Chapter 696

This is a kind of golden power. The hair is thick and thin. It surrounds the Shura pool. There is a kind of vast divinity, which suppresses Qin Yichen's power.

Qin Yichen has a kind of intuition, which seems to be a hostile force in fate.

"What did you find?"

The eyes of the ethereal saint are surging, and the desire to speak is stopped.

Qin Yichen looks directly at the ethereal saint. All the time, he feels that the ethereal saint is quite mysterious. At the moment, he seems to be aware of that kind of atmosphere.

"What do you know?" Qin Yichen's eyes were burning, looking directly at the ethereal saint.

Don't know why, misty Saint at the moment a little dare not and Qin Yichen look at each other, quietly put aside his eyes, "we are also the hand?"

Qin Yichen is silent, tilts his head and stares at the ethereal saint. His eyes are erratic and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

After a long time, she sighed, "Qin Yichen, there are some things I can't tell you now, but I can tell you, anyway, I won't do anything sorry for you."

Qin Yichen is still silent, ethereal Saint like a grain of grass in the back, "don't you believe?"

"Ha ha." Qin Yichen suddenly grinned, his white teeth shining, "letter."

The ethereal Saint rolled her eyes in silence. "There are many opponents who want to get this Shura pool."

It is obvious that not only the three of Qin Yichen are lurking here, but also many powerful monks are peeping in the dark, waiting for the opportunity.

"With enough strength, these people are afraid of being inadequate."

Qin Yichen smiles, and his fighting spirit comes out. The more opponents he has, the more passion he can feel.

"Boom boom."

The rich aura waves the wind and cloud, and the dense magic weapons bombard down, bringing the sky full of brilliant rays. This kind of scene is incomparably spectacular.

"Ouch."

The lion spirit beast is also impatient, roaring, howling is full of bloodthirsty breath.

And with the roar of the lion spirit beast, countless powerful spirit beasts swarmed from all around, dense, people's scalp numb.

Obviously, the lion spirit beast also knew that he could not resist the attack of so many monks, and began to summon people and horses for the final duel.

At the beginning, the human friars really occupied a great advantage, but with the addition of these spirit beasts, the scale of victory began to tilt.

The realm of these exotic beasts themselves is not high, but the body tempered by Shura's blood is extremely strong. In addition, there are a large number of them, which rolled like a blade, and a famous monk fell.

The spirit power fluctuates violently, all kinds of spirit attacks sweep, and the magic weapon bursts out all over the sky.

This area became a Shura field, and blood flowed all over the place. There were monks, but more of them were all kinds of exotic animals.

"Click."

Qin Yichen wields his sword and cuts off several passing spirit beasts with sharp sword light. He immediately looks at the Shura pool in the distance where the blood mist rises.

At the moment, the battle between the two sides is in a white hot stage. The lion spirit beast blocks the friars in the front, but exposes the Shura pool.

"You two go straight to Shura pool. I'll take care of the rest." Qin Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Tianxuan sword in his hand trembled, bursting out a cold Qi.

"Let's do it together."

Chen Qiuhan is proud and upright. He obviously doesn't want to enjoy his success and let Qin Yichen stand in the way of these friars alone.

"Don't be so fussy at this time. Do you think we can kill all these monks and spirit beasts by relying on the three of us?" Qin Yichen asked.

The dust is cold in autumn, breathing, gazing at the distant sky, and more light and shadow are coming in this direction. It is obvious that the fighting here is attracting more strong people to come here.

"If you are really good for me, you should absorb the strength of Shura pool as soon as possible and improve your strength."

Qin Yichen said with a smile.

The dust autumn cold is silent, in the eye reveals a few different, finally nods heavily.

He is not a person who can speak. Now he chooses to be silent, but Qin Yichen has a feeling that if he needs to, Chen Qiuhan will also stand in front of him.

Just like before Shaoxu proposed to kill Qin Yichen.

"Be careful yourself."

Misty Saint reminded a, with dust autumn cold straight to Shura pool.

Between the three hands, more than ten people rushed out of the darkness, shuttling between the friars and the spirit beast.

Obviously, these people and Qin Yichen thought the same, relying on others to distract the spirit beast's sight, want to pick peaches at the critical moment.

Qin Yichen didn't move forward until the ethereal saint and her two approached the Shura pool. His aura stirred and his eyes were on guard.

Since the general mechanical voice suggested that this trial was more difficult, Qin Yichen knew that this battle of Shura pool was not so simple.

"Click."

Seeing that Chen Qiuhan was about to enter the Shura pool, the blood pool suddenly surged violently, the blood turned into a whirlpool, and a huge copper red tail suddenly swept out, with a strong smell of blood, rolling towards them.

"Give it to me."

Qin Yichen didn't wait for the ethereal saint's hand. His body moved and swept across. The physical field suddenly broke out, and Kong Wu's powerful hands suddenly hugged the huge tail as thick as a bucket.

"Boom."

The violent power suddenly broke out, and the huge tail was so powerful that Qin Yichen was hurt and his body flew upside down. However, Qin Yichen's hands were tightly holding the huge tail, and his aura was so violent that his physical strength was pushed to the extreme at this moment, pulling the huge tail out of the Shura pool.

"Click."

The giant tail is pulled out by Qin Yichen and smashed to the ground. The ground splits like a cobweb.

At this moment, Qin Yichen noticed that the giant tail was actually a huge python, with blood red all over, ferocious triangular tongue, ferocious bloodthirsty skull, and red eyes staring at Qin Yichen coldly. The snake's body was often covered with scales, dazzling and bloody.

The realm of this boa constrictor spirit beast is lower than that of the lion spirit beast. However, in the later period of Mahayana, it was obviously a spirit beast bred in Shura pool. Even if the realm was not as good as that of the lion spirit beast, its strength would be more terrible.

Judging from the strong and horizontal waves emitted from its body, even if the friars met it at the beginning of the robbery, they would have a headache.

"Hiss."

The Python's Scarlet eyes are staring at Qin Yichen. He breathes the snake's letters in his mouth. There is a smell of mucus dripping down from the corner of his mouth, which corrodes the ground into a scorched black. The python is not only physically powerful, but also extremely poisonous. Once infected with this kind of venom, I'm afraid that the monks in the robbery period will have a headache.

"Whew."

The python opens its mouth and spits out a mass of smelly mucus. Under the cover of Qin Yichen, where the venom passes, the air is corroded and makes a hissing sound, which is extremely terrifying.

Qin Yichen is not afraid. The purple real fire surrounds his body. The hot temperature distorts the void. With a flick of his fingers, a cluster of flames flutters out, directly burning the poison into nothingness.

The python obviously knew that his venom could not help the monk in front of him. The venom was just a forerunner, and then the giant tail quickly whipped out.

The speed of the giant tail's stroke is extremely fast. When it comes out, it becomes the shadow of the sky. Where the shadow passes, the space is slightly distorted.

Qin Yichen was surrounded by nine black halos. The flesh field was sacrificed, and his blood soared to the sky. Under the blessing of the flesh field, his huge palm kept beating down.

"Boom boom."

One man and one boa are fighting in the most violent and primitive way. The terrible Palmprint and tail shadow collide violently. The violent power is like the ocean, and the ground is in a mess.

While Qin Yichen was fighting against python, other places also broke out terrible fighting waves. It was obvious that those strong men who had been stationed before also met their opponents at this moment.

"Boom."

Qin Yichen and python are both defeated by each other's powerful force. Qin Yichen looks at the ferocious Python spitting out snake's letter with solemn eyes.

The power of this Python is really extraordinary. The power of Qin Yichen's physical field blessing can't get the upper hand.

If the general late Mahayana monks attack each other with a giant tail, they can smash each other into meat sauce.

Although Qin Yichen is not afraid of the python, there are many monks around him. If he can't take it down in a short time, he will be surrounded by monks at that time. He will also have a headache, which may affect Chen Qiuhan's ability to absorb the power of Shura pool.

Qin Yichen takes a look at the direction of Chen Qiuhan. At the moment, Chen Qiuhan doesn't step into the Shura pool, because the light golden power is very strange, forming a special defense force to prevent Chen Qiuhan from stepping into the Shura pool. However, in the eyes of the ethereal saint, chaos is falling, her face is a little pale, and she is trying to refine the golden power.

Qin Yichen's eyes were fixed. For this kind of power, he always had a bad premonition, just like a natural enemy.

This kind of feeling is very illusory, but also real incomparable.

"Boom."

Qin Yichen slaps the Python and flies out again. He takes a look at the python who is not afraid of death, and a purple light flashes in his eyes.

"Crackle crackle."

Circles of purple thunder rolled out of Qin Yichen's body, and the electric snake swam away. Thunderbolts surrounded Qin Yichen's body. Qin Yichen's formula changed. At this moment, the purple flame thunder in Qin Yichen's body converged madly to form a thunderbolt spear.

The breath of the vast vicissitudes overflows with the splendor of heaven.

"Hiss."

Python is also aware of the terror of Qin Yichen's attack. It is a kind of dark spirit beast bred from blood. He is afraid of thunder with heavenly power. He opens his mouth to spit out a red inner pill and smash it at Qin Yichen.

"Frozen territory, confinement."

Mysterious breath suddenly shrouds the python.

Although Python's strength is strong, it doesn't practice the rules. It just fights in the flesh and is imprisoned in an instant.

However, the power of this Python is really terrible. The shock of its huge body will tear apart the frozen area.

But at the moment when the python broke away from the field, Qin Yichen's thunder spear had been shot out of the hole and blasted into the Python's mouth accurately.

"Bang."

The violent purple flame God thunder burst open, which directly bombarded the huge mouth of the python.

"Hiss."

The severe pain makes the python crazy, and the huge body rolls on the ground, and the ground is rolled out of huge ravines.

"Broken soul."

The terrifying spirit, without warning, rushes into the Python's spirit and gets involved in its sea of knowledge along the wound on its head, directly destroying the Python's spirit.

Although Python's strength is strong, the spirit beast bred from the blood pool is weak. In addition, it is in a violent state at the moment. Naturally, it can't stop Qin Yichen's spirit attack of the second type.

"Boom."

The soul died, the python fell to the ground, and the earth trembled with it.

Qin Yichen breathed heavily and looked at the almost intact but lifeless python. His heart was also slightly relieved. If he didn't speculate that the power of the Python's spirit was extremely weak, I'm afraid Qin Yichen couldn't solve this huge creature so easily.

Looking at the direction of the ethereal Saint again, the golden power above the Shura pool has been almost wiped out, and the aura fluctuation on the ethereal saint is particularly fierce, obviously at the critical moment.

"Rush, someone wants to pick peaches. Let's hurry up and stop them."

At the end of the battle, many friars were attracted to attack and immediately put aside their opponents and went straight to Qin Yichen.

Qin Yichen's mouth started to smile bitterly, but soon his fighting spirit was rising. He bent down, grabbed the Python's tail and bumped it. It was very heavy. "If you want to build a Shura pool, you have to ask if the python in my hand agrees or not."

Qin Yichen stands in front of the Shura pool, a little thin figure. At this moment, he is standing up to heaven and earth, and looks incomparably great.

When one man is in charge, ten thousand can't open!