Chapter 127 Qiyun

"Boom..."

Suddenly, there was a shocking sound of thunder in this relic. In the crown of Zhuo Yu's cold head, a thunder dragon flew out, and the majestic dragon was extremely powerful, which weakened the momentum of the blood and evil spirit a lot.

"Canglong? Good boy, with the dragon crown, I really can't keep you."

When Xue Wujiang saw the thunder dragon flying out of Zhuo Yuhan's forehead, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching slightly, and his heart was more determined to kill Zhuo Yuhan.

The dragon represents the seven stars in the north. The dragon is one of the mythical beasts in ancient times, and it is also the mount of the emperor of the three emperors in ancient times, in charge of the stars, thunder, wind and rain. Because the dragon belongs to wood, also known as the green dragon. The dragon is in the northern heavens and controls the power of the thunder of the gods, so the dragon can also be said to be the embodiment of the thunder. Zhuo Yuhan's crown shows the shadow of the dragon. This vision is enough to change the color of all the magic cultivation.

Canglong, in ancient times, was simply the nemesis of all demons and evil ways.

"Let me die."

Between the blood and boundless action, it was extremely fierce. It was a posture that he would not give up without killing Zhuo Yuhan. The blood burial coffin slowly fell slowly, and Zhuo Yuhan felt that the tip of his nose was surrounded by a strong blood evil spirit, which blurred his spirit. At this moment, both Zhuo Butian and Han Lavender can only hide in the light of Zhuo Yu's cold crown. Otherwise, as soon as they appear, they will be swallowed up by the blood-buried coffin and become a corpse in the coffin.

However, Zhuo Yuhan's title is too low. Bloodless Yuanjue, if it hadn't been for Zhuo Yuhan's two innate restraint magic skills, Zhuo Yuhan's holy scripture and Canglongjue's crown, Xue Wujiang only needs one finger to kill him. However, Zhuo Yuhan was also the end of the crossbow at this time. His body trembled and his knees were bent. Facing the invisible pressure of the bloody coffin, even Zhuo Butian could not resist it.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the space between the two suddenly cracked a gap. In a thousandth of an instant, a heart-shaped silver-gray flame flew out of the void crack, and the flame of the silver-gray flame was extremely dim at this time, as if it could be extinguished at will.

The silver-gray flame is the fierce flame that was fought by the strong marquises. The original fierce flame has been chased by the ten marquises into the void, but obviously, from the current state of the fierce flame of the ground, although it has not been caught, it seems to have seriously damaged the source and lost the original destruction of the world. The great ability to burn space easily.

The space where the fierce flame of the earth is broken is between the coffin of blood burial and the crown of the dragon. The infinite blood spirit of evil falls from the sky and wraps the fierce flame of the earth.

"Ferocious flames?! God helps me!"

Between the blood and boundless, he suddenly reacted and couldn't help laughing wildly. He immediately gave up the killing of Zhuo Yuhan. The blood burial coffin turned around and pretended to be fierce to the ground.

"Ferocious flames? Blood must not be obtained without bounds.

Zhuo Yuhan only felt the pressure on his body. He raised his eyes and saw the scene of the bloody coffin covering the ground. Zhuo Yuhan shouted loudly, and a powerful dragon appeared in the crown again.

"Ying!"

Surrounded by thunder, the majestic dragon flew to the blood burial coffin. The thunder exploded, and the blood evil spirit on the blood burial coffin was suddenly blown up into nothingness.

"Find your own way to death."

At this moment, I'm just thinking about how to successfully collect the fierce flames of the ground, and then find a chance to escape immediately. Xue Wujiang did not look back at Zhuo Yuhan. He raised his hand and hit him with a palm. The real dragon circled and the space shattered.

"ci..."

At this time, the fierce flame that was originally wrapped in the blood evil spirit in the blood burial coffin actually burst into power, and the lotus heart-shaped flame exploded, but actually swallowed the blood evil spirit into the flame.

Zhuo Butian and Han Lavender and Zhuo Yuhan's holy book could block the bloody attack. When he came to his senses, he happened to see this scene.

