with Leng Zhuo's slash, the dazzling seven-s-light suddenly shone brightly, and it actually covered the golden light.

Long Y-N burst into sounds, compared to the dragon slaying era a hundred years ago, the seven-star Longyuan sword at this moment is more powerful, Leng Zhuo has been forging armor in the hundred generals for a long time, refining Dan y-o, jīng's divine power is constantly used, and then quickly replied, this kind of tempering, but inadvertently added the recovery of the seven-star Longyuan.

Rolling, the colorful pan dragon swung its body, rotating in a circle around Leng Zhuo's side, every time it rotated, some of the golden rays in the four times would be swallowed up, and the light on the colorful pan dragon was getting more and more vigorous, and gradually the golden light around it faintly revealed a seven-s-brilliance.

Leng Zhuo almost subconsciously slashed the weeping blood that was raised.

Pieces of golden light shattered, like glass, shattered into countless fragments, and a series of colorful light continued to shuffle out from those shatters, and the sky was no longer a brilliant golden s-, but a colorful rainbow.

Roar, a sky-shaking dragon y-n raised its head to the sky and roared, and the sound of dragon y-n broke the nine heavens, and with this long y-n, the ten thousand golden rays that Tai'a bloomed were suddenly swallowed by the colorful light like ch-o water.

Situ Buer's face s-some yīn looked at Leng Zhuo in the colorful light, his face s-a little yīn uncertain, Situ Buer's intelligence network is really powerful, but after the fall of the Yuntian Fortress Beiguan, basically, the news on the grassland was suddenly cut off, so the information on Leng Zhuo's strength was blank.

Situ Buer still thought that Leng Zhuo was still at the level of the earth spirit, so it would be half a catty and eight taels with him, and even he had a slight upper hand, unless the other party summoned the three-headed guardian beast, otherwise this battle, if it was six or four open, even if it could not be won, it would not be defeated.

But obviously, what Leng Zhuo showed was like a mountain peak, which made him look up, how could ordinary people become so powerful in more than half a year.

"Your Highness, go quickly, the other party has the strength of the Heavenly Spirit, don't fight hard"

Although Situ Buer is a little unwilling, but as a superior person, Situ Buer will not be reckless for the sake of one breath, if he can't even bear this little failure, how can he seize the country.

"Marquis Leng, I think we'll meet again," Situ Buji said, turning around and leaping away, disappearing into the darkness in an instant.

And Leng Zhuo didn't chase it, not that he didn't want to, but he was a paper tiger right now, looking very coaxing, but in fact, the spiritual power in his body was almost dried up, and even the Colorful Saint Emperor Butterfly couldn't stop the damn dragon soul's netbsp; This big scene really can't be put out casually, the colorful butterfly wings slowly retracted into his body, Leng Zhuo was powerless to support, and seemed to feel that Leng Zhuo was in a bad state, the divine dragon soul smiled, but it turned into a streamer and flew back into Leng Zhuo's mind again, curling up.

The rainbow in the sky did not disperse immediately, but it lost control and turned into a colorful snow and scattered in the air.

"Sister ...... beauty" Wu Xiaomei muttered and looked at the sky, muttering, but when she turned her head, she saw that her sister next to her no longer knew where she had gone.

The move of "withdrawing" Leng Zhuo was so strong that even His Royal Highness Prince Tai was scared away, not to mention the following minions.

"Don't want to go" The worship of the martial artist suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly waved his weapon, and chased and fought fiercely, which was not at all like the posture of being completely pressed and beaten just now, which may be a change in momentum.

"Are you okay" Leng Zhuo fell to the ground, his feet were weak, and he almost stumbled and fell, and at this moment, a warm and soft Y- appeared beside him and held Leng Zhuo's arm.

Leng Zhuo felt the fullness of the two snow peaks on his arm, shook his head and said, "It's okay, what kind of person are you from the martial arts family?"