Chapter 14 Defense

Ghost escape is the most strange escape method in the Qimen escape armor. Once the ghost escape comes out, it will be accompanied by cunning and murder.

Tianzangfeng's face changed slightly at this moment, and his body changed into the wind! The whole body was blurred in an instant! The wind is also him, and he is also the wind!

Tianzangfeng fought with Lin Qinglong before. Lin Qinglong also used ghost escape, but he could only escape with ghost escape, but he could not use ghost escape to hurt people.

But under the ghost of the prophet, can the Tibetan wind still be avoided that day?

In the air, the strange ink-like dead air bloomed invisibly, like a black lotus, and the blood red cut through the sky. With a scream, one arm of Tianzangfeng flew away from the body, and a blood arrow splashed in the air!

"Well..."

Tianzangfeng snorted miserably, his body changed, and he appeared again. At this moment, he was already in a cold sweat, half kneeling on the ground, and the blood flowed at the wound of his left arm. His right hand pressed the wound tightly, but the blood was still surging along his fingers.

Tianzang frowned and had to click on several acupuncture points near his left chest quickly, and finally sealed the surging blood.

Tianzangfeng stared at the prophet who attacked him and said to himself, "This man is not Lin Qinglong's split... Maybe it's his father!" I didn't expect them to look exactly the same. I was too careless! It's troublesome to also have a ghost escape in hand. It seems that the attack of ordinary wind spells is only futile. If you want to deal with these two people, you have to use that move!"

Lin Qinglong laughed and immediately sneered, "Tianzangfeng, you are just like this!" It seems that your life will stay here today! Come on!" As soon as the words fell, Lin Qinglong flew up, and a large piece of death was brewing on the ghost sword, drinking a stick at the Tianzang wind!

Only the prophet was slightly stunned and said to himself, "This Tianzangfeng is really not a mortal. After being so seriously injured, he can still calmly think about countermeasures. Does he still have any tricks?" Thinking like this, Lin Qinglong had already waved his sword and had no time to stop him.

Tianzangfeng lowered his head slightly, stared at Lin Qinglong fiercely, and hummed in a low voice: "The magic of confusion!"

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding scene suddenly changed!

It is no longer a flame-burning cave, missing the melting pool and divine egg, surrounded by empty and black nothingness.

But it's not as dark as reaching out, but the night when there are stars hanging in the night sky. The stars in the sky twinkle, and meteors cut through the void. It is a magnificent starry night!

Lin Qinglong waved his sword, pulled his sword on his back, and frowned, "What's going on? Why did you suddenly get here? Is it... the illusion of Tianzangfeng?

"Be careful!" The prophet shouted furiously.

But it was too late, and a sharp wind blade suddenly shot out in the unknown corner. This wind blade was completely different from the previous wind blade, with a faint blue light, flashing in the night, as if the devil was blinking.

"Puff!"

The faint blue wind blade ran through Lin Qinglong's chest in an instant. Severe pain came to his chest. Lin Qinglong looked down and saw a huge blood hole in his chest.

"It's so cruel!" Lin Qinglong looked down at the huge wound on his chest with a sneer on his face.

Lin Qinglong suddenly saw the huge wound on his chest. Although he was a little stunned, he didn't think so at all. Because of his absolute confidence in Jiuzhuan Jindan, Fang Yi was injured, and the Jiuzhuan Jindan in his body immediately moved up, and the blood hole in his chest was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Reply!

The sound of Tianzangfeng suddenly came from all directions: "Huh! How arrogant! Do you think this trick can't kill you? Lin Qinglong, you are too arrogant!"

In the dark, countless blue wind blades swept over, and they rose sharply in the air, like the most tragic ghosts.

If Lin Qinglong is hit again, I'm afraid he will be smashed by this powerful wind blade. At that time, even the nine-turn golden elixir can't be cured!

Lin Qinglong quickly raised the ghost sword, and the dead air all over his body immediately formed a black barrier in front of him! However, I'm afraid such a barrier can't resist the strongest attack of Tianzangfeng!

