Chapter 0235 - Imminent
While thinking in his mind, Uncle Huan not only did not stop, but his footsteps increased geometrically, and he continued to leap forward, leaving a series of afterimages of his body like a ghost, almost teleporting to Weng Jianwei's three-inch-tall Yuan Baby.
The reason for the height of three inches, every inch of height, the energy contained in it increases tenfold!
Uncle Huan's heart sank, he must not let this treacherous person get close to his master Zhao Xiang, and he must destroy him neatly before he reaches the master's Divine Tribulation area!
Otherwise, no one knows what the consequences will be!
Danger is imminent!
Uncle Huan stretched forward with his left hand!
Behind Weng Jianwei Yuanying, a palm made of light and shadow suddenly appeared!
This palm is getting bigger and bigger, and before it really reaches Weng Jianwei Yuanying, Weng Jianwei feels extremely dangerous!
Weng Jianwei is also an old fox who has lived for more than 10,000 years, he has long predicted that Uncle Huan will catch up and kill him, and the three-inch yuan baby is naturally desperately speeding forward!
"Ahh
He shouted, and his whole body burst out with colorful and dazzling light, and in the time of a thousandth of a breath, it suddenly dazzled like the sun, and the speed increased by more than a hundred times, and he coincidentally avoided Uncle Huan's inevitable grasp!
Uncle Huan roared angrily, and wanted to enter the area of Zhao Xiang's Divine Tribulation and continue to kill Weng Jianwei's Yuan Baby!
"Uncle Huan, don't come in, once you enter, the people of the Divine Realm may find your traces, or turn into a streamer and enter the Divine Ring, even if you are discovered by the people of the Divine Realm, they will think it is a magic weapon, and they will never see your true identity!" Zhao Xiang's voice sounded in Uncle Huan's mind.
Uncle Huan's heart was shocked, and his figure stopped abruptly.
It is not very clear whether the people of the God Realm can observe their own tribulation, and Zhao Xiang is just guessing.
But Uncle Huan had heard the old master who refined the Divine Ring and created him say, saying that those people in the Divine Realm could only see the scenes in the Tribulation Area, and if the people of the Divine Realm discovered that he, a model man, appeared in the Tribulation Area, the consequences would ......
It's such a simple thought that also makes Uncle Huan's heart palpitate.
Today's Uncle Huan, in fact, can no longer be said to be a real model person.
Because he is also the instrument spirit of the divine ring, and he also has a lot of human emotions.
In Uncle Huan's opinion, following Zhao Xiang, a young master with many adventures, he himself is also constantly lucky.
Now that there are human emotions, even if it is announced to the world, no one will believe it!
This is simply a thing against the sky, how can it happen?
Otherwise, as long as you are a master of refining, you can create people, right?
If that's the case, then shouldn't this shijie be in a mess?!
Uncle Huan suddenly turned into a little white light, shot into the ancestral point on Zhao Xiang's forehead, and entered the divine ring.
And Weng Jianwei, who entered the tribulation area, released all his energy at this moment, and the three-inch primordial infant transformed into an eight-foot-long giant.
His whole body burst out with brilliant light, and it was clear that he had reached the breath of life.
At this moment of life, Weng Jianwei raised his head and stared at the sky.
Rolling blood clouds have appeared!
Dark blue thunder has appeared!
Fuchsia fireballs have also appeared!
Its scope actually encompasses the entire wild land!
The endless coercion seems to be that even the giant peak and the earth can't afford it!
I only heard the wild land, and there was a snorting crack everywhere!
Seeing the abnormal changes in the sky, Weng Jianwei turned his head and looked at Zhao Xiang coldly, and said in a cold voice full of despair and excitement: "Zhao Xiang, have you seen it?
Zhao Xiang didn't speak, but just sent a thought to the soul searcher:
Collect, desperately collect, collect all this thunder, lightning, and blood clouds.
The light emitted by Weng Jianwei's transfiguration body was even stronger and more dazzling.
"Weng Jianwei, do you have anything to say? There is no deep hatred between us, but you know that you are going to die, but you want to come up, even a fool can see that you must have been coerced in some way, can't you say something?"
There was silence, the atmosphere was suffocating, only the roar of thunder, the scorn of lightning.
"Don't say something useless, even if I am coerced, I am willing. Hmph, little evil star, your ghost master Chi Xiazi has taken away my soul search jian, not to mention, but also to accept my disciple Wan Qingfeng to be a slave for you, hum, haha, good, very good, very good, I want to see today, how do you survive this unprecedented terrifying tribulation in front of you!"
Weng Jianwei's transfiguration body completely turned into a multicolored luminous body, and the energy that had been cultivated for tens of thousands of years was surging, with the transfiguration body as the center, radiating waves of wild and domineering impact from LangLang around.
With a series of earth-shattering explosions, Zuihou Weng Jianwei's transfiguration body completely disappeared between heaven and earth, and it seemed that even his soul did not leave a single cent.
And the soul search that was waiting on the side in advance, did everything he could to catch those two threads.
Quiescence!
Except for the silence, there is still silence!
Zhao Xiang could feel that at the moment when Weng Jianwei was distracted, there was a trace of resentment, a little bit of dissatisfaction, and a little bit of regret, as if he wanted to convey some secret to Zhao Xiang.
Looking at the location where Weng Jianwei blew himself up, the aftermath of the explosion was nothing to him Zhao Xiang.
The surrounding blood clouds seemed to be all angry at this moment, and the heavenly power contained in them turned into thunder.
And within the layers of blood clouds, eight dark blue thunderbolts fell wildly in an instant, all of which bombarded Zhao Xiang's body.
The surrounding space distorted, and dust rose from the sky.
The muscles of Zhao Xiang's whole body tensed violently, this wave of divine thunder tribulation could not be better for him, even if the divine tribulation of two people descended from heaven, he was helpless Zhao Xiang, and it brought him a great creation - refining the body, tendons, bones, divine sense, Yuan Ying, and even the divine ring, soul Jane, soul search, and Chixia Sword in the body also benefited a lot, and there was a lot of gain.
There are also Brother Feng and Sister Huang, the spirit of earth and fire hidden in their chests, who have also secretly absorbed countless yang fire aura.
Thousands of miles of blood clouds continued to accumulate, the density became larger and larger, and the volume became smaller and smaller, and Zuihou became only about ten miles in radius, and it was so thick that it was terrifyingly dense and impenetrable to the eyes, and brought a palpitating heavenly power.
There were more and more cracks in the wild land, and the sound of cracks and cracks seemed to shake the earth.
One after another, the dark blue thunder with the thickness of a water tank condensed into a giant dragon, constantly tumbling in the blood cloud like a grinding disk, constantly impacting, and constantly converging, but as time passed, the dark blue thunder in the shape of hundreds of dragons finally condensed into eighteen dark blue thunderbolts hundreds of zhang long.
These eighteen thunderbolts swam into a golden sword in an instant, bursting out with dark blue sharp sword light, swallowing dark blue sparks, and constantly tearing apart the surrounding space.
Eighteen divine swords suddenly roared in unison—boom, boom, boom......
They raised the tips of their terrifying swords high, and at the same time, hungry wolves pounced on Zhao Xiang like tigers.