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Chapter 679: Fight against the late Yuanying monks! [Boutique

The fire dragon roars and the fire phoenix neighs.

In order to prove that they are stronger than the other, the two flame-formed creatures desperately attack each other under the control of their respective masters.

During the fight, the size of the fire dragon and fire phoenix shrank again and again, from being several feet long at the beginning to less than a foot long, and at this time, more than a quarter of an hour had passed since Zhou Yang and Zhao Yuanpu fought.

The half-hour agreement was now over a quarter.

However, Zhao Yuanpu didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. The old god was still controlling the silver-purple fire phoenix and the golden fire dragon to fight, without using the second method.

He was not in a hurry, and Zhou Yang was naturally happy to continue like this. It would be best if he stayed like this for half an hour.

But that's obviously unrealistic.

After the fire fight that lasted for about a quarter and a half, the silver-purple fire phoenix controlled by Zhao Yuanpu suddenly let out a clear cry, turned into a long flame knife and slashed at the golden fire dragon, splitting the golden fire dragon into two on the spot.

cut.

And before realizing something was wrong, Zhou Yang controlled the two fire dragon sections to repair and close them. The flame sword suddenly changed back to the fire phoenix form, swallowing the smaller fire dragon's body in one gulp, and Zhou Yang lost control of it.

The feeling of that half fire dragon.

When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh angrily and said, "Daoyou Zhao has a big appetite, and he's not afraid of eating it all in one bite!"

However, Zhao Yuanpu chuckled and said: "Hehehe, whatever tricks Zhou Daoyou has, you might as well use them."

"Then just take a look at it, Fellow Daoist Zhao!"

Zhou Yang's face turned cruel, and with a thought in his mind, the remaining half of the fire dragon's body suddenly shrank inward, compressed and condensed into a fist-sized golden fire bead, which shot straight towards the purple fire wind.

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Boom!

The soaring explosion flames shimmered and rose from thousands of feet high in the sky, and the raging fire waves surged in all directions, evaporating the clouds thousands of feet below, and the sky for thousands of miles turned red.

When the fire dissipated, there was no longer any flame in the sky.

When Zhao Yuanpu saw this scene, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head and said: "Fellow Daoist Zhou is really ruthless this time. It seems that it is impossible for me to defeat you in the magical power of fire. How about a draw in this fire fight?"

"It's just what fellow Taoist Zhao said."

Zhou Yang nodded slightly and said nonchalantly.

Zhao Yuanpu may have some ideas about proving the power of his sect's magical power, but he has no intention of doing so at all.

After all, his [Qianyang True Fire] has no cultivation method, so what's the point of proving that this magical power is better than other true fire powers?

Seeing this, Zhao Yuanpu's face condensed slightly, and he nodded slowly and said: "Since there is no winner in the fire fight, I can only rely on my cultivation to defeat fellow Taoist Zhou. Fellow Taoist, please be ready to take the fight!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and presented a crimson token that was neither gold nor wood. On the token was a vivid red-gold three-legged fire crow. Then he made a secret with both hands and cast a spell on the token, making it

The three-legged fire crow on the card suddenly came to life and transformed into a red-gold three-legged fire crow with a wingspan of several feet.

As soon as the red-golden three-legged fire crow appeared, the nearby fire-attributed spiritual energy from heaven and earth automatically converged on it, and soon a sea of ​​fire was formed around it.

"disease!"

With a low shout from Zhao Yuanpu's mouth, the three-legged fire crow crowed, and with a flap of its wings, it rolled up a raging wave of fire and swooped towards Zhou Yang.

This is different from the fire fight just now. Zhao Yuanpu will not hold anything back. Driven by the powerful magic power of his late Nascent Soul cultivation, the three-legged fire crow transformed by the sixth-level mid-grade magic weapon is extremely powerful. How much worse than the body of a sixth-level high-grade demon king.

Not daring to neglect, Zhou Yang quickly shouted and sacrificed his natal magic weapon [Qianyang Golden Pagoda], and went directly to suppress the three-legged fire crow riding the wave of the sea of ​​fire.

At the same time, the "golden light of subduing demons" emerged from his body, directly activating the [Evil-proof Clothes] he was wearing, releasing a thick layer of defensive golden light to protect him.

