Chapter 57 Forest Fighting

The evening fog swept through the vast forest. The young man felt that there was a thin layer of water mist in front of his eyes, and his vision was greatly hindered.

"This kind of terrain is very beneficial to me." Mr. Tong secretly said that his senses were better than those of the king's rank. In addition, he broke through the ten grades of the teacher's rank, broke through some of the shackles of heaven and earth, and his senses were more than tenfold. It can be said that he was the first person who did not cultivate the heavenly eye. The other party was a disciple of the ancient clan, but the young man saw that although this cold dust was also a thorn. The role of the hand is far from the level of Bingxuan, that is, the appearance of Wangjie, and even the law of space has not been touched.

"It's not good!" Bing Hanchen secretly exclaimed that his vision was greatly affected and full of demonic spirit. He felt that the sensitivity of his body had decreased a lot. In this way, the other party's chance to escape would become much larger, which was an unbearable consequence. The genius of the ancient Kunlun clan took action, and several dazzling silver lightnings hit the young man. The masculine force diluted the black fog around him a lot and hit the young man's body fiercely.

"The prince." The ice condensed behind the tree almost exclaimed. The ice and cold dust used the road sun thunder, absorbing the masculinity power between heaven and earth, and the killing technique released by the combination of thunder elements, and the road runes actually appeared in these sun thunder. Obviously, the ice and cold dust has used this magic to reach the peak. At this time, it can be killed. Several strong kings died. Bing Hanchen immediately smiled cruelly when he saw that the other party was big and did not dodge. In his opinion, the bucket master was going to get the bento, and no one would grab Bingxuan with him in the future.

"Hahaha, let you fight with me, you..." Suddenly, the cold dust's words stopped abruptly, as if his throat was stuck with thick phlegm, and his face turned red.

Countless thunder and lightning slowly dissipated. The young man was like an ancient god of war, without any scars on his body. The thunder flashed all over his body and gradually disappeared in the young man's tall body, and there was no way to make a ripple. You should know that young people are unrivaled heroes who can even survive that kind of killing disaster. This little thunder and lightning is not even a fraction of the thunderstorm. How can it cause him any harm? This is not a joke.

With no results, Bing Hanchen finally realized that the other party was also a difficult role. His hands waved in the air, and a simple pagoda fell from the sky, and a wisp of Xuanhuang gas came down. The Xuanhuang Qi is the essence of the earth, and each trace is as heavy as Wanjun. Now there are dozens of strands falling from the sky, which is a thousand meters high. The mountains will also be razed to the ground.

"Nine steps." The young man's heart exploded, and his feet stepped on a mysterious step. Every time the white battle boots fell on the node of the road, the wind element exploded with the pace. At this moment, the young man seemed to turn into a light and avoid all the mysterious yellow gas.

"Chaos nine, the first, split the sky and the earth." A huge finger appeared in the void, which was covered with dense Taoist lines. As soon as they pointed out, the surrounding trees exploded one after another, and even the demons hiding in it began to burn and turned into a human-shaped torch. "Wow, ah!" The person who listened to the hectic roar shuddered.

"Boom." When it came into contact with huge fingers and the divine tower, there was a huge shock wave around. There was nothing in the sound wave, and they turned into debris drifting in the wind. " click." There were strands of cracks on the simple pagoda, which made his eyes crack. He clearly knew how strong his Xuanhuang Pagoda was. The ordinary king-ranking strong man could not even hit it. Now there are cracks. It can be seen that the power of the young man's blow is shocking. This move is a peerless killing skill that Master Tong learned in the disaster. Now it has been used to reveal the world, and it has actually cracked a magic soldier close to the ground.

However, the cold dust is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. He also saw that the young man only relied on the mystery of his moves, but in fact, his strength was still far below him. With one hand holding the sky, the dark right hand slowly pressed down and immediately covered down like a dark cloud. The whole body of the cold dust boiled, and the holy power was continuously entered into his right hand. There were huge cracks in the void, which made people chill.

At the same time, the young man also took action. The golden flame wrapped himself in it. The dark cloud-like holy power hissed as soon as it touched the divine fire, and then slowly dissipated. The bucket man's body was straight, like a sword out of its sheath. The sharp brilliance was unbearable.

"Breaking Sword." The power of pure yang slowly converged into a golden rare sword, and the sword spirit slowly emerged. At this moment, the young man actually learned Bingxuan's five-element magic. With his understanding of the elements, he evolved the pure yang sword. The sword light exploded and fiercely cut his arms to the ice and cold dust.

"Bomb." The void is like window paper, with ferocious black holes appearing, devouring everything, and countless monsters being rolled up and crushed to death by the power of the magnificent space.

"Kka-ka." The two finally touched each other, and suddenly a big dark crack around them spread, rushing to the distance, taking the black hole as the center, smashing everything around, and nothing could survive the destruction.

The young man bullied up, and his body floated against the principle. The huge power of life galloped in his limbs and bones, providing him with a continuous holy power. Suddenly, one bright star after another appeared in his hand, which was a dark sea of stars, in which countless ancient stars of life floated, and then slowly converged. Unexpectedly, it condensed into the shape of a dragon, vertically and horizontally in the void.

"Roar!" This dragon sound seemed to have crossed the divine sound of the ancient earth. The pagoda suspended in the void finally could not withstand this peerless magic power. The crack spread, and it broke with a "kaka" sound. You should know that Xuanhuang was originally under the control of the dragon. The young man continued to sublimate in the duel, and even evolved the single-hearted Kowloon fire control magic as an offensive skill, and immediately received an unexpected effect.

"Ah!" Bing Hanchen let out a heartbreaking roar, not the rupture of his Taoist weapon. He is now overwhelmed by himself. The dragon chant just now has hurt the depths of the cold dust's soul. Now he feels that the world is turning, and there are ferocious cracks in his consciousness. He can no longer stand it. "Wow" spit it out.

Bung Ye was obviously not feeling well, and his face was pale. The holy art just now almost drained all his strength. You know, he had already had a gap between heaven and earth with Wang Jie. If he hadn't broken through the shackles of heaven and earth and reached an unprecedented ten-grade realm. Now it has become a loess, and so he has been almost fatally damaged.

Slowly, nine steps began to move, and the young man seemed to turn into a cyan divine wind and disappeared into the depths of the jungle.

For a long time, Bing Hanchen finally eased and roared, "I will never let you go, I..." Speaking of general, his voice stopped abruptly, his eyes darkened, and this Kunlun ancient disciple fainted directly.

I saw an ice-blue figure coming. It was the ice condens that watched the whole duel. The girl opened her teeth gently, and her beautiful voice was like the singing voice of a lark, like a clear spring, washing people's hearts: "Cousin, I'm sorry, I can't let the prince die so early." After saying that, the girl twisted her waist and disappeared in the direction of the young man's departure.

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One night later, Mr. Tong's white face also eased a little, swallowed a few three-pins of continuous pills, and a little blood appeared on the young man's face.

"Is this Anling?" The mausoleum in front of him is lush, surrounded by tall pear trees. With the breeze, the snow-white petals float with the wind. Looking at the fairyland-like mausoleum in front of him, the young man muttered to himself...

PS: Today's second update, Anling is about to begin. Please give me some motivation to collect it. Thank you.