Qingliang Mountain, the top of the sky,

Huo Shang, who was enough to attack two hundred breaths, had a face that was difficult to see to the extreme, and the sun candle that he said coldly before was a turtle shell was a small talk.

Is this a fucking turtle shell? It's clearly a bottomless pit that devours power! If Leng Dao really wants to burrow into it and not come out, how long will he have to attack before he stops?

It is no wonder that Huo Shang, who has the strength of Tai Chi Huangpin, is now full of anger, Leng Dao is young but his hole cards are one after another, and the variables are simply the first time in his life that he has lived for a hundred years. But Leng Dao can't fight here, and Fu Yan'er can't fight on his side.

Low-level martial artists need to fight for a while to distinguish between superior and inferior, for example, the Four Elephant Realm and the Liangyi Realm need one or two faces to have a detailed understanding in their hearts. However, in a realm like theirs, one or two can be judged only from the difference between the other party's momentum and aura.

He had thought that Fu Yan'er would be untargeted, but after a little thought, he threw this thought out again. If it was really untargeted, how could Fu Yan'er know at a glance that he contained a frenzied power in his body?

Said to listen to the mountain ghosts, and the mountain ghosts scoffed.

Boom, boom,

But just when Huo Shang was in a dilemma, in the constriction of Fu Yan'er and his eyes, the sun candle that was calm in the sky for more than 200 breaths spread out strangely around the body and swallowed everything. Seeing such a vision, Huo Shang did not dare to be careless, and the power of the fusion of Huo Wuyuan and Half Desolate Qi tightly rippled around his body.

"Roar~"

And just as the darkness gradually disappeared, a roar containing monstrous pain spread like a beast roaring and a forest madness. Fu Yan'er and the two stared closely, in the center of heaven and earth, the young man in white robe was covering his temples in pain at the moment.

There was a terrifying aura of insurrection around the young man's body, and when a wisp of pure dark energy slowly converged into the center of Leng Dao's eyebrows, Leng Dao's white jade hair shook and his long hair fluttered, the young man's eyes widened angrily, and his seven orifices were full of terrifying darkness. Looking at the young man's hunting robe again, when it turned to pieces, even the flesh and blood of his limbs were torn apart.

Is this still the young man who prayed that the sun and candle will give him some shelter before? Even if someone thinks that Leng Dao has entered the devil, no one will doubt it!

"This force?"

In the distance, Fu Yan'er's divine consciousness froze as she approached the violent force, and in this power she clearly felt part of the breath of the sun candlelight.

Isn't the sun candle already completely sensing the cold channel?

Compared to Fu Yan'er, the fire shang around the fire python finally understood the reason for his uneasiness before. In that wisp of pure darkness and furious energy, he really felt the breath of death.

"Little thing, you want to erase the old decay, you are still a little tender. ”

Faced with the threat of death, Huo Shang finally chose to strike first. When the young man roared in pain, the old ghost of the Ten Thousand Fire Sect drank and the fire python rose into the sky, opening its fangs with a terrifying flame aura, and the fire python followed closely after the flame flow gushed first, and it was bound to strangle the attack of the cold path in the abdomen.

Wow

I didn't know that when the flame flow that was enough to burn the mountains and boil the sea was less than twenty meters away from the cold channel, an invisible aura actually blocked the flame flow. Seeing this, the palm of the hand controlling the fire python trembled even more.

With his experience in the Taiji Realm, it is not only as simple as reading countless women, it is rumored that when some martial arts masters use attacks, whether it is a random attack or the power of martial arts, this power will be accompanied by an invisible defensive aura around their bodies. As long as the aura is not broken, the person who casts the martial technique will not be interrupted halfway.

But he couldn't figure out how this aura could appear on Leng Dao?

"It's that power. ”

Huo Shang was at a loss, and Fu Yan'er was also pondering all this. Seeing that Leng Dao was tormented by that power, and that the energy was about to merge into the young man's eyebrows, Fu Yan'er finally determined where this aura came from.