He still felt that it was not safe, so he mobilized the power of [Qian Yang Baozhu] to release the magical power of [Qian Yang Sky Fire Shield].

Facts have proved that he was very prescient in doing so.

The three-legged fire crow opened its mouth and spit out a fiery red light beam, knocking the golden pagoda flying from the sky, and then struck Zhou Yang with the boundless fire wave.

For a moment, even with both internal and external protection, Zhou Yang felt as if he had been hit by a meteor, his body bones were about to fall apart, and his whole body flew backwards uncontrollably.

The double protection he had deployed was completely destroyed by this single blow.

If it weren't for the special material of the [Evil-proof Clothes], and his own physical defense was also very strong, the clothes and flesh on his body would have been burned and burned by the wave of fire carried by the three-legged fire crow.

It was also this blow that let Zhou Yang know that without using the [Suzaku Fan], if he and a late-stage Nascent Soul monk like Zhao Yuanpu, who was holding a powerful magical weapon, were to fight head-on, he would probably be defeated if he could not sustain a few moves.

The late Nascent Soul monk holding a sixth-level mid-grade magic weapon has the ability to easily break through his defense. As long as he is hit once by the defense breach, he will be severely injured and it will be difficult to escape.

After discovering this, he would naturally not continue to confront Zhao Yuanpu head-on without overestimating his capabilities, let alone expose his trump card [Suzaku Fan] easily.

He immediately made a seal with his hands, golden light emerged from his feet, and his body instantly turned into a golden light and disappeared, thus avoiding the subsequent attack of a flying sword that broke through the air.

The next moment, the disappeared figure of Zhou Yang appeared in the midair behind Zhao Yuanpu dozens of miles away.

And as soon as he appeared, he cast another spell and turned into a golden light and fled to other places.

After escaping like this three times in a row, his figure was almost out of Zhao Yuanpu's maximum spiritual consciousness coverage.

But before he could continue to escape, Zhao Yuanpu's slightly surprised words rang out from nowhere in his ears.

"A very exquisite escape technique, but it's a pity that it's not as good as [shrinking into an inch]!"

I saw Zhao Yuanpu's figure appearing out of thin air in mid-air more than thirty miles away from Zhou Yang, as if emerging from nothingness. He was using the magical space power that only late Yuanying monks can master [shrinking the ground into an inch] .

This magical power of [shrinking the ground into an inch] can be used by monks in the late Yuan Ying period, and a distance of a hundred miles can be achieved in one step, which is only half as good as the legendary magical power of [space teleportation].

"It's not that Zhou's [Longing Ground Golden Light] magical power is worse than [Shrinking the Ground to an Inch], but that Zhou has not yet mastered this magical power. If Zhou had already cultivated this magical power to a small level, Fellow Daoist Zhao would be here today. I really have no choice but to follow Zhou and eat dust!"

Zhou Yang refuted Zhao Yuanpu's words in a deep voice, while flicking his sleeves and shooting three red-gold thunder beads towards Zhao Yuanpu who was chasing him.

Boom boom boom!

With three [Xuantian Fire Thunder Beads] delaying the time, Zhou Yang used [Long Ground Golden Light] again and opened a distance of hundreds of miles from Zhao Yuanpu.

But it didn't take long for Zhao Yuanpu to catch up to him more than ten miles away, and said in his ear in a relaxed tone: "It's useless. The mana consumed by me using [shrinking the ground into an inch] may be more than that of fellow Taoist Zhou using his escape magic power."

Big, but holding on for half an hour is not a problem. If Fellow Daoist Zhou wants to delay time in this way, he has made a wrong calculation!"

"Since Fellow Daoist Zhao is so confident, let's follow Zhou's move."

As Zhou Yang spoke, he raised his palm, and a purple-gold ruler appeared in his palm, and then he flicked it hard.

Immediately, Zhao Yuanpu seemed to have discovered something extraordinary. His expression changed drastically, he shouted loudly and hurriedly waved his sleeves to offer an earth-yellow orb, which transformed into a thick layer of yellow light to protect him.

Just when he finished all this, a purple-gold ruler less than three feet long suddenly appeared from above his head and hit the yellow light shield he had laid down hard.

