Chapter 642

In the face of the joint efforts of more than a dozen Mahayana monks, the terrible aura fluctuated and formed a raging wind, which made the whole world turbulent at this moment.

And more than a dozen magic weapons bombarded down at the same time, and even Weng Zixuan was a bit of a color change.

The monks who attacked also showed a grim smile. They didn't think that Weng Zixuan could resist the attack.

"I dare to pick peaches. I don't know what to do."

Xu Dongfeng sneers. The ferocious meaning in his eyes makes people feel cold.

"It's too early to say that."

In the face of this whirlpool, the void was shaking violently. Weng Zixuan's hands were sealed quietly, and a gorgeous armor appeared on her body.

The armor is gorgeous. It looks like a goddess's armor. It sets off Weng Zixuan as holy as a goddess. With the change of Weng Zixuan's formula, the armor radiates light, wrapping Weng Zixuan like a cicada pupa.

"Boom boom."

One magic weapon after another falls, with anime, tianlingli rolls, and the sound of terror sweeps away, like a flood.

In the face of such a powerful attack, everyone was cool, but Weng Zixuan, who was at the center of the attack, was just wrapped by cicada pupae. No matter how fierce the attack was, she could never break through.

"This is the white tiger battle armor of the white tiger gate?"

"Or the white tiger battle armor of the best spirit weapon level?"

Xu Dongfeng's pupil Zou ran shrunk and looked at the light curtain wrapped with Weng Zixuan in disbelief.

As a disciple of the white tiger sect, how can he not know the white tiger battle armor? It can be said that the white tiger battle armor is also a top treasure in the white tiger sect, and can withstand any attack of the same level.

Unless the opponent breaks out an attack beyond the opponent's strength, or the opponent's aura is exhausted, wearing a white tiger battle armor is almost invincible.

The white tiger battle armor, even the white tiger gate, is rare, but now it appears on Weng Zixuan. How can he not be surprised.

"No way."

Ouyang Ye's face also became extremely ugly at this moment.

In addition to the Xuanwu battle armor of Xuanwu Kingdom, the defense power of the white tiger battle armor is the strongest among the four main powers.

As more than a dozen magic weapons were exhausted, Weng Zixuan's light pupae also scattered, revealing Weng Zixuan's pale face.

This white tiger battle armor was snatched by Qin Yichen from Xu Zixuan. Its defense is amazing, but its spiritual power is also enormous.

Although Weng Zixuan with the white tiger battle armor, blocked the attack of these people, but the consumption is also huge.

"Is it my turn now?"

Weng Zixuan's body is burning with the power of dragon's blood. The hot air makes the space appear a moment of distortion, and the next moment, Weng Zixuan's body suddenly disappears.

There was a turbulence in the space. Weng Zixuan's figure reappeared like a ghost. Her white palm, with overwhelming power and rolling aura, suddenly took the picture and aimed at the young man in black.

Although the young man in black didn't speak all the time, he was the most threatening to Weng Zixuan, so he was the first to attack him.

In the face of Weng Zixuan's powerful hand, the young man in black's face changed greatly. Knowing that he couldn't escape, he clenched his teeth, and a layer of dark fog gushed out of his body.

The dark fog was very strange. As soon as it appeared, the body of the young man in black was suddenly expanded, and his clothes were broken, revealing his muscles like a dragon.

And the Black Mist surging, forming a layer of fine dark scales, will protect the young people in black.

In a short time, the young man in black became completely different. The strangest thing was that his injured palm became extremely huge. He took it out with one hand and felt sorry for Weng Zixuan.

"Bang."

At the moment when the two palms hit each other, the thunderous sound swept across, and the terrible sound waves rolled up like ripples. Even the void was rippling with the sound waves.

The impact force rolled away, and the young man in black's face changed greatly. He was blown out by this force directly. His throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood could not be suppressed. The palm wrapped in black scales was miserable at the moment. The scales were scattered, and the blood overflowed, revealing the white bones.

