Chapter 1852: Fire Dance

"Oops!"
As soon as the cannon rang, the Lord felt cold.
As he generally thought, there are countless people.
At this moment, throughout the Tianxuan round, everyone was staring at the shell that was empty like a meteor.
The worm waves set off by the huge artillery and the Tianxuan wheel, which was hit by the anti-seismic airflow as heavy as a mountain, both rotated.
Even Qiqi is still like this, how violently the Xu Yi shot in the bore will be attacked, it is conceivable.
Yan Zi's tears came down, and Yin Qiu's eyes fell dark, falling directly into Qin Qinghuai's arms.
"Such a huge artillery will kill everyone, Your Majesty, make another picture of him."
Elder Kong cried loudly.
Aggression was in the eyes of the Three Saints. He was thinking about all the treasures of Xu Yi. If the insect wave in front of him would be surrounded, he would like to rush out.
"Follow the original plan and live and die here."
At the critical moment, the Lord took out the courage of a lord and made a final decision.
All the late powerful men of Zhendan have their spirit buds floating from their heads. Dozens of terrible spiritual bud fields suddenly intertwine into a sky. They are staggering beyond thousands of feet. The dividing line splits the insect tide in half.
The huge field power seemed to interfere with the King of Gold Bugs on the top of the mountains. He wanted to scream, but found that he opened his mouth and could not utter his voice.
Dozens of terrible spiritual bud fields, gathered at this point, erupted, almost completely locking the aura of this space.
However, the power of Zhongzhengdan's late stage to pay for all this is absolutely huge.
"I can't hold it, Your Majesty, leaving the green hills in there, it's time to retreat!"
Elder Kong face was blue-purple, almost exhausting all his strength, and preaching to the Lord.
The power of Lingya's field is very horrible, but it is the fundamental means for the late monks to crush the early period of the real god.
The interweaving power of the late buds of several true Dans is enough to suppress one side and to smash a peerless strong like Long Jingtian.
At the moment, there are more than thirty Zhendan late powerhouses, who have sacrificed spiritual buds at the same time.
The power of the overlapping spiritual bud fields has increased greatly. At the same time, the overlapping spiritual bud fields 'influence on the souls of the late monks' monks is beyond imagination.
This time, not only the elders of Kong Da could not support it, almost all the late strong men of Zhendan were encouraging persistence.
The Lord looked at the meat ball that had been ejected to the King of the Golden Insects, and was still frozen by the power of the Lingya Field. There was no reaction at all, and a heart gradually sank to the bottom.
He couldn't help but think, "How can you pin your hope on this person because of his strange encounter?"
In the Tianxuan round, there are countless pairs of longing eyes, staring at the meat ball, countless voices shouting in countless chests, praying, praying for the meat ball to move, praying to heaven for the last Fairy edge.
Suddenly, the meatball really moved.
At this moment, countless people did the same action, reached out and wiped their eyes. Even if they were like the Lord, they couldn't help wiping their eyes. They were so sad and happy that it was too shocking.
Mighty as he is, even when he competes with heaven and earth for a trace of immortality, it is not exempt.
The four demon heads looked at each other, and they all found the embarrassing opponent, and also found the embarrassing self in the eyes of the other.
Yes, no matter how obedient they are, in reality they can't wait to make Xu Yi, the devil, go for a thousand swords, and then draw souls.
Afraid of this, it is difficult to dispel the anger of his four hearts.
But at this instant, they were extremely concerned about the devil who should have died.
Shicai, the meatball was slow to move, and the four of them were so nervous that they couldn't breathe.
When the meatball moved, the whole Tianxuan wheel boiled, and the strong emotion naturally infected the Four Old Demon.
Qi Miao and Huang Zu were cheering out.
At this moment, each face looked at each other, thinking in their hearts.
A sword qi burst from the meat ball, and the meat ball gave birth to the skull and limbs. The sword qi quickly flourished.
Almost at the same time, the Lord, who was in the position of the frontal position, continuously moved the tactics, spit out a golden blood, and his spirit bud successfully entered the body.
The Lord's eyes burst into tears, and all the powerful men in the late period of Zhendan rushed to collect Lingya into Lingtai.
If the talents are not powerful, the power of the Lingya field is intertwined with each other, so that a lot of powerful people in the late period of Zhendan can't help themselves and can not recover the Lingya field.
It's not that everyone has their own minds. It's really the kind of huge soul that can't be resisted by manpower.
At this moment, the Lingya was recovered. Immediately, two powerful late Zhendan lose their consciousness, and they would fall in the air and be thrown into the sky window by the Lord ’s big sleeve.
A group of late Zhendan powerhouses entered the Tianxuan wheel, and the Tianshu window was closed immediately.
The tide-like sea of ​​insects didn't rush to the Tianxuan wheel for the first time, but went to the man who ran in the sky.
King Jinzong shouted, the mountain collapsed, and pressed toward Xu Yi like a tidal wave.
There is no insect tide in Xu Yi's heart, no king of gold insects, and even no Yuanshubei. All his consciousness is immersed in one mysterious array of numbers, and it is difficult to extricate himself. Swords of qi emanated from his limbs and bones, and the violent spiritual force formed a deep and unspeakable high-speed revolving inset in a squeak of air.
The tiny air swords formed by high-speed rotation and indentation are arrayed in a horizontal and empty pattern to form a large area of ​​sword nets.
The Quartet's insect tide came like a landslide. Xu Yi only composed the net with meditation. He was like an experienced puppeteer. He drove a boat into the deep sea at night like lightning and thunder. move.
In the Tianxuan round, all monks are looking at Xu Yi's direction.
Although the tide sea of ​​insects had swallowed up that place, only the blaze of flames kept rising into the sky.
No one wants to turn his eyes. It seems that the next moment, there will be a cycle of life and death.
"My son, no matter how deep hatred you and this person are, if he cannot survive, he must not be an enemy anymore. Smart people will not be enemies against those who make themselves feel dangerous."
A voice was heard from the Lord and sent to the ears of the three saints.
To Xu Yi, he was convinced by appreciation, reward, and finally.
It is determined that this person has adventures and daring. Cheng Cheng is a rare human being.
boom!
There were loud calls and shouts in the Tianxuan round.
It is, however, that the fierce flames, like the frozen sun, burst through the dark clouds and burst out.
Huntian sword sword formation Dacheng, such as the mountain tide of the insect tide can not stop, one after the other.
In the center of the huge sword array, Xu Yiru, an elf dancing in the fire, sucked all the glory from this world.
"Huntian Sword Formation, it is indeed the most powerful blow in the world, what strength can this generation use?"
Du Zhang aroused his admiration that he was one of the strongest, and naturally realized the beauty of it.
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