No. 641 Fire Crane

At this moment, Zhang Chong is carrying out his full spirit to compete with the sacred flame. The power of the sacred flame is surging. Although it is not a big point, its power is surging like a tide, constantly hitting Zhang Chong's body, making him like a lonely boat in the stormy waves, rising gently with the wind, and he can't even stay on the sea. It could only be blown weakly in mid-air and shattered under the tear of the hurricane.

However, he persisted, and the ancient furnace in his body also made a buzzing sound, firmly attracting the beam of light from the sacred flame, and working together with the Butian Stone to form a zigzag situation. This is the most solid shape. Over time, the sacred flame has finally undergone a general change. A snow-white paper crane floated out of the fire. As the wind rose, the paper crane swayed and floated in front of Zhang Chong, like an invisible Mars lit up. A red flame rose all over the body. In an instant, it expanded out dozens of times, and turned into a feather flowing crane and made a screaming sound. He pecked at the place where Zhang Chong's forehead was. In this direction, it was the position of the Butianshi. At this time, the light of Butianshi was brighter than any time before. It seemed to be full. With a satisfied luster, it spewed out black and red mercerized light and met it without fear.

"Bum!" The space with a radius of ten feet is like a collapse. Countless black and red mercerized light keeps splashing between the fire crane and the wind whip, and is constantly inhaled and disappearing in the huge vortex caused by the impact.

Under this huge impact, the fire crane was torn apart. However, when the fire flashed, it was the fire crane that flew out of the flame and broke apart. Every part of its body turned into a new fire crane, which was formed with the wind and rose in an instant, with a sharp roar, ignited a gorgeous flame display. Wings soar.

"Bum bang!" The mercerized light and fire were intertwined with the fierce impact in the sky, just like a snake and crane war.

Zhang Chong, surrounded by hundreds of fire cranes, held his breath, his eyebrows closed, and still sat there like a mountain. The zig-shaped beam formed in his body became more and more transparent, refining the breath from the sacred flame. Compared with his indifference, the sacred flame is no longer the previous calm appearance. It has set off a stormy attack and seems to want to solve the battle quickly.

Or in the battle, it feels the invasion of its invincible divine power, which is still a strong danger.

In contrast, the Butianshi is extremely powerful. The black and red mercerized light is as thick as a python, flying back and forth in the air, forming a huge semicircle, and this area shines and becomes the dead place of the fire crane. Although the fire crane continues to generate and impact, it still can't be shaken.

What a huge power~~ Zhang Chong sighed leisurely in his heart. His body seemed to be washed away, and the washing was spotless. All kinds of world troubles, prosperity and noises were washed away under this clean and bright light, and his whole body seemed to be placed in a new world. , an unusual and comfortable feeling.

He can clearly feel that his strength is constantly becoming stronger.

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The jade hairpin in the small plate's hand turned into a long sword as bright as jade carving. The water sleeves danced gently, just like a Lingbo fairy, and the body was like an eagle spreading its wings and the dragon soaring in the nines. The vast sword spirit forced the raging wind that rushed to the face and couldn't help approaching the beast god. Seeing that it is still about ten feet away from it, the turbulence around is like a substantial blade, cutting the protection of the beast god. The beautiful fur is like weeds cut in pieces under the sharp airflow, showing blood red, which is almost cut.

The figure of the beast god at this moment is also like a puppet, and it is difficult to stand still. However, the fighting spirit in its eyes is unusually high. He looks up at the figure of the small plate, roars, and his left claw swings away like thunder.

The huge claws like a mountain are in the middle of it and the small plate, with invincible domineering and a strong attack. It really let you splash. I am as motionless as a mountain. The surging power provoked by the encounter between the mountain and the sea is beyond imagination.

The small plate smiled slightly, and the long sword was picked up, driving the air flow to dance, and hanging straight to the clouds and sails to help the sea. Her body was fluttering and powerless. She only used the turbulent flow to shoot at the highest place of the mountain like an arrow from the string. When the long sword was exhausted in the mountain, it was cut down with a sword.

The sonorous sounded the sky. In the huge sound, the mountain was split and split. At this time, the beast god was already in front of the Taoist turbulence. In the split mountain, he rushed up and waved his claws in unison, like two black heavy hammers, each with the momentum of broken gold and silver, hitting it out heavily. . The small plate of clothes hunts and dances in the wind, and the body is extremely beautiful. The sword in his hand is like a spiritual snake, like a rabbit rising and falling between advances and retreats, with endless light spirits.

