Faced with the blue light and rain that swept the sky, Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng, the face color changed.

Under the king, under the icy and erosive light rain, it can't be supported for a long time; and this vast light rain seems to be only a kind of talented field ability created by the alien genius "Wei Jing".

"This is the talent of Xingyunbuyu..."

Zhao Feng was amazed and fixed his eyes. The interracial man covered the scales and had a blue horn. The local form was somewhat similar to the dragon.

In the ethnic blood, this interracial man "Wei Jing" may have something in common with the previous black dragon.

Snoring

That blue glory rain, a wide range, and soon a part, pushed to this area.

"First evade."

Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng, shrouded in a layer of silver and purple mans, in the opposite direction, flying away.

now.

The two couldn’t take care of it and tracked the death of the black dragon.

The interracial man "Wei Jing", itself cultivated, up to the king's peak

This is in the magical space, Zhao Feng and the two met, and cultivated as the highest genius.

To know.

Zhao Feng was in the Canghai, the most peak period, but it was only the middle of the virtual god.

And Wei Jing, the blood is super-custom, the birth is extraordinary, its strength, can not be measured by simple repair.

噗噗唰唰

Behind Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng, the blue light and rain, overwhelming.

On the hilly ground, the ice layer condenses, and under the blue light rain, leaves a eroded ice cave, which is not at the bottom.

The hills and rocks here are extremely hard. After all, they can breed the "king of the hills".

But in the blue raindrops, these rocks, like tofu, are corroded.

"This is the ninth strength of the Imperial List..."

Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng, during the retreat, the back is cold and uneasy.

The genius of the Dagan Emperor, ranked five hundred, includes not only the genius in Dagan, but also the geniuses of some super sects around.

More difficult is it.

Those blue light rains, the coldness of the hair, can affect the surrounding environment.

An invisible cold force, infiltrating the space area of ​​one side, the speed of evacuation of Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng also decreased sharply.

"You can't hide..."

Nangong Sheng whispered and slowly unfolded his space.

Zhao Feng looks calm and knows that he can't hide.

In terms of speed, the "Wei Jing" of the King of the Peak is more than twice as fast as the unscrupulous, not to mention the cold power of the blue light rain, and the effect of cutting speed.

Puff puff

Soon, a drop of faint blue rain fell on Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng.

The faint blue rain is the field of blood talent, and even the space can be saturated.

"Holy Body"

Zhao Feng's body surface has a layer of metallic blue silver luster and precise texture.

噗噗

Those faint blue rains fell on Zhao Feng, and the electric mine Mercury spattered.

A feeling of tingling in the ice, so that Zhao Feng brow slightly wrinkled.

"My holy body, the current attack on the properties of ice water, has a strong immunity. But in this light rain, there is a corrosion characteristic..."

Zhao Feng feels closed.

This is still him, you can use the body, hard to resist this blue light rain.

Those who have changed to the general king of the gods do not have this ability.

On the side of the Nangong Sheng, a layer of black and white purple ripples appeared on the surface, and the blue light rain was absorbed and swallowed.

Nangong Sheng can not help but envy, Zhao Feng rebuilt this time, has such a strong body.

Zhao Feng does not need to consume the real yuan, with the holy body, can resist this light rain.

This is not only the strong cross-body of the Shenglei body, but also related to the wind thunder that Zhao Feng cultivated.

At this stage, he is using the wind of water to refine the casting body, attacking the properties of ice water, and having strong immunity.

Even so.

Zhao Feng’s body is also a bit stinging and cold, and some discomfort.

however.

Zhao Feng is still using the flesh, hard against the faint blue rain, without using the real yuan.

"Ha ha ha... The nine emperors will continue this way, and your men will die."

A blue scaled "Wei Jing" floats in the center of the blue light rain. Wherever it passes, the blue light rain forms a tidal storm.

The elite of a team of the royal family, sometimes someone died.

These talented elites gathered in a battle against blue light and rain.

Wei Jing, intentionally or unintentionally, swallowed these people with blue light rain, slowly tormented, and put pressure on the nine emperors in front.

"Nine emperors? No wonder it feels familiar."

Zhao Feng is thoughtful.

He now realizes that the nine emperors and the eight emperors Zhou Lu are similar in appearance.

but.

The talent of the Nine Emperors is more than eight emperors, and the "Thirteen Emperors" that he saw not long ago.

"Wei Jing loses you from the four-star sect's ‘Youdu, and is the ninth in the genius of the Emperor. Even when the temple is fighting with the Tiansheng Snake King, it is a sneak attack.”

The "Nine Emperors" in the purple jersey at the front, gnashing their teeth.

The nine emperors, who are themselves close to the peak of the king, the ancient Qing Lei sword in the hands, is the inheritance of the sacristy, not lost in the Nangong Holy Shukun sword.

"what"

In the crowd of blue light and rain, there were occasional screams.

In the light rain, the talented elite who is less than the Dadan Yuanjing has been killed. This is the case that Wei Jing deliberately tortured.

嗖唰

The silver-violet light of Zhao Feng and Nangong San is separated from the other direction to avoid being close to Wei Jing.

