Alien Super Search

"Two layers of domain!" Xia Zhanhong was startled, his pupils shrank suddenly, he never thought that such a situation would happen.

"The strength of the ancestor of Wanjiange has reached such a level that he has displayed two layers of domains..." Xia Zhanhong's thoughts flashed, and the sword storm rushed towards him with a terrifying roar, and the sharp breath pierced his skin.

"Hi!" Xia Zhanhong shouted loudly, raised his right foot high, stomped down hard, exerted force in his waist, and suddenly pulled back his protruding right arm.

"Bang!" A foot fell, the space shook, and ripples rippled like water patterns.Xia Zhanhong exerted all his strength, his body turned suddenly, and the long spear shot out an arc-shaped gully in the void with colorful streamers, and shot towards the rushing space storm.

"Crush me!" Xia Zhanhong roared, and the spear collided with the tenacious storm. [

Boom, boom, boom...

A series of jules roared, the tornado full of sword light was scattered, and several fragments of the long sword formed a wave of outward impact.

And under this blow, the long spear was also thrown outwards, and Xia Zhanhong's Nine Turns of Coiled Silk Transformation Force could not completely dissipate the huge force of the tornado.

In the inner domain, the white-haired old man smiled sinisterly: "My second-level domain is endless, and the sword storm is endless. See how much you can block... No one can catch the inner spirit below the middle level." Get off my double-layer domain!"

While speaking, the imprint of the long sword between the eyebrows of the white-haired old man emitted thousands of rays of light, and the fragments of the long sword that had just been scattered seemed to be drawn by a long line, and returned to the edge of the field in an instant, and fused into a brand new long sword.

"Energy rotation!" Xia Zhanhong's eyes became more dignified when he saw the fragments of the long sword in the tornado recombined into a long sword. He had seen such a situation in the chain sword formation... He knew that the opponent's next attack , will definitely continue.

His thoughts haven't settled yet.Various energy long swords shot out from the edge of the field, and quickly formed a blade storm under the interaction, swirling and pounced again.

Xia Zhanhong squinted at the inner field, his pupils flickered, and he shot out against the sword storm.

"Hey!" From the tip of the spear, several colorful filaments of real essence visible to the naked eye shot out like sharp swords, piercing through the frozen space and pointing into the storm of sword blades.

"Explosion!" Xia Zhanhong shook his right arm vigorously, and there was a bang, and the blade storm shattered again.

inner realm.The white-haired old man showed surprise in his eyes, and he said grimly: "Xia Zhanhong, it really deserves its reputation! True essence turns into filaments, and every strand of true essence is condensed into a solid shape, I can't do it now... But, the more this is the case, The more I can't keep you! You will die today. No matter how high your true essence is, you can't stop the exhausting storm of sword blades in the second-floor domain..."

"The items in the Great Wilderness Holy Land, as well as the things valued by the five major forces in Dongshengzhou, should also be able to make up for the loss of my eighth-story sword pavilion..." The eyebrows and swords gleamed, the white-haired old man waved his sleeves, two people in the second-floor domain The blade storm formed at the same time.

"Two?" Xia Zhanhong sneered in his heart, shaking the spear in his right hand.Humming, the body of the gun is a little fuzzy due to high-frequency vibrations.

"Bang! Bang!" There were two more explosions, and the two blade storms shattered at the same time.

"It's so fast, two of them were broken at the same time... But. Next is four! Let's see how many you can break!" The white-haired old man waved his hands, and several layers of shadows were drawn. In the mark between his eyebrows, a Sharp sword energy spurted out.

"Woo~" There was a sharp howl like a ghost crying in the void of the second floor, and four blade storms swooped in from all directions.

Xia Zhanhong's expression was silent, he could not see any fluctuations, his body turned, and his right arm holding the gun pointed out again.

In an instant, Xia Zhanhong's figure turned into an illusion. It seemed that he had three extra arms, and each arm was holding a long spear. A strange scene appeared in the void where four spears pierced at the same time.

"Bang!" The four blade storms exploded again. [

"So fast!" The white-haired old man was dumbfounded, and a layer of cold sweat instantly leaked out of his vest.

"So what, the blade storm is exhausted, and you will be exhausted... this time there are eight!" The corners of the white-haired old man's eyes twitched, showing a ferocious look, his figure became illusory, and his hands could no longer see the reality. shape.

Xia Zhanhong looked at the white-haired old man in the first-level domain, and sneered in his heart: "Energy cycle, although the blade storm in the second-level domain can be cast continuously, but you need divine sense to control it, I don't believe that your divine sense can't be consumed." over!"

Another shot was fired, and Xia Zhanhong had a few more arms, and the eight tornadoes shattered in an instant.

"He can destroy eight blade storms at the same time!" The white-haired old man froze, obviously not expecting it.

Immediately, he roared loudly: "Xia Zhanhong, no matter how fast your attack speed is, when your true energy is exhausted, the energy circulation in the second-level domain will consume you to death sooner or later!"

The sword energy between the brows spurted out, and a storm of sword blades formed continuously.This time, the number of blade storms he controlled at the same time decreased, but the connection between them was closer.

Xia Zhanhong narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in his heart: "If you want to use the method of continuous attack to fight consumption with me, I'm afraid it will disappoint you as well!"

With a flick of the spear, Xia Zhanhong stepped forward, and rushed towards the storm of blades...

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour... One hour passed, and the blade storms shattered one after another, but Xia Zhanhong didn't see any signs of depleting his true energy.

"Is this kid a human being? He fought Bladestorm for an hour, and he still has plenty of real energy to use..."

