God Ring Howl

Xuanyuanhong seized the fleeting opportunity.

When Zhao Xiang seemed to have won a complete victory, in fact he had minor injuries and even had a slight slack in killing intent.

Xuanyuanhong's facial muscles trembled a few times, and at the same time brazenly ordered the Confucian old man and the cold young man to launch a lore together.

"Three, kill! Do everything you can to kill!"

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The sound of the word "kill" has not yet finished, the old Confucian scholar raised his hand and rushed to Zhao Xiangxu who was on the roof.

A group of soft white clouds the size of a fist emerged, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pink mist the size of more than ten feet.

The pink mist sticks tightly around Zhao Xiang's body like tarsal maggots.

"Peach Blossom Fragrance! Time decays!"

Following the words of the old Confucian scholar, the place where the powder mist was located seemed to have undergone a change.

In an extremely short period of time, everything in the powder mist seemed to have experienced changes over time.

Bluestone, bricks, stone floors, and walls all turned into fine sand, and then turned into dust at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the pillars, beams, siding, doors and windows are also decaying and decaying at a strange and terrifying speed.

Almost at the same time, the originally magnificent roof could not bear Zhao Xiang's body.

The red tiles were broken, the rafters were decayed, and a human-shaped hole suddenly appeared.

The pink mist exudes a faint fragrance like peach blossoms.

Of course, the effect of this fragrance is far from being as lovely and intoxicating as it seems on the surface.

The bodies of the two killers in green clothes beside Zhao Xiang were covered in red mist, which shocked Zhao Xiang.

After a while, the faces, palms, arms, legs and feet of the two corpses sizzled like oil in a pot.

Immediately afterwards, it melted and flowed around as if a candle was lit, the situation was terrifying.

Obviously, if Zhao Xiang wanted to break out of the red mist with only his body skills, it would be absolutely impossible.

Because there is nowhere to escape, it is even more necessary to face the ubiquitous corrosion.

"Peach Blossom Fragrance is a strange poison, which is not harmful to me, Zhao Xiang."

"After all, I, Zhao Xiang, am the world lord of the spell world, and I have obtained the original force of the fairy world."

"In addition to having the Golden Buddha Fruit, which is rare even in ten thousand years, it is easy to counteract the fragrance of peach blossoms."

"However, supernatural powers like Sui Yuexiu pose a greater threat to me, Zhao Xiang, but I don't know..."

Zhao Xiang muttered in his heart, his body suspended half a foot off the ground, motionless.

For the old Confucian scholar, he had two supernatural powers in succession——

The fragrance of peach blossoms has been soaked in him for many years, and the years have passed and his life has been intersected with him. The burden of Confucian scholars and elders is quite heavy.

Zhao Xiang, who was half a foot above the ground, sneered, secretly thought, how dare you use the supernatural power of time?Are you not afraid of backlash?

The Confucian old man's face was getting older and older, and he completely lost the peerless demeanor that belonged to the middle-aged strong man just now.

In an instant, the skin hangs over the face like pine bark.

His hands were also suddenly skinny, as if only a skeleton remained.

Only those eyes were still bright, but they burst out with a vicious and ferocious light.

At the same time as the Confucian old man shot, the cold young man Yang Yi on the other side stretched out his right hand and slapped away directly at the waist.

A radiant chi-length dagger suddenly flashed above his head.

That kind of vigorous Buddha power condenses into a light that almost blinds people's eyes.

The ice-cold young man raised his left hand and typed several spells in succession.

The moment he opened his mouth and punched the Changfei Sword, he spit out a wisp of green energy from his body.

Immediately, the ice-cold youth stretched out his hand to point at Zhao Xiang who was trapped in the powder mist.

"Cut!" The ice-cold youth suddenly yelled with a heavy face.

The chi-length dagger moved against the wind, and under the urging of the Buddha's power, it soared all the way and enlarged into a giant sword.

The phantom of the gigantic giant sword, which seemed to be real, flew to half a foot above Zhao Xiang's head with a single sway.

The phantom of the giant sword radiated a sharp sword light that was more than a foot long, and it went straight to Zhao Xiang's head and slashed down.

No matter in the fairy world, the demon world or the Buddhist world, flying swords are mostly used to attack.

Although this flying sword is not a royal artifact, its power is astonishing.

Absolutely infinitely close to the Wangpin artifact.

From the moment the ice-cold youth made a move, Zhao Xiang's scattered soul wave felt this kind of sword intent.

Zhao Xiang then compared it with his Chixia Excalibur, and immediately judged that even if this sword was inferior, it was still a little bit inferior.

However, Zhao Xiang didn't care much about the old Confucian scholar or the cold youth.

The real killer came from Xuanyuan Hong.

Don't look at the calm face on his face, but Zhao Xiang is afraid of it deep in his soul.

On the surface, it seems that Zhao Xiang has been fighting fiercely with the Tsing Yi killer, but his attention has always been on Xuanyuan Hong.

Zhao Xiang understands that this time, the secret killing of Xuanyuan Hong is the highlight and the only purpose.

Therefore, Zhao Xiang has been locking, observing, and judging Xuanyuanhong.

The reason why he has been fighting fiercely with the Tsing Yi killer is just to spy on Xuanyuan Hong quietly.

Zhao Xiang knew that only by letting Xuanyuanhong focus on the killer in Tsing Yi, could he find an opportunity for insight.

Therefore, when Zhao Xiang's powerful soul fluctuations combined with the Qiankun secret detection array, he discovered a lot of information about Xuanyuanhong.

Xuanyuanhong gives people the impression that he is a body refiner, and his physical strength is comparable to that of a partial god.

