Chapter 592

"Broken!"

The spear stood upright, the tip of the spear to the, and the next moment, just listen to Ye Vatican's mouth roar, and the lightning circulation has quickly erupted from ye Vatican's body.

"Burning God armor!"

Roar

In the mysterious chirp, a terrible fire dragon emanated from ye Fantian's body.

His eyes were full of magic light and expanded to a hundred meters in an instant.

When his fingers moved, a red flame surrounded his body, and the next moment, it seemed that his whole body was filled with gold, which completely shrouded Ye Fantian's body.

The whirlpool was surrounded, and the vigorous Qi overflowed. Ye Fantian's fingers seemed to be a sharp sword, sending out a rapid trembling. The ripples in the space began to spread rapidly centered on his fingers.

"Oh..."

Like a tiger or a dragon, the sound was torn. From the spine of Ye Fantian, a golden red liquid began to slide. The next moment, a clear tail appeared like this.

Hoo

The air flow spread fiercely at this moment, and many mysterious illusions around were pushed out hundreds of meters in the spread of the air flow.

The burning God armor was presented to the world for the first time.

The long tail of the burning flame burst out suddenly and curled fiercely towards the back.

Peng

Move the gun again!

Hiss

"Oh..."

A scream full of rage and madness was generated, but the distance between Ye Fantian and Rong Zhihao was shortened again.

Rong Zhihao's eyes are wide open. The war in front of him has seen all the damage around him. If time can go back, he vowed that he would never do anything that is enough to make him regret all his life, but time can't go back. Now he just looks forward to Ye Fantian's defeat and the best death.

In this way, he may be able to escape this disaster. He has long ignored the throne. As long as he is immortal, everything is good, everything is perfect and exciting

But looking at Ye Fantian in front of him, he still couldn't help shivering!

Terrible!

Secret!

Holy!

Freak!

Many nouns flashed away in Rong Zhihao's heart.

At this time, ye Vatican's whole body was tightly surrounded by the fire red armor. The scales were so mysterious, and the most terrible thing was the swinging tail behind him.

A pair of purple wings spread out slowly and saw the appearance of the purple wings. Even the priest's face couldn't help showing a touch of greed, but it was only a normal reaction. It disappeared after a flash.

Bai Siyu's face was not calm. He had already made a high evaluation of Ye Fantian in this fight, but he found that he was still wrong. In front of him, ye Fantian was a monster like guy. The endless means would not be the unique skill of the demon palace, but ye Fantian showed the same ease with ease.

Terrible! Terrible!

Ye Fantian's face was serious. Looking at the strange creature opposite, he was shocked. The priest of heaven luck was surprised at him. Is he not so.

The creatures in front of us are really too big. They are strange, amazing and irresistible.

The ice blue Python on his upper body circled and danced, and the mysterious snake pupil stared at Ye Fantian closely, while below, a strange Black Turtle was looking at him with a pair of eyes that seemed simple and honest, but actually full of bloodthirsty breath.

His limbs strongly supported his body, so it reached a terrible volume of 100 meters. It's hard to imagine that the fierce move just now was emitted by it.

"Xuanwu?"

Yes, this posture, this volume and that inexplicable pressure are not the image of the Xuanwu divine beast. Look at the Tianyun priest at this time. After summoning the evil Xuanwu, his face has turned pale to the extreme. Even his long hair began to show a milky white state inch by inch, and his face was haggard, The skin on the face began to see clearly that it was getting old.

"Hoo Hoo..."

The heavy gasp could not be contained. It was obvious that the power used to summon the evil Xuanwu was too terrible.

A few miles away, more than a dozen terrible figures are frantically rushing towards this side, and they have long seen the amazing posture of soaring into the sky.

Tianzhiyu, Bai Aoqing, even Chihuang Wushen, Jingwang, and hell are staring at the king of killing heaven and the king of breaking heaven with rather poor eyes.

"Hum..."

Unable to vent, the two could only hum fiercely, but their faces were quite ugly. In particular, King Wu of Shatian, as the head of the three national protection masters, he knew too much about the skills of his two brothers. The mysterious image of the divine beast on the sky was particularly clear, and there were bursts of roars in his vigorous Qi.

