Chapter 550

Yan Zhaoge and Beiming show their arms separately, in the same way that the cloud in the sacred spear of Beiming stabs Lin Qiancheng.

After all, the spear made of Feng Jingsheng's backbone and white bone essence is not a real weapon and can only be used temporarily.

But at the moment, it is also majestic to replace gun with fist and turn gun technique into boxing.

Lin Qiancheng practices the magic formula of illusion. Hard work is not a strong point. Now he is in a weak period, and he can't resist the sharp edge of the northern hell magic gun.

Where the front of the gun is surging, Lin Qiancheng's body is like a black shadow, and it suddenly shakes like a wave of water, as if it will be torn.

He didn't dare to stay. He turned into a group of black shadows and fled to the distance and the lost sea.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes narrowed for a while, but he didn't stop. He urged Beiming to continue pursuing.

Lin Qiancheng is in the heyday, simple than speed, also not as Yan Zhaoge's Beiming separation.

So although he tried to escape, he could not escape Yan Zhaoge's pursuit.

However, there seems to be a special treasure in Lin Qiancheng's hands. When Yan Zhaoge and Beiming are chasing each other too closely, Lin Qiancheng's hands will flash with light.

Yan Zhaoge looked carefully, it seemed to be a round bead.

This bead, like the eyes of a dragon, becomes condensed and shows the shape of a real dragon every time it flickers. It helps Lin Qiancheng stop Yan Zhaoge.

It's like finishing touch.

The eyes of the Dragon flicker for a moment, and the air of the real dragon around them is thick and condensed.

After being separated by Beiming of yanzhaoge, it was transformed into smoke and mist again. However, with the longan in linqiancheng's hand flickering again, the surrounding clouds and mist were reunited again.

In this way, with the help of the strange treasure, Lin Qiancheng stumbled into the deepest part of the lost sea.

According to the general cognition of the great world of the sea, when we arrive at this place, we need to pay attention to the strong martial saint, and seldom set foot in it.

Yan Zhaoge did not hesitate to follow Lin Qiancheng closely with Beiming, stepping on this dangerous place where people are rarely seen.

When you get here, you can feel the real dragon's Qi is more rich, which makes people feel that there is a real real real dragon hidden in the surrounding clouds.

Yan Zhaoge thinks about it, and then sees the dark shadow in front of Lin Qiancheng falling down to the sea and diving into the sea.

Beiming's body is separated and the sea water is separated, but there is a deep abyss below.

Lin Qiancheng's body shape is integrated into it, and gradually disappeared.

But Beiming separated with Yan Zhaoge all the way down to catch up with Lin Qiancheng.

Lin Qiancheng looks back at Yan Zhaoge, two palms one point, shooting out from afar, not to chase the soldiers, but to shake the surrounding abyss.

In the abyss, a large amount of black gas suddenly came out, even like a dragon, attacking Yan Zhaoge and Beiming separately.

Yan Zhaoge took a look at these black Qi, and realized that they were all vigorous vitality. Instead, they turned into dead Qi. How vigorous the life force was before their death, and how heavy the meaning of death now is, almost suffocating.

Majestic death, as if to devour the life here, let them also enter the death together, stay here forever.

Yan Zhaoge said to himself, "no wonder it's a place of great ferocity. Few people step on it."

Once upon a time, no one can tell the origin of the dead Qi here, but Yan Zhaoge now knows it. The source of this extremely strong dead Qi is probably the place where the dragons buried their bones.

Dragon is born with powerful Qi and blood. Young dragons have strong physique and vitality.

When a dragon dies, it can produce great death, let alone bury its bones.

When Lin Qiancheng arrived here, he felt like a fish in water. He was in a weak period, and his strength seemed to recover gradually.

Yan Zhaoge knows that this is the magic skill of magic formula, which is good at plundering the essence of life.

Although there is boundless dead Qi here, there is a transformation of vital spirit and spirit. Lin Qiancheng can absorb dead Qi into the body in a short time, but it promotes strength.

Yan Zhaoge's face did not change. Beiming split his arms, cut off the black air like a dragon, and then rushed to linqiancheng.

Lin Qiancheng turns around and fights with Beiming's iron fist!

When the two martial saints fought each other, the violent air suddenly spread to the four surrounding areas, even dispelling the black air in the abyss, making a vacuum world appear in the abyss.

The strength of both sides has been pushed to the extreme, and the magic formula of illusion is hard to fight against the northern hell magic gun.

Beiming's separate body is like the right hand carved from white jade. At this time, it completely loses luster and water, and becomes bony, shriveled and withered. It looks like a corpse.

And Lin Qiancheng's right arm, turned into a vague shadow, tried to dispel the powerful power of the northern hell magic gun, but finally it exploded and completely broke!

Between a move, the two sides will fight in vain!

Beiming takes a deep breath, silently carries Xuangong, and the real yuan flows. His right hand is still dry, but a little more bloodstained and a little fuller.

When Lin Qiancheng saw this, he gave a low hum, turned around again, and went on to dive under the abyss.

Yan Zhaoge and Beiming keep up with each other.

Both sides stop and stop, all the way down, the dead air around is more and more strong, that is, Lin Qiancheng also dare not easily absorb into the body, otherwise he may die at any time.

Walking, Lin Qiancheng suddenly stopped.

Then he suddenly raised his hand and a stream of light flickered in the sky.

It is the longan that stands out.

Yan Zhaoge's heart was filled with awe, and then he saw the black gas gathering crazily, focusing on the longan, and finally turning into a huge black dragon.

The black dragon has only one eye, but at this moment, it seems that the real dragon is resurrected.

It's frightening to see the terrible power coming. It's just the same with Nian Chen's urging the holy soldier Jiulong.

But what's worse is still to come.

Lin Qiancheng raised his hands continuously, and eight dragon eyes flew out. Then he gathered the great dead air in the abyss and turned them into eight huge black dragons!

A total of nine one eyed Black Dragons roared wildly, interwoven and sealed the whole abyss.

Yan Zhaoge separated from Beiming, and Lin Qiancheng were locked by nine powerful black dragons.

Only in a moment, Yan Zhaoge felt that his life essence seemed to be disappearing.

As you can see, the back half of the nine black dragons are buried under the abyss, and the tail of the Dragon seems to be connected with something.

In the dark abyss, there was a flash of light, and gradually formed a closed door.

These nine black dragons are circling. The tail of the dragon holds the gate and tries to open it!

The power of opening the door clearly stems from the life essence of Yan Zhaoge, Beiming Fen and Lin Qiancheng.

"Sacrifice?" Yan Zhaoge looks at Lin Qiancheng and sees that the other party has turned the magic formula of illusion to the extreme, and the whole person seems to be floating shadow, which does not exist in this world.

Nine one eyed Black Dragons devour the essence of life. For a while, they ignored this kind of Lin Qiancheng and turned to separate Yan Zhaoge and Beiming.

In particular, the martial saint's body, the vigorous Beiming separation, has become the main goal.

In the illusory black shadow, there came the ethereal voice of Lin Qiancheng: "to open the legendary dragon gate, we need to sacrifice great vitality, only the martial saint can do it."

"I can't open the door myself. I'm waiting for someone who is smart. It can be Zhao Chong, Lin Shi or you."

Yan Zhaoge said, "don't mention it. As you said, I can't open the door alone."