Chapter 427 Strength increases again! Eight-color vortex! (eight thousand)

  The eighth god-seed merged into the body, bringing waves of powerful power, which were quickly absorbed by Yang Fang's body.

  Fire attribute **** species, mainly attacking.

The two functions are one for the body and the other for the soul. This fire is not ordinary fire, but a kind of dao fire, which cannot be extinguished by any liquid, and can only be counteracted with true energy. Massive infuriating.

  Once entangled in Dao Huo, even a king cannot get rid of it easily.

  However, Yang Fang did not stay here any longer, but quickly retreated to the distance.

  His arm is still sore, and there is an unspeakable violent force drilling towards his body.

  The power of that monster cannot be measured by common sense!

  No matter the way of existence or the powerful physical body, it is beyond comprehension, just like a primordial savage dragon.

   "Damn, how can there be such an existence in this world."

  Yang Fang cursed secretly, moving his arms carefully.

  After he came to the outskirts of the mountain forest, he suddenly stopped again, looked back, and came up with an idea.

  In the depths of the forest, there are endless bones of gods and spirits. If you use the **** seed [Soul Gathering] to summon, how many soul shadows can you summon? Will there still be quasi-king-level ghosts?

   But he quickly dismissed the idea.

  That monster is too weird, so he doesn't want to provoke it, it's better to have one thing more than one thing less.

  Anyway, the God Seed has been successfully obtained.

  As long as the purpose of coming out this time has been achieved!

  ···

   Half a day later.

   Within the Baize region.

   At the foot of Shenwuzong Mountain.

  Yang Fang's body was nothing, and he was dressed in a black robe, standing quietly in front of the huge bluestone in front of the mountain gate. The bluestone with the words [Shenwu Zong] originally written on it has been smashed.

  The stone steps behind the bluestone are also dilapidated to the point of horror.

  All kinds of buildings inside have collapsed countless times. There are white bones everywhere, gloomy resentment, and clusters of weeds grow extremely lush...

  Yang Fangmo was expressionless, walking here alone, seeing the entire collapsed Shenwuzong.

  All kinds of memories from the past began to emerge in my mind one by one.

  All kinds of things seem like yesterday.

Unfortunately···

   After all, it was too late.

  Yang Fang stopped suddenly, manifested from nothingness again, and then operated the [Karma] God Seed to watch, only to see seven or eight weak lines of Karma appearing in the fundus area, spreading from here to the distance.

   "Huh? There are still disciples of Shenwuzong still alive?"

  Yang felt relieved for a moment.

  His body turned into nothingness again, and then walked towards the distance according to the guidance of [cause and effect].

   not long.

  Yang Fang traveled through dozens of miles of space and appeared in an inconspicuous small town.

  In a secluded courtyard.

With a broken arm, Chen Biao, with a pale face and ragged clothes, was like a mad old man, sitting at a threshold, holding a jug in his hand, pouring it into his mouth continuously, his whole body was full of drunkenness. A rich wine tank smell.

   "Grandpa Chen, we have already learned all of your previous tricks. When will you give us some new tricks?"

  Three children holding wooden knives came to Chen Biao and shouted crisply.

   "Yes, Grandpa Chen, we are tired of practicing these tricks all the time, so it's time for us to have something new!"

   "That's right, don't patronize drinking!"

  ···

   "Hey hey... Tired of practicing?"

With his shawl loose, Chen Biao showed a sneer, and his mouth was full of white stubble. He looked at the three of them coldly, like a ghost, and said, "I don't dare to say that I am tired of practicing for more than 70 years, but you dare to say that I am tired of practicing!" ? For some real enemies, your whole body is full of flaws, and you can be shot to death casually."

   "Grandpa Chen, you can't say that, anyway, we are also masters of the third rank now."

  A child said unconvinced.

   "Third grade is nothing! Keep practicing."

  Chen Biao hugged the jug, drunk and dreaming, and opened his mouth coldly.

  The three children suddenly looked distressed and said no more.