What is most unacceptable to the young man in black is that with the fighting between them, a subtle strange force is flowing into his body along his fist, destroying his meridians. If he can't control it effectively, he will become a useless man even if he doesn't die.

Without hesitation, the young man in black took out a pill and swallowed it in his mouth. His body flickered a few times. He fell behind the crowd and sat cross knee, ready to force out the force.

The young man in black was badly hurt with one palm, and Weng Zixuan's delicate body was also shaken, and her eyebrows couldn't help picking.

Originally, she felt that she could kill each other with this palm, but the scales on each other's body were very strange and slippery. She took off half of her strength.

However, Weng Zixuan's goal is to make the young man in black lose his fighting power. She pushes her feet in the air, steadies her figure and rushes away at Ouyang Ye.

In fact, the strength of Xu Dongfeng is higher than that of Ouyang ye, but Xu Dongfeng is closer to Weng Zixuan, so Weng Zixuan sets her goal on Xu Dongfeng.

As Weng Zixuan came out, the dragon blood flame on her body surface had been burning to the extreme. The flame beat and swept out madly, and finally turned into a golden dragon shadow.

The Dragon raised his head to the sky and roared angrily. His voice was powerful, and the terrible beast's power rolled up. All the oppressors could not help changing color.

"Let's do it together."

Xu Dongfeng was in a hurry. Although he didn't know how Weng Zixuan could condense the flame into the virtual shadow of the dragon, he could clearly feel the power of the virtual shadow of the dragon.

At the moment when Xu Dongfeng shouts, he has summoned a long sword as red as blood.

The long sword is full of Yin evil Qi. Even under this kind of Yin evil Qi, the void is blowing up a dense evil Qi.

At the moment of Xu Dongfeng's hand, Ouyang ye also gives it.

In fact, there is no need for Xu Dongfeng to say that Ouyang Ye is ready to fight. Now they are grasshoppers on the same boat. If they don't want Ziyan shenlei to be swallowed by Qin Yichen alone, they have to kill Weng Zixuan in front of them.

With the strength shown by Weng Zixuan, they are not rivals at all. If Weng Zixuan is allowed to fight against Xu Dongfeng, Ouyang ye will be out in the end.

Therefore, in Xu Dongfeng's Kung Fu, Ouyang ye also made a seal with both hands, and the cauldron in his hand directly fell on Weng Zixuan.

The terrible medicine cauldron looks simple, but it exudes a heavy and incomparable atmosphere. After falling, the medicine cauldron suddenly turns over, and the surging flames pour out like a torrent.

This is the real fire that Ouyang Ye uses for alchemy. Although it's not as powerful as Qin Yichen's mutated real fire, it's absolutely not weak.

"Hum."

Weng Zixuan gave a cold smile, and the formula changed again.

"The blood of Dragon God is broken for me."

With Weng Zixuan's cold hum, the vast golden light broke out like the hot sun, sweeping out in all directions with the terrible dragon's power.

"It's hard."

How ugly is Xu Dongfeng's face? What he thought was a sure thing turned out to be an expert like Weng Zixuan.

The red sword in his hand is cut down with the devil's power. The terrible devil's power is just like the essence, rendering the void into a gray. But the sword in it is very strange. It cuts down on Weng Zixuan through a tricky arc.

The strange long sword is extremely fast. The sharp sword can break through the void and fall in everyone's tongue, directly cutting out a vacuum in the middle of the dragon blood flame.

Such a sword, combined with Ouyang Ye's medicine tripod, is almost the strongest attack that they can break out.

Weng Zixuan's face was dignified, but her attack was still fierce.

The dragon blood flame was first bombarded with Ouyang Ye's danhuo. The dragon blood flame was formed by the burning of the dragon's blood in Weng Zixuan's body. At the moment of encountering danhuo, there was a hissing sound.

