Chapter 647: Strengthen the magic cloud

"It will satisfy you."
Ye Chenfeng's pupil shrinks into the most dangerous pinhole shape. The momentum of the body is like a volcanic eruption. The whole person seems to be a sword that is unsheathed. It is extremely sharp.
"Emperor Sword!"
Ye Chenfeng raised his momentum to the peak, and the Zhongpindao Emperor Tianjian flew out his body. He clenched the Emperor's sword and fiercely stunned him. To the magic wind.
"Hey!"
Knife Mang Mang is intertwined, a crisp cracking sounds, and the blood-colored knives that the magic wind cloud can't bear can't stand the emperor's sword.
"What...he's the sword..."
The magical cloud was shocked inside, and the first time looked at the Emperor Sword that made him smell a dangerous atmosphere.
"Instant Killing a Sword!"
When the magic wind cloud was shocked, Ye Chenfeng's entire body was blurred, tearing up the space, turning into a very thin sword light, and a sword stabbed the magic wind.
Because Ye Chenfeng’s sword is too fast, it’s so fast that it’s impossible to capture his attack trajectory, so that the pores of the magic wind cloud are straight up, and the instinct of the knives traverses the chest to resist the instant kill. A sword.
When the Emperor's sword spikes on the blood-colored knife, the sixty-swords of the sword are sprayed out of the Emperor's sword, which instantly increases the attack power of the Emperor's sword. The terrible attack directly penetrates the blood-colored sword. Yu Wei Undead thorns to the chest of the magic cloud.
"Hey!"
The devil's chest was worn by the emperor's sword, but there was no painful color on the face of the demon cloud. ·
"Speed ​​Afterimage!"
Break the magic wind cloud chest, Ye Chenfeng does not like the shock, he found that the sword was not pierced by the magic wind, but his illusion of speed afterimage, perceived danger, instinctive dodge.
"Wanhua Black Lotus."
The moment when Ye Chenfeng evaded, a slowly blooming, very fascinating black lotus appeared on the side of Ye Chenfeng, venting the terrible power of destruction and bombarding him.
"The Beast Soul Form!"
At the critical time, Ye Chenfeng instantly changed his body shape, and a large block of blood-colored dragon scales covered his whole body, instantly increasing his defense.
"Boom!"
Wanhua Black Lotus exploded, and the earth-breaking power of destruction broke out, swallowing Ye Chenfeng and trying to destroy his body.
The magical black lotus of the magical wind cloud, combined with the magic of the cold night demon, the power of the explosion is enough to kill the first-class beastmaster, but the spiritual body is cultivated to the realm of Ye Chengfeng, the defense is comparable The best celestial device, hard to withstand the self-explosive energy of Wanhua Black Lotus.
"The ruling of seven swords, thunder!"
Under the raging power of destruction, the pattern of the sword, the pattern of the thunder of the leaves, and the body of the morning wind, turned into a thunderous whirlpool, like a swallowing big mouth, tearing the storm of destruction, bombarding the devil The wind forced him to dodge. .
"Well, nothing!"
The magic wind brows a glimpse, looking at the intact, flying out of the whirlwind of the Ye Chenfeng, his face gloomy. To read a book, 1ka book
And the West Mozong master who evaded the distance, it is a deep horror.
The five-level anti-beast king war three-level beast emperor not only did not fall in the disadvantage, but occupied a weak advantage, which allowed them to see the terrible strength of Ye Chenfeng.
"Three elders, Ye Chenfeng's sword should be the middle of the sword." The body is full of luster, the moon is still red, staring at the Emperor's sword in the hands of Ye Chenfeng, his face is dignified. .
"Well, with the attack contained in the sword, it should be a middle-quality device." The moon dust nodded and looked at Ye Chenfeng with a fierce look.
"Hey, I didn't expect that so many geniuses entered Longyuan together, and finally he really fulfilled him, so that he got the big chance in Longyuan." Moon red sighed softly.
"When he has a life to leave here, the opportunity in Long Yuan belongs to him."