That kind of terrible pressure is enough to explain that the third brother has used his own forbidden art at this time.

"Evil Xuanwu!"

King Sha tianwu said quietly and solemnly.

"Evil Xuanwu..."

Secretly roared, and the next moment their speed accelerated again.

But the king of the broken sky, who was dressed in a linen robe, knew very well that the situation had reached an extremely critical moment.

All kinds of information about evil Xuanwu flashed in my mind.

Evil Xuanwu is the forbidden art of the fortune priest. In itself, as the high priest of the glorious kingdom of heaven, this means or cultivation method already belongs to the forbidden art. Once it is used, all kinds of costs consumed are not what ordinary people are willing to try.

The strength of evil Xuanwu is enough to be comparable to that of a top Wuwang level top-grade strongman. In particular, once summoned, all kinds of energy consumed by the whole body includes a large degree of life.

How terrible the battle should be if you can force your third brother to use this evil Xuanwu.

After thinking of these, how fast they don't get up

Peng

Every time the claw of evil Xuanwu caught it, there were bursts of violent explosion and fragmentation on the ground. At this time, there were terrible cracking marks on the ground.

"Wu Wang level top-grade peak... This should be the most terrible means of the other party!"

Ye Fantian's face showed a clear color, but his heart was shocked to the extreme. If this person's strength was a few points stronger, or reached the level of King Wu, wouldn't it mean that the other party had enough to summon the guys at the level of King Wu?

But after looking at the other party's pale appearance and old changes, he was more aware of how amazing the price was!

Pop pop

The flame burst and began to burn. Ye Fantian even took back the snow flowing magic gun.

When he reached the level of Wu Jun, he completely ignored the other party's terrible means, but in order to deter and kill Rong Zhihao, he had killed the people in front of him!

There was a look of surprise in his turbid eyes. The priest Tianyun was more and more surprised. Ye Fantian was a strong man at the king level, but now his evil Xuanwu strength was enough to compare with the top level of the king level. However, on Ye Fantian's face, he didn't see many expressions such as disappointment, fear and so on. Some were just endless calm!

He really didn't understand what the other party had to do.

But he caught the cold murderous intention of the other party towards himself.

"Tyrant Dragon Seal boxing!" is the essence of all the tricks I have conceived from martial arts until now. I learned all the martial arts essence in my whole body and integrated it into this set of boxing, and you... Enough pride!

Ye Fantian murmured to himself.

"Created by...!"

The priest's mouth couldn't help crying.

Self created, but powerful people can only have this qualification after understanding through long-term experience accumulation. Basically, the probability of appearing among Wuwang level strong people is very small.

Even among the strong at the level of Wu Jun, there are few possibilities, but the boy in front of him, the 17-year-old boy, has such means.

"Bashi Dragon Seal fist! Bashi dragon shakes the world!"

A dragon chant slowly came out of Ye Vatican's mouth. In the middle of the next moment, Vatican's body had begun to change greatly, and the whole person seemed to be incarnated into a long dragon.

The faint dragon shaped power began to show behind Ye Vatican, and then became more and more clear. It was only a few breathing times, but the Dragon posture was towering and rolling in the air like the world, and the sound of dragon singing resounded through the world.

The terrible pressure, the powerful Longwei, like the explosion of hundreds of millions of tons of explosives, trembled rapidly around, the space trembled, everything disappeared, and the Dragon chanted constantly under one punch!

"Evil Xuanwu... Go!"

It seemed to be a God's pressure, which made the priest's face suddenly change wildly, the robe waved, and the voice in his mouth began to become sharp.

Oh

Boom

In the boiling of the ground, like the energy of buried volcanoes, everything began to converge upward within a radius of 10000 meters, and the two great energies rushed towards the middle and surged wildly

Boom

Heaven and earth change!

Sky dance! Big crack!

The energy of the two people rubbed fiercely together, which belongs to the roar of the divine beast Xuanwu and the long chant of the divine dragon

A large amount of energy fell one after another, but then more energy gathered again

The energy of the body was absorbed by the evil Xuanwu. The next moment, the body of the priest began to crumble, but the next moment, ye Fantian began to attack him crazily