Wu Zhanguang saw that his strike failed to work, and the golden bull was beaten into ashes by Luan Ying's wings. He was shocked. He probably didn't expect Luan Ying's strength to be so terrifying, so he quickly organized his rhythm to prepare for the second move.
But just as he was dancing the ox fork and preparing to stab him again, the Luan Ying on the ground suddenly flapped its wings, causing a fierce flaming wind that roared towards Wu Zhanguang.
The latter pushed forward with all his strength, and suddenly felt a strong wind, his body surface temperature rose, and his face became hot, so he quickly held his breath and rolled backwards.
Luan Ying took off and flew up. As soon as it left the ground, it flapped out its wings.
Wu Zhanguang was shocked and turned his head. He raised an ox cross in front of him. Then he saw a bright and beautiful wing slapped on the ox cross. The huge force was like a wind hammer. With a bang, his cultivation level reached six.
Wu Zhanguang, who had robbed the God of the Void, flew into the air and hit countless tree crowns with fallen leaves and broken branches flying everywhere.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu suddenly flew over. His body was close to the ground, his feet were firmly planted on the ground, his left hand was making gestures, and his right hand was sacrificing a sword.
The stream turned into a dark cloud and flew up into the sky.
With the sound of a thunderstorm, the heavy rain fell like a hidden weapon, instantly extinguishing part of the purple flames on Luan Ying's body.
It's just that the performance of the water formation talisman at this moment is extremely ordinary. When the power is fully displayed, it is completely out of proportion to the purple flames in Luan Ying's body. As soon as the rain fell, the white gas from the incineration burst out and steamed up.
Half empty.
But Feng Jueyu did not stop, the White Rainbow Sword rushed away like a rainbow penetrating the sun, bypassing Luan Ying like lightning and leaping to the top of his head, Feng Jueyu pinched it with a magic spell, and from a distance, the White Rainbow Sword fell with a heavy force.
In an instant, a violent ripple of energy rippled through the air, the laws of space surged and collapsed, dense cracks appeared, and the sacred beast Luan Ying immediately sank.
However, before this advantage was fully demonstrated, the sacred beast Luan Ying frowned. First there was a look of astonishment in its eyes, and then its face was as cold as water. Its wings were shaking violently, causing a terrifying wind, and surging purple flames were burning on its body.
It spread quickly, forming a counterweight to the power of the "Great Falling Swordsmanship" realm.
The flames were billowing, and the purple fire was surging. Under the blessing of Feng Gang, the blazing purple flames turned into big balls of purple flames, which hit the Baihong Sword one after another.
The Baihong Sword that continued to fall encountered great resistance, and the power of the sword and the fire energy continued to expand. After a while, blue veins appeared on Feng Jueyu's forehead, and the right hand holding the magic formula was shaking.
"Damn, this holy beast is really powerful." Feng Jueyu cursed, and at this time, Wu Zhanguang turned back from the air again.
Wu Zhanguang, who was tall and powerful, let out a loud roar, handed the ox cross to his left hand, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and pulled off the huge cloak that was filled with cold air, then raised his thick arm and threw it down.
The cloak suddenly spread out...
Wu Zhanguang took a deep breath and exhaled a cloud of gray mist. The cloud penetrated into the cloak and grew several times in size in an instant until it reached the point where it could cover Luan Ying. Only then did he cover his head and face with a biting chill.
and covered Luan Ying's body.
With this huge cloak filled with cold air, the fire on the sacred beast Luan Ying was instantly suppressed by 40% to 50%. As the fire weakened, the pressure Feng Jueyu and Wu Zhanguang were forced to endure also weakened a lot.
"Hold him down."
Feng Jueyu roared, his face extremely cold, and he chanted the magic formula in his mouth, urging the source of darkness to flow in the second golden body.
After a breath, a dexterous black flying knife appeared in his palm. This flying knife was the Qiyan Blade. With the continuous activation of the magic formula, it was enlarged ten times and turned into a giant broadsword. , with dense black flames, instantly shot out from the depths of his palm.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu was not using the Jue Tian Ba Yan Sword Technique, because that move was his unique skill. Before the situation became clear, he would never use his unique skill, and he would never use it until the situation became clear. Seeing the inseparable relationship between the Qi Yan sword and the original darkness, he felt that even if this sword was not the Jue Tian Ba Yan, it would still be enough to pose a threat to the sacred beast Luan Ying.
The black sword energy whizzed out with the divine fire, and the entire Purple Crown Maple Forest instantly became bleak. In Wu Zhanguang's eyes, there was only black fire flowing around, and the unparalleled momentum was constantly rising. Squeezing his breath, his breathing became heavier and heavier.
"This kid actually has this kind of original magic weapon. Is this a rare divine source?"
Just when Wu Zhanguang was surprised, the sacred beast Luanying also felt the threat of origin darkness approaching. At this time, a cloak with ice energy covered its jade face, making him unable to see, but it did not affect its spiritual sense at all. to the appearance of Qi Yan.
"Divine source?"
The Holy Beast Luan Ying let out a low cry, looking frightened and extremely anxious at the same time. The next moment, Feng Jueyu and Wu Zhanguang heard a sharp hoofbeat at the same time, and the purple fire on the Holy Beast Luan Ying's body surged again.
