The current situation is completely different, Ishikawa has tried his best to hide the secret of Black Flame, and he doesn't know if it has been discovered, if he wants to be automatically exposed, he is not so stupid and bold. Ran Wen ?en'org

Although he was inside the magic circle, it was supposed to be the safest place in the entire cave, but the earth-shattering sound and vibration outside came from time to time, making everyone in the field lose their calm expressions.

Everyone else, including Bi Fan, Wuxian, and Emperor Xu, frowned, and their faces were worried, although they could be called outstanding among young people, and they were dragons and phoenixes among people, but now facing a peak duel that was several levels higher, several people couldn't help but have thoughts of being powerless to resist.

A moment later, a loud bang broke out that was louder than all the movements just now, and the wall of light outside the circle collapsed, and a blood-colored dragon head that covered the sky and the sun opened its huge mouth, facing the people in the center of the circle.

Everyone suddenly changed color.

Ishikawa was surprisingly calm at this time, and a thought even flashed in his heart strangely, now that there is such a scene, then, can Di Ying, who has been hidden, continue to endure and not show his head.

A huge roar sounded from the dragon's mouth, and there was no other attack, just the sound that exceeded the limit of tolerance made everyone dizzy and tinnitus, and blood flowed from all seven orifices.

Wu Wu clenched the flying sword in his hand tightly, and there seemed to be a hint of fanaticism on his cold face.

Emperor Xuan carefully held the quaint small pagoda in the palm of his hand, and a little golden light slowly lit up from the center of his eyebrows.

Bi Fan took a deep breath, and the dark red Blood Hell Shura Knife was rippling with waves, and there was no wind to sing.

Ishikawa took a step back and closed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, a thunderous roar exploded throughout the space, and its sound was not much louder than the dragon's groan.

"Evil animal, come to life!"

Before the sound of the shout fell, the thick pillar of light that had been standing around the circle turned extremely fast, and in an instant, it merged into one, gathering into a great sword that connected the sky and the earth, and slashed straight down towards the dragon's head.

Phantom Yuan's figure suddenly appeared at the top of the dragon's head, compared to the huge dragon head, he was almost as small as an ant falling on top of a person's head, but the sudden appearance of this ant caused the mountain-like dragon's head to sink sharply down a large section.

"Get up!" Phantom Yuan held his hands up, as if he was holding the whole heaven and earth towards the falling sword.

Two giant claws poked out from the sea of blood, one left and one right grabbed the blade of the big sword, and the dragon scales on the giant claws were lifelike, reflecting the dazzling light of the big sword.

Ishikawa grabbed the stone pillar next to him to stabilize his body, and then retreated sharply, and at the same time flew up with two feet, kicking hard at the stone pillar in no particular order, using the force of the shock to speed up his own speed.

In Ishikawa's sight, the first person to be knocked out turned out was Bi Fan, who had been domineering before.

At this moment, Ishikawa suddenly figured out one thing, that is, one of the differences between a Qi Cultivator and a Body Refining Cultivator, and it was also the disadvantage of a Body Refining Cultivator who had not reached a certain height when facing a Qi Cultivator.

The body refining cultivator mainly refines the physical body, supplemented by the powerful divine soul, while the qi practitioner uses the divine soul to evolve the sea of consciousness and incarnate the spiritual consciousness, so in the attack at the level of the divine soul, the monk can have many defensive means, and if the body refining monk does not have the corresponding utensils in his hands, it is easy to fall into the trap and cannot extricate himself.

This is also the reason why Bi Fan was difficult to resist when facing the illusion attack of the Phantom Yuan directly aimed at the divine soul just now, and this is also because Bi Fan, as a child of a big clan, has a big family, and has something on his body that can protect the divine soul, so he can remain safe and sound after being shot away.

Everyone in the circle retreated in unison, until they reached the edge of the high platform before stopping, and under their watchful gaze, the giant claw and the great sword collided together as if they were slow.

There was no sound, no vibration, and both dissipated in mid-air.

Phantom Yuan ignored the second big sword condensed in the magic circle, and with the Dao Phantom in both hands, he formed one complex spell after another, and with his movements, the huge dragon head changed at a dazzling frequency, shrinking, and in a moment it condensed into a thin needle no more than a few inches long, which was gently held in Phantom Yuan's hand.

Although it looked like it was just a bright red embroidery needle on the outside, everyone in the field was covered with a thick haze in the bottom of their hearts at the moment it appeared, the thin needle trembled gently between the fingers of the phantom yuan, and the jade-white light emitted by the magic circle distorted and disappeared once it got closer, as if the entire space was swallowed up by it, forming an invisible vortex at the tip of the needle that could not be seen by the naked eye, but could be truly sensed.

Wu Nian's face changed, and he subconsciously muttered to himself: "Zhu Shen Thorn, could it be Zhu Shen Thorn!?"

As if a bolt of lightning crossed Ishikawa's mind, the relevant memories that suddenly popped up became extremely clear, and he was surprised why this exercise, which had only appeared in legends, actually appeared here, and it was still in the hands of a suspected monster.

Shouldn't this technique be created by the forerunner of sword cultivation, the amazing figure among the ancient monks, and with its fall and death, it has always disappeared between heaven and earth and never disappeared again, but now it suddenly appeared here, it is unbelievable.

"It's totally beyond expectations, and if that's the case, don't be surprised by whatever happens next. Ishikawa took a moment's heel, waiting for the release of the Phantom Element's killing move.

With a flick of the thumb and index finger of Phantom Yuan's right hand, the bright red needle disappeared in place, and at the same time disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

"I can't imagine that you, this evil beast, have cultivated into a god thorn!" With a soft shout, an illusory figure appeared above the high platform, he was wearing a square scarf, his face was ancient, and he was wearing a cyan robe.

Phantom Yuan sneered, but did not answer, and his right hand seemed to be quite heavy.

The vanishing Shen Shen Thorn suddenly revealed its hideous form, and a bright red long needle that seemed to exist in another space suddenly appeared in front of a cyan Daoist in a cyan Dao robe, although it was not pointed by the tip of the needle, everyone felt that all their consciousness was about to be sucked through.

The black flame in Ishikawa's eyes flashed away, for him, it was as if time had come to a standstill, and the trajectory of the Divine Thorn was also wonderfully displayed in front of his eyes, and the bright red slender needle did not follow an uninterrupted line, but stabbed in front of the Demon Path in a point-to-point jumping way.

The Divine Thorn actually ignored the limitations of space, and its appearance directly shocked the hearts of almost all the monks present.