At the same time, Yuan Futu drew out the Zhuhuang Sword and thought to himself: "In this deep sea, except for the power of the water element, other moves are more or less restricted. It seems that the Xuan Chong Sword and the Ji Ying Sword are both very powerful.
It’s hard to use.”
With a long hiss, the white-scaled dragon king rushed out and hit Yun Mengxuan hard with his extremely hard head. Although the water shield was lying in front of her, it cracked and shattered in an instant, and she became thinner.
His body was directly knocked away.
The brave sword cuts through the eight desolations!
The golden elixir circulated, and the true essence of the water element was immediately derived. Yuan Futu took advantage of the situation and performed the "Tianxuan Sword Art". A huge blue brilliance appeared on the Zhuhuang Sword in his hand, and the extremely brave sword intent was poured into it, making it even more...
Unrivaled.
A sword struck, accurately stabbing the white-scaled dragon king seven inches away. The brave sword was extremely powerful in breaking the defense. The blade immediately passed through the scales the size of a millstone, twisting and turning.
Below, large streams of blood flowed out.
The white-scaled dragon king screamed in pain, opened his bloody mouth, and a blue ball of light emerged from his throat. It looked like the size of a basin, but it contained terrifying water energy, which was stronger than the true energy derived from Yuan Buddha.
Be strong.
"Oops, it's a spiritual flash!"
Bo!
A beam of light as thick as a bucket struck, with unparalleled power.
"The blue sea is frozen with ice!"
In an instant, a chill enveloped the surrounding area, as if falling into an ice hell. With a crackling sound, the vast expanse of seawater in front of Yuan Futu suddenly turned into a thick ice shield. The beam of light sank into the ice shield, and its momentum slowed down.
Yuan Futu took the opportunity to escape. As soon as he passed two feet, the ice shield exploded, and the beam of light passed by him in a thrilling way and sank into the deep sea.
A holy beast-level spiritual flash is comparable to high-level martial arts books, but what surprised Yuan Futu even more was the move of Blue Sea Ice. His eyes fell on Yun Mengxuan and asked: "Didn't you see that you
His water-based skills are so powerful."
"The "Poseidon Art" I practiced is a fifth-level Kung Fu book. If I can practice the "Poseidon Emperor Art", it will be easy to kill this white-scaled dragon king."
Yun Mengxuan stretched out her white palm, moved her fingers again, and said in a loud voice: "Infinite Ice Prison!"
With a command, a white prison suddenly appeared around the White Scale Jiao King. Every pillar was made of solid ice, with runes flowing on it, making it indestructible.
The white-scaled dragon king was rolling inside, hitting the prison with his body. The impact was so strong that the runes on it were obviously dimmed, and Yun Mengxuan's face became even more ugly.
"It's my turn now!"
Yuan Futu raised the Zhuhuang Sword, and a faint blood energy condensed on the sword's edge. Fierce murderous intent suddenly filled the air. He killed gods and Buddhas with one strike of the sword. The sharp sword intent was hidden in the murderous intent, and its shape was like a mist.
The bloody sword shadow made a hissing sound and flew into the ice prison.
"Split attack!"
The special properties of the Zhuhuang Sword exerted their power. The shadow of the sword was divided into seven, and it was slashed back and forth. The scales on the body of the white-scaled dragon king fell off quickly, and the flesh and blood curled up in the fine wounds.
Yun Mengxuan looked at Yuan Futu's almost crazy fighting style and thought to herself: "Not only is he a master of body refining, but he can also evolve all elements. This god-level spiritual treasure is also extremely rare. He is really just a member of the Tianxuan Sword Sect."
Disciple?"
If a third-rate sect has such a tough disciple, no one will believe it. This is why Yun Mengxuan always doubts Yuan Futu's identity.
The white-scaled dragon king, who was covered in wounds, was furious at this moment. He continuously sprayed spiral water arrows from his mouth, with a strong black gas coming from them, which was obviously highly poisonous.
bass!
A water arrow grazed the arm, and the wound suddenly turned black with ink.
Yun Mengxuan said in shock: "Break off your arm quickly, otherwise the poisonous invading body will be hopeless."
Yuan Futu did not do this, but said calmly: "Fortunately, the protective film of the water droplets has not been completely broken."
As he spoke, the poison had invaded his body, but Ling encountered another extremely overbearing force that completely eliminated the poison.
Yuan Futu used his demonic power, and the wound began to heal, and the black part gradually disappeared.
How did Yun Mengxuan know that demonic power had such an effect? There was no other look on her face except shock.
Yuan Futu groaned, and used the Wisdom Sword, and the water elemental essence immediately formed a blue strangling space in front of him, crushing all the water arrows into nothingness.
"I can't hold it anymore!" Yun Mengxuan's face turned pale, and her hands formed with magic seals were trembling uncontrollably, indicating that the water prison would soon be destroyed. If this white-scaled dragon king was freed, it would be even worse.
Difficult to deal with.
Yuan Futu focused his eyes and waited for the opportunity while holding the Wind Seal in his hand.
It seemed that the white-scaled dragon king had accumulated enough elemental power, and a blue light ball condensed out of the bloody mouth again, and the spiritual flash was about to occur.
“This is it!”
Yuan Futu activated the Swift Wind Seal and appeared in the prison in an instant. Facing the huge mouth of the white-scaled dragon king, his expression was indifferent.
The next moment, a spiritual flash broke out.
At the same time, Yuan Futu also wielded a sword, his most powerful sword.
Thirty times speed, Urgent Shadow Sword!
When using the wind element in the deep sea, the power is indeed reduced sharply, but now the competition is not who is more powerful, but who is faster.
At the moment when Lingshan erupted, the edge of Zhu Huangjian pierced into the blue ball of light.
This ball of light was enough to support a holy beast-level spiritual flash. You can imagine how terrifying the elemental power inside was, but just when it exploded, it was pierced by a sword, and the surface of the ball immediately cracked.
Yuan Futu escaped with the help of the Wind Seal, and saw the broken ball of light explode suddenly. The extremely terrifying elemental power made a loud noise, and it was like a blue nebula exploding in the deep sea, and the blazing light shone on it.
One cannot blink his eyes.
Yun Mengxuan was directly pushed a hundred feet away by the water waves. When she could see everything clearly, she realized that the white-scaled dragon king had no head and was blown up to the point where there was no residue left.
"Are you okay?" Yuan Futu appeared next to him. The Earth Elemental Shield on his body had not disappeared, but it was mottled with cracks and had been blown out in several places.
"What did you just do?"
Yuan Futu laughed twice, "Nothing, just use its power to destroy it... What is that?"
Where the white-scaled dragon king's head was broken, a piece of rich blue crystal slowly rose up, releasing warm and pure elemental power.
"The elixir of the seventh-level holy beast is released now!"