Chapter 1545 - Chapter 1545: Bullet crown (1) (1/2)
Chapter 1545: Bullet crown (1)
Xu Pingfeng’s spell formation had a lot of hidden power.
The Dharma form of the Buddha of the Galaxia tree, on the other hand, brought an obvious phenomenon.
The Dharma form on the left was six feet tall, as if it was made of gold, with tight muscles. Twelve arms were spread out in a fan shape behind it, and a burning Ring of Fire was burning behind its head.
It seemed to be the embodiment of power and fire. The moment it appeared, the temperature in the sky rose sharply, entering the scorching summer. The expanding pressure was accompanied by air waves that swept in all directions.
On the right was a pale golden Dharma form sitting cross-legged with its head lowered and its hands pressed together. It symbolized the heaviness of a mountain. Around it, the space was frozen, and there was no wind at all.
Hualalalala …
The sound of waves was heard again. This time, the illusory black waves were pushed up to a height of 300 meters, like a giant wall that connected the sky.
In comparison, the inspector in white was as small as an ant.
At the same time, the horns on the White Emperor’s head crackled with electricity. A blazing white ball of lightning formed between the horns and continued to accumulate power.
The supervisor used the same trick again. He extended his right hand into the black wave and slowly pulled out a black sword.
Xu Pingfeng suddenly disappeared and teleported to the side of Jian Zheng. He did the exact same thing-he reached into the black wave with his left hand and pulled out a long black blade.
The master and disciple stood side by side, drew their swords at the same time, and slashed at each other with all their might.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Above the sea of clouds, the sound of explosions echoed.
After blocking the sword, Xu Pingfeng didn’t continue fighting and immediately used a teleportation spell to retreat.
His figure flickered and disappeared, reappearing in the clouds a few hundred feet away. However, Xu Pingfeng was unable to escape successfully. The supervisor was still beside him, as if he had just teleported with him.
The white-haired and white-bearded old head guard reached out his hand expressionlessly and grabbed Xu Pingfeng’s neck.
Buzzzzzz!
The circle formation under Xu Pingfeng’s feet began to work, and the three characters of ” water, swamp, and earth ” lit up. In front of him, a barrier with an inner gray-yellow layer and an outer black layer, with electric arcs jumping on the surface, rose.
At the same time, streams of light jumped out of the silk bag at his waist. They were a thick bronze bell, a brass heart-protecting mirror, a black iron shield, and seven rings surrounded by flames …
A total of eight top-grade protective magical treasures.
Bang … Bang … The bronze bell exploded.
Bang … Bang … The heart-protecting mirror exploded.
Bang … Bang … The black iron shield exploded.
Bang … Bang … The seven rings exploded.
Jian Zheng’s hand was like an indestructible divine weapon, destroying all of his disciple’s top-grade magical weapons.
Xu Pingfeng did not panic at all. He took advantage of the gap in the magical artifact’s defense to raise his foot and stomp.
In the light of the teleportation formation, the Buddha of the Kyara tree stood in front of Xu Pingfeng. He clenched his fists, and from his shoulders to his waist, every muscle was filled with surging divine power.
He threw a punch.
At the same time, the acalanātha Dharma form on the right side of the Buddha’s head put its hands together and quickly made a seal.
The folds of this space were immediately flattened and fell into a frozen state.
Jian Zheng’s teleportation formation was no longer effective. He raised his palm and easily blocked the fist of the Buddha of the Galaxia tree.
Buzzzzzz!
The dark golden fist smashed into a hexagonal barrier. The fist force of a first grade Bodhisattva instantly covered the front of the barrier, shaking it violently and making a buzzing sound.
The hexagonal barrier frantically absorbed the force and then crumbled. Jian Zheng quickly slid back.
兹兹兹，电弧跳跃的声音里，白帝犄角间酝酿的炽白雷球，终于抓住这个机会，激射而出。
The sea of clouds shook violently, and dense electric arcs flashed and disappeared. How fast was the speed of lightning?
Unable to use the teleportation spell, and in a sliding state, there was no way for Jian Zheng to Dodge. He pressed down with both hands and accurately closed the Thunderball between his palms.
The Thunderball pushed the director back.
&Nbsp; Bai Di and the Buddha of the Galaxia tree took this chance and tried to use their close combat abilities to give the divinator a heavy blow to increase their advantage.
Xu Pingfeng’s feet opened up a series of formations, which enveloped the supervisor.
Imprisoning, attacking, interfering … Normally, these formations would not be able to deal with Jian Zheng, but when combined with the attacks of the balls of lightning, they had a miraculous effect.
The White Emperor and the Galos tree appeared on the left and right of the director.
The former opened its fangs and mouth as if it wanted to swallow Jian Zheng. The latter twisted his waist and swung his arms, his muscles bursting with surging power.
At that moment, a bright light flashed in the supervisor’s eyes.
Bang! Bang! He extinguished the Thunderball with brute force. His right hand, which was smoking, pressed on his waist and pulled hard.
“Pa! Pa!”