"Blood is boundless, you are looking for your own death. The fierce flame of the earth is born in the boundless spirit of the earth. If you use the blood spirit to swallow it, you are simply looking for your own death. Now, you wait for the fierce flame to devour!"

Zhuo Yuhan looked at the blood and evil spirit that surged into the fierce flames of the earth like a hundred rivers, and immediately looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Damn it!"

Bloodless hurriedly exported the secret and wanted to take back the blood burial coffin. The blood evil spirit in this blood burial coffin, but the blood tried his best to sacrifice the people of a city at the risk of being discovered by the kingdom. Combined with all the strong men of the sect, it took five years to sacrifice such power. Now he is swallowed up by the fierce flame of the earth, which makes him extremely painful. However, no matter how hard he exerted, the blood-buried coffin seemed to be controlled by the fierce flames of the ground and remained motionless.

The evil spirit in the fierce flame is the source of all evil spirits in the world. Whether it is the yin evil spirit, the blood evil spirit, or the evil spirit, these are derived from the evil spirit of the earth. Now the blood has used the evil spirit to deal with the evil flames of the earth is simply seeking death.

The earth is fierce, and among all the divine fires, the attributes are magical. The originally sluggish fierce whale sucked the cow and swallowed the blood spirit in the blood burial coffin. The flame became stronger and stronger, and the space began to twist again.

"Ferocious crow, where are you going?"

At this time, the void broke, and an old man in a light red robe with a small tripod sign embroidered on his chest stepped out of the void. He didn't think about it. There were many runes of seal arrays on his big hand and grabbed the fierce flame on the ground.

"Chen Xuan, the ground is fierce, you can't get it."

In the other direction, the void was shattered, and Yunduhou's hair stepped out slightly messy, raised his hand and hit it out, and also grabbed the fierce flame on the ground. The two marquis hegemons took action together, which immediately broke the momentum of the fierce flames of the earth. The blood burial coffin was restored to freedom. Xue Wujiang quickly took it back. Looking carefully, the flesh was extremely painful. Just now, one-third of the blood evil spirit in the blood burial coffin was swallowed up, and the Pinjie fell to the Xuanjie. The original blood burial coffin is a ground-level magic weapon, and this time, the loss is serious.

With the appearance of Yundu Marquis and the elders of the Refinery Pavilion, the other eight marquises also stepped out of the void one after another. Ten people's hair was a little messy and their robes were also a little broken. Obviously, the battle just now was very fierce, and the fierce flames also took the opportunity to run out by themselves.

"Huh!"

As soon as everyone came out, they were immediately unwilling to show weakness and took action against the fierce flames on the ground. For a moment, the fierce flames were at the center, and several of them showed their full ability to compete desperately.

"I'd like to see who is on fire!" Zhuo Yuhan looked at several marquises who were unyedable, his eyes sparkled, and he thought to himself.

"The fierce flame of this land was originally the thing of the Marquis, but I didn't expect to be inserted by you guys. Now, I can't get it, and none of you can think of it."

After Wei Wenhou came out of the void, he did not fight. Now the nine marquis have formed a standing situation. Wei Wenhou's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and the truth compass in his hand suddenly soared to more than 20 feet. Wei Wenhou held a compass and smashed the fierce flames in the middle.

With this action, Wei Wenhou immediately broke the balance between the nine people. Once the balance was broken, the fierce flame immediately escaped and flew away, and this direction was exactly where Zhuo Yuhan was.

The silver-gray fierce flame has supreme fierceness. It is extremely fast and almost turns into a silver-gray light. When it flashes, it is about to come to Zhuo Yuhan's eyes. Where the flame passes, the space is distorted and annihilated. Seeing that Zhuo Yuhan is about to be buried under the flame of the ground, even Zhuo Butian and Han There is no time to rescue.

The flying speed of the ferocious flame is really too fast.

"Yu Han, black lotus, sacrifice black lotus." Yan's voice sounded crazily in Zhuo Yuhan's mind, with a trace of tension and excitement.

Zhuo Yuhan almost didn't think about it. In a thousandth of an instant, when the fierce flame on the ground was about to touch Zhuo Yuhan, a black lotus suddenly appeared.

As soon as the black lotus came out, the secluded black light broke out, wrapping the whole earth's fierce flame into it.