Under the rolling wind, the torrential rain falls on the yellowish light curtain around the challenge arena, revealing countless dense ripples. It looks beautiful and amazing.
Call the wind and call the rain. These two skills seem to be perfect. They can be used together! Seeing this, ye Lingfeng's eyes suddenly changed. After performing the secret art of breathing wind, he felt that this art seemed to have a certain reaction with the secret art of calling rain.
It is not only Ye Lingfeng, but also Fang Wuyan's surprise and uncontrollable joy. Obviously, he also found this detail.
But at the moment, ye Lingfeng can't think about it any more. At the moment when the secret skill of breathing wind lifts the raindrops, his whole body moves like a dragon in the shape of a human, pounding in the magnetic field.
This is a terrible collision. Under the magnetic field, the gravity around him has been greatly improved. Every step of Ye Lingfeng's stride and every blow is like a million jin shackle on his body. It's very difficult.
"Douzi Jue!" However, he was not afraid. He urged his fighting spirit to an unparalleled level. He bravely kept pounding with the heavy invisible shackles and tried to disturb the magnetic field.
Under the constant impact, ye Lingfeng found that every old force was about to be exhausted. Along the deepest part of his blood, a new force was born, which enabled him to make the most terrible attack.
"It's abnormal that he should forge himself in this terrible magnetic field, squeeze his potential and release new force!"
"It's not human. Under such circumstances, he still wants to forge. Is he a fierce beast in ancient times?"
The crowd soon discovered Ye Lingfeng's abnormality, opened his mouth and whispered constantly, looking at him like a freak.
He hammered his body with such a terrible magnetic gravity field to squeeze his potential. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, Fang Wuya couldn't believe it. But all these things appeared in front of him now.
"Kill With a roar that seemed to shatter the sky, ye Lingfeng stepped forward with one foot, and then hit forward with a blow.
Boom! The terrible shadow of the fist burst out, and it was Sheng Sheng who tore up the extremely heavy magnetic gravity field and hit Fang Wuya. But at the moment of Ye Lingfeng, but also not better, the whole body scar, blood dripping.
"Magnetic explosion!" The shadow of the fist came whistling, and Fang Wuyan's back broke into a layer of cold sweat. There was a feeling that he had half stepped into the gate of death. Without thinking, he was prompted by his hands and hit yuanci hill with a magic power.
Boom! Boom! Boom! At the moment when the voice fell, the rippling number one magnet in the sky suddenly became distorted in the air. Then, like fireworks, countless fine stars suddenly scattered and fell heavily towards Ye Lingfeng.
Every star is the force of the yuan magnetism, which is completely exploded. Every star is like a bright burning meteor across the sky, whistling at Ye Lingfeng with irresistible force.
All over the sky, it seems that the magnetic stars are trying to push the Yeling wind into the deepest underground. Each star's brush, all take out a deep bloodstain on the leaf Lingfeng body, even have some bloodstains all exposed the moriran white bone.
What's more terrible is that the meta magnetic explosion not only has the impact force focusing on the critical moment, but also has a strange force which is indescribable. This kind of force is like something drawing Ye Lingfeng's body. The Qi and blood in the meridians, like a river into the sea, are pulled out of the wound.
"Six samsara!" With the last breath of blood in his body, ye Lingfeng suddenly waved his fist. In a moment, a force of life and death swept the field. The force of the magnetic storm all over the sky was as if it had been fixed, and he could not enter.
Then, a sense of terrible death surged out and enveloped Fang Wuya in an instant. That kind of power, like being covered by countless invisible hands, made him feel no vitality, and seemed to be dragged into the boundless darkness.
He has no doubt that if this power continues, he will be brought into reincarnation.
"I give up!" In the mouth one mouthful blood spurts out, along the square boundless mouth corner, slowly way out two words. These two times, just like the exhaustion of his whole body's strength, let him suddenly become tired up, cheek also lost luster.
When ye Lingfeng heard the news, his blood changed, and the power of the six samsara turned around. There was no limit to the wrong direction, and he pounded out of the arena.
Boom! The terrible power of reincarnation suddenly dispersed and hit heavily on the yellowish light curtain around the challenge arena. The intense breath made the light curtain twist wildly, and countless ripples of light rippled. After a long time, everything was calm.
"An era is over, a myth is over, a new era is beginning, and a new myth is born..."
I don't know how long it's been, but suddenly someone makes a sound in the silent crowd.
Just as this person said, in the past, the golden elixir realm of Langya Pavilion always respected Fang Wuya. For a long time, people even doubted that it would be maintained forever. But today, ye Lingfeng defeated Fang Wuya.This means that since then, the era of boundless square has ended, and the new era of Ye Lingfeng has come!
After this battle, no matter what the final result of Ye Lingfeng in Yuanying list, he must be recognized by all as the number one in the golden elixir realm of Langya Pavilion. No one can replace this position, and no one has the ability to replace it.
"Defeated I lost Admit defeat yourself... " Fang Wuya mumbles to himself, his eyes are gray, and the whole person is as old as countless years in a moment, with unspeakable loneliness and grief in his voice.
Although he knew that he might not be the opponent of Ye Lingfeng, the perfect elixir, he did not expect that the defeat would be so tragic, and ye Lingfeng beat him to the point where he would admit defeat and abstain.
This time, his journey has come to an end, and his era has come to an end.
"You did lose, but you did not believe that the road is wrong, the choice of the perfect elixir is not wrong!" Ye Lingfeng walked slowly to Fang Wuya, stretched out his hand to pull him from the ground, his eyes were firm and said: "go on, you will have such a day too!"
Ye Lingfeng is not comforting Fang Wuya, but after this battle, he really thinks Fang Wuya has the possibility of forming a perfect golden elixir. There is a way for everything to escape. How can Xuantian's secret method be the only way to the perfect golden elixir? With boundless fortune and temperament, he may not have the possibility to achieve the perfect golden elixir in the future.