: 472 Demon Lord of Flames

Huang Guanglie and An Qinglin rushed into the vast array of blue seas together.
Before the strong outbreak of the big bang, it was like returning to the light. After the initial violent, the momentum could not help but start to fall back.
Accepting Huang Guanglie and An Qinglin into the battle, it is inevitable that the operation of the big battle will become sluggish.
The powerful of the sorcerer's family, roared and snarled, and the violent force directly settled for a moment, making the large open space unable to close.
Song Wuliang looked at Huang Guanglie, hand-squeezing the sword, the in the food, and the invisible swords of the inexhaustible.
Huang Guanglie entered the big battle, and he has already turned around and rolled out.
The golden light of the road condenses to the power just to the yang, and it impacts upwards and goes straight through the sky.
The invisible sword light of that road, at this moment, manifests itself to the power of softness and yin, blending with the power of Huang Guanglie.
Although not completely in sync, but one is just one soft, one yin and one yang, two giants of strength, or a fusion of one, soft and soft, yin and yang gathering.
The old man stretched out his fingers, swayed and smudged, and the light of the road was engraved in the void, turning into a picture of the landscape.
This painting, without any slightest killing, seems extremely dull.
The landscape in the picture, the mountain masculine, the flowing water is feminine, together, but it looks very comfortable.
In the vagueness, a faint taiji figure seems to be born in the void.
Surrounded by this landscape painting, Song was attacked by Huang Guanglie, and the yin and yang were combined, and suddenly became more tacit.
From the yin to the yang, to the softness and just to each other, continuous integration and promotion, mutual existence, so that this power has a further growth trend, the power is even more amazing.
On the other side, the lord of Qingling Pavilion, An Qinglin, is also like Song Wuliang. The in the food stand like swords.
Qi Jianguang seems to be dim and not bright, but it is endless, and the soft cloud smoke touches the fire and does not dissipate.
The martial art is soft and soft, and it is wonderful and unpretentious. At this moment, it shows the most vivid and feminine.
The white cloud smoked the sword light, accompanied by the Huang Guanglie to the Yang Quanjing, and the power of Song Wuliang invisible sword, together.
The clan's foot of the palm of the hand played a demeanor, and held a group of black scorpion light in his hand.
The light group did not seem to have a shape, but it was only a black one. From it, the power of the incomparably thick and heavy males came out, and Chu played as if he was holding a thousand mountains.
As he waved his hand, the black light group swept, and there was a crack in the sky before him!
The cracks are madly twisted, and the incomparably heavy and powerful force erupts from it, further tearing the gap.
This is the power of the sacred axe of the Cangwu Mountain!
The black light group is the axe itself, with the light as the axe, the enemy breaking the sky, breaking the gap of the void, it is the edge of the axe blade!
If you don't shoot, you will split the other half in one shot.
But at this moment, influenced by the landscape painting of the old man, the broken void gap gradually disappeared.
The horrible masculine giant force was turned into invisible, but it did not disappear, but was also swept by the joint attack of Song Wuliang and Huang Guanglie.
The power of the axe, the cloud magic sword of Tongan Qinglin, also made the opposition to the yang and the soft to the yin.
The two forces respectively supported the Sun Quan and the invisible sword of Bihai.
The torrent of yin and yang meets more and more magnificent, sweeping across the sky, smashing the road in the sky!
This tyrannical power is the enchanting demon king of Jingzhong, and also for the sake of it, quickly and untidy, and the fire is smashing, intercepting this arrogance.
There are four of the Kings in Jingjing, which are equivalent to the strength of Wu Sheng's two realms. At the forefront, other geniuses dare to shoot.
Otherwise, those who are relatively low-powered, the demon king, touched such a powerful force, and only swept away.
A magnificent light curtain, rolling across the clear water, collided with the sky above the sky.
The sea of ​​fire was directly torn from the center, the fire continued to extinguish, and a hollow appeared in the center of the sea of ​​fire. The hollows continued to grow and spread toward the surrounding areas.
However, the magnificent beam of light that was condensed by Huang Guanglie, the old man of Mo, and so on, was also broken and burst into a skylight.
A group of flaming devils uttered a deafening roar, and the fire in the sky once again gathered, and it was coming to Bihai City.
At this time, in a cold and bleak white light, the crown of the Taiyin slowly rises.
The moonlight was everywhere, and the heavens and the earth were cool, and the momentum of the gathering of the fires was slightly slowed down.
At this moment, Song Wuliang quickly spurred the vast array of blue seas, and the large array of operations, re-closed, and the sea water covered the sky to cover Donglong Island and Bihai City, and re-enclosed the attack of the evil spirits.
Under the moonlight, Meng Hao looked pale as paper, and recovered the crown of the Taiyin.
The main force of the blue sea city that bears the most pressure is Song, and it is directly sprayed out of the blood.
The old man, Huang Guanglie, An Qinglin, Chu Yan and other people beside him were also blue and red, feeling the blood continually rolling.
The sacred palms of the Cangwu Mountain, which did not enter the sacred scene, overflowed with blood in his mouth. The hand was hollow and there was nothing. The black light group that had been manifested by the axe had disappeared, but he only held the right hand of the axe and kept shaking.
The days of Jingzhong Demon King are not good, but the injury makes them even more angry and angry.
The success of Huang Guanglie and others has made them feel resentful and shameful.
Song Wuquan took a deep breath and his face was a lot better. He immediately spurred the blue sea Dan sword and the blue sea to meet again.
The old man, Huang Guanglie and others are also doing the same thing.
At this moment, everyone meets, relying on the terrain of the vast expanse of the blue sea, the same flaming demon king, it will be easier.
Because the sorcerer is more powerful, the Terran martial artists are still at a disadvantage, but they can support it if they focus on defense.
Finally, it is no longer the appearance of the storm.
"We can support Yuan Zhengfeng, Shen Yu re-sealing the regional changes, and then come to the reinforcements, we can plan to fight back, this time must be completely painful!"
"If they attacked Bihai City and couldn't attack for a long time, and it would be better to go around Bihai City and invade other places?"
Song Wuliang and others supported the attack of the sorcerer and exchanged opinions.
But at this time, the old man and Huang Guanglie’s face changed at the same time, and they looked at the east.
Immediately after Song Wuliang and An Qinglin's face changed, the Taiyin crown, the Bihai Dan heart sword, and the Tiantian axe trembled together.
Meng Yu and Chu Yan were shocked, and then they felt a very terrifying atmosphere. From afar, they instantly reached the sky above Donglong Island!
An earth-shattering roar, covering the water curtain of Bihai City in Donglong Island, trembled and trembled as if to break.
Huang Guanglie and others did not hesitate. The strength of the people once again joined forces, and the most violent situation broke out!
The magnificent light column rolled up the boundless blue sea and rose to the sky again.
In the sky, the sea of ​​fire spreads out, a huge figure appears, and one foot falls!
The old man’s expression was as heavy as ever, and he spit out a sigh of gas:
The Big Devil!