Click!

The thick and substantial yellow light shield was directly broken by this small ruler, and with a burst of "clicking" shattering sound, it shattered into nothingness.

This moment really surprised Zhao Yuanpu, who stopped his pursuit with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, and looked at Zhou Yang with a hint of fear.

Although he had noticed the abnormality of the space fluctuation just now and made the right response in time, he obviously still underestimated the power of the purple-gold ruler and almost got hurt by it.

At this time, looking at the purple-gold ruler that returned to Zhou Yang's hand, his face trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Zhou Dao's friendly methods are such a magic weapon, but I underestimated fellow Taoist!"

He only has one sixth-level high-grade magic weapon on his body, and it is his natal magic weapon that he has cultivated for more than two thousand years.

Although Shenhuo Palace is considered a top sect, ordinary sixth-level magic weapons are not uncommon, but there is not even one high-grade sixth-level magic weapon like this that can be passed down.

This has to be said to be a pity for the entire Shenhuo Palace!

"It makes me laugh, fellow Daoist Zhao. I have a very shallow cultivation. Even if I have a good magic weapon in my hand, I still can't exert its full power. I'm really ashamed of this treasure!"

Zhou Yang glanced at the purple-gold ruler in his hand, shook his head slightly and sighed, but he didn't look proud at all.

[Purple Gold Universe Ruler] As a sixth-level high-grade magical weapon, of course it has more than its current power, but his cultivation is not enough to allow this magical weapon to show its full power.

The same is true for the sixth-grade high-grade flying sword [Qingluan Sword] in Jiang Fengxian's hand.

If he had Zhao Yuanpu's late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, that one-foot kick just now would have definitely not only been able to break the protection that Zhao Yuanpu had put up in a hurry, but would have hit him directly on the head, blowing his skull open at once.

Zhao Yuanpu also understood this truth, so he immediately said seriously: "I was careless just now, now fellow Taoist must be really careful, I will start to go all out!"

After saying that, he did not rush to attack, but first raised his hand and pointed at the yellow orb, causing it to release a rich yellow light again to cover him, and gradually turned into a yellow light armor and covered himself.

Then he opened his mouth and spat out, and a red fire flew out of his mouth, turning into a small red flag and falling into his hand.

This small red flag is his natal magical weapon [Six Yang Sacred Fire Flag].

"disease."

I saw him tossing the small red flag in his hand and using both hands to strike. In the blink of an eye, the small flag rose to a height of several feet in the wind. On the triangular red silk flag, golden runes flashed one by one.

, intertwined to outline a pattern of flames.

Then Zhao Yuanpu reached out with one hand, grabbed the flagpole and shook it violently, and a raging fire broke out on the flag, condensing into a thick red light beam and shooting towards Zhou Yang.

At this time, Zhou Yang had already sacrificed the [Haoyang Mirror] obtained from the world of cultivating immortals in the far west.

Seeing the red beam of light coming, he immediately pointed his hand at the purple-red bronze mirror in mid-air. The surface of the bronze mirror also erupted with rich purple-red firelight, condensing into a purple flame light beam and intercepting the red beam head-on.

light beam.

The two flame beams collided in mid-air, and the red beam quickly gained the upper hand, scattering the impact of the purple flame beam until it was completely defeated.

However, being blocked by the purple flame beam, most of the power of the red beam was consumed, and then it was blasted away by a large earth-yellow seal.

"Two more sixth-level mid-grade magic weapons!"

Zhao Yuanpu's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the bronze mirror and the big seal in the sky with surprise, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of envy and jealousy in his eyes.

He is a dignified monk in the late Yuan Ying period and is in charge of a top sect. Not counting his natal magic weapon, he only has one sixth-level mid-grade magic weapon and two sixth-level low-grade magic weapons in his hands.

The sixth-level medium-grade magic weapon [Golden Crow Divine Fire Order] is still a sect inheritance magic weapon and is not his personal possession.

Now Zhou Yang, a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul who had just given birth to a baby but not more than a century old, had already revealed the magic weapon that was crushing him in terms of quality and quantity. How could he not be envious and jealous?

