Demon Eye Shura

"This guy is really powerful. I was so concealed that I could even notice it. It's a pity that even if he wins the battle with the divine body, he is destined to suffer heavy losses in the end. At that time, we will take action to take these two down. Hmph, a person with a divine body, a kid with many secrets in his body, once he gets the secrets, my Nine Dragon Mountain Yazi clan will become the leader of the nine evil dragons!" A middle-aged man who turned into a Yazi was dormant among the crowd , a cold beam of light flickered between the eyes.

Beside him, an old woman appeared, stumbling towards her. She was short in stature and leaning on crutches. She was already very old, but there was a strength that should not be underestimated in this aging skin.

"The secret curse cannot be broken, the young master has been temporarily sealed," said the old woman.

"It's so tricky?"

The middle-aged man frowned, and said in Jiulongshan's language: "Once this evil spirit is defeated, please trouble Ying Po to save this son's soul. This son has planted a secret curse in my son's soul, which may be related to life and death." .”

"Hey, the old man's secret technique can indeed leave this son's soul, but it is dangerous, not to mention that this son is cunning, not such a person who is easy to be baited." Ying Po tightly grasped the crutch, and there was a strange fluctuation in her eyes.

"Yingpo just give it a try. If she can capture the god body this time, Yingpo will be the first!" The middle-aged man promised.

Ying Po smiled: "Okay, I will try my best. Whether it succeeds or fails, it depends on luck."

Although Zhuo Yifan couldn't see who was targeting him, he knew that he had been targeted by a mysterious force.

But Zhuo Yifan didn't care, because as long as the battle wasn't over, these people wouldn't act rashly, and he had plenty of time to find these people who had his ideas.What's more, he also felt that there was someone silently protecting him in secret.

"Zhuo Yifan, during the war, do you still have time to distract yourself?" The cold and chilling voice reached Zhuo Yifan's ears.

Om!

The next moment, Fang Wei's dragon's horn glowed with light, and an ancient dragon symbol burst out as an aurora.The symbol glowed and turned into two divine fronts, rushing forward in a spiral.

"Demon treasure?!" Seeing this, everyone exclaimed.They saw that this light talisman was not simple, it was a magic weapon sacrificed from the dragon horn of the Primordial Zhanlong.This kind of magic weapon is refined from a certain part of the ancient demon god. It can be animal skin, demon bone, or even flesh and blood... The power is extremely powerful. In the ancient times, the power was comparable to that of a divine weapon.It is known as a demon treasure.

Even though this light talisman was only a phantom of the "War Dragon God's Horn", its power was so powerful that countless people's hairs stood on end.

First it was the wings of the God of War, and now it is the horn of the God of War. It is needless to say that Fang Wei's body of the God of War has been accepted by the Dragon Realm.And it is very likely that with the help of the Dragon World, it will further fit with the Primordial Zhanlong.As long as he is given enough time, I am afraid that the former Longwei of Honghuang Zhanlong will soon be manifested.

It is not an exaggeration at all that once the horns come out, the lore is imminent. In the ancient times, the Great Desolate War Dragon had killed countless gods and men with these pair of dragon horns that had been baptized by countless divine blood.Now that the power is reappearing, it is really a world of pressure!

Zhuo Yifan spread his magic wings, took a step forward with the Dama Jindao, without any intention of retreating, his arms flashed with blue lightning, and the blood in his iron arms was activated, as fierce as a fierce head, with a long roar, his two arms were like a It popped out like a steel cannon and launched a fierce attack.

He didn't give in at all, and exerted the strength of the iron arm to the extreme. He only felt the two pixiu bones in his arm boil wildly, and the meridians opened densely like spiders, spreading to both arms. Two war dragon horns.

"when!"

The two collided head-on, and there was an astonishing clang immediately, and the sky trembled violently, almost exploding on the spot.