   But at this time!

  The door of the room was pushed open.

A woman in a long white dress dressed as a young woman came from outside the door, carrying a vegetable basket, looked at Chen Biao who was smelling of alcohol, frowned, and said softly: "Mr. Drunk as hell."

   "Not drunk, I'm not drunk."

  Chen Biao murmured, and continued to pour it into his mouth.

  The old tears flowed down involuntarily.

  Thinking of his Shenwuzong, which has been inherited for more than 800 years, has experienced countless ups and downs, has had glory, and has had low tides, and finally reached an unprecedented level, but was wiped out in a single dynasty.

  His relatives, disciples, and friends all died.

  Only he, Song Shumei, Chen Shiyan and a few others are alive.

  So far, in retrospect, everything is like a dream.

"hey-hey···"

  Chen Biao smiled bitterly while continuing to drink.

  The strength of the enemy cannot be described in words at all. Even if he is given a thousand years of practice, it will be difficult for him to practice to that level.

   Wanting revenge is tantamount to wishful thinking.

   "I'm the only old trash left, hahaha..."

   "Uncle Chen, stop drinking."

  Song Shumei said worriedly.

   "Yes, Grandpa Chen, stop drinking!"

   "Teach us a few more hands."

  The three children spoke.

   "Shut up, the old man said, I'm not drunk!"

  Chen Biao yelled angrily, and continued to pour it into his mouth.

  Boom!

  Suddenly, the sky changed, and the blood-colored clouds were mighty, like blood, gathering towards the sky, attracting countless blood-colored lightning bolts in an instant, crackling.

  The space seemed to be shattered, filled with bursts of extremely terrifying breaths.

  Chen Biao, who was in a state of drunkenness and fell into numbness, suddenly stared, all the hairs on his body stood on end, and then quickly looked towards the yard.

  When he saw a looming figure appearing under the **** lightning, he felt like he had seen a ghost.

   "Xiao... Sect Master Xiao!"

   "Sect Master Xiao!"

  Song Shumei also spoke in surprise.

   "Elder Chen, Senior Sister Song, I am not a qualified suzerain, I am really ashamed."

  Yang Fang let out a long sigh.

  The seven-color vortex swirled above the head, attracting blood-colored lightning that filled the sky.

   "You... are you that Yang Dao?"

  Chen Biao opened his mouth in horror. Seeing the sky full of lightning and the seven-color vortex, he thought of many things at once.

   "Yes, the sect was destroyed, and I was trapped in the Kingdom of God. After all, it was too late."

Yang Fang continued to sigh: "I was devoted to pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts back then, and ignored the sect's location. Looking back on it now, I feel very regretful. Two days ago, I personally destroyed the Sky Palace and the three great powers. It shouldn't be long. The news can be spread here, and it can be regarded as an explanation to the dead disciples of Shenwuzong."

   "What, you destroyed the Firmament Palace?"

  Chen Biao and Song Shumei were shocked and couldn't believe it.

   Such an enemy is like a sky in their eyes, and they are beyond their power.

  But it was so easily destroyed by Yang Fang.

  But when they thought of Yang Fang's previous actions, the two were suddenly excited and their bodies trembled.

  Some time ago, the name of Elder Lan spread all over the world, causing a sensation in the four major sectors, and almost becoming the idol of everyone. Such a super strong man has always been pretending to be the suzerain of their Shenwu Sect?

   "Suzerain, please reorganize Shenwuzong!"

  Chen Biao's face was agitated, he opened his mouth to drink, and suddenly fell to his knees.

  Song Shumei next to her also greeted the three children immediately, and knelt down together, breathing rapidly, and looked at Yang Fang.

  Yang Fang shook his head slightly, with a vicissitudes of voice: "I can't do the reorganization of Shenwuzong. My time to manifest in the world is limited, so I can only leave it to you to do it yourself."

  He raised a finger and pointed at Chen Biao and Song Shumei respectively.

   Twice chi chi, two abnormally pure zhenqi poured into the two people's bodies, quickly washing the marrow of the two people's hair, and forced out all the dirt and impurities in the two people's bodies.

  The two of them only felt their bodies lighten up, as if they had been reborn all of a sudden.

   Especially Chen Biao, even the smell of alcohol disappeared instantly.

   "Here is a ring, which contains no less than ten pieces of heavenly essence chalcedony, and another three pieces of holy spirit roots and some insights about the holy spirit realm. You can take them, because your cultivation should be useful."

  Yang Fang opened his mouth, and a universe ring appeared in his hand, and then quickly flew towards Chen Biao, stopping in front of him.

   "Thank you suzerain!"

   Chen Biao said excitedly.

  He had been in the third level of super-grade level a few years ago, but unfortunately he never had the root of the Holy Spirit, which made it impossible to break through. Later, because of the rebellion of the evil organization, his roots were injured, and it was even more impossible to enter the Holy Spirit.

  But Yang Fangyi pointed out just now that not only forced out all the impurities in his body, but also healed his hidden wounds, which gave him the hope of entering the Holy Spirit again.

  Yang Fang thought for a while, and suddenly the [Soul Gathering] God Seed was running, and with a bang, eight extremely tall and pitch-black soul shadows appeared behind him.

  He made a random move, and a rotten log in the yard flew towards him quickly.

  Yang Fang grabbed it, and then pointed it into a sword, and quickly cut it into a human shape.

   Then Yang Fang controlled one of the soul shadows and immediately entered the wood carving. The wood carving in his hand seemed to be resurrected suddenly, and his dull eyes suddenly became deep and dark.

  But soon this kind of deep and dark was introverted again, returning to normal

  Yang Fang glanced at the wood carving, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and then directly injected a spiritual force into it, and gave the wood carving to Chen Biao, saying:

"I have sealed an extremely terrifying soul image inside this wood carving. For you, it has incredible power. Once released, it can easily wipe out the entire Bai Zeyu area, and even the masters of the Immortal Realm will die tragically. What do you take?" Go, take it as the bottom line of Zhenzong, unless it is absolutely necessary, you must not motivate it, let alone do evil with it, there is a ray of my spirit in it, if one day, you use it to do evil, the ghost inside will dissipate!"

   "Yes, Suzerain!"

  Chen Biao was shocked again.

  This wood carving is so scary?

   Can easily wipe out the entire Bai Zeyu?

"Um."

  Yang Fang nodded, suddenly looked at the three children in the courtyard, and asked suspiciously, "Who are they?"

   "Returning to the suzerain, they are all homeless children. I saw that they have good qualifications, so I took them by my side and taught them."

   Chen Biao responded.

   "So you can be regarded as a disciple of Shenwuzong."

  Yang Fang thought, raised his finger a little.

  Chick!

  Three streams of true energy gushed out in a row and submerged into the bodies of the three children in an instant. They quickly cut off their hair and washed their marrow, and opened up all their meridians.

After doing all this, Yang Fang's body slowly disappeared again, and the voice came out indistinctly: "Elder Chen, Senior Sister Song, I can only help you now, and I'm afraid I won't appear again for a long time. It is up to you to rebuild Shenwuzong."

  Boom!

  The endless lightning and blood-colored clouds above the head began to disperse rapidly.

   In a blink of an eye!

  The heavens and the earth are back to normal again.

   "Suzerain!"

   Chen Biao and Song Shumei shouted.

   However, there has been no response.

  The faces of the three children were dull, their minds were roaring, and they still hadn't reacted from the shock just now. The previous scene was a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

   Destined to plant extremely deep seeds in their young hearts!

   "Gone, Sect Master Xiao is gone."

  Song Shumei's face was complicated.

  ···

  Yang Fang returned to nothingness, looked at the people in the courtyard again, then turned around and left the place.

   not long.

   Attractions from the dark haze began to appear again.

  Yang Fang paused, his body seemed to be grasped by countless large transparent hands, pulled his body, and quickly disappeared here.