"Roar."

The Dragon Xuying roars. It seems that the will of the Dragon left in the blood is provoked. It directly burns the Dan fire, and the Dragon Xuying's tail swings fiercely, which is a fierce blow on the medicine cauldron.

"Boom."

The huge medicine cauldron was directly pulled out by the dragon's tail, and a crack on it spread like a cobweb.

Ouyang Ye's face turned white in an instant. This medicine cauldron is the magic weapon of his life cultivation. At the moment, it is damaged, and he also receives a lot of retaliation.

After taking out the medicine cauldron, the shadow of the dragon was obviously dim. After all, Weng Zixuan defeated the attack of the three masters in the middle of the Mahayana period with one move, and blocked the joint attack of more than a dozen monks, so the cost was huge.

At the moment, she hurt them again. Every shot was a full blow. With her strength in the later period of Mahayana, she couldn't bear it now.

At the moment, Xu Dongfeng's long sword was close to Chi Chi. He rolled up a large amount of evil Qi, directly broke the dragon blood flame, and then fell on the virtual shadow of the dragon.

At the moment when the red sword fell, a sharp spirit was penetrating the dragon's shadow and cutting directly on Weng Zixuan's white tiger armor.

"Poof."

Despite the white tiger battle armor defense, Weng Zixuan could not help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and her breath became messy.

After a successful attack, Xu Dongfeng's face was filled with ecstasy. Naturally, he would not let go of this opportunity to control the sword to continue to attack.

Although Ouyang Ye was injured, he also forced the blood flowing from his chest to control the bombardment of the medicine cauldron.

In the face of the encirclement, Weng Zixuan's eyes also flashed a touch of coldness.

She knew that this time, she was going to let go.

And behind Weng Zixuan, Qin Yichen also made a move.

At the moment, Qin Yichen is also very anxious. Although Weng Zixuan is strong, there are too many opponents. If he can't win Zilin in a short time, Weng Zixuan will be in danger.

So Qin Yichen immediately sacrificed his body field and rushed to the purple unicorn. His blood was as terrible as a wild beast.

At first, the purple electric unicorn was in a state of depression and wanted to retreat. However, seeing that Qin Yichen was in his infancy, he rushed towards him. His eyes showed a trace of human disdain. He opened his mouth and spat an arc at Qin Yichen.

In the face of the arc that can kill the friars of Yuanying period, Qin Yichen ignored it. At the beginning of Jizhen medicine garden, he could even bear the black thunder, not to mention the arc of purple electric unicorn.

Sure enough, the purple arc fell on Qin Yichen, only burst out a purple awn, and the physical field didn't even stir up a ripple.

The purple electric Unicorn suddenly gets angry. Unexpectedly, the mole ants in the infant stage block their own arc. The huge claws directly slap Qin Yichen, and the dense arc crackles.

In the face of such an attack, Qin Yichen does not dare to trust him. After all, his realm is too low. He directly controls the physical field to block the claws of the purple unicorn.

Taking this opportunity, without saying a word, Qin Yichen's Tianxuan sword has been sacrificed. With a bone chilling feeling, he cuts it directly on the claw of the purple electric unicorn, leaving thick blood marks on it.

"Roar."

The purple electric Unicorn roars. In pain, he pulls back his claws and pats Qin Yichen down again.

Knowing that the physical field can block the attack of the purple electric unicorn, Qin Yichen immediately puts down his heart, and Tianxuan sword moves again. This time, it leaves deep visible bone scars on the claws of the purple electric unicorn.

This time, it completely angered the purple electric unicorn, and the powerful pressure suddenly swept away, and the twinkling inner elixir was spit out by the purple electric Unicorn again.

Qin Yichen suddenly felt that the void seemed to be confined, even the air was with a sense of numbness, and the terrible purple thunder poured out like a torrential rain, hitting Qin Yichen's head and face.