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When they got nearby, Zuo Hanfeng asked Yin Lenghui and Zhou Yong to hide separately, waited for the opportunity, and attacked from the side, while he flew into the air, his eyes were bright green, and his right hand suddenly grabbed out.
He is known as the blue-eyed flying dragon, so he naturally has the blood of a dragon. When he makes a move, the scales on the back of his hand are protruding and shining blue, and the five strengths are like the extension of his claws.
?The severe cold comes, the snowflakes fly, the trees wither one by one, the emerald green turns yellow, chasing the running water, even the evergreen pines and cypresses condense a layer of ice, as if carved from ice, the details are clearly visible, dreamy and charming.
The entire courtyard of pedestrian merchants seems to have been moved to the extreme north, and the bricks and tiles on the walls are glowing with a faint blue light, like a palace of ice and snow.
The surrounding temperature dropped sharply. I don't know how many people were shivering from the cold. Those who were the weakest had already died on the ground. If the left cold wind hadn't concentrated its power, the surrounding land would have become a silent and lifeless world of ice and snow.
Seeing that the five streams of energy were about to grab the house, bursts of golden energy suddenly burst out from inside, a fist the size of a sand bowl shattered the roof, froze the surroundings, and hit the cold light.
The sun rose in the east, the ice and snow melted, turned into rain, and poured down.
"Okay!" Seeing that it was Du Huaishang, Zuo Hanfeng was overjoyed, so he wanted to do his best and stop guarding against his sneak attack from the side.
At this moment, a majestic voice pierced through the sky, as if resounding in his primordial spirit.
A similar voice has long been engraved in his blood, and it is the object of his devout worship and yearning.
This is the sound of the dragon's chant, the dragon's chant is vast!
The majesty from the real dragon was full of absolute suppression of the inferiors, making Zuo Hanfeng tremble all over, and couldn't control the power of the blood for a while, and almost had the urge to prostrate on the ground, and it was very difficult to stabilize his body without falling. But even if Yuanshen is not as good as the one who cultivated the breakout of the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows, he still has the strength of the scene, and he will not be sluggish on the spot like Jiang Hengchuan back then, and it is difficult to even react.
But the enemy he is facing now is the existence of the same level, the world-suppressing heavenly king of the ninth rank of the earth rank!
Du Huaishang was like a god descending from the sky, surrounded by golden light, swaying the cold air, leaping up, and punching far away.
This punch seems to have harmonized with a certain law in the world, and the nearby light condensed on it, making it like a big sun, dazzling and scorching hot, melting the severe cold, and shooting straight into Zuo Hanfeng's chest.
Buzzing buzzing, a dragon claw-like weapon protruded in front of Zuo Hanfeng. It was blue in color and shone with a strange light. With a light wave, layers of ice walls condensed
Baobing automatically protects the Lord!
Poof! The "Day" pierced through the ice walls and melted a big hole in the middle of them, but the left cold wind was not powerless, the left palm pushed out, overwhelming mountains and seas, and the wind and snow swirled, blocking the front of the sun.
The wind disperses the snow and the snow disappears, Zuo Hanfeng is in a bad state, Du Huai's injury is so strong that he can't forgive anyone, he utters a soul-soothing voice, and punches alternately, like a round of rain melted by a big sun, sparks are flying, golden melting.
However, with the help of precious soldiers, Zuo Hanfeng was not disturbed at all, and he kept it impenetrable. At the same time, he circulated his blood, nourished his soul, and eliminated the influence of Langhuan's twelve divine sounds.
When Zuo Hanfeng made a move, Yin Lenghui and Zhou Yong moved.
Like a ghost, Yin Lenghui jumped into the courtyard without touching the ground, but just after he passed the courtyard wall, he saw a long sword slashing head-on, with the obvious momentum of "following the heavens", letting his witchcraft skills Suddenly feeling oppressed, it seems that the world is repelling me, and it is difficult to borrow strength!
He swung his left hand out, and his sleeves came off, revealing his inner arm, an extremely frightening arm.
It is composed of baby heads connected in series, and each head is filled with black air, resentment, coldness, and ice-coldness.
Yin Lenghui actually forged his left arm into a weird whip, swung it out, stirred up the air current, and cried with resentment that went straight to the soul.
There are yin fires burning nearby, they do not burn lifeless things, the walls are intact, and the weeds are withered.
A bright gold spot protruded between Zhao Heng's eyebrows, and a dark yellow light hung down, revealing a sense of sincerity, guarding the primordial spirit, and resisting the cry of babies.
The long sword slashed the bone whip, and it was carried by the heavens to destroy the evil spirits and all the black air in one blow, but Yin Lenghui showed the trick of the whip, and the whip wound upwards, as if he wanted to grab the sword directly.
At this moment, a purple galaxy surged from the side, dotted with stars, bright and clear, covering Yin Lenghui in the center.
Xinghe spun rapidly, Yin Lenghui's location turned into a whirlpool, and even if there was a tyrannical body, it seemed that he would be twisted into a meat sauce!
?Suddenly, Zhao Heng clenched his left hand and punched to the side. The air behind his back condensed and turned into a real dragon.
&p; Boom!
The long knife split Zhou Yong into two pieces, and the lightning surged, engulfing his body.
Qinglei is the nemesis of evil and evil in the world, and the evil and bloody aura struggles for a while before being defeated sadly.
Bang Majestic lost contact with Dali, lost in the void immediately, and slowly dissipated.
A cold snort echoed in nothingness.
Meng Qi panted heavily, stretched out his left hand, and took a picture of the items left in the lightning.
This is a mustard seed ring with cracks, and a simple mirror, which is divided into Yin and Yang at the front and back, containing the power of life and death.
"Imitation of 'Yin-Yang Mirror'?" Meng Qi suddenly had a clear understanding, and he was suddenly afraid.
If Zhou Yong uses the "Yin-Yang Mirror" to meet his face, at least one of the friends will die, and it is not yet known whether the Yang Face can be saved
He and Jiang Zhiwei met each other's eyes, and they both saw the sadness in each other's eyes. Zhou Yong cultivated hard for many years, but because of an imitation fairy rope, he failed to do anything, so he died, and it was the two of us. I'm afraid it will end the same way.
Secret treasures are terrifying, reincarnation is dangerous!
Meng Qi suddenly remembered the story of conferring gods, even if the Dharma Body or above loses his treasure, he will be chased by his disciples who are far inferior to him and flee in embarrassment
Fortunately, fortunately, my Eighty-nine Mysterious Kung Fu is able to forcibly resist the existence of treasures, Yang Jian and Yang Erlang are really a model for my generation!
At this time, Zuo Hanfeng got rid of the influence of "Dragon Yin Cangmang" and happened to see Zhou Yong die.
His eyes turned cold, his breath grew slowly but seemed endless, his clothes swelled and cracked, revealing his skin covered with strange patterns.
Bursts of dim light flowed out of them, which seemed to be something very remarkable.
The feeling of icy cold was overwhelming, and a layer of ice formed on the surface of Du Huaishang's body, which finally dissipated.
"It's still two or three days before we're done, but it's enough to kill you." Zuo Hanfeng said coldly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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