Chapter Seventy-Three: Twin Divine Soldiers!
Just when Yanfall was still working hard to cultivate the first realm of the Emperor Flame Technique, the outside environment had already undergone earth-shaking changes.
I believe that even if Yanfall appeared outside at this moment, he would definitely not recognize it, this devastated place, full of evil aura, would be the former Ten Thousand Demon Forest.
Within a radius of dozens of miles, it has been covered by purple light, and the purple light has swept every inch of the earth, and after the purple light has passed, the land has gradually turned gray and white, becoming a wasteland without any nutrients, that is to say, on this piece of land, no plants can be planted anymore, the soil is dead, how can plants survive?
And on such a piece of land, two figures stood in the distance.
Klin's face was gloomy, and the murderous intent in his eyes was like a sharp knife, staring at the figure not far from him.
After a long time, Klin spoke: "I didn't expect that the famous forbidden soul master family on the magic continent would actually accept this evil sigil. ”
In the voice, there was anger, surprise, and solemnity, and a variety of complex emotions were used in his heart, and unconsciously, Klin's palms were clenched tightly, his nails pierced his skin, and blood slipped down drop by drop, but Klin didn't hear it.
"Evil...... All I know is that this power is very powerful. ”
Old Baker clenched his fists, on his forehead, a purple rune exuded a brilliant luster, the shape of this rune is the same as the rune on Baker's forehead before, the only difference, the rune on Baker's forehead only has a vast breath, on the other hand, the rune on the top of Old Baker's head, but it is full of evil energy, and the monstrous evil aura actually dyed the phantom shadow of the Huantian Eagle behind him purple.
Illuminated by the purple light, Huan Tian Diao raised his head to the sky and roared, the peerless ferocity was raised to a higher level again, originally Huan Tian Diao was a fierce beast, but now it is infected by this evil breath, its ferocious aura is even worse, under a roar, the surrounding land is actually forced to sink into the promise.
The current old Baker can be said to have far surpassed the eighth-order powerhouse in terms of momentum, and even Klint feels a trace of pressure.
His brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't hear about the monstrous vicious Wicklin, but just stared at Old Baker, and said word by word: "Does it feel really good to use this kind of power? ”
Klin's words made Old Baker pause, and a trace of horror and helplessness obviously flashed in his eyes, but it was only a flash, and it was quickly covered by Ziyi: "So what? Otherwise, why do you think I killed the Eighth Order Heavenly Radiant Eagle? I have no way out now, this continent is destined to be dominated by forbidden spirit masters, and the so-called magicians are just history! Do you understand history?"
At the end, Old Baker's expression suddenly became excited, as if he was venting something.
Kling fell silent, and Old Baker did not attack, but confronted him from a distance.
I don't know how long it took, but Clint finally raised his head and said softly, "Do you think you're strong now?"
"Hmph!" snorted coldly, Old Baker did not deny it, it seemed to be affected by the purple aura, and even the words had a strong evil aura: "I didn't want to use it!" Although it's a bit embarrassing, I have to admit that you ...... It's very strong, but after I use this sigil, you won't have the slightest chance!"
As soon as the words fell, the momentum around Old Baker became violent again, and the violent energy fluctuations quickly turned into thousands of tornadoes around Old Baker, and there was a bright purple in the center of each whirlwind, like eyes, thousands of eyes stood in the air, locking on Klin.
"Oh, it's that kind of power again. ”
With a chuckle, Kling didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, he was locked by thousands of purple lights, and there was no fear on Klin's face, just a faint confidence.
The palm of his hand caressed the quaint ring on his finger, and suddenly a roar like a dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.
Roar!
The roar unexpectedly swept away the condensed purple clouds in the air, and waves of strange energy spread out, and the purple energy couldn't compete with it in the slightest!
A staff with a strange shape floated in front of Klin, making a cheerful sound from time to time, as if seeing Kling made him excited.
I hadn't seen this staff for a long time, Klin's eyes were slightly dazed, his palm stretched out, and he gently reached into the staff, and the outstretched palm trembled a little.
"Raging Dragon, how long has it been since we've seen each other, do you remember the days when we fought side by side?"
The strange staff really understood Klin's words, and took the initiative to sweep under Klin's palm, let him touch it, and after hearing Klin's words, the staff's chirping sound became more and more cheerful.
And the appearance of this staff made Old Baker's face completely change, and he even exclaimed: "How is this possible! Isn't the soul of this staff already falling? Why is it here now, impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Fine beads of sweat already appeared on Old Baker's forehead, and Klin's murderous name was true, but the murderous name of this staff was even above it.
When the angry dragon comes out, it will burn the prairies!
"There's a lot more to what you think is impossible. ”
Gently holding the staff, the temperament of Klin's whole body has made a qualitative leap, where is there still a trace of decadence and obscenity on Klin's body at this moment?
At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away, the Yan Dragon was slowly advancing on the wasteland, and not far in front of him, a pitch-black castle loomed like a behemoth.
Airplanes......
The sudden buzzing sound made Yan Long stunned, his eyes fell on the ring, and with a movement of his mind, a weapon with a dark body appeared in Yan Long's hand.
The weapon was about six feet long, but the dark and simple sword was carved with a lifelike dragon, and the light flowed, and the sky seemed to dim for a moment.
And the long sword kept humming at this time, which couldn't help but make Yan Long frown.
When the angry dragon comes out, it will burn the prairies.
I believe that the vast majority of the powerhouses of the Magic Continent have heard of this sentence, but more people only know one of them, but they don't know the other, they only know the name of the angry dragon battle, but they don't know the other divine weapon, the same name of the angry dragon, is the sword.
It's not that no one knows about the Angry Dragon Sword, it's just that the vast majority of those who know it have already ...... He's dead.
"The angry dragon will slay the evil spirit, Klin, have you encountered it?"
With a whisper, Yan Long's gaze looked forward again, and the dark and deep castle was hidden in the thick clouds, and it was impossible to see its true face at all, adding a bit of mystery to its thin air.
"Now that you've used the Raging Dragon, then...... It's time for my sword to move. ”
Between the words, Yan Long stroked the sword body, and the sword actually got rid of Yan Long's palm and went straight to the sky, and the buzzing sword sound mixed with the bloody qi spread violently.
"The debts you owe, from today onwards, pay them back!"