Chapter 892

Burning sound of the mouth low and medium to shout a way: "voice soul, knot sound!" With the low and hoarse voice, a gloomy and strange barrier composed of musical notes came down from the sky. The black smoke filled in front of the barrier, and the burnt voice concealed by the Jieyin barrier showed a confident smile.

The defense level of Sheng Po Jie Yin has reached a very strong defense level, which can also be said to be one of the top defense skills of Sheng Po. From this point, we can see that this burning sound has amazing spirit talent. At least, it is not possible for anyone to develop this level of Sheng Po defense. It can also indirectly show his amazing wisdom.

When Leng Wuchen sees the Jieyin barrier, he already knows that no matter whether the twelve blades can break the defense or not, their power will be greatly reduced when they reach the front of the burning sound.

Twelve shadows like black light fall on the super defense of the barrier at the same time. After being blocked again, the twelve shadows without trace shake at the same time, and the expression on his face becomes more and more dignified. He seems to be able to imagine the scornful ridicule on the other side of the barrier.

Leng Wuhen secretly adjusts his state. Because he has experienced many successive wars, he is afraid that he has already died of exhaustion. However, Leng Wuhen regards it as a part of cultivating his willpower. Only in this way can he become stronger. Only through constant fighting and constant challenges can he become stronger. There is no dangerous practice. That is not practice, that is practice Children's play, want to be strong, which is not the body of countless strong and onto the peak!

If you can understand this truth, in fact, your mind can be based on the real ranks of the strong. A fresh, flowing, black ember gas was slowly released from the fingertips. It was scattered but not gathered, like clouds, like fog, and gradually merged with the Black Mist tightly held by the palm of the hand.

The black ember gas and the black fog interweave to form a brand-new burning ember gas, which slowly invades and goes away with the burning heat and vitality. The sound barrier in sight was originally cracked by the destructive force of the twelve blades.

Now the black ember gas suddenly like a bunch of penetration is very strong embroidery needle general, Lin Li incomparably penetrated the whole barrier. At the moment when burning sound exerts all its strength to build the sound barrier, it is accompanied by the roar.

Twelve black ember gases, which were already irresistible, were destroyed like meteors. When they came into contact with Jieyin barrier, they suddenly changed. Countless roots like substances slowly penetrated from the energy inside the barrier, and gradually formed thick vines on the Jieyin barrier to wrap them.

Teng vine churning endlessly, only to see a pile of lush trees growing on the sound barrier, vine is still growing like crazy, a huge explosion, cold traceless attack disappeared. After feeling the cold and traceless attack dissipate, burning sound continuously injects its own ember gas into the junction sound barrier.

"What is the ability? Rattan spirit Leng Wuhen saw the follow-up ability of burning sound with his own eyes, and then suddenly burst out a touch of light in his eyes. The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he said to himself in disbelief.

This guy has rattan spirit, harmony spirit, cell regeneration has been divided, and there is a netherworld flute. Leng Wuchen really can't imagine that he has hidden so many abilities. It's no wonder that the enemies in the sea have no way to take him.

The spirits of Yunyan Empire, who are a little far away from Leng Wuchen's battle with Fuyin, are also so excited. As the guardians of Yunyan, they have been cheering for Fuyin since the beginning of the battle. Because Leng Wuchen is an intruder in their eyes, and huoyin is naturally the one waiting for the clouds!

Seeing such a scene, the other side's vine has covered his sight. The sweat on Leng Wuhen's forehead drips down his face to his robe. Twelve black shadows stay in front of the vine. But how could Leng Wuhen give up attack so easily? Even if Leng Wuhen's defense is Leng Wuhen's strongest defense, Leng Wuhen's defense is deep The best defense is attack!

Cold traceless, trapped in a crazy war of attrition, can't resist the firmness of the vines. In order to maintain its defense, burning sound madly inputs an endless stream of Ember gas into it.

In this way, it is no doubt that the least maintenance and consumption of burning sound is the most important thing. Leng wutrace's aura will be consumed greatly. Leng wutrace, who attacks actively, feels that the aura of his body is slowly losing. For Leng wutrace, the state of twelve shadows is a process of consuming aura and ember.

When Leng Wuchen couldn't attack each other for a long time, they both froze with each other. Leng Wuchen's heart was extremely hot and dry. He told himself that he couldn't give up the opportunity. He roared hysterically: "shadow soul, soul erosion!" Twelve shadows go crazy at the same time, the original black shadow suddenly has a layer of horniness similar to floating light.

Then there was a very strong light shining here. The black ember gas and Leng Wuchen's own edge twisted and melted together. In the next second, twelve black shadow light masses slowly emerged, and their power suddenly soared. The original black shadow with a radius of several meters instantly transformed into a black ball the size of a football. The black light was dazzling, and reflected with the faint light of the moonlight.

The deafening sound of Weng Ming suddenly sounded here, and the burst of light instantly submerged Leng Wuhen and Fen Yin. The heat wave was rolling, and the air was restless. Countless spirituals in the center of the imperial capital were stunned to look forward to the battlefield. The ability of these two people had completely exceeded their cognition, and even reached a certain degree beyond their cognition.At the moment when the twelve black light spheres burst out, countless spirits subconsciously covered their eyes. Outside the battlefield, the spirits of the Empire, who were concerned about the safety of the burning sound, could not help but feel nervous. When the dazzling light dispersed, the battlefield showed its original appearance.

"Yes Leng Wuchen raised his hand and tore off the damaged robe of his upper body. There was a clear wound on his chest that had been injured by the burning sound before. He curved his mouth and looked at the burning sound in his sight.

At this time, the burning sound is extremely embarrassed, the black eyes are covered with blood, the pupil takes the faint light that makes people feel cold, the corners of the mouth are twitching, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of hot blood from the mouth.

Snake skin like face because of excessive blood loss makes him look more terrible, gently extend the tip of the tongue, lick the blood on the chin into the mouth, his pupil is constantly twisted, malicious looking at Lengwu trace, cold voice said: "this feeling really makes me very unhappy!"