Chapter 890： misunderstanding

Chapter 890: Misunderstanding

This scene is extremely shocking. Yan Qing, Yan Aotian, and the three elders are all in a state of petrification. Looking at the young man like a **** of war, they can't react for a long time. -<>-.

Qicheng momentum, such coercion, even the weight can easily crush the saints, Wu Huang such ants can directly crush ...

In short, even the three elders, in the face of such a momentum, he will not feel good, and must use explosive divine energy to resist.

However, at this time it was cut off by a young boy of the first emperor.

That is not to say, is this young man's momentum already comparable to Yan Aotian?

"He's not Wu Yuan, it's idea!"

Yan Aotian's pupil widened fiercely, and her heart shook incomparably.

The power of ideas, commonly known as coercion, momentum, and aura, can be said that everyone has them. As the strength increases, the power of this idea will become stronger, and even condensed into substance.

However, the power of ideas is intangible. Although it can crush one's mind and destroy beliefs, it has no effect on people of the same rank. It cannot be used as a means of attack and can only be used to oppress lower ranks.

When a person is strong enough to get through the Seven Ways of ‘Dao Nuclear’ and be able to reach the world through his body, his thoughts can manifest in substance.

Of course, this kind of substance is not powerful. Perhaps it can be more powerful than ordinary Wu Yuan.

Like Yan Aotian, his strength, no doubt, his coercion can be used as a killing weapon.

However, there was only a Emperor Wu in front of him, on what basis did he have substantial ideas, and he was so arrogant that he could defeat his own 70% coercion.

At this moment, Yan Aotian thought of the White Tigers.

In this world, only people of the White Tiger family can do it. The main attacking energy is thought pressure, and it is still extremely powerful.

If it is the ultimate idea of ​​the Emperor Wuhuang, then it is still possible to counteract his coercion.

After all, his strength is not mind, and he does n’t need to deliberately refine the coercion of the mind, because even if he further refines, it is absolutely impossible to achieve the power of the White Tigers who can reach the ultimate strength. The main thing is Yes, he has more arrogant means than extreme ideas.

Therefore, this coercion is only piled up by virtue of repair.

"No, this is not the coercion of the White Tigers. He is a human!"

Soon, Yan Aotian denied his conjecture again.

In any case, it is absolutely impossible for a human race to have the extreme coercive talent of the White Tigers.

Moreover, he felt that what the young man had was not coercion or imposing ...

Instead, war will.

The war intentions have been cultivated by one person for thousands of years, that is, the Great Heavenly Saint.

Countless people want to learn from him, but all end in failure.

"Don't ..."

There was a tremor in his heart and he thought of a possibility.

Last time, he heard that the inheritance of Zhantian would be inherited, so even if Yan Qing sneaked out, he didn't stop it, but it came out later that it was obtained for a person named Can Ying. ..

According to the description of the blood ghost ghost, Yan Aotian could vaguely determine where the person came from.

That blood red energy, only one place can have ...

"Is he the afterimage!"

Yan Aotian stared at the light and glanced at Feng Hao, but he did not find the existence of that breath. "Is it covered up in a special way!"

His face was icy, his eyes flashed with stern, murderous, a shocking momentum, slowly spread out, the space around him was horrible cracks, showing the streamering space.

"No!"

Feeling the overwhelming murderous power, Yan Qingjiao trembled, a flashing body appeared in front of Feng Hao, and screamed.

"presumptuous!"

Yan Aotian sighed coldly, with a great momentum, he pulled Yan Qing aside directly, and then a thunder shot shot out from his eyes, hitting Fenghao directly.

"Broken!"

Feng Hao did not hesitate. With the power of war, the power of the stars, the blue energy, and the power of thunder, they condensed into a wide sword and directly met the thunder.

"Hey!"

Due to this thunder, the surrounding space was marked by a dark trace, rushing forward, the wide sword resisted it, and shattered directly. The thunder strike hit Feng Hao's chest, and penetrated directly. Breaking away, people were also thrown out by the giant force, fell a hundred meters away, and lay in a pool of blood.

"Do not!"

If the cuckoo sobbed blood, Yan Qing desperately swept towards the wind, and looked at a chest with a blood hole in her chest, and a boy who bleeds, her eyes filled with tears, dripping, and trembling asked "Feng Hao, Feng Hao, are you okay!"

"Ahem, ..."

Supported by her, Feng Hao's face was like gold paper, he coughed a few mouthfuls of blood, and the corner of his mouth barely pulled out a smile of consolation, very weak, "Relax Qinger ... I ... I still ... Can't die ... "

The thunder was extremely cohesive and powerful, but although the hole penetrated his chest, the wound was not very large. Although he was severely wounded at this time, the injury was not fatal.

Of course, if that thunderbolt suddenly bursts through the hole, then Feng Hao will be smashed and killed directly.

This naturally does not mean that Yan Aotian has lost his hand, but that he deliberately did it. This is exactly what makes Feng Hao lose his ability to resist.

However, he overlooked that Feng Hao is a veritable pharmacist, who owns the Divine Pesticide Code.

Although the trauma is very serious, with Nirvana Fenghao, the speed of recovery is beyond imagination. It can be said that even without pharmacopoeia treatment, such a trauma can be recovered naturally by virtue of his constitution.

This is the benefit of Nirvana.

In a few moments, the wounded meridians in his body were almost recovered.

At this time, Yan Aotian froze and walked towards the two.

He could no longer see what the relationship between them was, that was, his eyes were blind.

If this boy is really a ghost of the gore, then this matter is troublesome ...

If it came out, even him, Yan Qing could not protect him.

"Well, ..."

The little black dragon floating on the sky shouted angrily, and the endless thunder and lightning were under its control. If it was a storm, it would swarm towards Yan Aotian, trying to stop his steps.

However, it is natural that he can't hurt him at all. Thunder attributes are exactly his strengths.

His speed did not decrease, and the diameter came over to Feng Hao, ignoring the attack of the little black dragon, .- <>-.

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