The purple flames on its body expanded infinitely, and instantly formed a huge sacred beast Luan Ying's appearance on its body. This appearance surrounded the sacred beast Luan Ying, pushing the fire several times higher in one fell swoop, and the raging purple flames This time all the cold air was driven away from the cloak, making the cloak look dull and lifeless.
"Oh, my cloak."
Feeling that the connection between his consciousness and the spirit of the weapon was cut off, Wu Zhanguang let out a loud cry of regret, and then without thinking, he angrily raised his arms, grabbed his cloak, and ran towards the head of the sacred beast Luan Ying and pressed it down. .
His arms were powerful, and his divine power surged, all poured into the cloak, causing the cloak that had lost its spirituality and coldness to regain some momentum.
"Brother Feng, kill it."
Wu Zhanguang was sweating profusely, and he was horrified by the difficulty of the Holy Beast Luan Ying. If the two people had not joined forces, he would not have been able to gain any advantage in a short period of time. He might have been beaten by the Holy Beast Luan Ying until he ran away. Well, thanks to Feng Jueyu's presence, the two of them joined forces and were able to draw a draw with the sacred beast Luan Ying, and slowly gained the upper hand.
However, at this time, Wu Zhanguang was not happy except for a little bit of excitement. The reason was very simple. The reason why the holy beast Luan Ying could be easily overwhelmed by the two of them was because of the demon's body. There are injuries. If there were no injuries, God knows how bad the outcome would be.
Feng Jueyu was also frightened by the purple flames on the body of the holy beast Luan Ying. After fighting several times at close range, he now fully understood that the innate fire of this holy beast was basically similar to the realm of origin darkness, almost reaching the level of At the level of the divine source, if it weren't for Wu Zhanguang, even if he were to advance to another level, he might not be a match for this monster.
"kill!"
There was evil in Feng Jueyu's eyes, and the Qiyan sword in his hand turned into black light and galloped away, striking the sacred beast Luan Ying with a horizontal slash.
Most of the abdomen is the vital point of the ferocious monster. Now that the holy beast Luan Ying is being suppressed by Wu Zhanguang, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so Feng Jueyu used all his strength with this sword.
"Mortals, how abominable!"
The Holy Beast Luan Ying was forced into a panic by the two men. He sensed the approaching crisis in anger and immediately roared. The fire on his body recovered a little, but at this time Wu Zhanguang almost used his life to suppress the Holy Beast Luan. As a result, it cannot exert its full strength, but its actions are not restricted. What is restricted is only the source of its talent.
The holy beast Luan Ying, in excitement, suddenly lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite the Qiyan sword soul that was speeding towards him. The red lips and mouth opened, and a sucking force poured out instantly. Before Qiyan could wait, The flame sword soul was cut down and sucked into its belly...
"this……"
Feng Jueyu was stunned immediately, looking at the sacred beast Luan Ying at a loss, his eyes blank.
In less than a second, a look of pain appeared on the face of the holy beast Luan Ying. The beautiful and jade-faced black energy rushed wildly, and the strong original dark god fire turned into black smoke and sprang out from its seven orifices. The holy beast Luan Ying It seemed to be in great pain, but it did not give up. Instead, starting from its abdomen, its whole body shone brightly. After the light overflowed from the body one by one, the holy beast Luan Ying opened its mouth fiercely, this time with a silk thread. Purple flames of black gas spurted out from the mouth.
The purple flames first burned Wu Zhanguang's cloak into ashes, and then turned into two fire dragons, killing Feng Jueyu and Wu Zhanguang respectively.
"No, retreat quickly." When Feng Jueyu saw the flames coming, the purple flames contained black fire. It was clearly the sacred beast Luan Ying who temporarily fused the two original fires together. Not to mention its power. How powerful it is. The key is that the two origins cannot be perfectly integrated. The collision between the origins and the powerful repulsive force is the most fatal.
Feng Jueyu roared and stepped back wildly.
Wu Zhanguang was not idle either. He glanced at the cloak that had turned into pieces with great pain, held his head and teleported out.
It was at this time that the Holy Beast Luan Ying flew up, with a delicate face that looked pale and sickly. When it fluttered its wings and flew up, the Holy Beast Luan Ying shrank like lightning, got into the woods, and disappeared without a trace. trace.
After the two people who fled in embarrassment finally escaped the fusion of purple flame and black fire, they saw that the two fires whose original attributes could not be completely integrated together burned everything on the ground into fly ash. Even the soil was not spared, and two crooked furrows appeared on the ground, each of which was scorched and was about ten feet deep.
The fire spread and then gradually dissipated, and the angry scream of the sacred beast Luan Ying was heard again in the woods: "Ignorant mortals, since you want to die, then I won't stop you, just let you go."
The scream of the holy beast Luan Ying was heard and disappeared.
In the Purple Crown Maple Forest, Ziyan did not destroy too much of the jungle after the sacred beast Luan Ying retreated, and quickly disappeared into the mysterious woods. At this time, Feng Jueyu discovered that the outer edge of the Purple Crown Maple Forest was surrounded by Qianhuancao
Based on the main maze and self-repairing changes, it didn't take long for clumps of Thousand Fantasy Grasses to grow vigorously.