The blue thunderball became brighter and brighter, and the majestic dragon power also went crazy, and the turbulent wind pressure was broken layer by layer, with the sudden attack of the behemoth body, the wind and dust only felt an unparalleled sense of oppression, and it slammed into the front, and the huge shadow of the dragon in front of him gradually enlarged.
The incineration was blown wantonly, but it always hovered five meters above the wind and dust, resisting the gradually surging coercion, and at the same time, it also burned itself extremely quickly, blooming into a sharp knife intent, entangled and condensed in the angry dust knife, and with the transparent luster of the power of remodeling, it lit up and shone brightly.
The thunder was jumping, and the sparks were also flying, and when the distance between the blue dragon and the wind and dust finally came to the critical point of less than a kilometer, the terrifying dragon power also directly tore the surface of the wind and dust's tough skin, and in an instant, the blood overflowed, directly dyeing a piece red.
The blood hazy eyes, the sticky hands, the confused heart, but unable to shake the slightest, belongs to the knife of the hand this swing.
When the blue dragon rushed in front of the wind and dust, only a short ten meters were left from the real touch, and even the terrifying thunderball, the occasional thunderbolt that jumped out, could unreservedly wreak havoc on the body that was oppressed by the dragon's power and flesh blurred, leaving pieces of charred black traces, at a glance, shocking, but not shocking.
Everything is as if it has never happened, all the pain is quietly shielded at this moment, all the divine thoughts and all the emotions of Fengchen are only gathered in the burning fire, the continuous condensation of the knife intent, as if forgetful.
And when the raging thunderball, along the fierce impact of the blue dragon, directly bombarded the angry dust knife that was split in the wind and dust in an instant, it raged with terrifying power in an instant, and at the same time, even the pair of arms that held the handle of the knife were directly shattered, leaving only the flesh and blood blurred white bones, fragmented with spiritual power, supporting the knife.
Under his feet was already an endless abyss, and the light that rushed to the sky also fell into the darkness at this moment, and in just an instant, the huge dragon body of the blue dragon was in a frantic twist, and the fragile wind and dust were directly pushed into the endless darkness, and together with the terrifying thunderball that finally erupted from the mouth, it roared directly to the ground ten thousand meters away: In the next second, the thunderball burst, the earth shook and the sky shook, and this entire normal area collapsed layer by layer under the infiltration of this raging thunder, and in just a moment, it turned into nothing.
"Be careful" suddenly felt an unparalleled impact coming, Luzhou Yue was about to pull Lin Xiqing on the side, but it was too late: In just an instant, the majestic impact force directly broke all his defenses, and while directly shattering the meridians of his and Lin Xiqing's bodies on the side, he also flew into the camp area tens of thousands of meters away, which barely stayed away from the coverage of the aftermath.
"Ahem, ahem, damn it, how could such a terrifying aftermath erupt" Consciousness gradually dimmed, Lu Zhouyue coughed in a low voice, wanting to raise her head to see where Lin Xiqing was shocked, but found that her head was unexpectedly heavy, and she couldn't lift it up at all.
And the horror in his heart was also the strongest since he beat his mother's womb: the aftermath of the battle just now was not at all like the result of the battle at the peak of the Double Realm, but it was better to completely reach the peak of the Triple Realm after saying it, and even the scope of destruction was even worse.
"He's not dead?"
Maybe the cultivation is not as good as Luzhou Yue, and he can't be prepared to judge what kind of terrifying situation the aftermath of the battle has reached, but Lin Xiqing can vaguely perceive that it is definitely not what Fengchen's cultivation can bear: She had already vaguely guessed the identity of the other party, after all, the name was so obvious, and the purple badge was so abrupt.
Maybe her state has been so bad that it can't be worse, but the first thing she thought of was still wind and dust.
So much so that she ignored an important thing: why she hadn't been sent out yet, even though what she had received at the moment was already very serious.
It is also fundamentally ignored that the Heavenly Platforms themselves still have the effect of teleporting dying cultivators, and it is impossible for Fengchen to die in it.
But there was no time for Lin Xiqing to react to these things, because soon, she fainted.
