Chapter 756： Extinct palm

"Haha, hahahaha, the Suzaku inheritance is finally mine. With the Suzaku inheritance, my pure sun is really in the family, no one can beat it!" Long Zifeng laughed openly with his hands, the huge behind him The fire lilies in full bloom are more vigorous, and the petals are trembling, as if they are like Long Zifeng, extremely open.

So easy?

In the eyes of all the eighth chongtian monks, there is an unreal feeling. Song Ning's bold words before the eighth clan day can't escape within the blockade of the pure yang true flame of this dragon's peak. There are too many.

Is this the real strength of Song Ning? Song Ning pretended to deceive people before? Is it just bluff?

But in the minds of more fairyland monks, they all knew that this pure Yang Zhenyan could not control Song Ning, and Song Ning is still wrapped in it, just looking for a way to break through.

"I guess that Song Ning's ten breath can come out of pure Yang Zhenyan." In the eighth heaven, a Dao Xian monk smiled.

"Ten breath? If it is an ordinary person, isn't ten breath already dying in pure yang?" The monk beside asked.

The monks around laughed, and now even one of the eighth celestial monk, Long Zifeng, who has just entered the fairyland, can fight with Song Ning. In their view, Song Ning is nothing more than that.

The previous performance was extremely strong, even if it was also the end of the strong crossbow at that time, everything was just a bluff.

The fireball of Chunyang Zhenyan has shrunk to five feet. In front of the five-foot-long fireball, the corner of Long Zifeng's mouth slightly raised: "You are a good one among the monks of the spirit realm, but you want to fight me? Dream!"

"give me……"

Just when Long Zifeng raised his right hand, this right hand wanted to make a fist to control the pure Yang Zhenyan's fireball completely contracted, but the last word "death" in his mouth could not be said anyway.

In the sky, the pure Yang Zhenyan fireball ... disappeared, and even the fire lotus behind Long Zifeng seemed to be torn by an invisible hand, as if to be sucked away.

The petals of the fire lotus began to stretch, and the flames continued to flow to Song Ning. At this moment, I looked at Song Ning again. In the mid-air, he stood indifferently, opening his mouth slightly, and the flames continuously poured into Song Ning's body.

Chunyang was so hot that he swallowed it? !

In the body of Song Ning, the power of the most yang is madly absorbing the pure Yang true inflammation. The more such pure power of the yang, the more excited the power of this yang is. Around Song Ning Dantian, this is the most yang The force whirls frantically, until the Yin forces restrain each other and start to rotate. The two extreme forces in his body start to soar again.

Up to this moment, all the talents understood why the Taoist monks in the ninth heavy heaven completely ignored Song Ning's life and death at the moment.

Because they don't need to bother.

Because Song Ning, nothing happened at all!

"You, you ..." Long Zifeng's body trembled, and the whole person almost collapsed: "My pure yang is really hot!"

He shouted hysterically, clenched his fists, and his eyes were flushed. He never expected that even his own pure yang was absorbed by Song Ning.

"The power of the Suzaku must be because of the power of the Suzaku! Song Ning, you wait for me, you wait for me!" Long Zifeng turned around angrily and fled towards the eighth heaven, and he closed his body for so long before turning his body inside. The pure Yang Zhenyan was refined, and now it was absorbed by Song Ning. In terror and anger, Long Zifeng had lost his mind. I just thought it was all because Song Ning borrowed the power of Suzaku.

However, bystanders are clear, the eighth celebrity monks can see that Song Ning's power is definitely not just relying on the power of Suzaku. I am afraid that even the power of Suzaku can't swallow this pure Yang Zhenyan directly into the mouth. .

This Song Ning ...

How could it be so scary!

The fire lotus behind Long Zifeng was completely swallowed by Song Ning. Song Ning licked his lips. It seemed that he had just enjoyed the delicious food. The power of the Sun in the body was rising.

"I want you to die, I must let you die, definitely!" Long Zifeng roared and fled beyond the Eighth Heaven Enchantment.

But just before Long Zifeng was about to escape from the enchantment, he suddenly felt a hand appear on his shoulder. The strength of this hand was great!

"Eighth Chongtian monk, no one can step into the ninth Chongtian, offenders, and die." This voice drifted into Long Zifeng's ears, making it creepy, Long Zifeng shook his body, only felt There was vigorous force on the shoulder, which was so great that it just pinched Long Zifeng's arm in the blink of an eye, and a **** hand fell in the air.

Long Zifeng felt pain and roared: "Uh, you dare to kill me! If you dare to kill me, my ancestors must ..."

"Anyone, coming to my ninth heaven, will die, no matter who it is." Song Ning narrowed her eyes, her voice like a ghost's voice.

This voice spread to all the eighth heavy heaven monks who were watching outside the enchantment. At this moment, Long Zifeng was one foot forward. This was the eighth heavy heaven. One foot in front of him was many monks. Even if these monks were spattered on the face by the blood of Long Zifeng's broken arm, they did not dare to help.

Song Ning's cold eyes glanced at everyone. His spiritual power penetrated into Long Zifeng's body. The impure fairy power in Long Zifeng's body could not resist this spiritual power. For a moment, Long Zifeng had no resistance at all. The force is like the body is paralyzed, unable to move.

People, when they are too frightened, their bodies will be paralyzed because of ... coercion.

The pressure of Song Ning completely crushed Long Zifeng. In front of Song Ning, the power of Long Zifeng was like a three-year-old child.

Standing behind Long Zifeng, Song Ning raised a palm and photographed towards his heavenly spirits in front of many monks of the Eighth Heaven.

"Junior, you seem a little too crazy."

Suddenly a hand flew in the sky, and this hand was invisible, without any fluctuations. If you didn't feel this killing opportunity, I was afraid that no one would believe that someone had attacked from the outside.

"Invisible and silent, killing all over, between heaven and earth, just a palm. This is the Xianwu Great Emperor's fame, destroying the fairy palm!" An eighth heavy heaven monk's eyes showed the color of ecstasy. Great Emperor, shot!

It wasn't until this moment that Long Zifeng recovered a little and recovered his consciousness, but even so, his body couldn't move, and was dumbfounded.

Song Ning's brow furrowed, his big sleeves flicked, and he turned his hands over the sky.

In the sky, only Song Ning's palms were seen, but then bursts of bursting sound exploded, and around Song Ning's palms, the explosion caused by the collision of powerful forces caused the ripples in the space, and the void appeared .

However, this force came fiercely, and also scattered fiercely. Under this power, Song Ning just felt the palms numb, and even the body didn't back half an inch.

【Author's Digression】: 4/5