Chapter 457: Wind and Fire

You can't have no phase, no palm!

If the palm power of the wind and fire is deep in the meaning of wind and fire, reaching the point where the wind rises and fire rises and manifests the psychic, the palm of the secluded spring is almost silent, but it contains a lot of palm essences, all methods are melted into one furnace, mysterious and profound, but erratic, which is elusive.

The two palms meet in the void and make a loud noise. Suddenly, the wind is loud, the flames are flying, and a sea of fire has evolved. This sea of fire melts gold and iron. Even if the ordinary magic weapon falls into it, it will turn into molten iron in a moment.

Suddenly, the wind rolled, the flames gathered, and a pillar of fire dozens of feet thick flew out, hitting Youquan and Shen Chong fiercely.

Youquan coldly watched the pillar of fire fall and opened his mouth to sing:

"Indifferent and invisible, thousands of Dharma phases, earth-shaking, sad and bitter sentient beings, leisurely people in the world, thousands of worlds, holy ancestors coming to the world, shining through the ages..."

In his low voice, the huge pillar of fire spread strangely in front of him, and a huge virtual shadow gradually emerged. This virtual shadow is a hundred feet high and solid, but it can't see the facial features clearly. It looks chaotic, but it seems to contain all sentient beings. Anyone can find it from the virtual shadow. To my own shadow.

"No Holy Ancestor!"

Fenghuo Liancheng gently spit out these four words, his eyes shrank slightly, and his expression was extremely cautious. The Wuxiang Holy Ancestor had a great prestige in ancient times, shocked the world, and his cultivation reached the realm of true immortals, but he did not know whether he flew into the fairyland or disappeared.

Nowadays, although it is only a condensed virtual shadow, it also shows great strength and majesty.

The virtual shadow of the Wuxiang Holy Ancestor did not move. Before the huge pillar of fire approached, it was just a pressure that had dissipated, and the wind and fire had to take a step back.

"Wind and fire, this time you almost refined me, and now you have tasted the power of this seat. This phaseless palm is transformed by the will of the phaseless holy ancestor when he forged the infinite fairy mountain. Although the power now is not one, it is not what you can resist."

Youquan's palm forced the wind and fire to retreat, and he roared loudly. He had been suppressed for a long time, and he was extremely angry with Wanlian Shanzong. He was full of murderous intent and only wanted to kill people in his heart.

"It's just an artifact. Sooner or later, I can't escape the fate of being refined. I just want to save you for the sake of mastering a small world. Since you don't know what's good or bad, you can really destroy it. It's just that it will take more time. I can also completely master this infinite underworld prison."

The wind and fire made the city look more indifferent. The light burst out in his eyes, and the breath turned. Suddenly, a dazzling white light swung behind him. After the white light, there was an additional piece of armor on his body. This armor was silver and white, and there stood a mythical beast, a green dragon and a white tiger on each shoulder. The surface of the armor is engraved with countless runes. These runes are nested and connected, and the white light shines, emitting strong force.

And as soon as this armor was put on, a fairy spirit flowed out of Fenghuo Liancheng, and countless shadows appeared behind him, including dragons, tigers, elephants, snakes, horses, deer, beasts, and many ancient beasts that even Shen Chong could not recognize, dense and endless.

These virtual shadows and the breath of wind and fire merge with each other, which makes his power rise steadily and multiply. With a random shock, the virtual shadow of the invisible ancestor shakes continuously, and his body is a little unstable.

"This is... Wanshou's reckless ancient fairy armor, and Wanlian Mountain actually left this treasure." Youquan was shocked that in ancient times, Wuxiang Shengzu and Wanlian Mountain had some hatred. Although they did not reach the point of life-and-death struggle, they also knew each other very well and knew Wanlian Mountain's famous magic weapon very well.

This ten thousand beasts of wild ancient fairy armor is refined by the souls of tens of thousands of ancient beasts, including the blood of mythical beasts. Although it does not reach the level of fairy robes, it is also far beyond the ordinary best treasure clothes. It can be said to be a semi-immortal robe, which is densely covered with the spirit of immortality, which looks indestructible. I'm afraid that even if the seal of heaven and earth in Shen Chong's hand returns to the peak state, he can't break the defense of this armor.