"The first effect of the formation has taken effect, and now, the cultivators of the entire melee space cannot be teleported out of this space, you can take this opportunity to kill a large number of people in the boxing hall, from the root, so that the boxing hall will never have a chance to rise again."
Under his feet was a heavy psychedelic and brilliant light and shadow, with the light of Yu Mochou's white fingers, and between the spiritual power spitting, a circle of flashing black and purple light condensed from the light and shadow, and quickly merged into the void.
Then, the heavens and the earth shook slightly.
The world that was originally quiet and peaceful, the zenith was suddenly stained with a thin layer of black mist, permeating, symbolizing ominousness.
At the same time, seven strands of such black mist appeared, respectively from the four fierce men of the Eagle Alliance and the other three young hall masters, who were in the Seven Star Formation, which was the same as the formation of the Mountain Gate Great Array of the Dengyang Sect, but the technique and scale were relatively simple.
At this moment, in addition to the forest area, the other two boxing arena battle areas, the rock mountain area and the desert area, officially ushered in the baptism of a million troops: There are really only one million, the extra 200,000, but because of the thunderball blow of the blue dragon, it was directly shocked and temporarily lost its ability to fight, if it weren't for Yu Mochou and the others who forced down, I am afraid that the four hall cultivators who went to the desert area would have been too frightened to move, where would they dare to invade the desert area But even if it is gone, morale is also unprecedentedly low.
Although the four cultivators in the Rock Mountain area were full of morale, they could face an enemy who had three or four times the combat power and was in a defensive position, even though they had fifteen times the number of the opponent, and after they swarmed in, they were unexpectedly met with fierce resistance and were almost broken out of their teeth.
Perhaps he found inspiration from Zeng Feiyi's Sword Fracture Mountain Range, and the boxing commander in the Yanshan area made a temporary decision after Zeng Feiyan left: Ordered all cultivators to contribute some one-time self-detonating spirit weapons on their bodies, bury them in the rocky mountain, and when the enemy invades, they will detonate them uniformly, and take advantage of the enemy's chaos to launch a frontal impact together.
Not to mention, under the substantial increase in individual strength, facing an enemy fifteen times that of oneself, it can be regarded as a frontal charge, and the fist side has a certain advantage, not to mention when the opponent is suddenly bàoo and dizzy Only this time, under the head-on impact, the fist hall cultivators were shocked to find that the number of revenants in their hands had reached as much as 30,000, and the loss was only one or two hundred.
"The dual realm powerhouse on the enemy's side is not coming, we can fight and go, and kill as many of these guys as possible."
Hengyuan, the leader of the sixteenth group, applied to Bai Zongheng: their original plan was to retreat to the edge line after such a sneak attack, and start lurking in pieces, so even if they want to temporarily change their strategy, they must be Bai Zongheng, the commander-in-chief.
"Do what you want, after all, it is you who know your situation best" Bai Zongheng was unusually simple.
Because his side also encountered the enemy's attack as scheduled, the number was imaginably small, and at the same time, the number of casualties caused was too optimistic at the beginning: The desert area can kill the enemy on a large scale, and in a single encounter, it may not be as high as the number of enemies killed on the other side, but there are nearly 20,000 heads falling into their hands, not to mention, the number of dead is only so many dozen.
"But there is one thing, I hope you should pay attention, the enemy seems to have temporarily cut off the function of the Tiantai to teleport to the outside through some special means, so no matter how seriously injured, I am afraid that it will not be teleported out, and the same is true on the enemy's side."
The heart is still not calm: more than ten seconds ago, nearly 20,000 cultivators were brutally slaughtered in the desert pits, and the flesh and blood were blurred, like a hell on earth, which made Bai Zongheng, a cultivator who had not had much experience of fighting, a little difficult to let go for a while.
"We'll take notice."
Stunned for a moment, Heng Yuan recalled the scene of the sneak attack just now, it seemed that there was really a situation where a cultivator was killed by his own blow, but he was not teleported out, his face suddenly became solemn, and the voice of Bai Zongheng was also much lower.
In the battle area of the wind and dust and the blue dragon, Ye Feifu, who had completely lost a place to stay, hung lightly in the air, looking at the endless abyss that was pitch black, a pair of water-cutting autumn eyes, permeated with a touch of rippling expectation, and soon, it was reflected in a certain figure.
