Chapter 122: The Old Ghost in a Fireshirt
The mountains are imprinted, the respect of a thousand mountains.
With a majestic momentum, at this moment, the white-robed young man with red blood vessels in his arms and blue tendons on his neck smashed the black and white seal, which was sixty meters long and wide, and thirty meters thick, towards the black and white enchantment that changed with the Xuan Watermark.
Both Yin and Yang Martial Sources and Yin and Yang Seals, the Mountain Seal touching the Xuan Watermark enchantment will not trigger the balance within the enchantment. But he said coldly, even if the martial arts source was exhausted, he would not give Huo Qian a chance to breathe.
If you really have to wait for Huo Qian to react, he will be the one who can't do it.
However, Leng Dao didn't need to care about whether the Xuanshui Barrier was still in a state of equilibrium, and when Huo Qian in the enchantment sensed another terrifying force coming, he tried his best to shake the Xuanshui Barrier into black and white brilliance. Looking up at the mountain seal of the black cloud pressing down on the city, with his instinctive reaction, after Wan Xun slammed a punch in his chest and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, the two purple-red fire dragons behind him quickly formed and rushed straight towards the mountain seal.
Although this fire is furious, it has not yet reached the point of desperation. Previously, the Great Elder of the Sect did not even have the courage to launch an attack in front of the all-engulfing dark sphere, and if he commanded the Elephant Seal to rush straight towards the cold path, the effect would naturally not be good, but he had no scruples about dealing with this mountain seal.
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The top of Yangshan and the afterglow of the sunset are about to fall asleep, but under the illumination of the source of fire and fire, the huge Yangshan is like a sunset, and it is bright. In the next moment, the lush Yangshan Mountain was quiet.
A loud and violent explosion swept through the two mountain ranges in an instant. At this moment, all the birds and insects in the mountains died, and the beasts in the distance roared wildly.
Under the bewitching fox gaze of Fu Yan'er, the two fire dragons that Huo Qian tried his best to control were biting with the Leng Dao Mountain Seal for a moment, and the contact surface of the two energies immediately exploded into a brilliant mist that completely swept the Mountain Seal and the Fire Dragon, even the two of Leng Dao.
With Fu Yan'er's ability, he could naturally see through the internal situation of the two of them, but now this cute and outrageous little white fox shook his head slowly.
The white robe of the cold road in the light mist was cracked and almost nothing, and the blood vessels of the arm that was fixed by the annihilation and the sky breaking the iron frame were cracked again. Rao is like this, this guy is still desperately trying to suppress the mountain seal that has consumed four or five tenths of the martial power towards the fire.
The cold channel was broken, and Huo Qian, who was blessed by the strange energy, was also seriously injured. The flame dragon spirit condensed by this guy before was shattered into nothingness after biting the mountain seal for only two faces, and the dragon elephant seal was still acceptable, but it could only stabilize the sinking momentum of the mountain seal.
However, this guy with blood in his mouth was also ruthless, and he could even free up one palm to clench into a fist in the game of serious injury, and the flame fists of more than ten meters in size smashed towards the bottom of the black and white seal one after another, striving to act on Leng Dao's body through the mountain seal.
Such an attack will be more terrifying than the cold channel of casting the mountain seal, but according to Fu Yan'er's thoughts, this guy may still have some thoughts of breaking the mountain seal, and he will burn the cold path to death in the flames.
But the more she stared at the frenzied fire, the more Fu Yan'er felt sorry for the cold path of the elephant seal. If the sun candle shines on a sonic attack at this moment, then the dragon elephant seal of the fire migration will instantly blur, not to mention, this fire migration will have to be crushed into powder by the mountain seal.
It's a pity that this world has given Leng Dao a holy relic that is used in a medium interest but does not know how to use it.
It's also jealous and cold!
"I can really persevere. ”
Perceiving the young man in the light mist again, Fu Yan'er unconsciously turned the fox face away. Although she didn't know why Leng Dao was holding on to the mountain seal and waiting for the fire to move, but... Can this guy's robe be shattered any less?
It's one thing to sleep on Leng Dao's shoulder or in his arms, but it's another thing to see that the young man is almost naked, and her face is not thick enough to treat it as nothing.
What is the purpose of the cold passage through the mountain seal to carry the attack of the fire migration?
In order to make the fire move consume more martial arts, in order to create an excellent opportunity for himself to fight back. And after sensing that the power of Huo Qian's fist swinging like a madman was gradually weakening, the cold Dao eyes with blood in his mouth were like torches.
