Chapter Seventy-Three: Beating (Part II)
"Did you move the origin?"
Feng Yan sneered, his fist rose and fell, and the void shook.
These fierce punches made the Red Star Jiao's shadow dull in color and its breath sluggish, but the fierce light and anger in its eyes were even more violent, still entangled, refusing to evacuate, it was indeed one of the most brutal ancient star beasts.
On the old man's finger, a ray of bright and crystalline pure light condensed, emitting the power of the main source of light, although it was very small, but it gave people a very incredible feeling.
This is the most precious enlightenment of a powerhouse in the Light Realm, and under normal circumstances, no one is willing to take it out.
"There is giving and taking, even if the old man loses, he will be able to take it back. ”
The old man hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and flicked his fingers, sending this precious ray of light into the body of the Thousand Hands Compassion Venerable, which was about to be disintegrated by the new blade.
Whether it is out of the dignity of the strong or for the benefit of interests, he must use this ray of light!
"Yes, I think you're going to have a lot of treasures. ”
Feng Yan sneered faintly, and the light flame was circulating from bottom to top, scorching white and dazzling, setting off him like a son of God. A pair of clear blue eyes glowed, and they did not stop it, watching the old man crane struggle with interest.
"Stupid boy, since the old man has used the light, then there will be no suspense about today's affairs!"
The old man of the crane stepped on the ocean of light, facing the sassy wind, his silver hair was flying, his clothes were fluttering, facing the wind, and his tone was proud and conceited again.
Airplanes......
Soon, a vast aura came to my face.
Xue Liang's new blade trembled at high frequency.
The thousand-armed great venerable that should have collapsed was blessed by Guangxi, and it was restored and reorganized, and the compassionate face of the benevolent eyebrows and good eyes was serene and dusty, and the treasure was endless, like the gods and Buddhas worshipping him, revealing endless mercy.
This divine product mastery began to be interpreted to the extreme, and the power of the law emanated.
At this time, a ray of light appeared on the back of Feng Yan's hand.
"But you want me to do it. ”
Qingtian's voice came: "Being angry out of nothing is not good at fighting. This person is already on the second step of the Light Realm, willing to burn the light, and his combat power is not low. ”
"Uncle E, I won't bother you this time. If this strange old man is frightened once, it will be boring, and I will beat his arrogance little by little. ”
A sneer of ill-willed sneer flashed in Feng Yan's eyes, and his spirit surged, and sixty-four ancient white array flags suddenly appeared in his hand, carrying nine unique patterns of calamity.
There are thunder paths, void paths, killing paths, and destruction paths on it...... The smell of killing is strong, and it is not ordinary at first glance.
"This set of Nine Tribulation Prison Array Flags is enough to play him around. ”
Qing Tian'e didn't say anything again, and fell silent.
If the wind is like this, then let him go, it is nothing more than some pastime.
"Don't back down yet!"
The old man crane stood on top of Dazun's head, his hands behind his back, his eyes were silent, looking at Xue Liang's blade that was still being resisted by a thousand hands, and said coldly.
The sorrowful eyes opened, the thousand hands burst out with brilliance, and the divine patterns filled the sky, striking the universe angrily.
The new blade trembled and made a metallic sound, although it was trying its best to resist, but at this time, the thousand hands were not the same, and even the stars were going to be destroyed at once.
There was a bang.
The new blade was knocked away, spinning at high speed, but there was no eternal motion, and at a certain distance, it turned into a part of the light out of nothing, and flew back to Feng Yu's side.
The old man looked at Feng Yan coldly.
"As far as your new blade is concerned, there is no longer any threat, Fei to the old man a ray of light, you are proud enough, just stay with the star refining treasure, and the old man will use it for you." ”
"Are you finished?"
Feng Sheng interrupted him, raised the sixty-four white array flags in his hand, and signaled: "See, this will make you cry later, and you must not ask for mercy when the time comes." ”
"It's ......"
The old man was slightly puzzled, and when he looked closely, his pupils shrank.
These sixty-four robbery pattern array flags circulate all kinds of killing and robbery avenues. The materials used to cast the array flag seem to be sacred wood and heavenly silk, which are obviously extraordinary.
He looked at Feng Yan deeply, and suddenly became jealous, and chuckled:
"No matter what level of your banner is, do you think you can complete this formation right under the nose of the old man?
The old man laughed, gradually presumptuous, his face was wrinkled, and he smiled like a brilliant old chrysanthemum. The more I think about it, the more hilarious it becomes, at the juncture of the big war, this kid actually took out a set of array flags?
Where is the time to arrange?
If it is buried in advance, he has nothing to say, maybe he really wants to make a mistake, and now take it out, is it too unkind to take him in his eyes?
"Ben Shao is strange, where did you come from so many scenes, and you still need to care about you in a formation?" Feng Yu frowned, grabbed sixty-four rods, melted into the void, and disappeared in place in an instant, without a trace of ripples.
"People...... What about people???"
The old man was startled, his perception spread, he searched any corner around, and was shocked to find that there was no trace of Fengxi.
He literally seemed to disappear into thin air.
With a sigh of relief, the old man was inexplicably flustered, he couldn't think of the reason, whether it was teleportation or breaking into the dark space, it would leave traces in the sky.
This teenager actually broke the theorem!
"Whoa!"
Thousands of miles away, Feng Yan calmly walked out of the void, and a white array flag was planted by him casually, and then he disappeared again, reappeared, and so on, in a few breaths, all the Nine Tribulation Prison Banners were laid out.
"How did you do that?"
The old man's heart was beating a little hard, and the situation was a little wrong.
So weird, perfectly integrated into the void, leaving no trace, this is what a teenager can do?
"Is it necessary to explain to you?"
Feng Yan responded coldly, this magic skill, the nine-tailed Yu Spirit in the black prison could not be perceived, let alone a small light lord.
That's why Feng Yu is not happy.
A person whose strength is far lower than his own is arrogant and rude in front of him. It's hard to be anyone else.
It didn't take long for the Nine Tribulations to be arranged, and with a slap of the wind, there was a wide opening of space out of nothing, and countless crystal clear Yu Jing flowed out, like a river rushing to the sixty-four pole array flag.
"Enjoy. ”
Feng Yu flew up into the sky of the stars, and looked down, and a large area of the surrounding star fields had been circled by him.
"Ha, can you trap the old man?"
The old man felt vaguely that something was wrong, but he didn't want to lose face, so he forced himself to laugh, and he wanted to leave this encircled star field with one step.
"Boom!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out, a golden thunderbolt fell from the sky, so fast that he couldn't dodge, blasting open a hundred thousand zhang void and slashing directly at his Heavenly Spirit Gai.
This is not mortal thunder, containing the power of the law of thunder, the most indestructible light body, instantly exploded above Hexuan's head, the golden lightning was blazing and furious, flooding there, the old man's face suddenly turned black, his hair fell down, and there was a smell of burning.