Fire Dragon Magic

Regardless of whether this person is Liu Yun or not, Pang Cheng didn't want him to disturb the marriage, so he quickly called to the guard at the door: "Come here, drag this lunatic out for me."

Four guards quickly rushed in at the door, they set up Yang Tian and dragged him outside.

"Yan'er, listen to my explanation, I am really Liuyun, please listen to my explanation." Yang Tian's voice gradually faded away, and soon disappeared at the entrance of the hall.

All the guests in the hall began to whisper among each other, this farce affected the original festive atmosphere more or less.

Seeing the embarrassing atmosphere at the scene, the old woman presiding over the wedding hastily laughed dryly and said, "Meeting a lunatic in the newlyweds is a sign of riding the wind and waves. I wish the newlyweds can overcome difficulties in the days to come and face the wind. The wedding will continue, continue!"

Pang Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to help Mu Yuxi, and the two walked towards the depths of the hall hand in hand.

Under a pair of eyes full of envy, the two walked to the innermost part of the hall.

Poor Yang Tian was directly driven out of the defensive array of the three major factions by four guards.

"Boy, I really admire you for having such courage. How dare you openly snatch a marriage in front of these thousands of people, hehe, but this end is really embarrassing. You were kicked out like a lunatic. This time you will be ashamed It's too big." Lei Hun not only didn't comfort Yang Tian, ​​but laughed at him from the sidelines.

Yang Tian wandered back and forth anxiously and ignored Lei Hun.

"Hey, let's go, since they have all been kicked out, what are you doing here?" Lei Hun persuaded.

"No, I must take Yan'er back." Yang Tian said firmly, and he took out the addressless mirror from the Qiankun ring.

After injecting spiritual power into the Wuzhi mirror, Liu Yun quickly adjusted the direction and viewing distance, and the scene in the wedding hall soon appeared in the mirror.

In the quiet hall, the voice of the old woman presiding over the wedding sounded: "Groom, please offer your most sincere kiss to the bride to prove that you will always love her regardless of life, old age, sickness or death, rich or poor, high or low."

Hearing these words, Yang Tian became impatient immediately, but when he was about to inject spiritual consciousness into the Wuzhi Mirror and teleport it there, he suddenly found a faint trace of spiritual power from the glass hairpin on Mu Yuxi's topknot fluctuation.

Pang Cheng, who was standing opposite Mu Yuxi, seemed to have sensed this wave of spiritual power, but when he looked up at the glazed hairpin above Mu Yuxi's head, his body trembled suddenly, and his expression instantly became dazed. .

What happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

Pang Cheng suddenly raised his right hand, and suddenly punched Mu Yuxi hard in the chest.

"Bang!~"

The majestic fireworks directly penetrated Mu Yuxi's chest and sprayed out from her vest, while Mu Yuxi's body had already flown backwards, and the blood drew a desolate arc in the air.

Yang Tian was stunned for a moment, he couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes.

"Bang!~"

A dull impact sounded from the mirror, Mu Yuxi's body fell heavily to the ground, and Yang Tian in front of the mirror finally woke up, he quickly injected spiritual consciousness into the Wuzhi mirror, and was instantly transported into the hall.

"Yan'er, Yan'er!~"

Yang Tian exclaimed and rushed towards Mu Yuxi.

Pang Cheng's body shook suddenly, as if he had just woken up from a dream, he took two steps backwards and looked at Mu Yuxi lying motionless in a pool of blood with a look of horror.

After being stunned for a while, he seemed to suddenly think of something, turned his head abruptly, and those devil-like eyes were coldly locked on Zhao Mengru who was hiding in the crowd.

"Yes!~You!~" These two blunt notes came out of Pang Cheng's mouth, perhaps because of extreme anger, his voice was visibly trembling.

"Hahaha, hahaha, this is your retribution, eh!~" Zhao Mengru's voice stopped abruptly, and at this moment Pang Cheng's right hand had penetrated her chest.

"Ah!~" Pang Cheng roared, and frantically injected majestic spiritual power into his hands, directly burning Zhao Mengru's body into ashes.

The entire hall was silent, only Yang Tian's cry was particularly clear.

"Yan'er, Yan'er, wake up, Yan'er." Yang Tian kept shaking Mu Yuxi's body, crying hissingly.

Mu Yuxi suddenly woke up with two dry coughs. She raised her trembling hand with difficulty, and slowly stretched it towards Yang Tian's face. At the same time, she kept calling Liuyun's name softly. Moistened her eyes.

"I'm Liuyun, I'm Liuyun, Yan'er, I'm really Liuyun." Yang Tian had already burst into tears, he grabbed Mu Yuxi's hand, and pressed it tightly to his face. The warmth is so familiar.

"Liuyun..." Mu Yuxi's eyes closed slowly, and there was still a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Don't, Yan'er, don't go, don't, don't go, Xi'er...Ah!~" Yang Tian hugged his head vigorously, shouting crazily at the top of his lungs, the memory fragments of this life poured into his mind like spring water middle. . .