  Inside the room.

   With a flash of light, Yang Fang's body emerged from the fragments of the mirror again.

  He glanced at the mirror again and sighed softly in his heart.

  From then on, the matter of Shenwuzong came to an end, and it can be regarded as the end of his last concern...

  Next!

  He will continue to improve his strength.

  Yang Fang's eyes were firm, and he sat cross-legged on the bed immediately, and began to carefully experience the eighth god-seed in his body, and then tried to integrate the eighth god-seed into the seven-color vortex.

The entire seven-color vortex suddenly became chaotic, filled with unimaginable energy fluctuations, and the three kings who were originally trapped in the seven-color vortex suddenly uttered screams of panic, as if they had encountered a catastrophe .

   "Yang Dao, what are you doing? Stop!"

   "Yang Dao stopped, I have something to say!"

   "Stop it quickly, ah..."

  However, the fusion of the eighth god-seed was not as smooth as expected. The energy of the seven-color vortex was unstable, and it almost collapsed several times.

   It took three full days for Yang Fang to fully integrate the eighth God Seed into it.

  The vortex in front of him suddenly turned into a strange eight-color vortex, swirling faintly, filled with a shocking and destructive aura.

   It seems that it contains the ability to smash the world.

  Just taking a look at it will make people's soul throbbing.

  The power of the eight-color vortex has increased by about several times on the basis of the original.

  The three kings inside were screaming, their bodies were shattered little by little.

  In just a moment of effort, one-tenth of the energy in his body was squeezed out.

  You must know that in the past, it was impossible to reach this level without a few days.

  But as soon as the eight-color vortex was formed, it absorbed nearly one-tenth of their energy in a few minutes.

   This speed is beyond imagination, it can be called strange!

   "It's scary, the power of this eight-color vortex is really scary."

  Yang Fang was gloomy, and soon became happy.

   With this eight-color vortex, he will be able to stand firmer among the kings.

  Among the same level, there is almost no need to bully anyone.

  Boom!

  Yang Fang accelerated the operation of the eight-color vortex, and began to refine the three kings with all his strength, and introduced all the essence fed back from the vortex into his body with the five thunder body training formula.

  Suddenly, the surface of his body seemed to be bathed in a layer of holy light, and every pore on his body was filled with terrifying power.

  Yang Fang's body surface shone with light, like the divine metal that has been practiced, and the blood vessels began to make thunderous sounds, rumbling, and there seemed to be waves and seas in his body.

   "Yang Dao, I am willing to serve you as the master, don't refine me to death, I still have many treasures, I can dedicate them all to you, stop!"

  Grandma Donghai was still screaming.

   But unfortunately, any begging for mercy was useless.

  Yang Fang didn't care, and was refining with all his strength.

   Three full days.

  The movement in the eight-color vortex began to disappear.

  The three kings, without exception, were all practiced to death and fell forever.

brush!

  The eight-color vortex in front of my eyes began to dissipate slowly.

  Yang Fang let out a long breath, and with a slight shake of his body, he burst out with surging power.

   "Five Lightning Body Training Art has achieved great success, the future can be expected!"

  Yang Fang murmured to himself, clenched his fist lightly, made crackling noises, and looked at the panel again.

  The column of cultivation level is still immortal and perfect, and has not changed in any way.

   Only his physical body and the Five Thunder Body Refining Art were changed.

  The five thunder body training formula directly becomes the ninth level (10800/180000).

   Next, he only needs to brush up the proficiency of the rules.

  As long as the law is perfect, then his cultivation will directly enter the detachment from Immortal Consummation.

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a slight smile.

Just when Yang Fang was carefully experiencing the strength in his body, suddenly, he frowned, and sensed an indescribable oppressive atmosphere, and suddenly withdrew the restraint in the room, with a flash of his body, opened the door, and walked out .

  The entire Shencun was busy, and everyone rushed outside as if they were facing an enemy.

"What's wrong?"

