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That Fire Tiger Phantom was Ling Yan's Spirit of the Divine Domain, and under the collision with Wu Yan's fist shadow condensed by the Extreme Mysterious Qi, the power was high.

Originally, Wu Yan's extremely mysterious qi could not condense the fist phantom, and even Wu Yan himself was taken aback when he saw the black and white fist phantom.

After inducting with the extreme Xuan force field, Wu Yan discovered that this punching fist style played by the bull punch across the mountain can condense the black and white fist phantom, which is completely due to the fact that it is on the top of this 'yin' Yang Yuan Magnetic Mountain.

Although this place is sealed by the Five Elements Convergence Spirit Gathering Pagoda, the extremely mysterious qi here is still the thickest place in the entire forbidden land. The fist phantom was formed by Wu Yan's fist-pounding style that condensed the extremely mysterious qi here.

It's just that although Wu Yan's fist style has condensed a phantom, after all, it is just a fist strength, this kind of Xuangong combat skills that have not comprehended the fist intent or even fist do, cannot be channeled, and it does not have the power of supernatural powers, and it cannot be compared with the phantom of the fire tiger with a psychic artistic conception.

However, Wu Yan's Extreme Mysterious Qi Fist Fist Phantom was formed by the aggregation of powerful fist strength, and the power was also extremely amazing, and the Fire Tiger Phantom itself was also a lot weaker after it smashed into the fist shadow. Just this moment, Ling Yan consumed a lot of true yuan.

Ling Yan's 'gloomy' face flashed an abnormal red 'color', and he obviously suffered a dark loss this time.

After Wu Yan punched out a punch, his subordinates did not stop, and constantly played punching fists, punching fists, and pounding fists, and constantly launched stormy attacks on Ling Yan from all directions with the strength of fighting cattle across the mountain.

Here he doesn't have to worry about consumption at all, on the top of this mountain, the Extreme Xuan Qi is extremely thick, and the Extreme Xuan Qi he consumes can be replenished at any time.

What's even more weird is that here, his Extreme Xuan Force Field is also filled with a large amount of Extreme Xuan Qi, and the various fist-style phantoms he shoots out don't need to consume his own Extreme Xuan Qi at all.

In this battle, he only needed to use the Extreme Xuan Qi in his body to condense into an Extreme Xuan Force Field, and then use the Extreme Xuan Force Field to control the Extreme Xuan Qi around him and condense it into a fist-like phantom. This kind of weird and bizarre fighting method, Wu Yan encountered it for the first time, and at the same time, Wu Yan was also in the fist style that Gu Gu kept playing, and felt the fist intent of the Xuan Gong battle technique.

On the other hand, Ling Yan, after using the imitation of the five-colored pagoda to fix Wu Yan's Great Five Elements Immortal Divine Sword, he also tried to use this colorful glow to fix Wu Yan's extreme Xuan force field, who knows, although his multicolored glow is powerful, but Wu Yan's purple eyes and green wood divine light are not bad, although the use of this divine eye technique consumes yuan power very quickly, but Wu Yan still did not hesitate to continuously make his eyes spew out purple pupils and blue eyes divine light, and collided with the colorful glow that fell from the pagoda, making Ling Yan unable to fix his primordial spirit.

Ling Yan obviously didn't expect that Wu Yan's combat power was so strong, and various methods were also endless, each of which made him feel quite tricky.

Although he is an old monster who has cultivated for nearly 10,000 years, and he has some very powerful spirit treasures in his hands, the 'flesh' body he took away has not yet been completely fused after all, and this 'flesh' body, whether it is the true yuan mana or its own strength, is difficult for him to control as he wishes, let alone want to exert all his combat power.

In this way, you came and went, and the two fought for most of the hour. However, things were obviously far beyond Ling Yan's expectations and control, and even Wu Yan himself didn't expect that as the battle lengthened, he would gradually gain the upper hand.

Boom!

