Chapter 3533 The Power of a Hundred Dragons

For a moment, Fengyun's expression changed, and the entire void was filled with the mighty dragon.

Opening its teeth and dancing its claws, following its movements, claws of five-color colored glaze emerged, and the number was so many that it was jaw-dropping.

And the attack isn't over yet.

Those giant dragons opened their mouths.

Wind, cloud, thunder, and fire, dragons of different attributes have different attacks.

The white cloud looks ordinary, but wherever it passes, the void becomes hazy like a small lake wrinkled by the wind, and in some places, it is even distorted and deformed, melting out of the white holes.

What a terrifying supernatural power!

The remaining wind blades, lightning, flames, and powers are also different, but each of them is enough to make ordinary early-stage monks feel troublesome.

Of course, the ghost mother of Huangquan is much more terrifying, but the attacks she faces are also more vicious. Bailongzhiya, the supernatural power that Lin Xuan has long understood, is now even more reborn. In the blink of an eye, those clouds, fireballs, and light waves Has rushed to the near.

stab...

As if the brocade had been torn, the light curtain at the front was torn easily like clay plastic paper.

The ghost mother of Huangquan was shocked, of course she didn't want to let her go.

Opening his mouth, a cloud of energy spewed out.

Following her movements, the surface of the copper clock became haloed, black patterns lit up, and four grimaces showed expressions of extreme pain at the same time.

Then an incredible scene appeared.

With a flash of black mist, those four ghost faces broke free from the shackles of the bronze bell and poked out from its surface.

Then the body stretched out, and the shape suddenly swelled up, turning into evil spirits with a size of more than a hundred feet, one by one with blue faces and long fangs, dancing around, a white bone blade emerged from each of their hands.

The coercion emanating from the surface was almost the same as that of the Tongtian Mingbao, and then he swung his hands down, and densely packed light blades appeared.

For a moment there was a loud explosion, and the four heavenly ghosts fought with hundreds of dragons without fear.

Without him, within a few face-to-face efforts, the four-headed evil spirits were covered in bruises. Although they did not fall, they turned into nothingness with the wind.

As their figures disappeared, four grimaces reappeared on the surface of the bronze bell, but each of them was powerless, and the bronze bell became extremely dim.

Obviously, although this treasure has not been completely destroyed, the lost spirituality is no small matter. It is no longer suitable for use against the enemy without re-cultivation.

The ghost mother of Huangquan was shocked and angry, but at this moment, she was already a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and she couldn't save herself. Before she had time to feel sorry for the treasure, she was wrapped by white dragons from all directions.

The sound of rumbling came to the ears!

The scene was indescribable. Several suns of different colors emerged in the sky at the same time, dazzling and dazzling.

Then the scorching sun closed in the middle, replaced by a beam of five-color glazed light, with the faintly visible runes on the surface.

The momentum spread towards the surroundings.

Wherever they passed, everything turned into nothingness, and the vitality between the heaven and the earth became extremely chaotic, but they all swarmed away like that terrible beam of light.

In this way, the crackling sound is endless.

The whole process lasted for a full cup of tea before it gradually dissipated.

The pavilions, towers and pavilions have been turned into powder, and the remaining barriers and barriers have also been wiped out.

The face of the ghost mother of Huangquan was full of shock and anger. At this time, she was not even half calm, her face was full of embarrassment and resentment, she had disappeared with every hand and foot.

However, the strange thing is that no drop of blood flowed out, instead, countless strange things like foam appeared in the wound.

"Brat, you..."

The Ghost Mother of Huangquan wished to refine Lin Xuan's soul. As an immortal cultivator in the late stage of crossing the catastrophe, when had she ever been so embarrassed.

However, before she could finish speaking, Lin Xuan rushed towards her like a shooting star.

"drink!"

With a loud roar, he punched out.

In the void, a fist force could be seen emerging from the naked eye.

Wherever it passes, the void also melts and disintegrates into nothingness.

"Law of Power!"

The ghost mother of Huangquan only had time to let out an exclamation before she was blown away.

boom!

Like a meteorite falling, this punch was from top to bottom.

But there was a loud cracking sound, and a big pit appeared on the ground.

Bottomless.

The sound of magma roaring faintly entered the ears.

Lin Xuan was suspended in mid-air, majestic and majestic like a god descending here.

The whole process of ups and downs is complicated, but it only takes a few breaths before and after.

After a few face-to-face encounters, the ghost mother of Huangquan was beaten into a mess. The great monk in the late stage of crossing the catastrophe was unable to fight back at all, and the ghosts on the side were stunned.

Chill all over!

He seemed to have stabbed a hornet's nest, how could this kid Lin be so scary.

However, Lin Xuan's expression was much calmer. He did this out of passion. In other words, because of Yue'er, his own strength has been surpassed by a lot on the basis of the original.

Otherwise, facing such a formidable enemy, how could it be so smooth.

"you……"

The originally calm sky suddenly dimmed, and a sound like a soul-destroying magic sound entered the ears.

Then there was a rumbling sound, and magma emerged from the ground, and the face of the ghost mother of Huangquan was full of madness: "Little guy, you asked for this, since you are looking for death, I will let you die I can't, I can't ask for death."

"Hmph, can you do it?"

Lin Xuan didn't talk too much nonsense, with a flick of his sleeve robe, Cuimang hesitated, and directly sacrificed the picture of the fairy sword, but seeing the loud sound of piercing the air, thousands of sword auras swept away like the opponent.

Long night and dreamy, Lin Xuan directly used the treasure at the bottom of the press box.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect you to have innate things, but what can you do in front of my ghost mother's Huangquan ghosts?"

There was no trace of fear on the face of Huangquan Ghost Mother.

Raising her right hand, one by one wonderful formulas emerged, and following her movements, the surrounding scenery completely changed.

The original city disappeared, replaced by a wasteland made of stones.

It is eerie and terrifying, with countless ghosts and ghosts, which are quite different from the ghosts and monsters in Huangquan recorded in electronic classics.

What was even more unbelievable was that Yin Qi surged from the wound of Huangquan Ghost Mother, and the severed limbs stretched out again.

Even the embarrassed expression disappeared, as if he had never been hurt again.

"Is it a ghost in Huangquan? Is it as different as the spirit realm?"

A trace of solemnity appeared on Lin Xuan's face.

And for some reason, this thing gave me the feeling that it was much more terrifying than Fairy Tianyin's spiritual realm.

The ghost mother of Huangquan had no intention of using it at first, and changed her mind only in a fit of rage. From this point, it can be seen that the supernatural power in front of her is not trivial.

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