Chapter 7 Shocking Power, God's Power

The hurricane was feroous, like a knife, and constantly devouring the demons, flashing with the black fog and dust, intersecting in an instant.

Luo Shengfan rotates and flies, and the wind knife roars and inspires. Every time it vibrates, the fierce hurricane will expand nearly twice.

The black and brown demon fog of the hurricane river, which fluctured like a blade, together with the demons, pulled the noble land and unpredictable, and the dense knife cutting waves splashed and ejected from the hurricane.

The black demon fog rolled, and suddenly collapsed layer by layer, turning into a faint white fog. The strong hurricane was like a huge wave surging from all directions, pouring into it, one wave higher than another, sweeping forward and successively.

The wind is strong and powerful.

The demons can't resist it. At this moment, their whole body is shocked and their faces are pale. Suddenly, their bodies are like turning over the river and the sea. They are extremely depressed. The gravel, broken wood and leaves on the ground move, jump gently, and then suddenly rise to the sky and gather in the roaring hurricane from all directions.

It was in a mess, and the vegetation was fiasco, and the surrounding dense forests seemed to be swept by a powerful hurricane, either broken trees and branches, or uprooted.

After the big tree in the distance, Jiang Chen's body was cold, his teeth trembled, and his heart was awe-inspiring. He thought to himself, "This Luo Shengfan fruit is really a treasure. No wonder so many practitioners died following Su Lan. I'm afraid that's why." In those years, holding the Wangshu sword, on the Lingyin School competition, the 'phantom moon' red dragon, which was the real body of a broken fantasy, was once shocked by the coldness of Shujian, but with today's Luo Shengfan, I don't know what to do.

Suddenly, his heart moved and thought, "I remember the record on the forbidden stone tablet of the Lingyin School that Wangshu is cast by the remnant iron of the first artifact 'divine punishment' that disappeared in the world, which is the same as 'xihe'. I'm afraid it is many times more than this Luosheng flag."

It didn't take a long time for Su Lan to manipulate Luo Shengfan. At present, his body trembled slightly, and his face gradually faded away, and it looked more and more pale and difficult. Jiang Chen frowned and said, "With the power of Su Lan's current moves, his state of mind is estimated to be above the third layer of 'broken army', manipulating Luo Shengfan. The treasure is a little difficult.

He felt awe of his heart and said, "Now that after I have separated from the Lingyin School, I have cultivated the 'Ziwei Xuantian Heart Method' to the third level of Xuanyang, but the state of mind has only been cultivated to the second level of 'Integrity'. I'm afraid it is impossible to completely manipulate Wang Shu. Now, this Wangshu has also been stolen, and if it is taken back in the future, it must be carefully kept. This single Luo Shengfan has been watched by so many practitioners. Thinking of this, I was depressed and angry.

The black and brown demon fog rolled over and rummaged in the hurricane, and the hurricane roared and swept around.

The demon fog had dissipated, and the demons were trapped in the hurricane. The whole body was twisted. They couldn't help but rotate infinitely. The whole body was scratched all over by the hurricane-driven air knife wind. It was simply turned upside down, into a mess, their hands and feet danced, and collided with each other. They could no longer cast any spells. , sad into the clouds, the tragic situation can be said to be unbearable to watch.

The hurricane rotated and rolled rapidly. Several of the demons held their breath, gritted their teeth and cast spells to jump out of this seemingly devouring everything. As soon as they broke free to the edge, their bodies were involuntarily sucked back and swallowed them up in an instant. They screamed sadly. When Jiang Chen saw this, his heart was also shocked. Name, the power of this treasure is too domineering. I'm afraid it's really difficult to compete with the power of ordinary people.

Su Lan stood proudly and was majestic. As Su Lan kept casting spells, the storm became bigger and bigger, roaring, and her pale blue eyes jumped with awe-inspiring murderous intent in the reflection of the sun.

......

"Enough! Do you want them to die?" A scolding came from afar.

Su Lan was stunned, and her whole body was shocked. She suddenly felt an unknown feeling. She frowned and followed the sound. She saw a man in a purple robe with embroidered black lines coming in the distance. His sword eyebrows and star eyes were long and jade standing. His expression was awe-inspiring and his voice was low. He said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Su Lan."

Jiang Chen was also stunned and said secretly, "This man is so familiar, as if he had never seen him anywhere." It was in surprise that the hurricane vision paused a little and slacked, slowly, slowly rotating slower and slower, getting smaller and smaller, and its power was not as good as before.

Su Lan had taken back Luo Shengfan at this moment. His face was pale, and the real gas power was obviously uncomfortable. He coughed a few times, slowly took a few breaths back, restrained his mind, frowned his eyebrows, and stared at the man warily: "What are you doing here? Is it possible that you are also ordered by the demon lord to arrest me back?"

In a word, I saw that the hurricane gradually dissipated in the void. Dozens of figures flew out and fell to the ground, falling in pieces and unable to move. All over the sky, it is full of the smell of blood. The demons fell to the ground, some were bruised all over, some seemed to be scratched by the sharp blade, some were actually broken limbs and arms, and flesh and blood flew across!

It's terrible!

I saw one of the more lightly injured demons crawling on the ground and struggling for a while. Although his face was bleak, he looked with a little respect. He looked at the man and whispered, "Lord Xiaoyou." The voice was a little hoarse and suffocating.

When Jiang Chen heard this person's name, he vaguely felt more familiar. In the hazy, an idea flashed in his mind, and flashed away. "This man was one of the demons of the Lingyin faction that day. He didn't die that day, but he actually escaped." As soon as his body shook, his heart shook, another thought, and he secretly said to himself, "Yes, what I saw in those years, this demon's cultivation is very high, and it is reasonable to be able to save his life. Of course."

At this moment, Jiang Chen's heart unexpectedly remembered the tragic situation of the disciples of the Lingyin School. Unexpectedly, he was a little angry about this demon. In his heart, he was also surprised and couldn't help mocking himself: "What does the Lingyin School have to do with me?" Shaking his head, abandoning his thoughts, forced himself to restrain his mind, condense his thoughts, and staring at the actions of both sides. Seeing that after the war, Su Lan's whole body was a little weak, his thoughts flew around, and suddenly moved: "That heavy treasure has consumed most of Su Lan's true energy. Now if he fights with Su Lan, Su Lan really has no chance of winning. "It's said."

The Xiao walked slowly beside the demons, looked down, stared around for a moment, stared at Su Lan, and said, "The Luo Shengfan rewarded you by this demon lord is really powerful and extraordinary."

Xiaoyou narrowed his eyes, looked up and down at Su Lan, and laughed softly, "But I used the wrong place." He swept around with his mind.

Su Lan's eyebrows were still not relaxed, her mind was condensed, silent, and carefully gazed at Xiaoyou.

A breeze blows, the air is full of the smell of bloody blood, and the surrounding leaves and shrubs are also rustling.

......

At this moment, I suddenly saw Xiaoyou's expression change, his mind was restrained, his thoughts were condensed, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he shouted loudly, "Who is nearby? Come out!"