Big Dream Master

"drink!"

With a violent cry from the Qing Niu Jing's mouth, the blue light lingered on his arms, holding the mace tightly and slamming it down on the head, pressing it with a powerful force.

Shen Luo's gaze suddenly shrank, and the moonlight shattered under his feet, and his figure gave way to the side, avoiding the heavy blow of the mace dangerously and dangerously.

But just as the mace passed by, the green bull spirit grinned, but there was a smile of conspiracy. The blue light on the mace in his hand suddenly burst, like a spike. The cyan light cone pierced out of the head abruptly.

After sinking and avoiding it, blood burst into his chest, and the person was also blown out.

Seeing this, Qing Niu Jing didn't give him any chance to breathe, his feet exerted strength again, and he chased up in an instant, and slammed his head towards Shen Luo.

The sinking figure has not yet stood firm, and can only block it with a horizontal stick.

"Bang" loudly!

Shen Luo only felt his arms numb, and a huge force like Mount Tai's pressure penetrated down, directly flying him upside down, and fell heavily into the sinkhole.

A hundred-meter-high water wave suddenly blew up in the blue water pool, and the sinking was directly hit on the reef at the bottom of the pool.

The blue bull pressed tightly at every step, dived down again, making a seal with one hand, and the azure light swelled rapidly behind him, condensing a huge and incomparable body of the blue bull, following the downward momentum of its mace, towards The bottom of the pool crashed away.

At this moment, there was a roar from the water pool, and the entire Bitan water was evacuated almost instantly, condensed into a layered, lifelike water blue water dragon, with the dragon head raised high. Charged up and slammed into the face of the blue cow. .

In the body of the Jiaolong, sinking both hands holding a stick, his figure stood upright, and the scar on his chest had been repaired as before.

His eyes condensed, his feet stomped swiftly, his arms began to dance quickly, and the shadows began to condense outside his body.

Finally, the small mountain-like green cow face and the river-like flood dragon countered each other, and slammed together heavily.

"Boom" with a loud bang, shook the mountains and forests.

The blue water dragon collapsed first, exploded into the sky and turned into a rainstorm.

The Green Bull's method was unstoppable, hitting heavily, and went straight to the sinking. The Green Bull spirit in the phantom was also tight, holding the mace in both hands, and was about to kill the sinking.

Shen Luo's gaze condensed and the corner of his mouth sneered. There were layers of stick shadows outside his body, but like a golden light curtain covering his whole body, he violently smashed through the blue bull's facial expression, and rushed to face the blue bull spirit.

"Die."

With a burst of shout from Qing Niu Jing's mouth, his whole body's strength instantly poured into the mace, causing a layer of black light that was like a substance to condense on the head of the stick, causing the void to be a little distorted.

Shen Luo also made a burst of shouts, and the long stick danced and slashed upwards.

In an instant, the sixty-four stick figures shrouded all around him began to fly backwards quickly, overlapping and superimposing into one, and an unprecedented huge force was condensed in it, turning into a golden giant stick, rushing straight up the sky. Away.

"Splashing the sky and chaotic..." Qing Niu Jing caught a glimpse of this scene, and finally recalled the long-lasting memory in his mind.

However, before the color of horror in his eyes dissipated, two powerful forces had already collided heavily.

"Rumble..."

There was a continuous explosion of sound, and the blue light mixed with the golden light burst into one place, like a brightly colored sun rising in the tiankeng.

At the same time as it erupted, a wave of scorching air surgingly rolled around, instantly exploding the tiankeng of hundreds of meters into dozens of gaps as deep as hundreds of meters.

Qi Lianmi and others retreated, but they were still inevitably affected and beaten to pieces.

In the chaos, the blasted Qiankun furnace "buzzed" and whirled against a mountain wall. The huge impact force made the entire furnace body directly embedded on the mountain wall.

At the mouth of the dumping furnace, a scarlet fire spirit fell out, brightening and dimming in the smoke and flickering.

Not far away, Huo De Xingjun saw this, and immediately rushed to Huo Jing.

He couldn't hide the surprise in his heart, immediately pinched the magic formula with his hands, chanted the mantra, and began to operate his refined fire magic supernatural powers.

With the sound of chanting in his mouth, after his body was banned, the few remaining mana began to turn, the whole cheeks began to turn red, and ancient runes began to appear on the brows and forehead.

At the same time, the seven Acacia needles lighted up at the same time on several key points such as Qihaitanzhong Fugu, and a layer of black death began to spread, submerging half of his body. .

Huo De Xingjun's brows were twisted into lumps, and his face was full of pain, but he never stopped running his mana.

Seeing that the black death breath had spread up along his neck and was about to flow toward his craniofacial face, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a flame vortex appeared in his throat, directly inhaling the fire spirit into his abdomen.

As the fire spirit of the real fire of Samadhi entered his stomach, the painful expression on Jun Huo Dexing's face became more intense, but his eyes were hard to conceal his joy.

But for a moment, the position of his chest and abdomen began to turn red, and a layer of blazing flames "boomed" out of his body, enveloping him.

But the seven Acacia needles on his chest, abdomen and acupuncture points shattered and turned into ashes under the burning flames.

"Haha..." Huo De Xingjun clenched his fists with both hands and laughed happily.

It's just that when his gaze fell on the suspended figure above, the laughter couldn't help but stop abruptly, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help thinking of the unruly guy who made trouble in the heaven.

At this time, Shen Luo was standing in the air, holding Zhenhai's iron rod in his hand, his body slightly rickety, panting violently.

Although the Splashing Chaos Stick is exquisite, it needs to be forced to gain momentum when it is used, and the load on the body is also very large~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is already very difficult for him to press the stick to eight or sixty-four sticks .

Shen Luo noticed the sight of Lord Huo De Xingjun from below, turned around and looked down, grinning at him.

"A bit like, but very different..." Huo De Xingjun muttered to himself with a smile on his face.

At this moment, a golden light flashed in the upper void, and Huo De Xingjun suddenly felt that it was not good. When he wanted to remind him, it was too late.

I saw the golden light trace from behind Shen Shen, and instantly tied it in place.

Shen Luo's body's mana suddenly disappeared, and his figure plummeted from a high altitude, and fell on the already shattered island of Tan Xin.

Immediately afterwards, a figure fell from the sky, holding a mace, stomping heavily on Shen Luo's shoulder, and slammed half of his body into the ground with a "bang".

At this time, the green bull spirit was covered in blood, and the armor on his body was tattered and looked very miserable. His eyes were dark red and bloodshot, and he looked extremely angry.