A violent sound erupted in the air, and the shaking Siye Valley echoed. Another huge black and white fist slammed into the Fire Tiger Phantom, scattering and collapsing. However, this impact was very different from the dozens of previous impacts.

The spiritual 'nature' of the fire tiger's phantom actually collapsed a lot in this impact, showing the appearance of a great loss of spiritual 'nature'. The Fire Tiger Phantom was hit hard, and Ling Yan was immediately counterattacked, and suddenly opened his mouth to spew out a cloud of 'essence' blood, and his 'color' became pale and embarrassing.

He stared at Wu Yan with a hideous face, gritted his teeth and roared: "Boy, I didn't expect that your methods were not bad, and you could actually injure the spirit of the Divine Domain in this seat. This seat has been completely 'provoked' by you! Today, this seat is determined to break up your primordial spirit, 'pump' your soul to refine your soul, and avenge the spirit of the divine domain of this seat!"

For the furious Ling Yan, Wu Yan didn't even look at it, he didn't say a word, he still threw out all kinds of punches like a storm, and bombarded Ling Yan in the middle.

At this moment, due to the backlash, the imitation multicolored pagoda that Ling Yan sacrificed, the colorful glow that spewed out, dimmed, and the Great Five Elements Immortal Divine Sword, which had been trapped, suddenly roared, got out of trouble, and escaped to the top of Wu Yan's head to freeze, flickering and spitting five 'colors' of light.

At this time, Wu Yan, after continuously hitting hundreds of different punches, fell into a very mysterious understanding, looking at his situation, it seemed that he had 'touched' a trace of fist intent.

With the emergence of this mysterious situation, Wu Yan's punching speed became faster and faster, and he became more and more aggressive. The extremely mysterious qi around him, affected by his fist fighting across the mountain, became like an erupting torrent, surging towards Ling Yan, and the oppressive and angry Ling Yan continued to exert all his strength, resisting and dissolving Wu Yan's fist style, and could not find any chance to fight back at all.

The more Ling Yan fought, the more depressed he became, and the more he fought, the more aggrieved he became, but there was nothing he could do. He still has a treasure that he hasn't shown, and he is confident that as long as he can sacrifice this treasure, he will definitely be able to move back to the disadvantage in an instant, but Wu Yan's fist style is getting faster and faster, and he doesn't have any chance to sacrifice that treasure at all.

While using all his skills to resist Wu Yan's indiscriminate bombardment, he looked at Wu Yan and checked Wu Yan's specific situation. When he saw that Wu Yan seemed to have fallen into an epiphany, and he was feeling every punch he made, he suddenly had an even worse feeling.

At this time, Ling Yan felt more and more depressed and aggrieved, but he felt an unprecedented shock in his heart.

You must know that he and that wind god are both disciples of the Taixu 'Gate', and they are also brothers and sisters, although he has not cultivated the Extreme Xuan Breaking Void Technique, but he has also heard from the Wind God the specific situation of the Xuan Gong combat technique attached to this 'door' alchemy. He knew very well that it was impossible for this 'gate' Xuangong combat technique to reach the level of channeling gods, that is to say, no matter what kind of course he cultivated this set of Xuangong combat techniques, it was impossible to cultivate it into a supernatural combat technique.

With this level of Xuangong combat skills, if you want to comprehend the fist intent, the difficulty is conceivable. Even among the disciples accepted by the Wind God back then, no one could truly comprehend the fist intent of this fist fighting across the mountain.

However, looking at Wu Yan's current state, it is clearly a harbinger of imminent comprehension of fist intent.

If Wu Yan is allowed to go on like this, then he will no longer have the possibility and opportunity to defeat Wu Yan.

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Yan's heart couldn't help but feel a chill. The feeling that this monk gave him was so terrible and special, he had never met such a difficult person.

Gritting his teeth, Ling Yan suddenly gave up his control of the imitation multicolored pagoda for the time being, and suddenly punched Wu Yan with dozens of punches at the same time with both hands, and the fiery red 'color' aura continued to gush out from his arms, converging into one place, condensing into a terrifying fire 'wave', and the fire 'wave' finally condensed into a hideous and terrifying fire tiger phantom of tens of zhang size.

