Tulou is very strong, or rather, the divine beasts that can stay in Kunlun are very strong. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But why they are strong, Yu Yao doesn't know. Now that I heard Shengyu talk about the power of divinity, I understood the reason.

"Although it has the divine power you mentioned, the enclosure is not very strong! With the help of the altar, the Taihao clan should still have a chance to seal. ”

After thinking about it, Yu Yao said.

And just as Yu Yao was arguing for the Taihao clan, the blue light of the seal below had completely wrapped the enclosure and began to slowly seep inward.

But when the cyan divine light from Taihao's divinity wanted to completely seal the perimeter, a little bit of turquoise ripples flashed out from between the two corners of the perimeter, although there was no way to break free from the shackles of the cyan light under the shackles of the chalcedony knife, but it always maintained the last bit of autonomy.

Feng Yan on the platform frowned, layers of green qi on his face were stacked, and the blue light around the altar was flourishing, constantly approaching the inside of the surrounding body.

The encircled body was losing its hands one after another, and it was constantly falling into the seal of cyan divine light. But the last bit of divine power firmly protected the brain, tenaciously blocking the spread of blue light.

Taihao's cyan divine light and the heaven-given divine power of the enclosure itself clashed constantly in the body of the enclosure, even in the enclosure where the body was completely unable to move under the chalcedony knife, in this case, he couldn't help but spit out the snake letter, and let out a low hoarse hiss.

Taking a breath, even with the help of the Yin Spirit Arm on the altar, this kind of devastating divine power is still very tiring for Feng Yan. And with the short rest of Fengyan, the blue light wrapped in the envelope also slowed down the invasion slightly, making the envelope take a breath.

A pair of cold blue snake pupils flipped up slightly, and stared at the wind rock on the altar. With the blessing of divinity, Feng Yan immediately discovered his eyes full of malice.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Yan was not moved by the encircled eyes. There may be people in this world who can kill enemies with just their eyes, but there is no doubt that Siege is not one of them.

However, at this time, Feng Yanmian still maintained a calm appearance, but his heart was slightly bitter. Although he was very modest in front of Yu Yao, Feng Yan, who inherited Taihao's divinity, still had absolute pride in his bones. But this pride has no effect on the encirclement, neither during nor after the battle.

Under Feng Yan's gritted teeth, the cyan divine light attacked the brain that finally retained its autonomous consciousness again and again, but it was still fruitless.

Although the other witches couldn't understand the confrontation between the divine powers, the situation of the Qingguang stalemate on the field could still be understood. This group of constantly fighting witches has a considerable combat instinct, and even if there are only a few clues, it can probably be seen that this seal is probably going to fail in the end.

"Hey, although Fengyan is not bad, it is still a little worse after all, and I don't know what to do with the divine beast in the end. Even if he has lost his combat power, it will be difficult for us to fight the witch with a fatal blow!"

Under the altar, a witch who was slightly older than Feng Yan frowned, looked at it, couldn't help sighing, and said.

The realm of Taihao's divinity is the sky, the vibrant eastern heaven, which is expressed in the form of wind. The sound under the altar was easily heard by Feng Yan, but at this time he was already a little difficult to ride a tiger.

With his strength at this time, under the restraint of the chalcedony knife in the encirclement, it was not a problem to forcibly kill. But after inheriting Taihao's divinity, he is the only leader of the Taihao clan, and he must think about his clan.

Mythical beasts have a long lifespan and are more afraid of death than mortals. If there is an existence that can threaten their life and death, they will definitely destroy it desperately. Unless you have the power and power of the Suiren to suppress Middle-earth.

At this time, it is easy to directly solve the siege with divine power, but it will involve the water divine beasts that originally had no hatred with the human clan.

Originally, the divine beast that only talked about the mountain lord's lineage made the Middle Earth clan close to the brink of extinction, leaving only the Taihao clan to remain as it was because it was not the eighth division of the people. If it is revealed that it has the power to kill the divine beast at this time, then the fate of the Lei Ze Department, the Pan Scoop Department, and the Hexiong Department will not be far from the Taihao Clan.

Gritting his teeth to maintain the output of divine power, Feng Yan, who has always been calm, can only pin his hopes on uncontrollable luck at this time.

And Yu Yao, who saw such a scene in the sky, thought for a while, and then the white light in his hand turned, and a three-inch short cyan talisman appeared in his palm.

With a strong flick, the white light wrapped in the Blue Emperor Fu Zhao turned into a streamer and rushed towards the direction of the Taihao clan's nine-layer altar. When he got closer, a cyan cloud of blue qi spontaneously poured out from the Qingdi Fu Edict, and with a slight stroke, it broke through the package of Yu Yao's white light and fell straight onto the altar.

The blue light of the entire altar was stunned, like a suckling bird returning to its nest, and it was all sucked into the edict for the first time.

"Bang-bang-"

Like a heart, the edict that absorbed all the cyan divine light on the altar stirred deep and thickly, like a muffled thunder in the dark clouds.

He looked at the edict that suddenly appeared in front of him with some surprise, because he had just urged the divine power, Feng Yan was already a little out of strength at this time. There was no place to lean on the altar, so Feng Yan's body was a little crooked.

But looking at the edict suspended in the palm above his head, Feng Yan couldn't help but feel a longing from Taihao's divinity. Turning his gaze to the sky slightly, he could see the flaming feathers that were like flames. Feng Yan, who probably understood what was going on, gritted his teeth and grabbed the edict.

Like the most beautiful ink rendering, a wisp of green intent slowly spilled out of the air on the left hand of Fengyan, and in a few breaths, it turned into a touch of green yarn with an unstoppable momentum, enclosing the altar shallowly.

And Fu Zhao itself turned into a streamer, and he didn't care about the owner of Fengyan at all, and directly fused with Taihao's divinity, constantly resonating with the altar itself.

In a world that mortals can't hear with their ears, the passionate meaning of the Taihao Divine Nature, which is fused with the edict of the Blue Emperor, like a spring thunder, continues to sound in the ears of the heroic spirits attached to the altar.

With those thunderous sounds, there is a whole new force. Masculine and upright, but it does not hurt the body of the heroic soul in the slightest.

A heroic ancestor who was praised in the mouth of the Taihao clan appeared in front of the Taihao clan in a delicate way, neatly lined up in several columns, and roared in unison.

It's like an ancient silent movie on the earth, although you can't hear the slightest sound, but the passionate meaning of daring to fight with the sky has been clearly reflected in everyone's hearts.

"Fight!Fight!!"

Hundreds of heroic spirits roared in unison, holding the magic power of the illusion of soldiers, like a torrent, rushing towards the altar. (To be continued.) )