high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 230 Wind

At the next moment when Monk Shanyuan suddenly turned serious, Zhu Ping and Dou Qing, who were belatedly aware, also reacted.

Zhang Boyu's expression was still ignorant, so he raised his head.

Above the extreme sky, the color of fire appeared.

The torch dragon and the mother of fire came together, great light and heat radiated from their bodies, and the frost and snow melted rapidly, exposing the dark brown surface soil layer.

The flames were flickering, gorgeous, like the sun covered by winter clouds, suddenly descending on the boundary here.

Zhang Poyu's dead soul was terrified, he flinched and hid behind Dou Qing, his cheeks twitching.

So fast……

Is Wanshe Mountain dead?

Surrounded by the mother of fire and the torch dragon, the young man with flirtatious golden pupils raised his head slightly.

Above the extreme sky, two sword rainbows were fighting fiercely at one place, the light was like rain, and they were knocked down to the ground in a rustle.

"fine……"

Bai Shu heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"Thanks to the coincidence, otherwise this incarnation would be finished."

He lightly flicked his sleeves, and manifested a big hand covering the sky, grabbing at the sword rainbow transformed by Ye Xiang.

A piece of runes bloomed, as vast as the sea, covering a small half of the sky in the palm of the hand.

Not only Ye Xiang, but also Zhu Ping and Dou Qing who were in the sky were shocked and angry with each other.

36 golden rings appeared on Zhu Ping's side again, they were connected with each other, forming a huge chakra, and struck toward Bai Shu's palm.

And Dou Qing emitted a black ray of light, the light was extremely sharp, just a glance from a distance, it would make the Yuanshen feel a tingling sensation, it was unparalleled in sharpness!

"What do you think of me?!"

The moment the giant palm approached his body, Ye Xiang roared angrily in the sword rainbow.

Heavy and heavy swords split apart, like mountains and seas, dense sword shadows stacked together, and directly attacked and killed the big hand.

The three vajras worked together, the sky was stirred, all kinds of brilliance bloomed, there was a rumbling sound, and the sky trembled violently.

Unexpectedly, when Julong and Huomu were on guard.

Monk Shanyuan didn't make a move.

He just looked at Bai Shu who was sticking out his big hand, and there were occasional cipher texts in his eyes, showing a thoughtful look from time to time.

There is no doubt that everything is in shambles.

The five fingers stand tall and boundless like a pillar of heaven, and the thunder and fire light dance and burst between the palms and fingers, mysterious and terrifying.

boom! ! !

Before the giant palm arrived, layers of thunder and fire were pressed down one after another, scattered thousands of times.

The light pierced through the giant palm transformed by Baishu, and the divine ring struck horizontally, cutting off layers of flame again.

But the giant palm still smashed through the layers of sword shadows differentiated by Ye Xiang with an unshakable posture, and held the sharp sword rainbow in the palm of its hand.

instant.

The giant palm overturned, and the endless thunder and fire exploded!

Half of the sky was illuminated, the divine power flowed like a great river, thousands of rays of light were sprinkled, the thick lead clouds were all shaken away, and the void boiled for a while.

In the midst of the thunder and fire, before Ye Xiang had time to unleash his sword light, he saw an exquisite pavilion the size of a palm suddenly manifested in the raging thunder and fire.

"Small Cave Magical Artifact..."

Ye Xiang's sword rainbow froze, and the surrounding space also instantly stopped.

I saw the small building shake slightly, and Ye Xiang's Jianhong and Huolei were all stored in, and there was no more sound.

Bai Shu stretched out his hand slightly, holding Xiaolou in his palm, with a smile in his eyes.

"It's Zhao Boyiu's Little Tianyuan Building, it's hidden deep enough!"

Zhu Ping sinks like water:

"Ye Xiang was put into this small magic weapon of cave, and I'm afraid he won't be able to get out for a while."

He looked at the calm-faced monk Shanyuan, with some dissatisfaction in his eyes.

If Monk Shanyuan was willing to take action just now, Ye Xiang would not have been taken into the Xiaotianyuan Building, and the situation would not have evolved to this point.

"Zhenjun is going to deal with Julong, and the mother of fire will ask Miss Yan."

Monk Shanyuan turned a blind eye to Zhu Ping's gaze, put his palms together, and said lightly:

"The monks of the Southern Chan School are killed by the poor monk himself."

"Master, don't capsize in the gutter!"

Zhu Yuan sneered, and stopped talking to Monk Shanyuan, and grabbed the torch dragon directly by sweeping the rainbow.

"Grandmaster……"

In the extreme sky, Zhu Ping and Julong were already fighting together, the flames were raging and raging, and the supernatural powers were blooming endlessly.

"Master, why didn't you make a move just now?" Dou Qing asked suspiciously, "But what are the scruples?"

"Small Cave Heaven Artifact, whether it is Daqianniu or Xiaotianyuanlou, there is a time limit for trapping the enemy and accepting the enemy."

Monk Shanyuan shook his head slowly:

"After two or three sticks of incense, Ye Xiang will be able to break through the center. We are not at a loss for this kind of exchanging method."

"Miss Dou." He looked at Dou Qing: "The mother of fire will be handed over to you."

"How can the formation of a cultivator from a different sect compare to the inheritance of a family."

Dou Qing smiled happily, and raised a beam of colored light to meet the fire mother who came to kill her.

"Baishu, I'll leave it to the master, I hope he will die a painful death, so as to relieve the hatred of my concubine!"

In the surging Yuan Qi fluctuations, the huge waves are like tides, rolling in and out.

Bai Shu lowered his head from the cloud, meeting Shan Yuan's eyes.

"Brother has been waiting for a long time."

Bai Shu opened his mouth and exhaled, the body of the avatar collapsed suddenly, converging into countless avenues of energy and blood, rushing towards Bai Shu's body, like the raging tide of the sea.

Call ~

Bai Shu's energy surged up again, the golden light in his eyes surged, almost gushing out.

"Speaking curses, Yushu Leifa, Pozhi visualization, peacock light, and flying swords."

Monk Shanyuan raised his head calmly:

"I look at you with the eyes of prajna, and what I have learned in my life is mixed."

"Thank you." Bai Shu narrowed his eyes.

boom!

boom! ! !

boom! ! !

The next moment, the two of them exploded at the same time!

Like the force of two meteorites colliding, the entire sky is rumbling, as if it will explode at any time!

The strength of each blow is enough to shatter the mountains and divert the river. It is like the dull sound of a god beating a giant drum, and it explodes heavily in the wild, shaking people's hearts.

The strong wind rolled up, the Ruixia surged, and the blood of the two of them was unreserved, violent like the gods in ancient times, burning every inch of the void.

The snow-covered hills burst into pieces one after another, the rocks were smashed into powder, and the rolling snow waves shook the sky, which was extremely terrifying.

The two moved like lightning, hitting from the sky to the ground, rabbits raised their feet, eagles struck the sky, and every fleeting opportunity was firmly grasped.

During Yuan Qi raging, Monk Shan Yuan, who was just about to reveal the image of the Dharma, was alarmed, he took a step back, turned to the small heavens and moved away the forbidden dharma, and walked away in an instant.

But at the next moment when he retreated, a sword formation was caged in place, with sword energy like a dragon flying across it.

"Little Doyle!"

The sword array failed, Bai Shu raised his hand and sent out a sea of ​​thunder, surging and rolling towards the monk.

Monk Shanyuan sneered, and struck with one hand, like a huge ax opening the sky, knocking out all the thunder of Yushu god that suddenly came out from Baishu.

The whole land was trembling, Shenlei was shattered by Shanyuan with one hand, blasting deep scorched black pits on the surface.

The two looked at each other and stepped forward again.

In just a split second, between the lightning and the flint, the palms of the two clashed hundreds of times, as if countless Baishu and Shanyuan were shooting at the same time, so fast that it was impossible to react.

Finally, with a loud bang, when the ground shattered again, when the thunder light and the golden light exploded, the figures of the two flew backward violently.

Shan Yuan's body was like a stream of light, and he smashed into a mountain. Amidst the flying rocks, he raised his head brazenly, and saw the pair of golden pupils that were slightly dimmed hundreds of thousands of feet away.

"wind!"

"wind!"

The two spoke at the same time.

(End of this chapter)