  Yang Fang grabbed one person and asked.

   "Many people appeared from the outside world and surrounded Shencun. The First Elder and Second Elder have all passed away."

  The villager turned to the guy and said.

"What?"

  Yang Fang frowned, then walked outside.

  The village entrance area.

  Pieces of divine light flickered, runes flickered on the stone walls and pillars in all directions, and the defensive array of the entire Shencun was fully activated.

  First Elder Wuming and Second Elder Huo Qing all appeared at the entrance of the village.

  The strong men from other villages also appeared here one after another, each with gloomy expressions.

   "Great Elder, Second Elder."

  Yang Fang walked over.

   "Brother Xiao, you are here."

  Nameless nodded, looked into the distance, and said in a concentrated voice: "The village is being targeted again. There are six kings, including patrollers and strangers."

"oh?"

  Yang Fang glanced outside.

   Outside the big formation of the village, there are six directions, and there are many figures standing in each of them.

In the most middle direction, a large black whirlwind suddenly appeared, whining harshly, filled with waves of terrifying and unpredictable atmosphere, as if there were some extremely huge phantom standing inside, a pair of icy eyes were revealed inside the whirlwind , Sweeping coldly towards this side.

   Patrollers!

   "Is he the king of Sky Survey City?"

  Yang Fang asked.

   "Yes, I didn't expect him to leave the customs early!"

   Nameless spoke in a low voice.

  Yang Fang continued to look in other directions.

   But soon, his eyes were fixed.

  狴犴!

   Unexpectedly, I saw the figure of that Qu An again.

   It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia!

  At this moment, the other party was standing in mid-air, with thick black clouds covering his body, only a scale and a half of his claws were exposed, his body was huge, and his eyes were cold.

  The blackness is like a big mountain, exuding a terrifying aura that crushes the world, and the sand and dust under the feet are dancing wildly without wind.

  Not far from it, is another king.

  The other party was dressed in a green robe, with shawls hanging out, long hair covering his face, making it difficult to peek, standing in mid-air, the surrounding environment was dark, and the space collapsed.

   It's like standing in a space vortex.

  The aura on his body is stronger than that of the scorpion, but not weaker.

"He is a lunatic. Thousands of years ago, he had a battle with the village head of our Shencun village, and was severely injured by the village head. I thought he was already dead, but I didn't expect that for so many years, he has been Still alive."

  The Great Elder’s face is ugly

   "What about the one with the big bow?"

  Yang Fang looked at the fourth figure.

  The other party carried a **** bow behind his back, was wearing a black robe, had long black hair, a cold face, and his hands drooped naturally, giving off a dark and hopeless aura.

   It's as if there are ghosts of grievances around you.

   "I don't know him, and I don't know where the king of the Sky Survey City was invited, most likely from the depths of darkness and haze."

  The Great Elder gritted his teeth, "As for the one next to him, you must know him, his name is Qin Yanjun!"

"Um?"

  Yang Fang raised his eyelids and looked at a figure beside the **** bow.

  I saw that the other party was wearing a yin and yang Taoist suit and a black Taoist crown on his head. He didn't say a word, his breath was empty, and his body was filled with a decayed and ancient atmosphere, as if he had just crawled out of the ground.

  Qin Yanjun!

   This is Qin Yanjun's body!

  Yang felt relieved.

   Sure enough, there are some tricks.

   "Who is the sixth?"

  Yang Fang asked.

  Beside Qin Yanjun, there was another figure with a misty breath, surrounded by a phantom of the world.

   "His name is Shen Cang, and he is the first master to enter the king since the end of the age of the ancient gods. It is rumored that he has never been defeated in his own era!"

  The great elder said in a low voice.

   "So many strong people?"

  Yang Fang talked to himself, looked at the bird again, and said, "What are they doing here?"

   "What else can I do? It must be to deal with Kamura!"

  Qin Tianli gritted his teeth, and said: "These **** are clearly looking for Nitian Zhanbao, but in fact they just want to eradicate Shencun under the excuse of Nitian Zhanbao!"

