Chapter 487： Wen Dao Zhan Xu Xian

Wuwei didn't expect Song Ning to say so much in one breath, he sneered: "Don't talk nonsense, I will put it down today. If you don't bow down to salute, then today you will lack arms and legs, but Dao Xiaoshen dies! "

The surrounding city owners are looking forward to it. They now hope that Wuwei will play a fight with Song Ning, so that they can either let them know Song Ning's true strength, or they can give Wuwei a lesson. If they can lose both sides, they will be more happy.

But Wuwei doesn't know, Wuwei is now anxious to stand up for power and eager to face, regardless of Song Ning's words.

Song Ning heard the words and smiled coldly: "Are you ... excessive?"

"If you find yourself dead, then don't blame me." Wu Wei's eyes cooled: "Today, the same Wen Dao monk talks so much nonsense, and I can be kind to you."

Everyone looked at Wuwei with a smile, just thinking that this person was really stupid.

Song Ning's voice was low. At this moment, a force of domain spread around him: "I said so much with a dead person today, and it's a strange thing."

Between the words, Song Ning's feet rippled, and when the ripples opened, the ground under Song Ning's feet instantly changed to black and white. This is the movement of Yin and Yang Pisces, and every movement of Yin and Yang Pisces will make you feel When distracted by the cold, this Yin-Yang Pisces is like Tai Chi, the scope is getting bigger and bigger, and it has spread for a few miles in a moment.

Song Ning is standing in the center of this Tai Chi, his left eye is cold and his right eye is flame. At this moment he is standing there, just like heaven and earth, only him.

Wuwei was terrified and lost his voice: "This is ... the three types of Yuyu under the eighth step of Xuantian's blessing. Demon Cloud Dao used to be named" Lianyu "!"

At this moment, even if he did nothing, he felt the call of death under his feet. His figure still floating in mid-air had a downward trend. In this refining domain, even the fairy power circulating in his body was at this moment. There was a state of stagnation. In this refining domain, the sound of ghosts crying and howling came like a direct blow to his soul.

"You are a demon disciple of Moyun Dao!" Wuwei finally showed fear on his face at this moment. He majored in souls. If he faced others, faced with other immortal attacks, he would not be so scared, but he was facing this When refining the domain, the stronger his soul is, the more he will be attracted by the breath of death below.

Song Ning showed no expression on his face, turned his hands, and pointed out **** in a row toward Wu Wei.

Breaking the air!

Song Ning's broken finger has been rarely used. Two consecutive blows to break the empty finger, there was a burst of spiritual power in the air. When this spiritual power broke out, it was rushed towards Wuwei, as if to break Wuwei, then, in Song When Ning's second finger came out, a more rapid spiritual force pushed the previous spiritual force towards inaction.

The combination of these two forces seemed to be catalyzed by the surrounding space. The power turned into a substance, with a blaze of fire, but it seemed to be hidden, but it seemed to freeze the surrounding air.

Song Ning's two-finger breaking through the sky was exhibited by left and right hands. If you are interested, you will find that the spiritual force contained in the first finger is full of the power of hot flames, and the second finger is full of the power of ice. When the two forces collide together, it is as if the explosive was detonated in an instant, but they are interdependent. Although they contain extremely terrifying power, they did not explode directly, but rushed towards the inaction.

Originally, these **** broke the sky and had enough power to leapfrog the enemy, plus Song Ning, the fusion of ice and fire, the power is stronger. At the moment, the monks of the imaginary immortals looked horrified, and they did not have this. This kind of technique, but they have heard that this technique is called broken finger, and in front of Song Ning's **** now, they think they can only protect themselves.

So this is his real strength?

Everyone was trembling, and they were all happy to let Song Ning fight against Wuwei first, so that they could see through Song Ning's true strength, otherwise, if they hurriedly provoke this song Ning, it would be extremely difficult to escape.

However, although the power of the **** of the broken sky is strong, at the moment it is the battle between the spiritual realm monk and the fairy realm monk. The difference between the fairy power and the spiritual power is not small, and the inaction turns over the storage from the two in front of the broken air. A shield was taken out of the ring. When this shield stood in front of him, an instant burst of immortal power exploded. As a kind of enchantment, it protected Wuwei's body.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and Wuwei's arm was numb, and he was backing up again and again. He kept walking back a dozen feet before he could stop. He grabbed the shield. The shield looked like it was made of stone. But I don't know what kind of material is used, it is extremely solid.

"Yuanji Shield, that Yuanji Shield really is in Wuwei's hands!"

"It is rumored that Yuanji Shield can block Dao Xian's full blow, and it really deserves its reputation."

It was just when everyone praised the Yuanji Shield, and suddenly noticed that the Yuanji Shield exuded a simple fairy, and suddenly there was a slight crack in the center of the shield.

Song Ning's broken **** just cracked Yuan Ji shield into a crack?

At this moment, he already felt that Yuanji Shield was damaged. He held Yuanji Shield in one hand, and the other trick was twitching. There were words in his mouth, and a force of soul wrapped around his body, making him keep falling. There was a sign of pause.

"This is nothing to explode the power of the soul." The master of Guloucheng tightened his mind.

Song Ning frowned. From the moment of inaction, he could feel the air of death, which was still filled with resentment. It seemed to be born of resentment, and that constantly strengthened the power of the soul of inaction, it seemed to be The soul of the dead.

The dead air is getting more and more dignified, and the naked eye can see that there are countless souls around the body, these souls are circling and roaring, resisting the power of Song Ning's "Lian Lian" 's death call. The power can even block the "domain" of Wuwei's whole body, so that the effect of Song Ning's "domain refining" does not work on Wuwei.

Those who felt that Wu Wei was vulnerable before Song Ning also changed their views at this moment. The monks who once dealt with Wu Wei now understand that Wu Wei might not have used their full strength and practiced soul on them at that time. People, the power of the soul will be increased by one point, but these souls need to be sacrificed, and now looking at the countless souls floating beside Wuwei, they feel cold.

At least ... there are tens of thousands!

The green glimmer in Wuwei's eyes: "If you stopped your hand just now, we may have room to discuss, but now, you will die!"

Song Ning frowned and did not speak, narrowing the scope of the "refining domain", while at the same time injecting spiritual power into the "refining domain", the power of ice and fire in the body was constantly running.

"It can make me do nothing to show off the innocent soul memorial service. You can also look at the cultivation practice you heard of!"