"Hey, two bugs"

Wei Jingyi double blue eyes, indifferently glanced at Zhao Feng two.

However, his focus is on the Nine Emperors, but he controls the blue rain field and is trapped by Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng and two people only feel that the pressure has increased.

咻咻噗噗噗

The blue light rain formed a swirling storm, pulling the two.

"Zhao Feng, under our joint efforts, we can break through this blue light rain..."

Nangong Sheng Shen channel.

The strength of Wei Jing, too strong, or chasing the virtual god, Nangong Sheng does not want to provoke.

"No need to worry."

Zhao Feng is calm, its silver-blue metal-like body surface, and sometimes a ray of wind and thunder.

Ok?

Nangong Sheng noticed an abnormality and immediately revealed an incredible expression.

At this time, the scent of the body of Zhao Feng was more and more condensed and powerful.

The "clear blue rain" that swept through it fell to the surface of Zhao Feng, and it continued to wear away, and a little penetrated into the body.

From time to time, Zhao Feng runs the wind and thunder, so that the blue ice and rain, more even distribution of body surface and penetration.

Next.

Nangong Sheng and Zhao Feng, kept in the blue light and rain, are not close to "Wei Jing", but they do not leave the range of light rain.

It gives people the feeling that the space field of Nangong Sheng is trying to resist and struggle.

"Two, I have been involved in it."

The nine emperors who fled in front of the flight, apologized.

Although he is strong in strength, he was attacked by Wei Jing. He was hit hard and could only escape. The nine emperors could only hope that they could meet other human powers.

However, even if you encounter a general team elite, Wei Jing, who faces the ninth in the Imperial League, is afraid that he will also be caught in the pool.

"It doesn't matter."

Nangong Sheng lightly opened the road.

He is the king of the field of space, and there are sources such as evil spirits and sub-products in the body. As long as they are not attacked by Wei Jing, the light rain in the area is not at the moment.

In fact.

If it is not Zhao Feng, deliberately to stay, the two have been separated from Wei Jing's talent field.

"what"

From the indifferent expressions of Nangong Sheng and Zhao Feng, the Nine Emperors felt a touch of unusual.

This purple-haired two seems to be struggling, but in reality there is no fear of desperation.

Even the expressions of these two people are still calm.

"In the next big nine princes," Zhou Zihang, dare to ask the two surnames, can you join forces, together with the strong enemy of the aliens."

The man in the blue shirt, took a deep breath and solemnly conveyed the voice.

He observed that this purple hair is not weak.

The Xuanyi youth is the king of the field of space; another purple-haired boy, alone in the flesh, resists the faint blue rain.

"South Palace St.."

Xuanyi youth, very simple answer.

"Zhao Feng."

Purple hair teenager faceless: "But now, it is not time to join forces; let's run for a while."

This statement is out.

The face of the Nine Emperor, twitched.

That boy, so calmly - let's run for a while.

"What is wrong with the boy?"

Nine emperors feel wrong.

Through the ghosting of the space field, the purple-haired boy "bathed" in the blue light and rain, seemingly painful and seemingly enjoyable.

"The ‘dream of the fruit in front, it’s almost digested.’

Zhao Feng closed his eyes.

That Wei Jing, the blue light rain produced by the talent ability, is the property of ice corrosion.

At the present stage, Zhao Feng is through the wind and thunder, and he is casting and casting.

Today, his holy body is facing a small bottleneck of four peaks, only a little bit.

噗噗啵

Zhao Feng's body surface, the secluded blue rain evenly flowing, accompanied by the force of the silk wire.

now.

Zhao Feng is racing against time, running "Sheng Lei" and "Wind Thunder", using the faint blue rain to maximize the casting.

"This junior is too crazy, and dare to use the talents to make the body."

Nine emperors took a deep breath.

After half a tea kungfu.

嗡

Zhao Feng in the space field, the surface of the silver-blue luster, shining, smashing the electric grain around, just like the polished polished metal, the whole person seems inexplicably heavy.

at this time.

Zhao Feng’s call for a room, a strong body, and the Nangong Sheng next to him, felt a bit dull and depressed.

"St. Thunder, four layers of peaks"

Zhao Feng looked happy, his body sighed and swelled.

Bang

In one fell swoop, the tyrannical force produced an invisible layer of force and repelled the surrounding blue rain.

"That kid..."

Wei Jing, who was in the blue rain, finally noticed that it was wrong.

Previously, he did not face up to Zhao Feng’s Xiao Dan’s realm, even if the other side was arrogant.

After all, in the aliens, the **** body is a powerful race, I don’t know how many.

"A good personal thief dares to use my talent field to refine the body..."

There was a trace of anger on Wei Jing’s face.

This kind of thing happened to him as a shame.

at this time.

Zhao Feng’s holy body, breaking through to the four peaks, can compete with the ordinary king by the physical body.

If you can break through to the fifth floor on this basis, Zhao Feng’s holy body can basically cross the king level.

"This brother, so timid."

The nine emperors in front of him, the heart of the heart is admiring.

In exchange for any Dan Yuanjing, in front of Wei Jing, escape is too late, let alone use the talent of the other side to refine his body.

: Three more outbreaks, seeking monthly passes)