Chapter 1229: A Proud Heart
. Long Niu's eyes condensed slightly, and said, "Oh, so mysterious?"
Yan Lan smiled, I didn't expect that the immortals called them over, it was for such a thing, they were really hungry and hungry!
Yan Lan now lacks the most time to improve his cultivation, but he is carefree and carefree, and he has a lot of time, compared to the two, Yan Lan is a little envious of the life of the non-true immortal.
Buzhen Immortal said: "Since you all know each other, then there is nothing to do with this immortal, Cangcang, the next thing will be left to you." ”
Cangcang smiled lightly and said, "Brother Longniu, what did you just say that you can blow them away in one breath?"
Long Niu looked at Wu Se, and then at Yan Lan, he always felt that these two people were a little different from ordinary people, and said unconvinced: "What I said is a provocative word, it is indeed an exaggeration to say that blowing them away, but there is absolutely no doubt about blowing the two of them away." ”
The eleven disciples all nodded, and when the eleven of them joined forces, they would all be blown out by the dragon bull in one breath, even if they condensed the juju array.
Cangcang smiled and said to Yan Lan and Wuse: "Two little brothers, do you want to give it a try?"
Wuse smiled bitterly and said: "The arrow is on the string, do you let the little monk send it or not?"
Yan Lan shook his head helplessly and said, "We have already fallen into the pit you dug, where is our turn to resist!"
Long Niu patted his chest and said in a rough voice: "Okay, refreshing, you two come with me!"
The dragon bull jumped up and fell thousands of feet away.
Yan Lan smiled, followed with Wuse, and stood ten feet in front of Long Niu.
The immortal is reclining on a bamboo chair. Shaking the rattle in his hand, his face was loose and free.
Cangcang and the eleven disciples looked at Yan Lan and the three of them from afar. Waiting for a dragon fight.
Cangcang said to Eleven: "Are you really sure that Brother Long Niu can blow the two of them?"
"Haha, that's nature. Senior Brother Longniu is trying his best to pull out the mountains and cover the world, and among his peers, absolutely no one can do not move at all!"
"Little junior sister Cangcang, just keep your eyes open and take a good look, the two little guys you invited are destined to be embarrassed!1"
"Little Sister Cangcang, if the two of them can stay put, I will roll on the ground for ten thousand feet!"
"Haha, I'm going to gamble too. If you lose, you will roll a thousand pounds!"
"It's fun and fun, I'm also involved!"
"Little Sister Cangcang, if we win, or you will roll a few laps. You don't need to roll more, just roll ten. Let's take a look at what the little junior sister who is usually delicate and reserved looks like when she rolls!"
"Hahaha, okay, does the little junior sister dare to gamble?"
“......”
Eleven was already fully excited. Constantly agitating the vicissitudes of gambling.
Bu Zhenxian shook his head and smiled, not caring about the game between the juniors.
Cangcang pinched his fingers, looked at Yan Lan and Wuse from afar, and thought to himself about the three of them. They are all amazing talents, each with their own strengths, and the power of Longniu is indeed extraordinary. Ordinary monks are bound to suffer trauma, but Yan Lan and Wu Se will not be injured. But to stay still, the difficulty has indeed increased countless times.
Listening to the noise of the eleven disciples. Cangcang bit his teeth, stomped his right foot and said: "Okay, I'll bet with you, grandpa, you have to give us a witness, lest some people cheat at that time!"
The little drum of the untrue immortal shook and said with a smile: "Okay, you guys have fun, no one is allowed to break the rules, otherwise this immortal will punish him for facing the wall for three days!"
"Okay, no one is allowed to break the rules, a word is a certainty!"
The eleven disciples shouted excitedly, looking full of confidence.
Ten thousand feet away.
Long Niu stared at Yan Lan and Wu Se, and yelled, "Be careful!"
Yan Lan nodded, and the Yuan Shen operated, and all kinds of powers such as the Extreme Dao Holy Power, the Essence of the Thunder Yuan, and the Hand of the Death God operated faintly, grabbing the ground and merging the body with the earth.
Wu Se is his eyes slightly closed, his hands are closed, and the monk's robe is gently shaken, free and easy.
The dragon bull looked up to the sky and roared, and then opened his mouth, and immediately saw the vitality of heaven and earth converging towards his mouth.
A moment later, the air was rushing and the prairie was windy.
The majestic Yuan Force and Qi Flow were compressed in the body by the Dragon Niu, and because it was a matter of dignity, he would do his best at this moment to swallow the Yuan Qi to the extreme.
After ten breaths, Long Niu stopped absorbing vitality.
Immediately after, Long Niu's eyes widened, looking directly at Yan Lan and Wuse.
"Roaring ......"
It seems that thousands of dragons are chanting together, and it is like ten thousand oxen mooing together, and the sound of Huanghuang is wrapped in the momentum of pushing mountains and seas, and it goes straight to Yanlan and Wuse.
"Hoo ......"
Yan Lan only felt that his vision in front of him was distorted, and the waves of qi were rolling in, like an almost substantial ancient bell pressing towards him, and suddenly his clothes were hunting, and his hair was fluttering violently.
Immediately afterwards, the force of the blow became stronger and stronger, as if a god-man's hand pressed on Yan Lan's chest, domineeringly pressing him backwards.
Yan Lan felt that her breathing became heavy, as if her soul was about to be blown out of her body.
"The strength is not weak, but it is impossible to shake me!"
Yan Lan's gaze froze, the soul devouring vortex reversed majestically, and suddenly, hundreds of small death hands, along the limbs and hundreds of remains, swam to the soles of their feet, formless and substantial, violently grasping the earth.
At this moment, Yan Lan could not see anything abnormal on the outside, in fact, he was like an old tree rooted in 10,000 years, intertwined and endless, and inseparable from the earth.
At this time, Wuse's hands were folded, and the monk's robe was also hunting, and I saw him reciting scriptures, and his body was faintly emitting golden light, and the earth within three zhang was shining with a slight golden glow.
The violent air currents completely enveloped Yan Lan and Wu Se, and at the same time, it also cut off the sight of Cangcang and the eleven disciples, and even tore apart the spiritual consciousness they probed into it.
The corners of Long Niu's mouth raised, and he said in a low voice: "This is my strongest blow of Long Niu, don't say that the two of you, even if you are in front of the high mountain, and there is a large mountain protection array under the Wuyan Distraction Stage monks, under my breath, you will destroy the mountain and move!"
Long Niu's voice reached the ears of Cangcang and the eleven disciples.
Cang Cang's eyebrows were tightly locked, but the eleven disciples were dancing with their eyebrows, shaking their heads and shaking their heads, almost cheering.
After six breaths, the qi wave slowly weakened.
Ten breaths later, the qi wave dissipated, and everyone's eyes and spiritual sense poured into the place where Yan Lan and Wu Se had been standing.
After blinking, several gasps echoed over the grassland space.
"How is it possible, they ...... The two of them really haven't moved a single step!"
"This ...... This doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense! Is it an illusion?"
"Did I see it wrong, that my eyes and spiritual sense deceived me, what did you see?"
"I saw the two of them, still standing still!"
"Could it be that Senior Brother Longniu did it on purpose?"
"Oh my God, how is this possible, I'm going crazy!"
“......”
The eleven disciples thumped their chests and stunned, and the expressions on their faces were more ugly than eating flies.
(To be continued.) )