The close battle between the two is extremely dangerous, as if they are at the core of the storm. It seems that any gravel or turbulence will make them die, and even almost forget that these terrible momentum is transformed from their bodies.

Every attack of the beast god was extremely heavy, and it gradually gained the upper hand, which had firmly suppressed the attack of the small plate in front of him. Its fists exploded like bamboo between plum blossoms in front of him, and there was a bright color above its head. Suddenly, purple thunder lights fell and bombarded the small disk one after another. The purple thunder in front of Xiaopan came quickly and fiercely, and did not dare to hesitate at all. The jade sword kept drawing sword in front of her, forming a huge tripod, which enveloped her body in it, and the purple thunder bombarded on the giant tripod.

[Beast God Thunderstorm] ~ ~

The power of thunderstorms at this moment is like the top of Mount Tai and the fall of the five mountains. After hitting the giant tripod, it makes a sizzling sound and turns into seven thunder lights, all over the periphery of the giant tripod. After that, there are no waves on the face of the beast god, and his heavy fists are raised, shouting: "Blast!"

"Karala--" A string of purple light thunder exploded, setting off a huge storm in front of it. Everything within a hundred feet was destroyed and the void was broken. Yue and Leng Qingqiu, who were watching the battle below, looked at the magnificent battle and couldn't help swaying. They couldn't help but be nervous about the war situation, and this last loud explosion The sound made them even more deafening. Although there was a sunset Aegis body, it still retreated back. The defense under the Aegis was broken a little. You can imagine how strong it should be at the core of the explosion.

"Sacrifice!" Xiaopan's eyes also became awe-inspiring. Obviously, this attack was a great threat to her. Her body began to smoke, and she couldn't help steaming and shrinking. There was a sudden clear shout, and her body burned fiercely like the hottest flame.

The originally dim giant tripod suddenly became golden, as if trying to resist the thunderstorm from the beast god.

At this moment, the beast god protects his body with blue light. Under the protection of the Northern Ghost Helmet, its power is particularly powerful. Its two front paws shine with light blue light, like fists generated by glass on both sides, constantly waving fists.

The loud noise continued, and the giant tripod was already the end of the strong crossbow under this uninterrupted attack. It could no longer stand the terrible fist of the beast god breaking through the mountains and seas, and suddenly broke up.

The beast god took a big step, and his body was bullied and approached, without giving the small plate any room for maneuver. Its fists drove the wind and to tear the area to pieces. In front of the small plate, except for the bright jade sword light that still dances lightly like sand, it was difficult for the figure to see again.

"Boom" was like a spring thunder blowing in the sky. With the arrival of the most violent attack, the defense under the sunset shield broke like glass, and the majestic wind blew to Leng Qingqiu and Yue, so that they had to carry the greatest strength to compete with it.

But the power is so great that even they can't stand it. The flesh and blood are flying. It seems that at the next moment, they will be torn into flying catkins and scattered between the world.

"Bum bang~~" The dull sound of an ancient bell sounded, and a huge figure fell in front of them. In an instant, the light clouds and wind gave people a very beautiful feeling. That figure is also familiar to them.

God of Beasts~~

The beast god blocked the wind in front of them and gave them hope to survive. It was left by Wu Yujiang, the great emperor of Kyushu. He took the lead in restoring his strength and defeated the demon. This ending is really beautiful.

"You lost~~" the beast god said coldly.

After the wind, there was a mess in front of him. In front of the beast god, there was no one, and everything seemed quiet, empty and strange.

Suddenly, a hoarse and sharp laughter came out.

"I lost, hahaha~~~" The voice was extremely harsh, and then said slowly, "You are so naive, just as naive as Wu Yujiang. Do you really think I will fail so easily?

The beast god snorted at these words without saying anything. His eyes captured the source of the sound, and finally, his eyes were locked in the position of the altar. Just as it was about to start its body shape, a black thing jumped out of the altar. It was a bunch of objects like big ink drops, with various shapes constantly surging on it, and it seemed that something was going to rush out from the inside.

Not long after, this bunch of big ink drops turned into the shape of a human head. Although the facial features are clear, it is still an extremely strange state. She kept shrill smiles, and her words seemed to jump out, which was extremely unpleasant.

"The last winner can get everything, and I'm on the verge of victory."

With this, the altar emitted a bright white light.