Chapter 1251: Win or lose (2/2)
God Thunder intertwined, tearing the sky.
In the endless sky nets gathered by the endless sky, a dragon exuding the power of terror is formed, the whole body is covered by electric light, and the dense blue arc is like the ancient mysterious scales ...
Chu Chen looks like an ancient witch spirit who is in charge of the power of Shenlei. He ignores Pei Yan in front of him and shows his pride in the eyebrows.
”You can be cold!”
”Ha ha ha ha ...” Pei Yan smiled angrily, ”Well, then who is the cool person!”
who is it!
”Roar!”
”Oh!”
...
Together with the terrible divine power rising from the sky, the black unicorns covered with red flames and four hoofs stepped on the different fires and rushed down towards the front ... The thunderbolt dragon gathered with violent thunder Wrathed, wrecked, and dived to ...
Change of color!
The sky is cracking!
”Well ...”
The immensely loud and loud sound broke out instantly between heaven and earth. At this moment, the space was distorted, and Jiu Xiaozheng ((dàng) dàng), the heart of everyone in the audience was almost in a state of stagnation.
The shock waves of force from the mountains and the sea rushed into the void, whistling in all directions.
All the stone bricks on the battlefield of the Xiaoxiao were shattered into powder, and the layers of soil were hung up and hung up. ”Boom ...” exploded like a square-like countertop, which was broken directly from it. For two ...
A wave of violent shock waves ((dàng) dàng) went out.
”Bang bang ...”
There were several violent bangs in succession, and the protective light curtain under the platform on all sides was like a broken glass, which smashed into hundreds of millions of fragments.
All the audience in the audience were backed by the shock.
There are even a lot of people with relatively poor strength, who just took off and flew into the body, almost no fainting ...
No one is surprised!
No one is scared!
The two's cards show up!
It was so scary!
...
Qiu Xingyi, Wang Li, Chi Qianying, Wu Yan and other top disciples are all dignified (Qíng), with a pair of eyes trembling.
The master of the Badain Temple is also tight-hearted and has a low complexion.
Especially Situ Song, the chief of the West Dome, and Yuan Shang, the principal of Beichen Peak.
Even if they are accustomed to the strong winds and waves, it is difficult to hold their minds at this moment.
...
One is the chief disciple of Xiqiongfengyuan.
One is a newcomer to Beichen Fengyuan.
In the history of Wu Zong, the picture that never appeared can be said to have exploded the audience.
...
”boom!”
A series of violent force confrontation can be called overwhelming, the red flames and the blue thunder and lightning constantly converge and flow across the world.
The chaotic blasts that constantly tear up the space tear at each other.
...
Pei Ye's eyes were swelled with thick flames, and his palms looked toward the sky.
”You can't win me!”
The bloodline boundaries of the unicorn Eucharist were released without reservation, and there was a magma-like light vein flowing immediately outside the black unicorn (body shēn) ...
The momentum burned!
The endless linhu erupted from the black unicorn rushed to the thunder dragon with the potential of 燎 hara.
...
To win!
Looking at this scene, many disciples of the West Qiongfengyuan were overjoyed.
Peak master Situ Song also quietly showed a stern smile (yin yīn).
To win!
Of course, the next moment when the thunder and lightning dragon was shrouded by the fire of Kirin, an extremely thick and surging grey breath was released from Chu's body without any warning ...
Together with the falling voice, the barren and dark gray breath was like an unstoppable barren torrent, which suddenly swept across all directions and spread out towards the top and bottom of the Xiaodou battle platform.
The sky is full.
The gray cyclone forms a strong shock wave ((dàng) dàng) down ~ ~ The world and the earth change color, and the square space can be turned into a dim space.
The dust filled the sky.
The yellow sand was mingled with brown turbid air.
It was like a bleak breath of death.
All vitality in the world fades to gloom as quickly as possible.
”Sen Luo, a thousand miles away!”
...
All the people in the room trembled violently, but had not yet reacted, but they were affected by the overflowing gray breath, and the skin on their arms was a little wrinkled.
The sudden change was immediately unpredictable.
Each one was trembling, his face pale.
”The third, the third ... Senlow's power ...”