"Boom!"

The gossip furnace turned, the invisible flame rose, and the space where cracks bloomed everywhere continued to explode, setting off a monstrous storm of air waves.

The same terrifying momentum storm rose from Yan Zhenglang's body, as if an invisible fist was struck, confronting the magnificent and unparalleled power of the Dao Array.

The energy collided thousands of times, rolling like a thunderbolt, rolling a tornado-like cyclone in all directions, and the piercing roar was endless. Yan hit the waves without moving, and a coarse cloth robe quietly fit the body, hanging down, as if standing in the center of the storm. Despite the rough seas around, the eye of the wind is unusually calm.

A trace of sadness flashed uncontrollably in Ning Kongyu's beautiful eyes, Yan Zhenglang undoubtedly let the Dao Array be launched until the power climbed to the peak, and the moment he was about to completely annihilate him, he was one of the escapes that had a flash of inspiration.

"First turn!"

With Guiguzi's light drink, the formation rotated, the gossip shifted to each other, and the white flawless Xun was hitting the waves against Yan. He suddenly swept out his long sleeves, and a style of flowing clouds and flying sleeves seemed to be rolled up and relaxed, as if opening and closing, covering the sky and the earth to the swallow waves.

The air waves that exploded around were like being absorbed by magnets, and they all chased the flowing clouds and flew away. This blow not only integrates the power of the other seven people, the clear air is thick and terrifying, but also contains the ancient breath of the Nine Transformations of Gongtong Heaven and Earth Furnace, the Taoist meaning is far and boundless, like the mysterious and natural breath of heaven and earth, without any trace of axe and chisel.

Yan Zhenglang could no longer stand safely, his waist and back were bowed, his body suddenly bounced, and he met it with a punch. The muscles, bones, qi and blood of the fist all fluctuate and tremble at a speed beyond the naked eye, implying dozens of techniques such as collision, pressure, unloading, supporting, pulling, winding, stirring, etc., and the direction of the force is up and down, left and right, and the changes are wonderful.

"Boom!" The moment the two sides touched, the cloud sleeve just rolled up plainly, and all kinds of changing fist power drifted away. Yan Zhenglang's arm couldn't help stiffening, the turbid qi circulating in his body was forcibly interrupted, and a faint wisp of strange breath seeped into his internal organs. Yun Sleeve shook the trend, Yan hit the wave and snorted, and the whole person turned upside down, and a red light flashed on his face.

The halo behind Guiguzi's head swayed, and his heart was settled. Under the turn of the Nine Transformations of the Heaven and Earth Furnace, Yan Zhenglang was repulsed, revealing a declining trend, worthy of the earth-shattering, weeping ghosts and gods of the ancient lore Dao array.

Without waiting for Yan to hit the waves and catch his breath, the Dao array changed and turned to the Gen position.

Second turn!

Jiumeng roared and kicked the ground, the whole ground exploded and collapsed, countless stones burst out, and quickly became larger in mid-air, turning into angular and huge rock mounds, densely covering the Yan waves.

"Bang-bang-Peng-" The rock swirled and crashed in mid-air, the trajectory was tortuous and unpredictable, and the smashing was full of treacherous ingenuity, far beyond Jiumeng's blind pursuit of fierceness when he shot alone.

Yan hit the waves and twisted his back, and his tall and burly body was as dexterous as a milk swallow, turning and jumping in the air, avoiding the rocks that hit him like a torrential rain again and again. Rao is like this, he can only run for his life, and he has no power to fight back.

"Whoosh!" A rock crossed a rapid arc and flew behind Yan Zhenglang, and with a flash of colored light, it suddenly turned into a palm-shaped mountain of five elements. The Venerable of the Five Elements had already transferred to the Bagua Cadre position, and without any gaps, he connected the attack of Jiumeng, pointing to the sky with one hand and flipping and falling with the other.

Turn 3!

Yan Zhenglang's eyes were dark, as if the entire sky was suddenly pressed down, and an indescribable terrifying heavenly power suppressed him from afar, and his movements couldn't help but stagnate slightly, frozen in mid-air.

