Above the void, Zhao Yi stood upright with a weathered face, like an uncle in his forties.
Although he was calm, the anger in his eyes could not be concealed.
Thousands "Zhu Long, you also made me endure so much pain."
Zhu Long smiled slightly, and it could be seen that he was in a very good mood at this time, "If you keep being a coward, I really can't do anything to you, but now that you have appeared, are you ready to die?
" Zhao Yi's face was expressionless, but his whole body exuded a powerful force, "How can I go back without taking your life this time?"
Although the two chatted like old friends they hadn't seen for many years, they had already been fighting each other secretly, each of them silently accumulating strength to deliver a fatal blow to their opponent.
When their strength reaches the princely realm, they can already call upon the power of heaven and earth.
Perhaps because of the level of their realm, the power of heaven and earth they can call upon is stronger or weaker, but it is very difficult to completely kill someone at this level.
If Qi Boyong hadn't refused to retreat for the sake of his wife, children and brothers, he wouldn't have been surrounded and strangled by the three powerful men.
Facing Zhao Yi's threat, Zhu Long felt confident and said: "You have followed me all the way for so long.
If you had been hiding in the dark, you might have found a chance to find my flaw, but you jumped out in such a hurry.
Just to prevent me from killing that one "Boy," Zhu Long's smile was a little weird, "Let me think about it.
I remember that our elder brother Qi had a son who was about three or four years old.
After careful calculation, he should be thirteen or fourteen years old.
I don't know what I said.
Is there anything wrong, my lovely third brother?"
Zhao Yi's face turned completely cold and he said in a cold voice: "If you dare to touch him, I will let the entire Zixiao Holy Land be buried with you."
"Hey, you're scaring me.
Do you really think that the Zhenpai magic circle in Zixiao Holy Land is just a decoration?"
“You can try it” For a moment, the two fell into silence.
Zhao Yi was not sure that he would kill with one strike.
Zhu Long might want to take action, but his spiritual weapon, the Fang Jing Glove, was temporarily lent to Leng Ao, causing him to lose his only advantage.
Nor dare to take action.
The two faced each other in the air, their momentum rising.
On Thor Island, the onlookers felt that the atmosphere was getting thicker and thicker, and an invisible pressure shrouded them, forcing them to retreat slowly, not daring to stay at the scene.
The surrounding virtual flames rose up without wind, causing a huge wave.
"roar" As if feeling a threat from outside, the Thunder Spirit Ape King in Lei Mansion suddenly roared angrily, and a violent evil aura rose into the sky, confronting the two men in the air.
The delicate balance was broken.
Zhao Yi suddenly took action.
With a wave of his hand, he pulled out an arm-thick thunder and lightning from the clouds and whipped it away like a dragon.
Zhu Long's reaction was not slow, his body shook, and the purple light all over his body was like a purple sun hanging in the sky, shining in all directions, shining like a thunder god in the world, making people dare not look directly.
"Bang" The void exploded, and Zhu Long's figure disappeared from the spot.
The next second, he appeared directly behind Zhao Yi, and his right leg slashed down like a horned dragon.
"Boom" The right leg turned into a purple horned dragon, with a powerful momentum, so real that it had the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
Even though they were far apart, everyone on the island felt as if the mountain was overwhelming them.
Their skin was tingling all over and they could hardly stand.
"Buzz"
The purple horned dragon quickly enlarged, like an ancient ferocious beast coming to the world, suppressing it with the power of heaven and earth.
The invisible coercion hung over the island, which was unbearable.
Many people were unable to retreat, their ears and noses were bleeding, and they suffered unimaginable impacts.
"Is this the power of a powerful man in the princely realm?
It's really terrifying."
The people hiding in the distance looked at the void in the distance with lingering fears, their faces full of horror.
When the attack was imminent, Zhao Yi's expression remained unchanged, his energy flowed in his body, his domineering aura suddenly changed, and his whole person became ethereal.
A pair of substantial wings appeared behind him.
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The gray wings shook slightly, and two strong winds surged in.
In an instant, two gray dragons appeared, strangled one on the left and the other on the right.
"boom" Purple light covered the sky, a storm raged, and the sky above the island suddenly became chaotic, like the center of the storm, the entire space was distorted, and energy storms were everywhere.
Wherever the aftermath passed, everyone was thrown away.
Even the airship docked on the shore was lifted up and almost capsized.
"this" Everyone was shocked, not only because of the chaos caused by the two fighting, but also because of everything they saw.
A thick figure floated quietly in the void, and the pair of substantial gray wings on its back stimulated everyone's nerves.
"Just now I clearly saw that he was using the Thunder Mystic Technique, but why was he able to use the Wind Mysterious Technique?"
"That is the vibration of the wings of the storm wings, which is more powerful than the fifth-level mystical art of Wind Shadow Glide in the wind mystic art.
It can turn into a storm.
It is said to be the legendary king-level mystic art, comparable to Xuan Tong."
"I was still surrounded by thunder and lightning just now, how could I suddenly turn into wings?"
Compared to the destructive power produced during the battle in the princely realm, everyone was even more shocked before their eyes.
This person actually has two spiritual roots This is the second time since Tuobatian, the human ancestor, that a person with dual spiritual roots has appeared in the world.
"It's true."
Looking at Zhao Yi in the distance, a perverted flush appeared on Zhu Long's face.
He looked crazy and hissed: "The two spiritual roots belong to me, and none of you can take them away."
Zhu Long took action, and what came up was the King-level Mystic Art Purple Sky Divine Thunder.
For them, ordinary mystic arts have no effect at all.
In addition to king-level mystical arts and mystical powers, those above the princely level rely more on borrowing the power of heaven and earth to create their own unique skills when facing enemies.
The purple divine thunder spread across the sky, its momentum thick and majestic, as if falling from the ninth level of the sky, making the entire sky tremble.
"Wind and thunder are shaking the sky," Zhao Yi shouted, stretching out his hands, two rays of light, one purple and one gray, entangled with each other.
The wind took advantage of the thunder's power, and the thunder took advantage of the wind's speed, like a real dragon swaying its tail and intertwining up, cutting through the void and meeting the gods. thunder.
"Buzz" As soon as the wind and thunder came out, the entire void trembled.
Under the agitation of energy, a layer of purple ripples appeared in the sky above Thunder God Island, advancing layer by layer, which was the magic circle guarding the island.
The fact that the magic circle is still intact under such power is enough to show how powerful Yin Tian Frame was back then.
Such a terrifying power has surpassed the combat power of the princely realm.
The combination of wind and thunder broke out with terrifying power, and under Zhao Yi's control, it hit the falling divine thunder.
"Bang" There was a loud noise, and the sky trembled.
A dazzling light pierced the sky, like a planet exploding, and the surging power almost tore the void apart.
Fortunately, this battle took place in the void.
If it had been on the ground, I don't know how many small islands would have been destroyed.
"Bang" Zhu Long felt something was wrong, but it was too late to escape.
The huge impact caused him to fly backwards involuntarily.
His body shook violently, his face turned pale, and finally he fell directly into the sea of virtual flames.
Below, everyone was like clay and wood sculptures, staring blankly at the battle in the sky, their minds going blank.
The Holy Lord of Zixiao Holy Land, who has always been regarded as a god in this space, actually lost.
The impact this gave them was unimaginable.
When he looked at the sky again, his not-so-thick back suddenly became extremely tall, like a demon: