The heavens begin from the Daluo Hall

Chapter 55 Suppression
Zuo Zhao saw that the other party actually used his magic power to fly to more than a thousand meters in the air, he couldn't help but sneered and said: "Fighting with 'Feng Bo' in the sky, I don't know how to live or die."

He inspired [Eight Wind Ji Bo Guan Thoughts], commanding the air flow of heaven and earth, and the light blue whirlwind surrounded his body, like an evil beast spreading its teeth and claws, its body was pulled out like an arrow off the string, and it flew into the sky, breaking through easily like ordinary Taoists relying on emptiness to control the wind 500 meter limit.

Ji Bo, also known as Feng Bo, is also Fei Lian, who is in charge of the Qi of the Eight Winds. This is also the true meaning of Zuo Zhao's promotion to the comprehension of the Yin God, a small supernatural power.

Wu Ming looked down at the Taoist priest soaring through the sky, his face was calm, he cast a spell, took a deep breath, a few jasper blue light appeared from his chest, vaguely shaped like a heart, like a heart of green blood, and then he suddenly shouted.

A pure white aura of arrogance poured out from his body, spreading in a fan shape, spreading to the sky with a radius of more than ten feet, like a column of pure white air soaring into the sky.

In mid-air, Zuo Zhao's complexion changed. He was facing a round of pure white blazing sun, his mana lost control all of a sudden, the whirlwind suddenly disappeared, and his body fell like a bird with broken wings.

Bixue Danxin breaks all methods!
Grasping the opportunity, Wu Ming stretched out his finger, a ray of black and red light flashed, quietly emerged from a sea of ​​pure white light, and slashed at Zuo Zhao's head with lightning speed.

A strong sense of crisis rose in the handsome Taoist's heart, but it was a pity that the spell could not be used for the time being. Before the Seven Fiends Sword came, a layer of golden red flame spontaneously covered the whole body, and hard red dragon scales spread from the chest to the neck.

There was a "clang" sound, a violent wave of air exploded in the air, the blurred air flow was wanton, and a figure fell to the ground at lightning speed.

However, just as he was about to hit the ground, Zuo Zhao's mana surged and he broke free from the restraints. With a thought, he cast [Fei Lian Escape Method], and the majestic cyclone surrounded his body. The body exploded, and a big hole was blown in the grass, and the dust was billowing.

The Wu Ming in the sky recalled the sword talisman, the red line flickered instantly, and a three-foot-long black and red sword light returned through the air, suspended around the body, swallowing the seven evil sword lights from time to time, brewing a shocking murderous aura, stinging the skin, as if hibernating The Poisonous Flood Dragon is dispatched at any time.

He looked down intently, and saw Zuo Zhao's body was flat on his back, and the Taoist was being held up by the cyan airflow, just a few inches from the ground. scale.

The black and red baleful energy remained, and the fine scales of the neck guard were scorched and creaking, the dragon scales on Zuo Zhao's neck were scorched and brown, and the scale armor magic weapon covering the whole body was dim, no longer the glory of the past.

Since he wanted to fight, Wu Ming didn't have the idea of ​​hiding his means. He used a combo of moves to try to take them away, but unfortunately he was blocked by a magic weapon.

But he is not surprised, the other party must have made full preparations if he is willing to gamble with him, and it is normal to have one or two conferring magic tools. Judging from Zuo Zhao's background, it is estimated that this red dragon scale armor was borrowed, it should be That wind Taoist.

"But... it's the blood essence of the red flood dragon again, and it's also a magic weapon with dragon scales. Is this killing a dragon?" Wu Ming complained secretly, but he was not slow in his hands. .

call out!
The three-foot black and red sword light flickered, pierced the sky in the blink of an eye, and pierced the sky with a red line from top to bottom, whizzing and smashing towards the Taoist on the ground, carrying a majestic force and setting off an ear-piercing air wave.

Zuo Zhao, who hadn't recovered from his breath, was startled, and activated the [Fei Lian Escape Method] again, his whole body turned into a ray of breeze, narrowly avoiding the black and red sword light, and forcibly moved tens of feet away in an instant. Emerging from the breeze, he coughed loudly and staggered.

Feilian escape method is his only two or two master spells. This method is the same as Yunluan wind riding technique, but the direction of specialization is different. It pays attention to short-distance rapid direction changes. eight times.

Seeing that Jian Guang was dodged, Wu Ming didn't panic, adjusted the Qisha Sword calmly, made a beautiful turn on the nearby ground, drew a beautiful arc, and turned to kill Zuo Zhao.

After fighting for a while, he realized that the battle between Taoist priests was completely different from Taoist disciples, from flat to three-dimensional, attacking from all sides, naturally whoever occupied the high altitude first would be in the upper hand.

shhhhhh!
Black and red rays of light interweave dense red lines in mid-air, but they are dodged by Zuo Zhao's soaring speed every time, flying hundreds of feet away in one breath, changing directions more than ten times in a row, and the strong wind swept the sky. Get rid of the enemy of the Qisha Sword and slow down from the suffocating rhythm.

Zuo Zhao was in a bit of a panic. Seven or eight scorched brown marks appeared on the red dragon scale armor covering his whole body, and blood oozed out. He was shocked in his heart. With such an attacking power, even a medium magic weapon was damaged. I was afraid that I would be killed in one face-to-face.

Fortunately, it was too illusory, otherwise he would have to pay for this magic weapon.

"Could it be that the talisman bestowed by heaven should be obtained by the Wu family, I'm not reconciled..." Zuo Zhao panted, covering his neck that was bleeding continuously. The sea of ​​consciousness is there, and the combat power is still there.

Of course, the physical body is still very important before reaching the real soul of Yuanshen. It is the foundation of the Dao. If the skin of the Taoist priest is damaged, the Yin God has nothing to rely on.

Zuo Zhao didn't dare to be careless anymore, and now he operated the Bafengji Bofa, set up the Four Seasons Gengfeng Technique, and rotated to the spring breeze of revival of all things, a layer of tender green surrounded him with a fresh whirlwind, and his body shone with green light.

In an instant, the deep wounds on his body that were left with evil spirit stopped bleeding and healed.

Wu Ming in the sky couldn't help frowning when he saw this scene. He knew that the Four Seasons Gengfeng Art is a spell that combines the principles of the four seasons. , which also brings about the problem of sparseness of everything.

Logically speaking, although 'Spring Breeze' has the effect of restoring vitality, it is not so perverted. It is almost equivalent to a specialized healing spell.

He didn't have time to think about it, Zuo Zhao below had already mastered the Feilian escape method, rushed up extremely fast, surrounded by a huge air current, with a radius of ten feet, almost like a hurricane.

Wu Ming decisively manipulated the sword light to fall like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, and the killing spirit burst out from the Qisha sword overflowed, covering the sky with red clouds.

At this moment, Zuo Zhao yelled loudly, and a huge rapidly rotating air flow went upstream, manifesting a deer-body, sparrow-headed monster with teeth and claws, and collided fiercely with the black and red sword light.

There was a loud bang, the sword shadow in the sky was retracted, a circle of black and red light wheels spun upside down, the hurricane exploded, and the plain white air scattered in all directions, falling into sparse frost and snow, like pieces of goose feathers fluttering, beautiful and poetic.

Wu Ming only felt a huge shock in his mind, and his majestic mental power could barely hold the Seven Shades Yin Talisman Sword. The black and red light wheel flipped tens of feet away before he stopped it, and it turned into a ray of sword light staying around his body .

Just as he was about to continue attacking and killing Zuo Zhao from the top down, the other party took advantage of this gap and burst out Fei Lian's escapism many times, rushing up to the sky parallel to him in one breath.

And with the change of Zuo Zhao's formula, the circling plain white air flow turned into autumn-like red and yellow in vain, attacking him with lingering sorrow. cast spells.

Wu Ming's face was calm, and a jasper talisman turned round and round on the crystal clear sea of ​​consciousness, easily dispelling the sorrow and sorrow.

But the next moment, Zuo Zhao took the opportunity to make another change. The bitter winter wind swept across with countless ice blades, and the strengthened plain white whirlwind made the surface of Yunluan turbulent. The so-called restraint is only a relative term.

Seeing that the flexible cloud layer was about to be cut off and hurt the body, Wu Ming frowned, and performed the Jade Blood Alchemy Technique again, a round of pure white sun shook the wanton wind.

Zuo Zhao gained a lot of wisdom by learning from a pitfall, and he had already hidden far away, and he was very good at keeping the distance.

After all, the Jade Blood Alchemy Art is not a Taoist art that specializes in attacking and attacking, and Yunluan Riding the Wind Art is far inferior to Feilian Escape Art in a short distance.

The two became stalemate like this, and each other's attacks couldn't help each other's defense, abruptly turning the fighting into a turn-based game, where you come and go.

But Wu Ming's mentality is very calm, he still has some methods that he has not used. After a period of fighting, he also found out that the opponent's mana has accumulated, and it only takes half a year to practice, which is far inferior to his own three-year practice. Consuming it like this will be very harmful to him. favorable.

(End of this chapter)