At this time, the ancestor of Wanjiange's heart was cold, and he couldn't help but swear. The attack power of the blade storm is stronger than that of ordinary inner spirits. If Xia Zhanhong's attack power is not there, he would doubt it. Is the other party a middle-level inner spirit?

The sword-shaped imprint between the eyebrows gradually faded, and the white-haired old man became more and more anxious: "No, keep going, Xia Zhanhong's true energy is not exhausted, and my divine sense has already been exhausted!"

With a fixed gaze, the expression of the white-haired old man became more ferocious: "You are only a hundred years old, and you have inner spiritual strength! Originally, you wanted to search your soul to find out your secrets, but now it seems that it is impossible... Haotian Sword Art Under it, the spirit and soul will be destroyed!"

As the thought flashed, the already dim imprint between the eyebrows of the white-haired old man suddenly became brighter, releasing billions of rays of light.

The sword light on the edge of the second-layer domain suddenly vibrated, hundreds of blade storms were generated at the same time, and the solid void boiled like boiling water.

"Finally can't help it!" Xia Zhanhong's pupils shrank.His expression became extremely serious, and his spirit was completely tense.

"Haotian Sword!" A loud shout resounded through the void, and the first-level domain shrank rapidly again.The long swords merged with each other, and the domain was separated from them in an instant, forming two [-]-meter giant swords emitting dark golden light.

"Boring~" The crisp sword sounded, and the two dark gold long swords vibrated at high frequency above the white-haired old man's head, and the sharp blades split the frozen void several times.

"Xia Zhanhong, you're going to die!" The white-haired old man pointed his sword falsely with one hand, and a powerful sword energy rushed out from the top of his head, sinking into the two huge swords.

"~" There was a sound like metal rubbing between the giant sword and the solid space.It made people's scalps explode.

Immediately afterwards, the huge sword moved suddenly, and the two swords shuttled back and forth. The sound of tearing cloth was frightening, and a large dark golden net split the void into several pieces.Go to Xia Zhanhong. [

A storm of hundreds of sword blades appeared in front, and the dark golden net that split the void behind rushed towards him.Xia Zhanhong was in the middle.Avoid and avoid, hide and hide.

"This Haotian sword is so powerful!" Sensing the crisis behind him, Xia Zhanhong's expression was solemn, his body moved suddenly, and he rushed forward.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man smiled.Grimly said: "The Haotian Sword Art of Dacheng Realm is a hundred times more powerful than Blade Storm. Your only way out is to break through Blade Storm... However, if you break through Hundred Sword Storm, you will definitely be delayed. Those who cannot escape the Haotian Sword..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Zhanhong shouted loudly: "Baby!"

"Yeah!" A child's voice sounded, and a huge bronze tripod appeared on top of Xia Zhanhong's head, and the colorful light shone down, completely covering him.

"铛~" The blade storm hit the copper tripod, causing waves of colorful light.

At this moment, Xia Zhanhong raised his right foot high, and the power of the pitch-black space spread over it, and he stomped down hard.

"Boom~" Amidst the shock, Xia Zhanhong's figure suddenly disappeared from the shroud of colorful light.

"Yeah!" The white-haired old man's smile froze, and his eyes showed horror: "Spatial movement, it's impossible, how could he use space to move in the domain! Could it be that he is really a middle-level inner spirit..."

When the thought of the white-haired old man flashed, Xia Zhanhong's figure reappeared, passing through the golden sword net, and facing him directly.

"Ah!" exclaimed loudly, the white-haired old man reacted very quickly, he made a tactic with both hands, and the sword energy above his head was soaring into the sky, he hissed: "Haotian Jianyu!"

In an instant, the forward dark gold sword net suddenly disappeared, and the two huge dark gold giant swords suddenly rushed back.

"Sword Sea!" Xia Zhanhong said coldly, waving his left hand back, and the golden lotus flower between his brows burst into billions of rays of light.

"Woo~" It was as if a million-meter high-altitude wind tore through the sky, and the daggers shining brightly on the edge surged out like the sea, submerging the two dark gold giant swords in one fell swoop.

At the same time, colorful streamers passed through the air, and with a bang, the seven-star gun pierced the white-haired old man's chest.

As if he didn't feel that he was being stabbed by the spear, the white-haired old man stared blankly at the edge of the sea of ​​swords, and shook his head in disbelief: "There are so many sword galls, each one is a treasure, this... how could this happen! "

Xia Zhanhong said lightly: "Your second-level domain can't do anything to me! But I know that you still have back moves, so when you resist the sword storm, you have always prepared these sword guts..."

"What!" The white-haired old man's eyes widened, showing extreme shock in his eyes: "When you were fighting with me, you were still refining sword gall...you!"

At this moment, extreme fear appeared in the eyes of the white-haired old man.

Looking at the expression of the white-haired old man, Xia Zhanhong smiled lightly: "I said before, if I win, I have to settle the score with you Wanjiange!"

"Xia Zhanhong, haven't you done enough by taking away the place where my gold line gathers and destroying my eight-story sword pavilion, and now you actually want to kill it all!" Suddenly looking up at Xia Zhanhong, the white-haired old man yelled hysterically.

"The Holy Land of the Wilderness, you Wanjiange want to kill me, and finally exchange the place where the gold line gathers for my life..."

Xia Zhanhong had just spoken halfway, when suddenly the white-haired old man's eyes flashed with a sword light, and he roared, "Haotian disintegrates!"

"Bang!" Several dark golden sword lights rushed out of the white-haired old man's body.

"Yeah!" Xia Zhanhong backed away abruptly.

At this moment, the white-haired old man escaped from the tip of the gun, retreated violently, and rushed out at an extremely fast speed through the eighth-floor gate. (to be continued...)

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