Big Dream Master - Chapter 1997 warm up

On the city wall, the three Bai Xiaotian were ignored for the time being. After all, none of the three of them had reached the Taiyi realm, so they did not pose a threat at all.

Watching Hei Lian Dao go for a long time, Yao Feng's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly looked towards his sleeve robe. I saw a large golden light suddenly lit up inside his sleeve,

The tumbling room began to swell violently, and it had grown tenfold in an instant. Judging from the outline of the appearance, a sturdy giant pillar appeared impressively. "This is…"

Fu Tu was frowning when he saw Yao Feng's face had become extremely ugly. "I can't sleep anymore, that fellow found the weakness of Qiankun's robe."

Yao Feng let out a low drink, raised his sleeves and slammed it forward. I saw a flash of light on his cuff, a golden pillar that was ten feet long and more than ten feet thick opened a gap, and a figure flashed out of it, and flew a hundred feet away in an instant.

After escaping, Shen Luo raised his hand with a move, and the Xuan Huang Yi air stick also shrank rapidly, drawing an arc in mid-air and flying back to Shen Luo's hand. "How did you find out?" Yaofeng asked in a cold voice, pulling up his sleeves.

"What's so difficult about this? Every time I attack with a war sword, the light of the sword can always fall into place. Although it can't break through your sleeves, as long as it can fall into place, there must be boundaries.

But when I investigate it myself, I feel that I am in nothingness, giving birth to a sense of boundlessness. It can be seen that your supernatural power space is only aimed at living creatures, and it is not boundless for magic weapons or attack techniques. "

Shen Luo sneered and said. "So it is." Yaofeng nodded and said.

The moment his voice fell, a string of rosary beads on his wrist suddenly broke, and eleven black rosary beads flew out instantly, shooting at Shen Lu.

Shen Lu's eyes narrowed, only to see that the eleven rosary beads looked dull and nothing special, but they did not relax their carelessness. With a wave of his hand, eleven pure yang flying swords swept out. Go for it one by one.

However, at the moment when the rosary approached, a light suddenly lit up on it, the flight trajectory changed, and the speed doubled.

The moment the rosary approached, an extremely sharp aura erupted from it. "Jianwan!" Shen Luo thought about it, and immediately knew what that thing was.

Said it was too late and then too fast, the Xuanhuang air stick in his hand quickly rotated, and dense stick shadows shrouded toward the eleven sword pellets.

There was a sharp sound of "Zheng". Eleven sword pills flashed light, turned into eleven sharp swords, and easily passed through the dense stick shadow.

That kind of passing is not through the gap of the stick shadow, but through the stick shadow itself, and it also passes through the body of the Xuanhuang Yiqi stick, and the stick body does not hinder it in the slightest.

Before Shen Luo could react, those flying swords had already touched his forehead. In a hurry, Shen Luo didn't have time to use other means at all, and could only urge the protection of Baoguang, the physique of the peak ethereum powerhouse to meet the blow.

Seeing this scene, Yaofeng immediately showed a successful conspiracy smile. Just hear the "poof" sound!

Eleven small black swords slid into Shen Luo's eyebrows, and his Taiyi physique was like a piece of paper in front of him, and was passed through.

When Shen Luo realized that these eleven sword pills were "heart swords" made by Yao Feng from the souls of others, it was too late to directly ignore the defense and attack his soul.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, eleven black flying swords swept past, and immediately tore open eleven huge openings.

An indescribable pain spread from the depths of the soul, Shen Luo's eyes suddenly became distracted, he only felt that his soul was divided into twelve pieces, and he couldn't concentrate his thoughts.

"Just now, kill him." Yao Feng retracted his sword and roared. Fu Tu, who had already leaped to the top of his head, fell like a cannonball, and his black robe flew up, revealing a body below with exaggerated muscles.

The muscles of one of his arms are knotted, covered with a dark red luster, and the runes of the demon race are wrapped around it, which exudes a rich and incomparable demonic energy, and a black fist is condensed outside his fist. .

Above that fist shadow, there is an incomparably terrifying coercion. Under its fist, the void is compressed and sunken, surrounded by tiny black space cracks, which has the power to tear the void. At this moment, the sinking soul was severely injured, and his body was still in a rigid state, and it was impossible to avoid this terrifying punch.

"Hundred Cliffs!"

Fu Tu let out a loud snort, and punched down the sinking head with his fist.

There was a ferocious look in his eyes, as if he had seen the **** scene where the opponent's head was smashed to pieces by his own punch.

At this moment, Shen Luo's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the aura of his whole body suddenly soared. He put away the Xuanhuang Air Stick, raised the Minghong War Saber with one hand, and slashed towards the top with the momentum of Liaotian.

A loud and bright sabre sounded, and a green saber light burst out from his hand, extending a hundred zhang and slashing towards Futu.

The latter was surprised at Shen Luo's sudden escape, but he did not panic, the punching momentum was not reduced in the slightest, and he had no intention of restraining at all, and slammed into Shen Luo forcefully.

"Boom!" A loud bang sounded. The green light of the knife exploded in response to the sound, and the fist of Futu pressed down all the way, and the surface burned with raging flames, constantly consuming the black magic energy wrapped in the exterior.

By the time his fist smashed on the tip of Minghong's sword, the black demonic energy was exhausted. UU reading www. uukanshu. A sharp sound of com "zheng" sounded.

The long knife in Shen Lu's hand shook violently, the blade trembled, and an incomparably powerful force passed through his body, causing his bones to make a "click" sound.

The ground his feet stepped on suddenly made two loud bangs, and two violent air waves exploded directly, bursting all the stone slabs on the ground within a radius of more than ten meters, and collapsed and flew out.

The power of Futu was also exhausted at this time, and his figure flew upside down, pulling away from Shen Luo.

Shenluo's legs sank to the ground, and he glanced at the cracks and ravines on the ground, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. The powerful physique of the demon in the black cloak was no longer under him, and his strength was also unexpected. Fierce.

He held a long sword in one hand, and the eleven pure yang flying swords also flew back upside down, hanging by his side.

"It was a warm up just now, now I'll play with you guys."

Shen Luo sneered and waved. Eleven pure yang flying swords swept out one after another, heading straight for the demon wind, and his figure followed closely behind, rushing over.

Yao Feng saw that Shen Luo had targeted himself, and there was no surprise on his face, but when he turned his wrist, a mysterious black crystal magic wand appeared in his palm.

The magic wand was only about two feet long, and the top was carved with an exquisite skeleton statue. It exuded a strong breath of death, causing the surrounding void to suddenly cool down.

"Oh, good time! I just used your dagger to try the black jade skeleton given by Lord Chiyou." Yao Feng sneered, the breath around his body soared, and the magic power poured frantically into the black magic wand in his hand.