   The grievances between the Patrolman and Kamura have a long history.

   This time their king came out of customs, and gathered so many strong men, it was obvious that they wanted to deal with the village chief.

"Yeah?"

  Yang Fang continued to stare ahead.

   "It's you! Dao Yang!"

  Suddenly, the huge Bi An recognized Yang Fang, his tone was cold, and a pair of huge eyes shot out scarlet light beams, looking towards this side, the aura on his body was mighty, like the tide.

   "Quan, where are your two elder brothers? Didn't they come together?"

  Yang Fang spoke directly, and the voice came out.

  Wu Ming and Huo Qing beside him were surprised.

   This terrifying beast has two older brothers?

   "To deal with you, why should my brother take action?"

  The gigantic Bi An sneered and opened his mouth.

   "King Shenting, you should be enough. I have said the words more than once. There is no heaven-defying war treasure you want in Shenting Village. Please go back and stop wasting time."

  The Great Elder Wuming's face darkened, he spoke again, and transmitted sound to the outside world.

   "Whether there is a heaven-defying war treasure, let me go in and take a look, and I will naturally know, why do you need to say more?"

   The huge phantom in the black whirlwind made a cold and heartless sound.

   "Shencun is a place outside the square. It has always been based on cleanliness and does not welcome some outsiders. I hope King Shenting will forgive me. The village chief will visit one by one in the future."

  The great elder continued to speak, wanting to frighten everyone with the village head.

   "Really? Then why is this kid in there?"

  The giant shadow in the black whirlwind continued to speak coldly, staring at Yang Fang.

   "Brother Xiao is a distinguished guest of my God Village, so naturally he has the right to live here."

   Unnamed response.

   "Honored guest? Nameless, you talk too much. Today, I have to go in and take a look at this village of God. You, please get out of the way, or let your village chief talk to me in person."

  The sound of the huge phantom was cold, and countless black whirlwinds rolled around.

   "This damned **** is determined to break into Shencun today."

  Qin Tianli gritted his teeth and scolded, "Grand Elder, where's the village chief? Why haven't you left the customs?"

  The Great Elder said nothing, as if he had never heard of it.

  The second elder had a gloomy expression and clenched his fists tightly.

  Yang Fang instantly sensed something was wrong.

  Murphy···

  The village head is at a critical juncture of retreat?

  Boom!

  Suddenly, there were bursts of crackling sounds.

With a smirk on his face, the Bi An took the lead, protruding out a claw tens of meters in size, dark, cold and ferocious, with shining scales, and slapped down **** the village's defensive formation. Bloody light flashed in the pupils of both eyes, full of cruelty and coldness, trying to tear apart the formation and destroy everyone.

   It is the first time it has entered the darkness and haze, and it is the first time it has joined forces with outsiders, so it naturally wants to show off in front of this group of 'companions'.

  To teach them that there is no weak person in the Kingdom of God!

  Boom!

  The entire defensive formation was shaken violently, the entire canyon was shaking, and the cliffs on both sides rustled, almost collapsing.

  Endless divine light rose from the great formation, densely packed, reflecting the high sky, like a layer of divine fire burning.

   "A mere large formation can't stop me!"

  Qi An's tone was cold, ignoring the rebound of the formation, he raised his huge claws and slammed down towards the formation again.

   Hum!

  The black claws of tens of meters flickered with black light, almost covering the sky and the sun. When they hit it, the space was distorted, and the power was unimaginable.

  Most people at the entrance of the village couldn't help but turn pale, feeling like the sky was falling apart.

   "Damn, what kind of monster is this?"

  Qin Tianli was shocked.

   Seeing that the second blow to the head was about to fall hard, suddenly, Yang Fang's body flashed, and he walked out of the village directly.

   "Brother Xiao!"

  Wu Ming and Huo Qing shouted in surprise, and immediately wanted to make a move to pull Yang Fang back.