Lin Qinglong frowned slightly.

"Wake up!"

Suddenly, the roar of the prophet came to his ears.

Lin Qinglong only felt the golden light flashing in his head, which rippled a magnificent righteousness. The starry sky in front of him disappeared in an instant. He was still down-to-earth and still in the fire island cave.

Where is the magnificent view of the starry sky when night falls? The scene just now was just an illusion, and even the tens of millions of wind blades disappeared in an instant.

Jin Datou was carefully hiding behind Lin Qinglong. At this moment, he asked in a low voice, "Big brother, are you all right?"

Lin Qinglong's chest still hurts, but it has healed 90%. In a moment, he will recover, and even the scar will not fall. He gently stroked the big head of the big head of the golden head and said relaxedly, "Don't worry, he can't kill me. We will definitely win!"

"Old man, you are really a master, and you can break my magic!" Tianzangfeng broke his arm and was broken. His face was very pale. For the first time, he fell to such an unbearable level.

The prophet said lightly, "Because we are a ghost with yin and yang eyes and an EXPERT who specializes in breaking illusions, will you be my opponent?"

The art used by the prophet is the "grinding roar" in "Ghost Eye Tower" that specializes in breaking evil arts such as illusions and boundaries.

Tianzangfeng spit out black blood and stood up tremblingly. His face was still smiling and said, "Okay, okay, look at my trick again!" The art of changing the wind and sand!"

Tianzangfeng used the only left right hand to seal quickly and skillfully, and the spell suddenly came out, and the voice was strange and sharp.

In this series of sharp sounds, Lin Qinglong saw a gloomy wind suddenly blowing, the surrounding gravel flew up, the flames in the melting pool jumped crazily, and the surrounding dust was blown all over the sky.

In a few breaths, the gravel, flames and dust were rolled into the air and intertwined.

Suddenly, all the gravel flame dust condensed into a huge palm. Opening five fingers, the anger overflowed, and he suddenly swooped down and took a picture of Lin Qinglong!

This move is no longer the confusion of illusion, but the combination of wind spells and fire and soil. Because the wind dissolves in the fire, the surrounding flames suddenly rise violently. The huge flame jumps more than 3,000 feet high, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rises by dozens of degrees. Even Lin Qinglong, who was in the dead shield, felt the approaching of the heat!

The huge palm that dives down from the sky is a combination of earth and wind spells, which seems to be just a condensed of dust and gravel. However, due to the spell bonus of different attributes, the condensed sand and dust is also as hard as a rock. If it is patted by that huge palm, it will definitely be patted into mud!

In the middle of this, the big head of Jin suddenly had courage, stood in front of Lin Qinglong and the prophet, and said loudly, "You hide behind me quickly. I'll follow this move!"

Lin Qinglong was shocked and said, "Brother Jin, you can't force it. This spell is extremely strange. It's full of energy around the big hand, and it's not easy to deal with. Let the prophet come!"

"Don't worry, I can deal with it!" In the face of such a fierce scene, Jin Datou was not afraid. He held it up with his hands, and the golden turtle shell on his back quickly flew into mid-air, slowly rotated, and became bigger and bigger. Under the light of the fire, Jin Datou looked serious and frowned slightly. Lin Qinglong smiled secretly and said, "This big head is a little different at this moment. It seems that there is really a domineering domineering spirit!"

The immature voice of Jin Datou sounded: "Golden Bell Mask!"

The turtle shell spinning in mid-air suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light. The turtle shell suddenly changed and became huge, like a small house. It suddenly covered it, covering Jin Datou, Lin Qinglong and the prophet into it!

"Boom!"

The huge palm suddenly slapped on the golden turtle shell, and bursts of golden light suddenly broke out on the turtle shell. He was one of the dragons and was born with the ability to break evil spirits. Under the golden light, the big hand suddenly collapsed, and dust and stones fell one after another. For a moment, the yellow sand flew all over the sky. The dust was all over the sky, as if there was a dust rain.