The Azure Dragon did not revert to the form of the Thunder Spirit's Soul, not because it did not have the strength to do so, but simply because the battle was not over: its opponent, the boy who had been blasted into the endless abyss by the Dragon's Fury, was slowly crawling out.
"Ahem, don't you have to be so ruthless, you won't even give me a little wind, and you want me to crawl slowly step by step, don't you know how fragile a cultivator without any spiritual power remains?"
The small figure gradually had a trajectory, and the faint whining of the wind and dust also drifted to Ye Feixu's ears, but the latter did not stop the blue dragon's meaning: under the horizontal pressure of the dragon's might, the wind disappeared.
"There is no injury at all, Brother Xiaochen, you found a good girl."
A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Ye Feixu smiled.
"You can see this, and I really can't hide it from you."
Fengchen scratched his head, did not admit it, but did not deny it.
Ripple Pill, after Qing Ripple highly condensed his healing power, the elixir refined into it, although it cannot cure the lack of rule power and spiritual power, but it can make the cultivator have a strong self-healing ability for injuries in a short period of time, it is a pill specially refined by Qing Ripple for Feng Chen, and in the entire Eastern Continent, I am afraid that only Feng Chen has this qualification to use: it is not easy to manufacture.
"What are you going to do now, do you still want to force me now, continue to fight it or do you want to take my life directly" has completely given up resistance, and Fengchen has become very indifferent, as if what is being decided is not his own life and death.
"Xiao Ling'er, come back."
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Without answering the wind and dust, Ye Feixu made a move, and the majestic blue dragon disappeared in an instant, and returned to the blue-white thunder and lightning aggregate, which finally gathered around Ye Feixu's finger and became a ring.
"I just scared Brother Xiaochen just now, oh, sister, how can I be willing to kill you now" The figure floated, the moment the fragrant wind hit, the bridge of the nose was gently scraped, and Ye Feixu said in a voice that seemed to be real and illusory, making it impossible to determine the authenticity.
"yes, then I should be glad that I thought I was going to die."
Fengchen smiled, full of disapproval.
"But I'm really miserable, I was inexplicably made like this by you, and I can't do anything I want."
Fengchen complained.
He didn't believe Ye Feixu's words, but he was also not afraid of what the other party would do to him: he wanted to kill or chop anything, what did he care "How can it be said that my sister and I hurt it, it's obviously Xiaochen's younger brother, you don't work hard, if you can defeat Xiao Ling'er, then there is nothing to do" Ye Feixu looked very aggrieved, and he looked awkward and disgusted with Fengchen.
"Please, you let me be at the peak of the Triple Realm, and go to fight with the Soul of the Thunder Spirit who is the first to travel to the Triple Realm, do you think there are a few people who can win it under such conditions" Thinking about it carefully, Fengchen also felt speechless for a while: this is not a battle against an ordinary cultivator, the soul of the thunder spirit is almost equivalent to an invincible existence in the same realm, but he wants to go over the level to fight, this is a hair It's basically looking for abuse "It seems to be a little reluctant, but Brother Xiaochen, if the opponent you meet in the future is also like this, what can you do" Ye Feixu nodded approvingly, but asked a question that made Fengchen speechless.
Not to mention anything else, once he and the Eagle Alliance completely tear his face, the enemy he will face is likely to be the existence of the peak of the Triple Realm, can he still complain to the enemy when the time comes, it will be an impossible task at all After thinking about it, Fengchen was silent.
"Yes, so Brother Xiaochen, you have to work hard now, otherwise I will let you go this time, sister, and your enemies will not let you go in the future."
Ye Feixu naturally touched Fengchen's head, and said earnestly, making Fengchen intoxicated for a while.
"Wait, what are you doing touching my head, I'm not a kid anymore."
After being stunned for a long time, he realized that his head was being touched, and for no reason he felt a burst of shyness and shyness, Fengchen hurriedly retracted his head and complained to Ye Feixu.
"Hey, let my sister touch it, it's nothing, there are two of us here."
Ye Feixu looked unfinished.
One can't help but wonder if the tense atmosphere of Fang Cai really existed
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