"Explosion,"
Listening to the young man's shocking drink, the mountain seal that was controlled fifty meters away from him flickered strangely, and the deep black and white light was chaotic and staggered, and Leng Dao's mind turned quickly and pulled down the sun candle above his head.
Next, his life had to be entrusted to this holy spirit, who usually could not count on an attack.
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The Storm of Annihilation finally bloomed in a terrifying posture that shocked the eyeballs.
In the space where the mountain seal and the fire migrated together, a wave of explosive gas with a diameter of a kilometer completely enveloped the world in less than a breath.
The beautiful and dangerous Wu Yuan's brilliance dissipated like a blade, and the crystal energy turmoil around Fu Yan'er swept away this destructive energy, but the kilometer-high Yang Mountain was shocked by the explosion energy and collapsed inch by inch, and the dust and gravel on the mountain were fluttering, so it was not shocking.
"Worthy of the father's name. ”
The explosion energy in the center was impenetrable to Fu Yan'er's perception, and now she could only use the extremely suppressive aura of the sun candle to the rest of the divine beasts to sense the life and death of the cold channel.
The sun is still shining, and the cold channel will naturally not die.
"Huh?"
But just when the central energy gradually calmed down, the ruler-long white fox's eyes narrowed suddenly, only to hear the white fox's whin, and then suddenly turned to the size of a meter, and the white fox was like a white lightning shuttling in the dust, shuttling straight to the front and down.
And now, where is the furious aura in the center of the mist? Only wisps of purple-black light float quietly, struggling to flicker a few moments of light before disappearing completely.
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The time of the unitary is about to fall, and the cloud and rain peaks on the side of the Ten Thousand Fire Mountains and the Holy Fire Peak suddenly burst and break from the mountainside.
In the dust and mist, a wizened and thin old man with withered white hair and a fire shirt slowly stepped out, and the old man was carrying a young woman naked and with a dead face.
The woman had previously been drained of her yin qi by the old man in the fireshirt.
Indifferently threw the woman's corpse into the mountain range, his eyes were deep, and the old man who looked like a ghost skeleton stared directly at the purple-and-black robed Wu envoy who stepped up from the Holy Fire Peak.
"What did your envoy Wu do?"
The old man closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment, and in the next moment, a terrifying and violent scorching aura shrouded the Ten Thousand Fire Mountain Range, and the night was deep and cold, but this mountain range was raised by the old man's breath by dozens of degrees, like a furnace.
"Miscalculated, the woman next to Leng Dao is probably not a simple person. ”
Shocked by the old man's strong breath, he took dozens of steps back, and the face of the Wu envoy was extremely gloomy.
He is indeed not a big man in the palace, but in this corner of the court is enough to walk sideways, who knows that this old guy who forcibly entered the next realm with the help of the fire beads in his palace will be so faceless.
However, the envoy Wu also has the strength to judge the situation, counting the three elders who were slapped to death by Huo Qian this afternoon, and listening to the old ghost just now, the envoy Wu guessed that there was no one else in the top level of the Ten Thousand Fire Sect except the old ghost.
The children and grandchildren are all dead, and he can still accept being drunk by this old guy.
"However, this time, the old sect master of the fire came forward, and with the assistance of this envoy, he would definitely be able to behead the cold path and the woman. Envoy Wu smiled softly.
But the old man in the fire-shirted laughed angrily.
"If you have such a good intention, how can my grandson be easily wiped out by the cold little miscellaneous pieces?" the old man took a long breath, and his ghostly gaze slowly dispersed beyond the mountain range.
"Well, this time, the envoy of Wu will stay in the Wanhuo Mountain Range first, and wait for the sect master to bring back the little miscellaneous pieces and the woman, but to see what the envoy of Wu has to do with the two. ”
I saw that with a wave of the old man's fire shirt and short sleeves, a fist-sized red fire bead in the Holy Fire Peak of the Ten Thousand Flame Sect Hall instantly surfaced and was held in his hand. Swept away the Wu envoy coldly, the old man shook his head numbly and then straightened his fire shirt, and stepped out hundreds of meters in one step.
It's so fast, it's terrifying.
"The fire is finally going to burn. ”
The back was far away, and at this moment, the envoy of Wu put his hands behind his back, and the corners of his mouth floated a playful smile. Did you really think that the killing intent of this fire-shirted old ghost at the last glance could not be perceived?
But it is said that life and death are fate, success or failure are in the sky, but he wants to see if this old ghost and the cold sky can cover his eyes.