You must know that he has been practicing for more than 2,500 years and having babies for more than 1,800 years!

His mind was agitated for a moment, and he couldn't help but said in a sour tone: "Fellow Daoist Zhou has so many magical weapons and they are so sophisticated, it is really enviable. However, no matter how good the magical weapons are, it depends on whether the person who uses them can cultivate them."

After exerting its power, Fellow Daoist Zhou's cultivation level is still a little behind!"

After saying that, he seemed to feel that he was rude in saying this, and he laughed at himself and said: "Hehehe, it seems that my mental state is not as strong as I thought. After seeing so many treasures in Zhou Daoyou's hand, I can't bear it.

He has a greedy mind."

The fact that he was able to say this openly made Zhou Yang have a good impression of him. He couldn't help but nodded and said: "Fellow Daoist Zhao is right. Zhou's cultivation is indeed a bit poor, but he has allowed these treasures to be covered in dust."

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"Okay, time is running out. Fellow Daoist Zhou, let's continue the attack!"

Zhao Yuanpu suddenly stopped talking and waved the red flag in his hand. Suddenly, dazzling flames shot out from the flag, turning into red fireballs the size of water tanks and blasting towards Zhou Yang in turn.

Immediately afterwards, the [Golden Crow Divine Fire Order] that had previously broken through Zhou Yang's two layers of protection also turned into a three-legged fire crow and pounced on Zhou Yang under his command.

At the same time, he pinched the sword formula with both hands, and a red flying sword turned into a bright sword rainbow and flew around Zhou Yang, blocking Zhou Yang's escape path.

Still not giving up, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a large ball of silver-purple [Three Flavors Divine Fire], turning into a huge fire phoenix with a wingspan of ten feet and swooping towards Zhou Yang.

What's more, while Zhou Yang's expression changed drastically and he was busy dealing with his attacks, he was still chanting secrets and preparing another powerful spell.

"Order it for me!"

Zhou Yang shouted loudly, and a talisman flew out of his hand, turning into a golden seal and focusing on the red sword rainbow.

Then he made another hand seal and drove the [Thick Earth Sealing Seal] towards the three-legged fire crow to suppress it.

In the end, he himself moved and got directly into the natal magic weapon [Qianyang Golden Pagoda], using the powerful body of this magic weapon to resist the attacks of countless fireballs and [Three Flavors Divine Fire].

Boom boom boom!

The red fireballs as big as water tanks took turns bombarding the golden pagoda, shaking the golden pagoda several feet high, shaking in mid-air like a small boat undulating in the waves.

However, Zhao Yuanpu keenly discovered that the power of the fireball explosion was weakened by 20% for no reason when it touched the back of the tower.

Not only was the power of the fireball explosion weakened, even after the fire phoenix transformed from the [Three Flavors Divine Fire] struck the golden pagoda, facing the burning flames, the golden pagoda also showed extremely powerful fire resistance. attributes, it failed to achieve the effect Zhao Yuanpu expected.

"Huh, let's see how long your cowardly style of play can last!"

He snorted coldly, pushed forward with one hand seal, and cast the spell he had prepared.

I saw a huge fire cloud quickly forming above his head, and then as he drove the magic, the fire cloud surged all over the sky, and soon split into three groups automatically, forming three huge fireballs as big as houses and shooting toward Zhou Yang. Shoot away.

It can be clearly seen that after casting this spell, Zhao Yuanpu's face turned slightly pale, and his chest fluctuated sharply. It was obvious that even if he cast this powerful spell, it would consume a lot of energy and it would be difficult to continue casting it.

But in Zhao Yuanpu's view, the price is worth it. He does not believe that Zhou Yang can withstand the offensive of his own magical weapon with only a sixth-level low-grade magic weapon pagoda, and can also block this sixth-level mid-grade spell. The bombardment of [Skyfire Meteor Explosion].

Three fireballs as huge as houses pierced the sky, taking turns falling down like real meteors with long tail flames, which made people change their minds to watch.

When Qingyang Zhenren, who was fighting outside the battlefield, saw this scene, he clenched his fists and looked at Zhou Yang with a nervous and worried look on his face.