  But a mysterious force rippling out from Yang Fang's back, instantly knocked out their palms, causing them to stagger back into the village of God.

  苴犴 sneered, the huge claws were still falling hard, trying to slap Yang Fang to death.

  Others are afraid of his seven-color vortex, but it is not.

   It has innate true dragon blood in its body, which is infinitely powerful and immortal, far beyond the reach of ordinary kings.

  But suddenly, it showed horror, and felt an indescribably dangerous breath directly from below, making its scales stand on end.

   As if something bad was about to happen.

  It quickly retracted its claws, but it was still too slow.

  Boom!

  Yang Fang punched out, like a terrifying meteor soaring into the sky, the bronze fist shone with crystal light, exuding a terrifying aura, directly pierced the sky, and hit Bi An's claw.

at the same time!

  Between the sky and the earth, an incomparably huge black-haired hand emerged, which was tens of meters in size, and punched directly with Yang Fang.

   Poof!

"Roar···"

  Blood rained all over the sky, pieces of broken meat and bones splashed randomly.

  The bird on the other end let out an extremely huge roar, hoarse, its eyes were red, and it was extremely painful. The whole claw was smashed by Yang Fang's punch, and the huge claw was torn apart like an egg.

   Such a scene made it unbelievable.

   Shocked and angry in my heart, the howling sound shook for dozens of miles.

  The other kings not far away also all stared at each other, and shot divine light instantly.

  However, before they had any further reaction, Yang Fang immediately followed and soared into the sky, without saying a word, the eight-color vortex appeared almost instantly, and ruthlessly covered that head directly.

  The terrifying eight-color vortex is much stronger than the previous seven-color vortex in terms of speed and devouring power.

That bird was still roaring in pain, but soon felt the creepy aura again, and couldn't help roaring, an incomparably huge phantom of an innate true dragon appeared directly behind it, rolling and galloping, lifelike, Just like the real one, the ear-splitting dragon roar was issued directly.

  As soon as this layer of dragon chant appeared, Yang Fang's face changed slightly, and he instantly felt the impact on his soul, his mind was tumbling, and his soul was about to fly away from his body.

  It quickly ran the divine seed [Soul Gathering] to fight against it, and at the same time took out the black skull, roaring at the soul with a soul roar.

  Two extremely terrifying soul ripples collided instantly, the void began to shatter silently, and the black ripples canceled each other out like tides.

   And at this moment!

  The eight-color vortex finally ruthlessly covered that Bi An's body.

  Everything sounds slow, but in reality it is like lightning.

"Roar···"

   Bi An, who was hundreds of meters tall, let out an incomparably deafening roar, his body was covered by a huge vortex, and began to shatter quickly after a single encounter, completely out of its control, as if countless big hands were crazily pulling it.

  The dragon blood and flesh body it is proud of are all invalid at this moment.

  The scales all over his body lost their luster as soon as they met each other, and his whole body seemed to be sucked by countless evil spirits, and his vitality was rapidly disappearing.

   "Come and save me!"

   Bi An let out a painful roar, heaving and falling in the eight-color vortex, struggling violently.

  The expressions of the kings in the sky changed again.

   "Kill this son, save it!"

   The terrifying existence in the black whirlwind made an icy sound.

  Boom!

   Just as the voice fell, the mysterious strong man with the **** bow on his back had already appeared in the palm of his hand, put on a jet-black arrow feather, and pulled it away forcefully.

   An unimaginable and terrifying crisis instantly filled the space between heaven and earth.

  The darkness and haze in a radius of tens of miles all trembled, and then the clusters of black hair and red flesh were all burning rapidly, turning into scarlet blood.

  The blood light quickly gathered towards the jet-black arrow feather. The scarlet color was strange and pervasive, and it completely turned the jet-black arrow feather into blood in the blink of an eye.

  His eyes turned cold, and the **** arrow feathers shot out instantly.

  ···

  Eight thousand words!

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  I'm not feeling well, I'm late, sorry~

  (end of this chapter)