Thinking about the death of the moon in the middle of the moon, thinking of the opportunity of Ye Chenfeng's body, the moon dust far eyes sparkled with a strong killing intention, ready to kill him at all costs.
"Magic clouds, don't hide them, or you will probably become the soul of my sword."
Ye Chenfeng raised the Emperor's sword high and pointed it at the magical cloud with the tip of the Emperor's sword. He said that he was overbearing.
"Hahaha, Ye Chenfeng, you really thought that you got a big chance in Longyuan, you can fight against me, I will let you know who is the real king."
The magic wind cloud laughed loudly, and the blood-colored knives worn by the Emperor Tianjian hole were collected into the Qiankun ring. The whole body of the Jinqing konjac blood was burned, and the change became the strongest animal soul form.
The whole body was raised up, the whole body was covered with black snake scales, and the deep scorpion turned golden yellow, and the whole person became extremely scary.
"Third-level beasts and emperors."
Feeling the fierce atmosphere of the magical cloud of the beast-like form, Ye Chenfeng reveals a dignified color, and the seven killing apertures appear behind him, and the force of rolling and killing vents.
"Hey!"
A snarling sound sounded, and the magic wind cloud smashed the space, carrying the magical force to approach Ye Chenfeng.
When he was close to Ye Chenfeng's body five meters in front of him, his fusion of magical spirits jumped, and the powerful sound moved the body of Ye Chenfeng's blood and violent tumbling.
"Blood Seal!"
At the moment of the magic attack, the magic wind cloud quickly printed, sixty dark lines, and the twenty lines of the film merged together, turned into a fist size, condensed to the ultimate blood color, twisted space, bombardment To the chest of Ye Chenfeng.
"Emperor sword, broken!"
Ye Chenfeng screamed, one thousand eight million jin, the sword's road pattern, the power of killing melted into the emperor's sword, the situation was like a bamboo thorn, and a sword pierced the blood magic print.
"Tiandao ruthless!"
A sword pierced the blood magic print, Ye Chenfeng suffered the turbulent magical spirit, intertwined with the seven heavenly lines, and evolved into a terrible heavenly power, screaming and bombarding the magical clouds.
"Dark Road Punch."
Feeling the power of destruction by the ruthlessness of heaven and earth, avoiding the inevitable magical wind cloud, the sixty dark lines are melted into the fist, condensing the terrible power of engulfing, like a black hole in space, bombarded in heaven. Ruthless.
"Boom!"
The two horrible energy bombarded together, the heavens and the ruthlessness, the dark road fists vented the energy of terror, and the space that shook the chaos appeared a road crack.
"Red Pearl, Death of Thunder!"
When the space is distorted in a large area, the red thunderballs fly out of the leaves of the morning wind and shoot at the magical clouds. The terrible thunder of death instantly swallows up the magic wind.
"Mom, how many treasures did he get in Longyuan?"
After being attacked by the quasi-daobao Red Ray, the black scales on the magic cloud were continually damaged, forcing him to use the power of the magic to tear the attack of the thunder of death.
But at the moment he broke the thunder of death, his pupil contracted into the most dangerous pinhole and his face changed.
Ye Chenfeng grasped the timing of his tearing of the thunder of death, and merged several avenues into the sword of the emperor, and smashed the sword of the sky that smashed the void.
"Dark lines."
Looking at the torn sky and the sea of ​​clouds, like a crack in the sky, the sword of the sky is coming, the magic wind cloud smells the death threat, and the dark road punches hit the sword of the sky.
When the magic wind cloud relied on absolute strength and broke the sword of the sky that Ye Chenfeng had thrown out, he suddenly felt that there was danger behind him. He didn’t think about it, he wanted to dodge.
"Xuan Mingji!"
But the morning wind shot faster, the number of avenues converge the power of the mysterious pole, nearly hit the back of the magic wind cloud, directly flew him out, a lot of blood sprayed in his mouth come out.
The magical wind cloud of the third-level beastly kingdom was wounded by Ye Chenfeng.
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