Chapter 403: The Art of Purple Electricity
"Why is my soul not as pure as you......rs? The same has been true for countless years. ”
Zilong's words sounded very calm, but in his words, there was an extreme resentment. This resentment caused him to take a step forward, and after this step fell, an invisible aura, centered on his body, spread out to the surroundings. This breath belongs to Zilong after being suppressed for many years - resentment!
Zi Yan didn't retreat in the slightest, with the power of his cultivation, he wouldn't be afraid of Zilong at all. Or even if his cultivation power is not as good as that of Zilong. But the hatred for Zilong will never allow him to take half a step back. His eyes were still staring at Zilong, and there seemed to be an indescribable blandness in his gaze, but under this blandness, there was a trace of murderous intent hidden.
Facing Zilong's words, Zi Yan spoke: "So you are unwilling... Because of your unwillingness, you killed the master, you killed all the disciples of the Zhuangyuan, and you even concealed all this in the past, and went to the Nine Tribulations Peak with me, and imprisoned me in the will of Wuwen for countless years when you were looking for the will of Wuwen. All of this is because of your unwillingness. ”
As Zi Yan's words came out, there seemed to be a burst of anger in his heart that was rapidly growing. He stared at the purple dragon's body, and the purple aura emanating from around his body became more and more intense.
Zilong sneered, and the voice that came out seemed to be a little crazy, and said like an angry roar: "Yes, because of my unwillingness, I imprisoned you in the will of no question, but I still can't surpass you." However, I didn't kill Master!"
"Really?" Zi Yan obviously didn't believe it, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he continued: "Then how did you get your electric light bead? Where did the master go again? This electric light bead should have belonged to the master." ”
"Ha Luha, these things must have haunted you for countless years. Zilong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. Then he turned his gaze to Zi Yan's body again, and continued: "I have been running away all these years, and I am worried all day long, just because I am afraid that I will meet you. But I still met him. Fate is like this, what you are afraid of, all these years, I have not been able to spend a day quietly, and I guess you are the same. Now that things have come to this point, it doesn't hurt for me to tell you. I stole the electric light bead from the master, but the next day the master disappeared inexplicably, and I don't know where the master went. ”
"Yes? You've got plenty of excuses. Zi Yan didn't believe Zilong's words at all.
"Believe it or not. Those who are about to die are also good in their words. Why should I deceive you?" Zilong said in a deep voice.
Zi Yan took a step forward, and after this step, its void trembled violently, and a purple aura rose from around its body. Even the thick one covered his body as if it was hidden from time to time. But even so, he could still see the purple light that flickered out of Zi Yan's eyes. Zi Yan spoke softly: "Since that's the case." Our accounts will be settled today. You and I enter the same master and worship under the same master. Then I won't need the rest of the supernatural powers. I will use the skills of the master to fight with you. ”
Hearing this, Zilong's body trembled, thinking that this time there might be a chance to defeat Ziyan. After all, you don't need other magical powers. Only issued some spells in the Zhuang Courtyard, which was undoubtedly not a good thing for Zilong.
But Zilong still doesn't seem to believe it. He stared at Ziyan and tried to say, "With only the technique of Zhuang Yuan, can you defeat me?"
"If you fight, you can win, let's talk about it after the war, don't talk nonsense!"
When Zilong's words fell, Zi Yan suddenly let out a deep sigh, and after this deep drink fell, his footsteps slammed down, and the void trembled again, and the purple aura around his body, centered on his body, was impacted by a wave of invisible strong force, turning into a circle of purple force shockwaves, which spread out in all directions.
At the same time, Zi Yan's five fingers suddenly grabbed towards the void, and under this grasp, the void on it was suddenly distorted. And in this distortion, a purple aura quickly condensed, and in an instant, in front of everyone's eyes, a purple sword suddenly appeared in Zi Yan's hand, and at the moment when the purple sword appeared, there was a purple lightning, with a snorting sound, as if it had the power of destruction, was jumping rapidly.
In the back of Zi Yan, the moment he saw this purple sword appear, Meng Xue, whose cultivation power was in the True Immortal, was also a little shocked. Her body trembled slightly, and then she turned her head to look at the saint and the others who were also in shock, and said: "Zi Yan said, only send out the technique of the Zhuangyuan, you have been with him for so long, have you ever known what the technique of the Zhuangyuan of the Dao is theirs?"
The holy woman shook her head, indicating that she didn't know what to do, and said, "Although we have been with him for so many years, we have not heard of what kind of village he is, let alone any village skills. I'm also curious about his Zhuangyuan technique, what kind of spell it is. ”
Long Yinyue's gaze didn't seem to have taken off Zi Yan and Zi Long's bodies, and at this time, facing Meng Xue and the Holy Maiden's words, he moved his gaze to Meng Xue and the Holy Maiden, and then took a step forward and said, "No matter what kind of Zhuang Yuan technique, this battle has already decided the outcome of the battle. Because the purity of the purple dragon's soul is not as high as that of Ziyan. Therefore, in front of the same Zhuang Yuan's technique, the cultivation power he emitted was not Ziyan's opponent. So... The purple dragon will die. ”
"Yes, Brother Ziyan's hatred for Zilong has gone deep into the bone marrow. He will definitely kill Zilong. Gu Xuanzi smiled indifferently and said.
At the same time, in Zilong's place, when Zi Yan had already conjured a sharp sword in his hand, he did not slack off in the slightest, and with a solemn expression, his steps stepped forward, and under this step, the void also trembled violently, and a roaring sound echoed. Moreover, when his footsteps shook the void, the shock wave of the force reverberated out, and the force wave that collided with Ziyan suddenly met together, and the sound of explosion was heard. There was a fluctuation in the amount of force, which spread.
And his expression also became solemn in an instant, as if with the help of the rebound force of the soles of his feet touching the void, his body instantly jumped into the air, a hundred feet high. There were even bursts of purple cultivation aura, which suddenly rose from around his body at this moment, like purple giant pythons, shuttling rapidly.
Even under this shuttle, as if the power of the sky was condensed, the flowing clouds that were about to float in the sky turned into tangible whirlpools under the shuttle of this force, and there was a whistling sound, echoing.
Seeing that Zilong had suddenly flown into the air, in Zi Yan's mind, an invisible power of thought suddenly emitted. The power of this thought instantly turned into the power of cultivation that belonged to his Heavenly Boundlessness, and his body was lifted into the air, standing side by side with Zilong's body. Although they are standing side by side, the distance between him and Zilong is a hundred miles away.
To outsiders, this distance of 100 miles may be a long distance. But for Zilong and Ziyan, the distance of a hundred miles was within the scope of their divine sense, so they knew each other's every move well.
The strange glow with purple light in Zi Yan's eyes flashed again. With this strange flash, the purple sword he held clenched again. Even when the five fingers were clenched again, a powerful force rose from the sound of its purple sword. If it has the power of the sky, it has the power of destruction. Turning into purple lightning, centered on his body, it was shuttling rapidly. From a distance, Zi Yan's body at this time was as if he was in a lightning cage.
"Purple Electricity Technique!"
Almost at the same moment, when the lightning shuttled, Zi Yan let out a deep sigh, and the lightning around his body suddenly increased. With bursts of explosions and earth-shattering momentum. Under the echo of this deep shout, the sharp sword in Zi Yan's hand pointed ahead. Under this finger, the purple lightning around his body suddenly condensed and turned into a huge lightning! (To be continued......