"I'm Liuyun, Xi'er... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Yang Tian immediately ignited dark purple fireworks all over his body, and he directly used Yin Huo Long Shen Mie to fly towards Pang Cheng.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Qingfeng hurriedly sacrificed a magic weapon of gold bricks, and launched an attack on Liuyun who turned into a fire dragon in the air.

How can the attack of the strong Nascent Soul be able to withstand the attack of Liu Yun's current cultivation level? Seeing that the golden brick magic weapon is about to slap on Liu Yun's body, suddenly, a thunder light shoots out from Liu Yun's incarnation of the fire dragon. The ball of lightning directly hit the magic weapon of the gold brick, and there was a loud "bang", the gold brick was smashed directly, and the ball of lightning fell to the ground and turned into a human form. He was exactly Thunder Soul.

At the same time, Liu Yun's Yinhuolongshenmie also attacked Pang Cheng, but was easily blocked by Pang Cheng's defense.

Liu Yun fled to Lei Hun's side, his blood-red eyes staring coldly at Pang Cheng.

"Hahahaha, Little Liuyun, I didn't expect to see you again. It seems that my lord is going to kill again today." Lei Hun said excitedly.

"Heaven, earth and thunder soul?" Thunderbolt Immortal, who has the power of electricity, recognized the thunder soul at a glance. He couldn't help but exclaimed. At the same time, the five Nascent Soul elders of the three major sects immediately stood in front of Pang Cheng. And next to it, several uncles from the Three Sects rushed out of the crowd and surrounded Liu Yun and Lei Hun.

"Hahahaha, it seems that the lord of the alliance is right to come today." Shaking Tianming laughed gloatingly.

"Liuyun kid, hurry up and kill a few more and run away!" Lei Hun turned into a ball of lightning and rushed towards the five elders of the three major sects standing in front of Pang Cheng.

At this moment, Liu Yun's entire head was filled with hatred, and revenge for Mu Yuxi was his only belief at the moment.

Without hesitation, Liu Yun took out a Cultivation Ascension Pill from the Qiankun Ring, and threw it into his mouth without thinking.

Under the amazed eyes of all the immortals, Liu Yun's cultivation has soared from the late stage of gathering spirits to the almost perfect state of late stage of congealing yuan in an instant. In this scene, even all the strong people in the Yuanying realm present were stunned in amazement .

"Pang!~Cheng!~, die!~" Gritting his teeth, Liu Yun roared word by word, and then he took out the hundred thousand ghost banners.

After absorbing the power of the ghosts, the one hundred thousand ghost banners trembled violently, and the skulls scrambled out of the banners. These skulls quickly condensed into five huge skulls in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Yun took out the Swirling Dragon Sword again, obviously, he was preparing to use the Yin Soul Swimming Dragon with Spiritual Sword Formation.

After absorbing a large amount of fire dragon flames, Youlongjian split into five sword shadows, circling around Liuyun.

Liu Yun waved his sleeves, and the five sword shadows rushed towards the five giant skulls in the air, dragging a long firework.

"Hurry up and attack the skull in the air." Daoist Qingfeng was already aware of the dangerous aura in the air, and he threw a small golden sword at a nearby skull as he spoke.

The golden sword hit the giant skull in the air before Liu Yun's wandering dragon sword shadow, the golden sword body suddenly shone with golden light, and the giant skull was melted and dissipated by the golden light before it could support for a moment.

At this time, the other four dragon sword shadows had been successfully injected into the corresponding skulls, but because of the lack of a sword shadow carrier, the ghost dragon sword formation could not function normally at all.

At this critical moment, Liu Yun, who had already been dazzled by hatred, flew up recklessly, and rushed directly towards the remaining dragon sword shadow in the air.

Youlong Jianying submerged into Liuyun's body in an instant, and this unsuitable ghost Youlong's spirit sword formation was finally activated successfully.

I saw that the four skulls were absorbed by the dragon sword and sword shadow as usual, and then, the four dragon sword shadows merged into one, forming a dark purple dragon sword.

However, the situation on Liu Yun's side is the same as when using the soul corpse to cast the Yin Soul Wandering Dragon Sword Array. The Wandering Dragon Sword Shadow that entered Liu Yun's body was immediately divided into several ghost dragons under the action of the two spirit arrays. Shadows, these ghost dragon shadows scurry around in Liu Yun's body, and the majestic power makes Liu Yun's stomach swell rapidly like a pregnant woman.

"Ah!~" The severe pain caused Liu Yun to growl involuntarily.

Seeing that Liu Yun's body was about to be blown to pieces by the power inside him, but at this critical moment, the dark purple Youlong Sword that had just condensed into shape seemed to be attracted, and quickly flew into Liu Yun's hand. The vast spiritual power hoarded in Liuyun's physical strength immediately surged towards the Youlong Sword, and an extremely thick dark red firework instantly burned on the Youlong Sword.