Chapter 1970: Whimsical

"I can't do my best ..." Zifu real man sneered.
He was about to urge this palm to launch Chu Yan's final blow.
At this time, Chu Yan grabbed his arm and pushed.
"Taiwan Demon Soul Rune!"
A golden light, revealing a very intense murder, disappeared in his hands, and the next moment appeared in the center of the flame palm.
boom! The white of the palm of the flame was suddenly penetrated.
At the same time, the Taigu demon soul flag that had been quieted down suddenly shook at this moment, the breath continued to rise, and with a bang, the army of demon souls that had disappeared once again appeared and condensed! What came out this time is no longer the pillars of the sky, but rather turned into countless huge weapons.
Swords, axe guns, hook locks, etc., each exudes a very tragic atmosphere, falling from the sky, slashing on the palm of the flame.
Suddenly, the flame palm was like a slammed mountain, stopped in the air, trembling constantly.
The internal ancient demon charm is constantly disintegrating.
The external Archaic Demon Soul Banner summons endless demon souls and attacks them.
A moment later, there was a loud noise, and the flame palm shook in the air, bursting apart.
The large group of flames fell from the sky like a meteorite.
The real face of Zifu was shocked, and he stepped back for dozens of miles, and his eyes were unsteady, looking at Chu Yan.
His expression at the moment is no longer as calm as before.
The Taikoo Demon Soul Banner and the Taikoo Demon Soul Rune turned into streamers and flew back to Chu Yan's hands.
There was still not much expression on Chu Yan's face, which seemed extremely indifferent.
"It doesn't make sense."
Zifu real people secretly said.
Facing the heavenly state of mind, Zifujing, even the triple perfection of the heavenly state of mind, even the monk known as the half-step Zifu, should be completely crushed.
In his memory, he has never heard of it, but the Purple Palace in the heyday will be defeated by Heaven's Heart.
What's more, this heavenly state of mind is only a double of the heavenly state of mind, which is a big difference from the Purple House.
"Is this kid a reincarnation of great power, or any terrifying adventures, fairy tales, will have such strength?"
The real life of the Purple Man was secretly speculated, his expression gradually dignified.
In his mind, Chu Yan's weight as an opponent is ten times heavier than the beginning! Not only that, he couldn't help but feel alive now.
Because the strength that Chu Yan showed was far beyond his imagination.
"If it's as I guessed, this kid is because of the inheritance of some ancient power, and harvested the Great Immortals and Great Adventure ... If he was beheaded, then the Adventures and Immortals ..." The real heart of the Purple House suddenly became hot.
Even the breathing becomes heavy.
In fact, this is a very normal reaction.
After all, Chu Yan's strength has completely exceeded the imagination of ordinary monks.
Tianxin can resist a blow from the Purple House, which is enough to shock the world.
But now, Chu Yan is directly shaking Zifu.
Although it hasn't made Zifu real people feel the pressure for a while, the incident itself is enough to shock the monk's heart.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and the eyes of the real man of Zifu were deep in his eyes.
"It's all you asked for! Fire Spirit Summons!"
A red glow radiated from the fingertips of the real man of Zifu.
This light is endless, shining intoxicating light, but it contains a very strong and strong, strong sun, like flames, like blood.
He threw the light violently.
Immediately, the light was in the air, turning into a giant with a flame burning all over his body.
The giant is as high as thirty or forty floors, with hundreds of arms on his body.
Each arm holds a magic weapon. With a little movement, it twists the void, inspires the heaven and earth, and reveals a breathtakingly breathtaking atmosphere.
It took a step, and suddenly with a terrifying heat wave, bombarded Chu Chu.
Countless skies have been melted, thundered, and sunken.
At this time, a scene that made the real man of Zifu more shocked appeared.
Chu Yan did not evade or use magic weapons, but rushed straight up and used his own supernatural powers to directly face the battle! "Taiyi Lihuodao!"
Baizhang Light Blade, this moment stretched to the extreme, with a bang, and the fist punched by this giant, struck in mid-air.
Suddenly, the light blade broke like a glass.
Countless flames flew around.
And the giant just shook his body a little, and then continued his stride toward Chu Yan.
This time, it waved its arms, one magic weapon burned by the flames, fired thousands of rays of light, turned the world upside down, and poured down towards Chu Yan.
"Very angry sword!"
Chu Yan's eyes narrowed, and he still kept shining.
In the view of the real man of Zifu, the other party is simply committing suicide.
Chu Yan's body, the sword light dancing, extremely dense, in an instant, he cut out thousands of swords, wrapped around his body, and turned violently.
At a glance, it looks like a tornado, like a drill bit, and drills fiercely towards that xiaguang.
Click, click! The sound of a magic weapon shattered, but this time, the Xiaguang swelled suddenly, and the light suddenly burst out. It suddenly put Chu Yan in it, forming a big ball, spinning violently.
This rotation is beyond human imagination.
Even if it is a human body made of steel, it will be collapsed and disintegrated in it.
A sound of Jianmang breaking and breaking broke out from this glow.
"Huh, if you want to ask your secret, you can't kill you for the time being, it's cheap."
The real man of Zifu sneered again and again.
But his voice just fell, and immediately, accompanied by a thunderous loud noise, the sound that shattered the sword's awn immediately was covered up.
"Ten thunder and thunder!"
Bang Bang Bang Bang! Immediately, the light surged.
That Xiaguang was like a piece of paper, and was torn apart at once.
The surging thunder light stretched violently.
All the flames around him were shattered.
In the thunder, Chu Yan's figure was not affected by the impact. On the contrary, his breath rose again, and he rushed directly to the flame giant.
The brows of the real man of Zifu suddenly wrinkled tighter.
At this time, he had already noticed the source of his uneasiness.
Although his aura is not currently at a loss, although his own realm occupies an absolute advantage, although each of his magical powers, he also presents a crushing situation.
But-all will not kill each other! Advantages cannot be transformed into victory! Not only that, every time the other party takes their magical power, the breath has a significant improvement.
This kind of feeling is like a magical power that you are exerting, not hurting, but helping! The other party seems to be hit by himself, and wants to use his own power.
But this thought flashed in the mind of the real man of Zifu, and was immediately denied by him.
"How is this possible, who's brain will be so crazy."
The real man of Zifu shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Use Zifu to improve yourself?
How whimsical this person is. "
The voice did not fall, a roar like Wan Lei exploded, and in an instant, it poured down from high altitude.