Chapter 925: Ma Hongjun (4,000 words, 2 in 1)

The water surface of the river flowing through the Bang Tian Gang is wide, but it is not empty at all. Along the way, there are reeds dotted everywhere. They cuddled closely together, and their long green leaves held each other tightly, leaving only mottled and sparse gaps exposing the wooden bridges and pavilions in the distance. There are fishermen wearing straw hats. A gust of wind blows, the leaves of the reed swing, and the painting hidden behind the reed is blurred. The dazzling colors make this pure green look as beautiful as a dream, which is fascinating.
Inadvertently, the sky has been floating in the spring rain as thin as a cow's hair, and the late raindrops are swiftly falling in the gloomy sky to the ground, volleying across countless solitary lines, spinning and dancing with the wind, as if falling from the sky. The catkins filled the sky for a while. Like a goddess, the endless rain falls from the depths of the sky, and then is evaporated by the high-temperature flame to form majestic steam.
At this moment, the aura emanating from Ma Hongjun is quite strong. It is a domineering aura that is above all things. The terrifying aura of the king of birds can make any flying martial spirits and soul beasts tremble. momentum!
Yang Ming's eyes narrowed, narrowing into a long narrow gap.
Gradually, Ma Hongjun's face appeared in the sight of everyone, his eyes were completely replaced by the fiery red light, and orange flames rose up all over his body, as if the of fire came to the world. How can there be the slightest usual wretched look. Against the backdrop of the flames, he looked very tall, and even Oscar not far away could clearly feel the pressure brought from him.
"Little fat, awesome!"
Oscar has been obsessed with research and development over the years. He doesn’t hear things outside the window. He is not very clear about the strength of his old friend Ma Hongjun. At this moment, he feels the momentum of Ma Hongjun’s body, and he can not help but raise a thumb. The slightest meaning of jealousy.
A true friend will not alienate you and be jealous of you because of your strength, but will be happy for you from the heart.
A true friend, when you are beautiful, he will not flatter you, when you are down, he will not look on and despise you coldly, when you are sad, he will not comfort you with false feelings, even when the spring breeze is full, he will not lick his face to curry favor you.
"Hey hey, Oscar, it's not me who blows it. If Boss Yang really stands still and lets me fight, I'll definitely be able to knock Boss Yang away!"
Ma Hongjun didn't say to defeat Yang Ming, or to get Yang Mingzhu's brains out. Obviously he has self-knowledge. He has just broken through the strength of the 70th-level Soul Sage and it is difficult to make a difference.
While speaking, Ma Hongjun's body was full of golden red light, and his standard figure instantly swelled, turning into a huge seven-headed phoenix, carrying a dazzling tail flame, directly towards Yang Ming standing still standing still.
Upon seeing this, Yang Ming nodded and began to summon the zero-word battle armor artifact hidden in his body.
Blood-red light spots appeared on Yang Ming's body, which appeared on his forehead, shoulders, chest, elbows, wrists, palms, waist and abdomen, hips, knees, and feet.
Taking these blood-red light spots as the starting point, blood-colored silk-like rays of light instantly pulled out, converging into magnificent blood-colored patterns, and at the same time, the breath of Yang Ming's body began to burst out at an extremely terrifying speed.
The blood-colored lines on the forehead were formed first. At the center, a blood-red drop-shaped crystal appeared. Among the blood-colored light lines, a blood-colored headband appeared first. The blood-colored headband was directly in front of it, and five lines were erected. As if it was a bulge formed by agglomeration of snowflakes, the blood-colored pattern on the headband had become solidified and looked exceptionally magnificent. Two pieces of blood-colored metal hang down on both sides of the headband, which fits between Yang Ming's cheeks and ears, extending all the way down, like the spread of his own airflow.
The streamlined shape began to appear from the neck guard at the neck, the dark armor, blood-colored lines, magnificent all the way down. When the blood-colored lines were all clear, Yang Ming's body was completely covered by the dark armor.
Ma Hongjun's eyes condensed, he knew that this was Yang Ming's true intention of seeking him to practice.
"Boss Yang wants me to test the defensive power of this armor?"
Although he has not had a close contact with the zero-word battle armor artifact, just looking at the appearance of this battle armor Shenjun is not easy.
