Chapter 395 Fierce Beast Divine Might
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The tide is hundreds of feet high, sweeping in all directions, the scene is so huge that it is already terrifying to the extreme, in a trance, as if the whole world will be destroyed by the huge waves.
Suddenly, a ray of light broke through the waves, rose hundreds of feet into the air, and manifested itself, which was the pale Qingyuan.
And just below, the waves were raging, but they began to boil again, so a large amount of water vapor white fog was produced, which spread for hundreds of miles and rose to the sky.
In an instant, the sea seemed to turn into a sea of clouds and mist.
And the one who boiled the seawater, let the water vapor rise, and the clouds and mist covered it were naturally the creatures in the flames - Yan Zun.
Qing Yuan stood tall in the air, looking down with a solemn expression.
But in the vast water vapor mist, there was a huge fiery red figure, which gradually emerged.
Yan Zun rose above the sea, with four hooves with claw tips, standing on the surface of the sea, its huge body was burly and majestic, like a mountain.
A monstrous, terrifying giant head, looking up.
So the pair of eyes glowing with flames fell on Qingyuan in the sky.
Qing Yuan's heart suddenly froze, and he couldn't help but clench the white jade ruler, but the right hand holding the white jade ruler still seemed to tremble a little.
This is exactly the injury after the previous head-on fight with Yan Zun.
However, standing on the surface of the sea, Yan Zun, who seemed to be in the clouds, even if he had a divine body, could not say how much advantage he had, after all, Qingyuan also had the power of a dragon, a dragon, a cow and a tiger.
It's just that carefully speaking, after the collision of the white jade ruler of Shicai Qingyuan and Yan Zun, it was Yan Zun who had the upper hand after all.
The waves are still howling.
The original island has been submerged in it.
Qing Yuan's gaze fell on the location of the original isolated island, a little heavier, but at this moment, he was not allowed to think too much, so his gaze just swept over, and then fell on Yan Zun again.
Yanzun was shaped like a bison, but the divine body was terrifyingly huge, especially the layer of flames from itself on its body, red and yellow, hot and unbearable, wrapped around the body, but it was no longer from the immortal family's suppression, but a sign of its own mana release.
This posture makes it more and more threatening to see the gods in the fire.
At the beginning, Qingyuan was just the green cow he met in the Kanling River, and he was tall and tall, and he was already a behemoth, and his gods were awe-inspiring, but he was just ...... No matter how profound the Dao is, or the size of the body, or the depth of power, they are far from being comparable to the Yan Zun in front of him.
With a low howl.
Yan Zun raised his front hooves and walked slowly.
With each step, the body was raised a few points.
It was as if there was an invisible staircase in front of it.
Qingyuan took a deep breath, and the white jade ruler glowed crimson.
In the sky, there was a sudden thunderous explosion.
In the midst of the storm...... But I saw a thunderbolt rise suddenly.
......
"This junior...... This time the heel is not small, but I am afraid that I really want to put my life on the line. ”
Yan Xian slightly pulled away the gray and scattered hair, and a slight smile appeared on his face with slight wrinkles, "Yan Zun was originally a natural and earthly fire spirit, and he may not be higher than me in terms of Taoism, but because of his extraordinary background, there are few opponents between the same realms, and in terms of fighting skills, he is comparable to the realm of the Eight Heavens." Now that Yan Zun has taken off the shackles of the formation and suppressed it, even if this Qingyuan Fighting Method is extremely high, his own Dao is only the first to enter the Sixth Heaven after all...... Far from being able to compete with Yanzun......"
Before, he was quite afraid of this young man with a mysterious background and not too high Taoism, but his skills were ridiculously high, even if Yan Zunchu was out of trouble, he didn't dare to say that this young man would definitely die.
But when he looked at it carefully and thought about it carefully, he finally felt that it was ...... The young man must have died.
At this moment, in the yin and yang array, the water vapor clouds and mist were hazy, but it still couldn't hide Yan Xian's sight.
Yan Xian could see that this young man had no chance of winning, and even no hope of survival, unless he could borrow the power of the Yin Yang Array.
However, although the young man was able to slightly influence the Yin and Yang Formation and further reach the point of slightly manipulating it, he was not the person who set up the formation after all, and he did not hold a token that could control the formation...... He can only influence, at most, manipulate slightly, but he can't use all the formations for his own use.
After all, it was a formation arranged by the Immortal Family, and not anyone who had some attainment in the Yin and Yang Formation could completely manipulate the formation.
"It seems that the hatred of a hundred years of longevity, the hatred of evil magic hurting the body, is hopeless to seek justice with his own hands......"
Yan Xian said to himself: "It's okay to do this, it saves a lot of effort...... His fate now is also because before I left, I conveniently intercepted him and the woman in the formation, which can be regarded as a snow wash of shame through the hands of Yanzun......"
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In the Yin Yang Array, it fell into a white mist, until there was a beam of fire, piercing the sky, like a meteor.
This is Yan Zun's natural supernatural power, which comes from a beam of fire that bursts out from a single horn.
This beam of firelight was brilliant to the extreme, red and bright, like magma, and came in an instant.
Qingyuan had already comprehended the power, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and the ancient mirror reappeared in front of him with the movement of his heart.
The light of fire came in an instant, and it was falling on the mirror.
The mirror surface ripples.
So this beam of firelight hit the mirror, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, only a few ripples on the mirror.
Also at this moment, Qingyuan's mana was lost a lot.
And Yan Zun seemed to have nothing to do, and had risen to the sky.
"Eight Fire Dragon Dao!"
Kiyohara reached out and pressed it on the back of the ancient mirror.
Immediately, in the mirror surface of the ancient mirror, eight dragon heads poked out, and then a huge fiery red dragon body burst out, the scales were finely arranged, and the tail fin swayed endlessly.
After the blessing of the ancient mirror, the eight fire dragons became more and more fierce and headed towards Yan Zun.
Yan Zun stepped into the air, his body was full of flames, and in his eyes, killing intent and murderous intent were mixed together, revealing a bit of disdain.
In the middle of the sea, it has already destroyed an eight-headed fire dragon, and now there is another eight-headed fire dragon, what can it do?
However, after the fire dragon, another thunderbolt exploded.
The sky was stormy and thundery.
But Yan Zun's huge body surrounded by flames, under the wind, rain and thunder, before the eight fire dragons, was still as thick as a mountain, and had an unshakable might.
It is Qingyuan itself, which is also a little dull in addition to being dignified.
There was a loud bang, and all directions trembled.
The eight fire dragons couldn't hurt Yan Zun at all.
And the thunder in the wind and rain can't hurt Yanzun.
Yan Zun stepped into the air, gradually approaching.
The scorching breath almost enveloped Kiyohara.
......
As Yan Zun stepped into the air, the boiling tsunami below had stopped for a while, and the huge waves that had submerged the isolated island receded.
The island reappeared on the surface of the sea.
On the island, however, there is an iceberg.
In the transparent iceberg, there is a tall white figure.
Suddenly, countless cracks burst out on top of the iceberg, and then they collapsed, and countless broken ice blocks burst out in all directions.
Lu Yushuang revealed from it, her breath was weak, and the little frost on her left hand was still the same.
It was this frost that condensed the waves that rushed to the isolated island into an iceberg, protecting her in the middle.
But at this moment, she knew in her heart that this frost should not be left in her hands.
So she raised her hand, a little frost, and suddenly broke through the air and went towards Qingyuan. (To be continued.) )