"Bang!" The Five Elements Mountain slammed into Yan Banglang's shoulder, his back bent, his shoulder blades snapped, blood spurted from his mouth, and the foreign qi that seeped into his body grew stronger.

Ning Kongyu's expression was blank, and he clutched the cold hilt of his sword tightly. The Dao array changed to the third turn, and the power couldn't help but climb upward. With the tragic situation of Yan hitting the waves, if he can't survive the ninth turn, his soul will fly away and turn into a golden pill in the furnace of heaven and earth.

The blue, red, yellow, white, and black light shined, and the five elements of the mountain continued to press down, and the swallow waves were in a catastrophe. Suddenly, his torso shook, as if turning into a boneless soft snake, and folded back softly, his body bent at an unbelievable angle, firmly clinging to the mountain wall, avoiding the fatal blow.

The crowd looked amazed.

The faint thunder flashed away, and Kong Mingzi pounced out from the earthquake position, and silently imprinted the left rib of Yan Strike Lang with a palm.

Fourth turn!

"Boom-" The sky was intertwined with thunder and lightning, and the electric light in the shape of roots shone in twists and turns, and countless thunder and fire erupted from the gaps in the void, illuminating the sky and the earth. As soon as the empty Mingzi was hit, it retreated and rebounded back to the shock position. It was only at this time that a deafening thunderclap sounded inside Yan Zhenglang's left ribs, flesh and blood splattered out, the wound was scorched black and smoking, and the whole person rolled and threw into the air.

Fifth turn!

Wu Fengzi stretched out his arms and fingers, and a transparent arrow light was faster than the lightning and stone fire, and it shot out. Yan Zhenglang barely swung his left fist, and was about to stop the arrow light, his limbs suddenly became weak, and the turbidity in his body was discharged for no reason, and dissipated at a rapid speed. And the wisps of foreign qi that had infiltrated his body swelled up, like a greedy hungry beast, devouring his essence and blood qi yuan.

Blood rushed out, and the arrow light instantly penetrated Yan Zhenglang's lower abdomen, bringing his figure up and flying backwards. "His dantian is damaged!" Wu Fengzi's eyes flashed, and Sen Ran shouted.

Yan Zhenglang's majestic body was shrinking little by little, his skin was sinking, and his plump flesh was turning shriveled. The foreign qi in his body swelled to the limit, and suddenly shrank inward, turning into an unfathomable whirlpool, absorbing the essence of Yan Zhenglang's whole body endlessly.

The people of Guiguzi were not in a hurry or impatient, they shifted their shapes and transposed, calmly cast spells, and promoted the invisible furnace fire to climb steadily.

The whirlpool of strange qi then turned faster and faster, gradually condensing like a substance, flashing with wisps of luster.

Zhang Dongxu raised his palm and slapped it slowly, and the Jade Emperor Xuanqiong's clear qi was mighty and mighty, falling from the sky. On the top of the golden and brilliant Nantian Gate, a gorgeous golden scroll and jade decree fell, covered with mysterious and complex talisman ancient patterns, the god of hope was confused, like endless traces of the avenue were nurtured in it, and the cycle was endlessly changing.

Sixth turn!

Yan hit the wave perception is not good, forcibly lifted, the body moved and flipped in an instant, in mid-air uncertain, like a fallen leaf rolled up in the wind, fluttering and falling, it is difficult to judge the trajectory of the run.

This is not the operation of the turbid qi of the martial arts, but the pure power of the strong flesh.

The golden scroll and jade will spin, melodiously floating towards the swallow waves. No matter how he dodged, the golden scroll jade will always follow him like a maggot on his tarsal bones, until the moment when Yan hit the waves and stuck to his body silently.

In an instant, Yan Zhenglang's face was ashen, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he staggered and fell to the ground from mid-air. The golden scroll jade decree immediately turned into a puff of fly ash and slowly dissipated.

At the same time, the whirlpool of strange qi in Yan Zhenglang's body jumped suddenly, condensed like a pill, spun rapidly, and burst out a faint line of golden light.

The formation changed, and Ning Kongyu Fu Jian stood in the position of gossip.