Ma Hongjun's whole body was wrapped in a cloud of red flames, where the spring rain evaporated into a curl of smoke. The intense high temperature from the fire phoenix made his face blurred, as if the of fire was going down to the world, and his powerful fists roared, red. Kuang Yan followed closely, and the blazing high temperature of hundreds to thousands of degrees seemed to be able to melt all ice and snow.
Yang Ming did abide by his promise and stood still, leaving Ma Hongjun's fist wrapped in the fire of the phoenix to strike his chest straight.
"boom!"
The drum-like crashing sound of the morning bell and the evening violently, the soft sand under the feet of the two of them sags a large hole, seeming to be unable to withstand the aftermath of this force, the willow trees along the bank that are blown by the overflowing and messy wind are leaning forty-five degrees and approach The river water on the bank is like boiling boiling water, with a continuous stream of bubbles, ripples rippling on the surface of the river, spreading farther, the hot residual wind makes the smoke on the river surface curl, like a fairyland with a filter on, Aestheticism.
The misty rain on the river, the weak water and the sky, a few spikes of Tinglan swaying posture, and overlapping ink-colored clouds, just like the beautiful daffodils blooming together on rice paper, but with an imperceptible melancholy. The water vapor in the air lingers around the light boat in the rippling waves, dotted with the blur of dreams.
However, when he saw Yang Ming still standing still on the spot, let alone taking a step back, without even shaking his whole body, Ma Hongjun's eyes condensed.
When his fist was removed from Yang Ming's chest, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
Because, on Yang Ming's breastplate, let alone any sunken marks, there is not even a trace of blackening. What's more, the temperature on the breastplate is maintained at a constant level from beginning to end. , Did not soar rapidly because of the Phoenix Fire.
"This is ridiculous!"
Ma Hongjun knows about his family affairs, and he is well-measured for his own strength. After years of hard training, he has already possessed ten thousand catties of strength. Just a moment ago, he just tried a little bit and used 30% of his strength, which is three thousand catties of strength. It is understandable that he did not repel Yang Ming.
But the question is, what's the matter with Boss Yang's battle armor?
Able to resist high-temperature flames, many defensive spirit abilities can do it, but that is only to isolate the damage of the flame, but the conduction of heat is unavoidable. Many enemies who die under the fire of the phoenix are caught off guard. The high temperature attacked the burns, exposing flaws, and Ma Hongjun took the opportunity to get rid of it.
However, the outrageous part of the Zero-word Battle Armor is that it not only resists the flame attack, but also effectively isolates the high temperature. Even the body surface of the Battle Armor did not leave the slightest temperature.
"Tsk, it seems that my ordinary spirit abilities can't cause damage to Boss Yang's battle armor, and I have to release the martial spirit body and try it."
As the voice fell, the seventh spirit circle under Ma Hongjun's feet turned into a deep black glow.
"Seventh Soul Ability! Wuhun real body!"
The orange-red phoenix flame became stronger and stronger, and the orange-red color on the fat man’s skin was constantly fading. Gradually, his hair had completely turned golden red, with some red bloodshot eyes in the crystal. The next moment, he The whole person has been completely covered by flames. The phoenix flames soaring into the sky were already densely covered in the sky in the blink of an eye. A huge flame rose into the sky. The loud phoenix sound also exploded.
The dazzling phoenix flame cut through the sky, almost illuminating the entire blasting gang. As it rose, the flame gradually faded, revealing a huge figure.
A big flaming red bird soars in the air. Its dazzling flaming red tail feathers and perfect posture all show the majesty of the king among birds. The most peculiar thing is that this huge fire phoenix has seven heads. Ordinarily, a creature with seven heads must look terrifying. But the seven heads of the fiery phoenix in front of them looked surprisingly harmonious. Gu Pan Shengzi.
Ma Hongjun flapped his wings skillfully, looking at Yang Ming condescendingly, the flames on his body grew stronger, and at the same time the fifth spirit ring embedded in him lit up.
"Fifth Spirit Ability! Phoenix Meteor Shower!"
Shouted. A pair of giant phoenix wings dazzled. The huge phoenix wings stretched behind Ma Hongjun.
The pair of phoenix wings were indescribably dazzling. The touching beauty and the hot flames are full of shocking feelings.
However, hidden in this beauty is extremely dangerous!