I didn't expect Wan Lianshan to keep this treasure. Even with the cultivation of wind and fire, it can't be fully stimulated, and the power shown is not small enough to sweep the nine continents.

"Well, the treasure left by the ancestor is not just a fairy armor!" The wind and fire shouted coldly, and the palm turned over. A storm was brewing in the palm of the hand. Through the storm in the palm of the hand, you can faintly see a field that is compressed to the extreme. The field is full of mountains, mountains, rivers and lakes, and has the prototype of a small world.

However, in the cave sky at this time, there is a bone-guaing wind, flying sand and stones, and huge waves. Only in the middle, there is a city burning with red flames. The fire rushes to the sky, merging with the wind outside the city, showing a strong spirit of destruction.

The fierce wind hunting, the red flame melts the sky, which is the field of hard work of wind and fire, the blazing wind world.

The wind and fire compressed their own field into one palm, and then with the power of the reckless ancient immortals of all beasts. In a moment, the sound of all beasts galloped in the void, and the wind and fire followed, like thousands of volcanoes erupting, and like the collapse of the sky and the earth. This palm is enough to penetrate the infinite underworld and destroy a small world.

This kind of power has surpassed the soul realm. It is the power that can be exerted by the Holy Emperor of the Broken Realm. If it is in the nine continents, it will definitely cause the resistance of heaven and earth.

Bum!

The palm of the hand dispersed, and the virtual shadow of the Wuxiang Holy Ancestor trembled violently. It collapsed in a few breaths, and the secluded spring was even more in vitality. It flew a hundred miles and fell to the ground fiercely.

There were bursts of sadness in the infinite underworld, and even the infinite immortal mountains in the distance were shaken, and the operation began to stagnate.

"It's not good!" Shen Chong immediately felt bad. He had been hiding behind the spring and was also shocked. In particular, he felt that his consciousness was being disconnected from the infinite fairy mountain. Even the array in it was difficult to operate, and there seemed to be signs of being suppressed. If the infinite fairy mountain is suppressed again, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for Youquan to break free, and even if he is, it will be difficult for him to escape.

click! Ka-ka!

The arrays stagnated one by one, and the power of the infinite fairy mountain became very weak in an instant.

Wanpeng King, Golden Eagle King and Red Ghost King trapped in the infinite fairyland saw the flaws. They immediately made trouble. The soul on the top of the head appeared, and the power doubled. At the same time, they hit a slap, three palms converged, and bombarded heavily on the boundary wall of the infinite fairyland.

These three palms combined force, the blessing of the soul of life, also have the power of the broken realm. After all, the infinite fairy mountain is far from recovering.

With a click, a big hole has been blown out at the boundary wall of the infinite fairyland, and the three people flew out.

After getting out of trouble, Wan Pengwang and other three people did not assist Fenghuo Liancheng to suppress Youquan. They had absolute confidence in the strength of Fenghuo Liancheng, and they all stared at Shen Chong.

In their hearts, the hatred for Shen Chong far exceeded that of Youquan. If it weren't for this little bug, they would have already refined the Youquan and completely control the infinite underworld prison. Where did they fall into this kind of bitter battle? Not only the Green Fire King was seriously injured, but also the elders and elders in the sect were killed and injured.

Every strong person in the soul realm is the foundation of the sect, especially the elder in the realm of the soul. Every one falls is a huge loss of the sect. Even with the great family of Wanlian Shanzong, hundreds of strong people can't afford to afford to fall.

"Kill!"

In the roar, three escapes arrived in an instant. Shen Chong had already received the incarnation of the dragon. When he was running the array, he was also trying to restore the soul of the damaged body. Seeing that the anger of the three guardian kings was close at hand.

If in the heyday, Shen Chong still had the strength to deal with these three people, but now, he will naturally not be strong. His eyes are cold, and the Taoism has been running for 33 days, which has been hidden in the void, leaving only a shadow.

Shen Chong has now succeeded in practicing the ninth Taoist map and began to understand the tenth Taoist map. The thirty-three-day Taoist method is more mysterious. With the cooperation of the thirty-three-day Taoist map, the art of concealment is even more fascinating. Even if the soul turns nine times, it is impossible to catch his own trace.

Stab!

Wan Pengwang and other three people joined hands to tear up the remnants left by Shen Chong.