"Roar~"

Qingliang Mountain Heavenly Dome, the flesh and blood that had already been blown up by the power of the Zhiyang Qi and the Yin Wuyuan confrontation Leng Dao's right arm to extinguish the cang, Leng Feng instantly appeared in the bloodied palm.

With his body almost becoming a barrel of dynamite, he urgently needed to pour out this power at this moment. And the object of the pouring is naturally the fire python that is rushing over... and the fire that stares at himself.

"Slash,"

A sound mixed with depression and pain spread from the mouth of the cold road again, and I saw that the young man with an unbreakable aura around him held the sky high in his hand, and after the crystal ten inch cold front of the blade was completely transformed into a pure black blade, the cold road's arms slid down fiercely in the style of sword splitting Huashan, and then a narrow but 100-meter-long sword gang pierced the sky and the earth, dazzling and floating.

"Fist of Fire,"

The dark sword slashed into the air, and a few strands of withered white hair on Huo Shang's skull suddenly exploded. After the mind turned to control the fire python to turn around and return to the protective body, the Ten Thousand Fire Sect's Yang and Fierce Fist Bottom Fist Martial Arts were unleashed.

Today, as long as he is not dead, he can do without the unique Yin Furnace in the distance, but he has to ask for the means of breaking out the death blow of Leng Dao.

Now watching the fire shirt on Huo Shang's body roll and sound, as the circle of light on the old ghost's body glowing with purple-black arcs of light merged into his right hand, less than fifty meters away from the dark sword gang, seeing that the fire python on the sword gang cut through him as simple as a paper, Huo Shang immediately swung his right fist, a forty meters long, but full of wonderful flame patterns of the fist also rushed towards the all-breaking dark sword gang.

"Is this bastard going to kill himself?"

Jian Gang collided with the fire fist, Fu Yan'er stared at the cold dao in his hand to extinguish the cang, Leng Feng suddenly came out of his hand, and when the bleeding and stumbling figure of the seven orifices was still struggling in mid-air, Fu Yan'er didn't care about anything, and immediately shot towards the cold road.

In the past, Leng Dao used the sun candle as the last defense to withstand the explosion of the two forces, but at this time, this guy is no different from the living dead, where does he have the strength to condense the sun candle again?

If you don't make a move, there will only be one dead word in the end.

call

At the top of the sky, just when Fu Yan'er thought that another disaster of the end times came, the beautiful and bechanting eyes saw that the dark sword gang that pierced the sky was easily smashed, and the fierce fist that Huo Shang swung was split in two.

This scene is quiet, shocking, and weird.

And Jian Gang expanded more and more in the deep eyes of the old ghost of Huoshang, until this beauty of the Source Domain saw that this old demon didn't even have time to react and was slashed into a ball of nothingness by Jian Gang, and the powerful Jian Gang struck again for thousands of kilometers embedded in a mountain range, splitting the mountain range into two mountains before exhausting his strength, Fu Yan'er turned his head mechanically to look at the bloody young man on his body who was vaguely visible except for his left arm.

As for the exterminating cold front on his right arm and the sin breaking knife behind his back, they had already been shocked down by the young man or fell on the bottom of the cool mountain.

However, this did not prevent Fu Yan'er from being shocked by the cold path again.

When the young man stepped into the four elephants, he slashed the master of the Wutian Sect angrily, and now it is not yet the realm of the two instruments, and he is the old demon of the Ten Thousand Flames Sect with a sword, although the water of the two instruments realm is extremely large, it is far from being comparable to the two instruments realm.

Still a sword,

"This, is this also the power of the Heavenly Dao?"

The red lips opened slightly, and Fu Yan'er muttered to herself.

In front of the beauty, the young man with his eyes and seven orifices bleeding like a stream of blood fell down.

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