The Fire Tiger Phantom condensed this time was obviously different from any of the Fire Tiger Phantoms before. The condensed Fire Tiger Phantom this time is not only dozens of times larger than the original, but also the condensed Cheng dù has also reached the same level of existence as the real Fire Tiger.

What's even more terrifying is that this huge Fire Tiger Phantom actually seemed to have spiritual intelligence, and under Ling Yan's finger, it swooped towards Wu Yan.

What's even more bizarre is that after this Fire Tiger Phantom pounced on Wu Yan, it was no longer a hard-hitting collision with Wu Yan's fist-like phantom, but also played a variety of different attack methods, while defeating Wu Yan's fist-like phantom one by one, and at the same time swooping down on Wu Yan who was feeling the fist intent.

Dozens of different fist-style phantoms were all destroyed by the fire tiger phantom, and the new fist-style phantom had not yet been beaten out by Wu Yan, at this moment, the fire tiger phantom that had approached Wu Yan, and a trace of mystery flashed in the fiery red eyes, and he actually opened his mouth and bit Wu Yan hard, and he had the posture of killing Wu Yan with his strong fire power.

Seeing that Wu Yan, who was closing his eyes and falling into an epiphany, was about to be bitten by this fire tiger, and his epiphany of fist intent was interrupted.

Suddenly, a snow-white silver python suddenly appeared in front of the huge tiger head of the Fire Tiger Phantom, and slammed towards the tiger head of the Fire Tiger Phantom.

The snow-white silver python practiced, after hitting the tiger's head, a large amount of water vapor smoke suddenly emerged from the head of the fire tiger phantom, and at the same time, these water vapor smoke quickly began to condense into ice and snow, freezing the attack of the fire tiger phantom part, making the fire tiger phantom pounce on the trend suddenly slowed down.

Wu Yan, who was not disturbed, entered another perception at this time. He stopped attacking, and the whole person stood still in an extremely strange posture, and then completely stood still.

What's even more unexpected is that Wu Yan, who stood down, didn't even make any punches anymore, as if he had completely fallen into silence.

The Snow White Silver Python, which was entangled with the Fire Tiger Phantom, was practicing with Leng Yao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, saw that Ling Yan was about to interrupt Wu Yan's fist intent perception, and he shot out in great anger.

The snow white silver python was practiced, but it was a strange light yarn magic weapon, and at this moment, under Leng Yao's control, it turned into an ice and snow silver python dozens of zhang long, which was entangled with the phantom of the fire tiger, making it impossible to get close to Wu Yan for a while.

However, Leng Yao's magic weapon, although the power is good, is not the spirit of the void god that she cultivated by herself after all, and she can't match the power of the spirit of the void god with her natal magic weapon.

The Ice and Snow Silver Python struggled with the Fire Tiger Phantom for less than a moment before it was torn to pieces by the furious Fire Tiger.

Leng Yao's face turned white again, and at the same time as spurting out a cloud of 'essence' blood, his body was also like a paper kite, and he was shocked to the edge of the cliff by a tiger roar from the phantom of the angry fire tiger, and almost fell down.

At this time, after a moment of entanglement by this Fire Tiger Phantom, Ling Yan had already sacrificed a small bell secret treasure that exuded a terrifying aura.

This small bell looks like it is only the size of a fist, but the 'hybrid' body exudes a terrifying aura of vast vicissitudes, and as soon as it is 'revealed', this aura covers the entire mountaintop.

"Hey, hey, kid, you can 'force' this seat to sacrifice the 'Dementor Town Yuan Bell' to deal with you, and pass it on, it's enough to be proud!" Ling Yan laughed fiercely, and with a pinch, the little bell secret treasure suddenly escaped into the air, and 'shot' the terrifying cyan 'color' aura of the debut - 32523 + dsuaahhh + 24476385 - >