The flame feathers fluttered down along with the phoenix wings. These flame feathers cut through the sky and made a sharp whistling sound, turning into a terrifying meteor shower in mid-air.
The raging fire seemed to be a painter, with a brush in his hand, lacquering everything he went crazy like, rushing around with the wind, swallowing everything unscrupulously, and the scarlet flame turned black like an arrogant one.
When these tens of thousands of meteor showers suddenly landed, one by one on Yang Ming's body, it formed a shocking scene.
I saw a sea of ​​fire flowing across the sky, crazy fire waves one after another, with teeth and claws as if they wanted to swallow the sky. Below the sea of ​​flames was filled with smoke, as if the thick clouds of May soaked with smoke fell to the ground. Above it, it seems to be a trembling Himalayan volcano.
The drenching spring rain seemed to quench the thirst of the sea of ​​fire. The bricks burned red, the steel beams burned red, and the melted sugar flowed in all directions like water. Even the ground burst into flames. Suddenly, the flame was lowered by a gust of wind, and it leaped over here, as if a wave was rolled up in the sea, and the Phoenix flame seemed to have life and consciousness. It seemed that a giant python was blowing flames with its thousand mouths.
With "pop" and "pop" several times, sparks burst out from the top of the sea of ​​fire, and as the wind floated high, the red light flashed and flashed under the black clouds, like the stars in the midsummer night. The fire ignited, everything around suddenly shook, and the shadow fled into the woods as if being burned scared, Oscar's astonished face flashed above the flames.
Seeing Yang Ming in the burning sea of ​​flames, even if Oscar knew Yang Ming's strength in his heart, he couldn't help but grasp his heart at this moment, worrying about Yang Ming's safety.
The scorching fire waves rushing from the flames of the Phoenix, even Oscar felt a tingling pain in his face, and he couldn't help but step back fifty meters, standing on the bank of the river with plenty of water vapor, and felt better.
Compared to Oscar's anxiety, Ma Hongjun, as one of the parties involved, knew very well that Yang Ming was unscathed, and all his attacks were blocked by the battle armor!
"It seems that I have to do my best, otherwise I will be seen by Mr. Yang!"
"Phoenix Domain!"
Such thoughts flashed in his mind, as he turned into the real body of Wuhun, seven phoenix heads raised at the same time. The seven golden red auras merged into one in the process of being released in the air. Suddenly spread.
The golden-red light fused together completely melted the river under him. However, all the rivers within the range turned golden red. It is densely covered below like magma.
Generally, a spirit master can only awaken the domain after reaching the titled Douluo level~EbookFREE.me~ Ma Hongjun has joined the blasting gang for so many years. Although he is not well-known outside, his talent is still the most top-notch among his peers. A group of people naturally understood the realm after breaking through the 70th level soul sage, and it was still the realm exclusively for his martial soul.
The realm is deployed. Within reach. Any non-living matter will be assimilated by the Phoenix flame. Ma Hongjun can only use this field when he is in the state of Wuhun real body. In the field. The fire attribute of his own Phoenix flame will be increased by 50%. Unless the field is broken. Otherwise, he is immortal within the domain. It can be reborn at any time through the Phoenix Flame Nirvana.
Of course, there are no absolutes.
If the enemy happens to be the Ice-Snow Martial Spirit and the domain is also the Ice-Snow Type, just to restrain Ma Hongjun's Phoenix domain, he has no so-called immortality.
Moreover, if it is against a god, in front of absolute strength, the so-called immortal body will also become a joke.
Of course, if you fight against opponents of the same level, Ma Hongjun's domain is really difficult and disgusting.
At this time, Ma Hongjun released the domain, naturally to increase the power of the Phoenix Flame.
The fireworks rising into the sky are dazzling, sometimes like a phoenix rushing through the clouds, sometimes like a fiery red twilight spreading out, sometimes like the last ray of sun shining on the earth from the twinkling sunset, condensing in the air for a long time.
The same phoenix flame, but behaves differently, or silent, or bursting, or arrogant, or cold.
Seeing that his little friend could grow up to this step of the field, Yang Ming's eyes flashed with relief.
"But this is far from enough!"
Yang Ming is like a flame dominating, standing quietly in the Phoenix Fire. After a full half day, Ma Hongjun still has nothing to do with Yang Ming's zero-word battle armor artifact!