Up to this point in the fight, the strength that Zhao Yuanpu has shown has far exceeded the limit of Qingyang's strength. Now he can only hope that Zhou Yang can create another miracle and survive the last less than a quarter of an hour.

Boom!

The earth-shattering explosion resounded through the sky. At this moment, all living beings within a radius of thousands of miles centered on the battlefield heard the roar coming from the nine heavens and saw the explosion flames in the sky that were brighter than the sun.

Countless monsters and savage beasts suddenly went berserk as a result, panicking and desperately fleeing away from the rising light of the fire, and even formed dozens of small-scale beast tides.

This is a pain for those cultivators who ventured into the wild jungle. Of course, they knew that the explosion and fire were caused by the Nascent Soul stage great masters fighting in the "Nine Heavens Absolute Territory", and based on the distance, they would not have any impact on themselves, and Not much panic.

However, the monsters and wild beasts ran away wildly, and the small-scale beast tide caused by this directly put them in danger. If they were unlucky, they were crushed by the beast tide on the spot, and no bones were left!

It's just a fight between elephants and they obviously don't care what the ants think. Zhao Yuanpu and Zhou Yang also don't care whether their fight will harm other monks.

What's more, Zhou Yang's current situation doesn't allow him to think about this.

At that time, under the bombardment of those three huge house-sized fireballs, he who was hiding in the [Qianyang Golden Pagoda] was directly blown out of the tower.

It's not that the [Qianyang Golden Pagoda] was destroyed in the explosion, but that after the magic weapon was attacked with damage beyond the endurance limit, the spiritually damaged body directly returned to its original shape and returned to his body, and it could not be summoned again in a short period of time. Fighting.

He himself also suffered a great deal of backlash and suffered serious internal injuries.

Fortunately, the explosion had passed when he came out of the tower, and the damage he suffered after coming out was just the flame impact damage caused by the aftermath of the explosion.

In the midst of the sea of ​​fire, he shouted loudly and instantly used the magical power of [Blue Dragon Transformation] to transform into a half-dragon and half-human form.

And almost as soon as he finished his transformation, the fireball released by Zhao Yuanpu's natal magical weapon [Six Yang Divine Fire Banner] struck again, covering him in it.

Boom boom boom!

Amidst the roars of explosions one after another, Zhou Yang's tall and strong body tore through the sea of ​​​​fire and appeared outside.

The blue-gold dragon scales on his body were slightly damaged in the explosion just now, and there were scorched black scars on many places on his body, but the fighting spirit on his body was stronger than ever before.

"Zhou also has a trick that I would like to invite fellow Taoist Zhao to taste!"

Zhou Yang opened his mouth wide, revealing a pair of sharp dragon's teeth. He smiled ferociously at Zhao Yuanpu, who was looking at him in surprise, and then quickly formed seals with his hands to perform some kind of secret technique.

Immediately, the roar of a dragon rising into the sky, accompanied by a rich green-gold aura, rose from his body, and quickly formed a giant green-gold dragon-headed blade above his head, somewhere between illusion and reality.

"Cang...long...split...empty...cut!"

It was hard to tell whether it was excitement or pain. Words came out of Zhou Yang's mouth intermittently. The dragon scales on his face opened and closed, his vertical pupils similar to those of a dragon widened, and his hands looked extremely laborious. The seal was pushed towards Zhao Yuanpu.

In an instant, as if a sword had been broken, the green-gold dragon-headed giant blade that appeared above Zhou Yang's head suddenly let out an exciting dragon roar and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, the green-gold dragon-headed giant blade appeared directly in front of Zhao Yuanpu, whose expression changed drastically, and slashed directly at him!

"Tear!"

Along with the sound of something being torn apart, Zhao Yuanpu's figure suddenly appeared dozens of feet away with a face full of shock, anger and fear.

"Senior Brother Zhao!"

"Great Elder!"

Outside the battlefield, Wei Qi and Deng Zhenren, the Nascent Soul cultivators from Shenhuo Palace, both had pale faces and screamed in surprise.

The place where their eyes were looking was the same place, which was Zhao Yuanpu's right arm that had been broken at the shoulder and was bleeding profusely.

ps: It’s gone in the early hours of the night, I’ll update it tomorrow


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