Chapter Twenty-Five: The Ancient Phoenix Spirit Sword
Rumble!
The fireball of flames pierced the void, the miserable white flames, faintly there was a heavenly thunder entanglement, emitting bursts of angry roars, terrifying power permeated the air, and the blazing flames mixed with the heavenly thunder surging and rolling.
It was the Origin True Fire that contained the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder and Lightning in the Divine Mansion, and after the refining of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Fire, it had become a divine power that could be released at any time by using the Divine Thought.
Feng Ping felt the terrifying fireball flying in, and his heart was shocked, but he didn't dare to take it head-on.
"Shadowless!"
Immediately, a low groan came out of his mouth, and he roared angrily, and the true yuan on his body suddenly surged, and his body turned into an afterimage, which flashed dozens of meters away in an instant.
In an instant, the fireball of flames roared and galloped towards it, passing by Feng Ping.
Laugh at!
The terrifying heat wave swept away in an instant, instantly burning Feng Ping's face red, and the terrifying heavenly thunder instantly eroded his face, emitting bursts of white smoke.
"Ahhhh My face! ”
Feng Ping covered his face and let out a heart-rending scream, a scorching smell permeated, but in two breaths, his face had already festered.
Emperor Wushuang's body Zhenyuan rolled, his body moved, the soles of his feet touched the ground, and his body suddenly turned into a phantom, flying in the air.
The true yuan on the demon bone spear was permeated, and the cold light flickered.
"Senior Brother Ye Lang! Save me! ”
At this time, on Feng Ping's face, pieces of rotten flesh fell off, hideous and terrifying, and he roared in a hoarse voice.
"Boy, you dare!" Seeing this, Jiang Hanyun was furious, the true yuan in the dantian rolled, and the sword light broke through the sky and rushed towards Emperor Wushuang.
And Ye Lang, who was not far away, still had lingering palpitations about the devouring power that erupted in Emperor Wushuang's palm, in his cognition, it belonged to the evil sect mental method, which was specially born to eat away at the other party's cultivation.
"Why don't you dare!" Emperor Wushuang sneered, the cold light in his eyes flickered, and a terrifying aura of the demon bone spear erupted.
Burst!
On Feng Ping's hideous face, his expression suddenly froze, and he stared at the blade of the gun on his chest in disbelief.
Die!
Emperor Wushuang's expression was grim, his face was expressionless, and the thick true yuan in the dantian rolled out, and was poured into the demon bone spear by him.
Immediately after, the demon bone spear in Emperor Wu's hands moved violently, and a terrifying force shook out.
Rumble!
The next moment, Feng Ping's body was directly torn apart by the terrifying power from the demon bone spear, and the stumps flew sideways.
"You're so daring! Kill him! Jiang Hanyun's face was gloomy, his eyes flickered, and he stopped in mid-air but didn't dare to step forward again.
"If you are allowed to kill me, I will not be allowed to kill you? It's ridiculous! Emperor Wushuang sneered again and again, and the demon bone spear pointed at Jiang Hanyun, "It's your turn next!" ”
These people think very highly of themselves, their hearts are more proud than the sky, and Emperor Wushuang, as an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, has killed countless sons of Tianjiao. These self-proclaimed geniuses are placed above the heavens, and they are not considered ants, so Emperor Wushuang will not take him in his eyes at all.
"Don't be ashamed!" Jiang Hanyun grinned, the long sword in his hand groaned softly, pointed at Emperor Wushuang, and laughed coldly: "It seems that you are even more difficult than you imagined." ”
Immediately, Jiang Hanyun's expression froze, and he said, "It seems that if you want to completely solve you, you can only use that trick!" ”
The next moment, Jiang Hanyun's face was red, his eyes were red, his aura suddenly skyrocketed, and Zhenyuan soared and rolled, surrounding his body.
[I've been busy for a few days, I really can't get out, I'm sorry, I'll send a little bit today, drive more than 400 kilometers back in the evening, make up + update tomorrow, and resume normal updates every day the day after tomorrow! ] Previously wrote 300,000 scrap manuscripts. After overthrowing, it's equivalent to rewriting.,So I didn't save the manuscript.,I'll add it from time to time next month.,Sorry! 】