Chapter 423 The True Dragon Magic Medicine rushed over on its own
Chapter 437 Thunder Ball Vs Huang Ni Hand
The Holy Son of Fluttering Light is like a ghost shadow. His body becomes extremely soft and he shuttles through the void. It seems to be somewhat similar to the Ji family's Great Void Technique, but it is full of ghost energy and howling wind. Of course, his lethality is also extremely high.
Big.
Zhang Wenchang's body was full of energy and blood, golden light was burning, and purple thunder snakes were swirling around his body, just like a volcano erupting, and like a vast ocean, with turbulent waves.
He drew with both hands and shot a purple thunder ball.
The thunder is as strong as the sun, like the purple thunder sun, the masculine power spurts out, rushing towards the Holy Son of Fluctuating Light, exuding the feminine power.
The collision of masculine and feminine forces silently turned the place into a land of annihilation.
The terrifying lightning and the cold feminine power collided with each other, and they actually transformed into the pure solar holy power and lunar holy power.
The collision of the two spiritual holy powers caused a shocking loud noise, and a terrifying energy burst out, exuding a terrifying power of destruction, sweeping away in all directions.
Although the two holy powers of yin and yang only appear for a short moment, their collision is extremely terrifying and will burst out with the power to destroy all things.
Under Zhang Wenchang's feet, green lotuses bloomed, and the light of chaos flashed, instantly breaking out of this wave of destructive power.
The Holy Son of Fluttering Light rushed out like a ghost, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was retreating quickly.
The terrifying purple thunder flooded the world.
Yuan Shengguang sketched it casually, and purple thunderballs flew out one after another.
At that moment, the Holy Son of Yaoguang became extremely terrifying, and my energy and blood seemed to be more vigorous than that of Yuan Shengguang.
The purple thunder and lightning sun exploded into pieces, and the bright purple light exploded into a big mushroom cloud.
Once my legendary yellow mud hand is hit, the whole person will rot like yellow mud. It cannot be said to be a mud hand, a hand of death.
At this time, the Holy Son of Fluctuating Light seems to have not yet unleashed all his strength and is hiding again.
The yellow clay hand of the Holy Son of Light was used continuously, one after another, purple thunder balls, which I photographed like Qian Mao.
The terrifying Hun Xiaopeng King is overwhelming, and every inch of space is filled with terrifying divine light.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang's face changed.
With a bang, Yuan Shengguang dodged, and Qian Mao pressed his hand into the void.
"It's really boring. Just after you saw him flashing with chaotic light, you thought you were a chaotic body. Did you think that he was just refining some chaos energy? If that's the case, he can't escape death in your hands.
." Holy Son Yaoguang shook his head and said to Yuan Shengguang.
As soon as I waved my palm, it was like the whole sky was coming down.
The golden light flashed in Yuan Shengguang's eyes, and I sketched with my hands, and a purple lightning ball flew out.
Suddenly, all the energy of self under the Holy Son of Yaoguang was swept away.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang rushed down again.
This bright divine light burned like a flame, erupting like a volcano crazily, flooding the world.
Since the Holy Son of Fluctuating Light made his debut, although he has not collided with the God King Ji Haoyue, in the battle with him, it cannot be said that he is invincible and does not have an overwhelming advantage.
For example, this golden-winged Zhang Wenchang will be awesome in the future and always wants to challenge himself.
"Holy Son of Light, why is he using those useful tricks? Use the tricks of the ruthless little emperor quickly. Why is he still hiding them?"
This allowed the Holy Son of Yaoguang to develop the confidence to fight against enemies, and at the same time, he had the idea of looking down on the heroes in the sky.
The blazing purple thunder and lightning were swallowed up by this strange yellow mud, and countless thunder and essence were melted away.
My momentum is astonishing, with an unparalleled sense of oppression, just like the creation of the world, and the chaotic light flickering around me.
Puff, puff, puff.
Qian Maoshi was shocked in his heart. I always thought that except for the little emperor’s secret skills, my sages’ scriptures and secret skills were bullshit.
The Holy Son of Shaking Light stepped back, and the Hun Xiaopeng King who was everywhere spurted out, filling that world.
The sea of Hun Xiaopeng kings once again flooded the world. Every ray of Hun Xiaopeng kings can kill a weak person. So few Hun Xiaopeng kings are like a dragnet, which is horrifying.
With a pop, the yellow clay hand of the Holy Son of Light clapped.
Every movement I make carefully seems to crush the void.
Yuan Shengguang felt a chill in his heart, tmd, the trick used by that old scumbag of the Holy Son of Yaoguang seems to be a return to his original nature, and he is just like me, but it is another holy skill of the Holy Land of Yaoguang, containing peerless murderous intent. p>
My fingers were khaki, and they fell like yellow mud. Did I use any amazing magic to press back wonderfully?
This piece of nothingness immediately rotted away and turned into a piece of yellow mud. When it fell up, it was so tattered that it corroded a small, bottomless hole in the ground.
Yuan Shengguang let out a long roar, and the golden energy and blood surged into the sky, blowing away the dark clouds in the sky.
In my mind, I don’t seem to have an enemy in the sky among the younger generation.
I have lost my peak combat power. The divine light is like the sea, and the divine light is like the scorching sun. It destroys everything and is unstoppable.
Rumble.
Yuan Shengguang let out a long roar and swept the Chaos Divine Sword backwards, blocking the power of Hun Xiaopeng's King Technique.
But after all, I am the Little Emperor’s secret skill. I admire it, but Yuan Shengguang is not discouraged.
My whole body radiated tens of thousands of divine lights, shining through the mountains and rivers. At this time, I was enveloped by one hundred and four halos, as intimidating as a god.
At this time, Qian Maoshi's energy and blood were strong. He waved his palm and released the Chaos Sword Energy, destroying my Huang Mu Shou.
He used secret techniques when he came down, hoping to kill Yuan Shengguang with one blow, and started the battle slowly, so he used sharp and vicious killing methods.
The main reason why I used that kind of killing move without leaving myself any room for maneuver was because I was too confident, or overestimated Yuan Shengguang.
It was a strange sight. Golden energy and blood shot out from my whole body like a vast ocean, and my energy was surging like a vast ocean.
I am like a purple thunder and lightning sun, with countless purple thunder snakes hanging down.
This purple thunder snake, in this golden T-shirt, gallops and roars, as slow as lightning.
I used the signature secret skill of the Holy Land of Shaking Light, the trick of mixing with Xiaopeng King!
Yuan Sheng's light swallowed up the mountains and rivers, and rays of chaotic light flashed, turning into the Chaos Divine Sword.
The Hun Xiaopeng King is like a cloud and a sea, flooding the sky, and no one can resist it.
Now I see that the Hun Xiaopeng King Technique has been used to such an extent by the Holy Son of Light, and the sudden burst of power is so terrifying.
But before being severely dealt with by the Holy Son of Light, Golden Wing Qian Maoshi never mentioned the Holy Son of Light. Obviously, Golden Wing Zhang Wenchang suffered a huge loss.
And that is just one of the stepping stones for the Holy Son of Light.
I am now like a god, using Xiaopeng Wang's magic to break all laws. I can't tear apart the void with just a single movement of my hands.
Obviously, during the first big collision, Holy Son of Light was injured, and he suffered a hidden loss.
I waved my hand casually and swatted it back with my little hand.
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