However, in the world of cultivating supernatural powers, no matter how high a person's physical training has reached, it is useless.

It can be said that body training has already spread to every corner. No matter where it is, body training practitioners are very common and not uncommon.

Even if you don't want to be a body trainer, you still have to cultivate your physical strength.

After all, absorbing and refining the energy of heaven and earth must be stored in the practitioner's body.

If the body is too fragile, how can it withstand the reaction of huge energy when it uses supernatural powers?

Besides, Xuanyuanhong's status is extraordinary, so how could the third son of the Xuanyuan family in the Promise God Realm just train his body?

After turning the hands like a wheel.

In Xuanyuan Hong's palm appeared a giant black bow that was as tall as ten feet.

The cold and menacing breath spread out all around like a blowout, and even the air condensed along with it.

Following Xuanyuan Hong's roar of thunder, a blue thunder sky flashed on the black bowstring.

As a result, a thick ice arrow quickly condensed out.

Surrounded by the ear-piercing sound of piercing through the sky, it went straight to Zhao Xiang and roared away like a meteor.

Xuanyuan Hong didn't even get the giant bow, he threw it aside with a snap, and stomped the ground with his left foot.

Almost at the same time, Xuanyuan Hong jumped up into the air like a giant eagle, and rushed towards Zhao Xiang fiercely and domineeringly.

At Zhao Xiang's most difficult moment to guard against.

Xuanyuanhong used all means, supernatural powers, artifacts, and melee combat.

His only purpose is to completely kill his opponent, not to give him even the slightest chance of life.

Because, from Xuanyuanhong's point of view, after sacrificing more than two hundred Tsing Yi killers, he knew that it was impossible to capture Zhao Xiang alive.

The only thing left is to slaughter, maybe Xuanyuanhong still has a chance of winning.

If Xuanyuan's eldest son, that is, his elder brother, was hiding near the Buddha City, he might still make a move.

After all, this Zhao Xiang is very important not only to him Xuanyuan Hong, but also to his elder brother and the entire Xuanyuan family.

No one in the Xuanyuan family would want Zhao Xiang to escape from Xuanyuanhong's grasp.

What you can't get yourself, you can't let others get it.

This is the rule of the Xuanyuan family.

Forever the rules.

A storm of frantic attacks descended.

The look in Zhao Xiang's eyes was still calm and indifferent.

He didn't panic and panic as Xuanyuanhong expected, he seemed to have expected and prepared for this earlier.

Then, he made a lightning-like violent counterattack.

……

"Brother Xiang, look at my Demon Transformation Blu-ray!"

In Xuanyuan Mansion, in the center of a huge courtyard, a blue light filled with magic appeared unexpectedly.

It is as eye-catching as the blazing chasing lights on the stage.

It is the blue light of the demon king of the blue tiger.

This time, Zhao Xiang secretly separated a clone of Yin|Shui Lingqi to kill Xuanyuan Hong.

In order to prevent accidents, a trace of divine sense from the split of the Blue Tiger Demon King was also included in the ancestral orifice on the forehead.

That's when it came in handy.

The blue tiger demon king stood up against the wind in the blue light of transforming demons.

There are five figures that are exactly the same as the clone formed by his divine sense, but they are slightly blurred.

The six blue tiger demon kings seemed to jump out of nowhere, and the six hands were spinning around their chests like wheels.

Then the magic blue light suddenly turned into a huge mouth and sucked it in forcefully.

The scene that followed made everyone unable to believe their eyes.

The Confucian old man, Bale young man, and Xuanyuan Hong all shouted in their hearts——

God, am I, am I in a dream?This is impossible ah? !How is this possible? !

The pink cloud that enveloped Zhao Xiang was swallowed by Lan Yingying's huge mouth, and it disappeared without a trace!

This is so vicious that even Xuanyuan Hong dare not touch it lightly, and it needs to be taken with secret medicine in advance!

Such a highly poisonous substance, even the Patriarch of the Xuanyuan Family, Old Huangzun, would be afraid of it!

But, but it did not cause any harm to Zhao Xiang!

On the contrary, this Zhao Xiang released a demon cultivator who was like a soul puppet!

And this soul puppet actually specifically restrains the peach blossom fragrance that the Confucian old man has cultivated for millions of years!

He also swallowed it into his mouth like a tonic, and the expression on his face clearly showed extreme enjoyment and satisfaction!

After swallowing the pink cloud thoroughly and cleanly, the huge mouth smacked its mouth a few times.

The next moment, the giant mouth disappeared, and the phantoms of the six blue tiger demon kings all aimed at the Confucian old man.

Without waiting for Zhao Xiang's order, the six blue tiger demon kings rushed to the stunned Confucian scholar.

The phantoms of the six blue tiger demon kings became more solid after devouring the fragrance of peach blossoms.

The blue shadow light emitted from them was even more intense than before.

The bodies of the six blue tiger demon kings were still in the air, and six blue lightsabers shot out like lightning.

The old man who had been shattered because of the fragrance of peach blossoms had already suffered a serious setback, and he barely tilted his body in shock.

The Buddha power shield was useless, and six blue sword glows pierced through his shoulders and chest, and then pulled and dragged fiercely.

"what--"

The Confucian scholar let out a heart-piercing howl.

Its body staggered forward uncontrollably, looking at the six blue lightsabers, it seemed to be quite spiritual.

Deep in the soul of the Confucian old man, he actually felt that these six lightsabers were about to swallow him whole.

The old Confucian scholar is a poison cultivator, and most of his body is also highly poisonous.

For the Blue Tiger Demon King, Huamo Languang feeds on poison.

Poison will also increase the level of Huamo Blu-ray.