Chapter 532： Terrorist showdown

"This spiritual power ... so powerful ..."

Lin Chuan's eye of the writing shrank abruptly, looking at the sudden golden barrier, there was a strange feeling beyond words.

He knew that this golden spiritual power was not metallic, because all the spiritual powers of the prince skeleton were in this color, and even now everyone does not know what the prince skeleton is.

But at this moment, the spiritual power erupting from the prince skeleton was obviously different from the previous one. This difference can be judged from the color of the golden light, and the strange atmosphere gives a strong sense of oppression, as if this spiritual power When it appeared, all the spiritual power of the entire Tibetan scripture hall was imprisoned. It was an emotion that seemed to be in fear.

The eight golden rays fell on the golden barriers at the same time, because both were golden, and immediately dazzled the golden light, making everyone in the audience dazzle.

By the time the situation was clear, the prince's skeleton had steadily landed on the ground. Although unharmed, the sweat from his forehead showed that he would never be at ease.

At this moment, Ruan Shizhi's figure also appeared. He also sweated on his forehead, but with an excited look on his face, it seemed that he was very happy that Prince Zizhu could touch himself so many times.

"You really have the strength to fight with me. You just warmed up. I hope you can catch the moves behind me!" Ruan Shizhi's expression on the face has long disappeared, and the rest is only eagerly looking forward to the battle.

"Follow me to the end!" Prince Siku took a deep breath and said, looking at Ruan Shizhi in his eyes a lot of dignity, this boy's strength is beyond his imagination.

"Just ... what happened ..."

"Is this ... over?"

Many people have not yet understood what happened, and the whole scene of fighting has come to an end.

Except for a few powerful monks who were able to see what had just happened during the Yuanying period, others were completely watching the fog.

From the beginning Ruan Shizhi disappeared and disappeared, and the prince skeleton dodged the golden light one after another. The whole process lasted only a few breaths, and the movement was almost invisible. Such a battle has completely surpassed everyone's perception.

Just as everyone looked forward to the field, and hoped that they could see their next fight clearly, Ruan Shizhi disappeared again.

"Oh, what the **** is this!" Meng Jingxian was silent.

Originally, I wanted to see how Prince Zilu abused the soft persimmon, but as a result, he saw nothing but said that the strength of the soft persimmon seemed to be above him, which made Meng Jingxian feel very unlovable.

"That Ruan Shizhi has a rare wind attribute, and in terms of his current fighting style, he does not use the wind attribute as a combat attribute, but strengthens it completely into a terrible auxiliary attribute, giving him speed No one can match in this realm today! "

Others can't understand it, but what Lin Chuan's kaleidoscope writing wheel eye is best at capturing these fast-moving objects and insight into the subtle movements, so the Tibetan Pavilion knows the best about the details of the battle, not the two fighting. , But Lin Chuan sitting outside.

"Qing Long is right. Judging from the situation I have seen, it is true. The extreme assistance of wind properties and the extreme damage of metal. This Ruan Shizhi is really not a soft persimmon. If he really wants to kill, I will It may not stop him! "

At the moment, Ling Hong's eyes showed a silvery-white color, and the bright spiritual power was continuously injected into his eyes along his meridians, allowing him to see the movement on the field as clearly as possible, although it was far less than Linchuan's kaleidoscope. Write round eyes, but it is enough.

"What? Wind attributes! That is, he is not using hidden spells, but is able to surpass the human eye's catching ability completely by speed?" Meng Jingxian asked in shock.

"Yeah!" Ling Hong nodded, and added at the end, "So you are not his opponent for the time being!"

In the face of Ling Hong's merciless blow, Meng Jingxian felt hurt, but was unable to refute.

Just when everyone was talking, there was a sudden sharp breath on the field. Under this breath, the whole Tibetan scripture pavilion was turbulent, as if the space was torn by this sharp edge.

"It's ... breath ... I feel that it's not too far from Suzuno of Qinglong ..."

Someone said in shock, at the same time feeling that there was a sting from one to another on his skin, as if there was something sharp that was constantly attacking him.

"This is a manifestation of sharp agglutination of metals. What is this Ruan Shizhi doing?" Su Mo Chan's face changed, and he looked at the field in shock.

At this moment, a golden lightsaber is rapidly condensing in the sky, and the bursting breath has made everyone feel palpitated.

At the moment when the lightsaber appeared, the prince's face also became very dignified. After taking a deep breath, his whole body's spiritual power surged wildly, his hands on his chest, and one after another, complicated The gestural gestures swirled from his fingertips, and the golden spiritual power flowed from his body like a surging river, while condensing all the spiritual power in the Tibetan scripture hall toward him.

"This ... what is going on ... what are they doing !!!"

At this moment, it is not just many Tianjiao's complexions that have changed greatly, but also felt the extreme danger. Even the ancestor-level characters of the Yuan infant period have also changed their faces and began to retreat in surprise.

As long as the monks with a little sense of ability, at this moment have discovered the situation on the field is wrong.

The terrifying and dangerous atmosphere is continually condensing, overlapping, and constantly rising, making people fear.

"The heavens and the earth are changing, they are here ..." At this time, the ink cicada finally confirmed what the two men were doing.

It ’s a spell that is very powerful, beyond the scope that the monk can understand at this stage, just like Suzuno in the state of the blue dragon skull ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That is a move that surpasses the repair, it is possible Issue a powerful attack method beyond your own cultivation.

Lin Chuan's brow also frowned at this moment. He did not expect that the two people had made such a big noise, which actually caused the entire Tibetan Pavilion to change color.

"What's going on? What happened?" Meng Jingxian looked at the field in uncertainty.

"They are casting at least spirit-level spells now!" Ling Hong explained.

Hum!

The golden lightsaber completely emerged at this moment, and the sharp spirit of killing fell instantly, but this was not the end, it was just the beginning.

The next moment, not far from this golden lightsaber, the metallic spirits gathered again, and another lightsaber began to take shape.

On the Prince's side, he eliminated all the miscellaneous thoughts and kept arguing. The movements of his hands never stopped, and in front of him, a strange fingerprint was slowly condensing.

(End of this chapter)