"It's amazing! Is his arm made of Shentie, and it can resist the attack of the dragon's horn?" The surrounding audience gasped, and couldn't believe this scene.

Clang!Clang!

When the iron arm collided with the dragon's horn, it was like ringing a divine bell, and the divine sound rumbled between heaven and earth, shaking countless people's hearts and minds.

They were dizzy watching it. No one thought that a fierce talent in the human domain, a genius in a region, and two strongest young men who had clearly never met would use the ancient city to complete this cross-region lore.

"The strength is good! It's a pity that it's too slow. The strength and speed of the Zhanlong Shenjiao are the best in the world! Relying on your arms is like blocking it. This is a dream!"

At the moment when Zhuo Yifan was in a stalemate with the two dragon horns, one of the dragon horns suddenly disappeared, appeared behind him like a ghost, and slammed into Zhuo Yifan. Nickname, any creature that bumps into it is a dead end.

For the first time, Zhuo Yifan suddenly changed his color, stretched his magic wings, and turned backwards at a high speed, avoiding this terrible assassination.

The two dragon horns passed by Zhuo Yifan in a crossed posture, and landed in the ancient city. With a bang, a large crack occurred in a radius of tens of miles, and two huge sinkholes appeared.

As expected of the Horn of Slaughtering God, its power is too powerful!The look of the crowd is full of sighs.You know, this is just a phantom, its power is less than one-twelfth of it, if the real one is here, this ancient city of [-] miles has been reduced to ashes.

Fang Wei stared at Zhuo Yifan closely without squinting. His heart fluctuated a little. He didn't expect the latter to be so difficult to deal with.In his eyes, these two dragon horns are enough to kill him.But it turned out that he had to come up with a stronger approach.

With a "bang", the horn of the war dragon flew out again at an extremely high speed, and crashed into the seemingly indestructible body, as if two peerless divine blades were quickly cutting towards Zhuo Yifan.

The two horns were attacking left and right, Zhuo Yifan's face was solemn, and he quickly struck out with both arms to resist the attack. The two dragon horns were so powerful that he could hardly be distracted.

"After all, I lack some skills, and I can't even see it as a feint!" At this moment, Fang Wei's dragon wings suddenly moved, seemingly ignoring the distance, appearing in front of him, and a dragon fist suddenly struck, extremely fast, precise and fierce , bombarded Zhuo Yifan's chest.

This power is extremely astonishing, faster than lightning, Zhuo Yifan was caught off guard, and when he loosened his hands, the two dragon horns moved forward at the same time!

The change in the battle situation was so sudden that many people couldn't believe it.

"boom!"

I saw that two dragon horns passed through Zhuo Yifan's head at a very high speed, and his chest was also pierced by a dragon fist. This sudden change caused countless people to widen their eyes.

"The evil is defeated, the head and chest have been severely injured, and there is no possibility of survival." An old man sighed.

Everyone stared at this scene with their mouths wide open. Two bloody holes appeared on Zhuo Yifan's forehead, and the blood blossomed across the sky.People saw that this was not ordinary blood, it had a dark golden color, like a treasure.

"Yingpo! Hurry up! Now is the best time to capture the soul!" In the crowd, a middle-aged man whispered, looking anxiously at the old woman beside him.

"No way..." the old woman said.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened: "Could it be that Po Ying failed?"

"No." The old woman coughed a few times, shook her head and said, "This son still has breath, the old body cannot capture his soul."

"What?!" The middle-aged man showed disbelief.

The ancient city was boiling, and the murderer died. It can be said that some people are happy and some are worried.

Although many people held a hostile attitude towards Zhuo Yifan, seeing the opponent fall, they cherished this opponent a little bit.

"It's a pity, this fierce talent is now completely famous, but it has only become a legend..." Someone laughed.

At this moment, everyone's eyes converged, and at the same time they looked at the figure of the young man falling down in the void covered with blood.

I saw that half of the boy's head had been cut off by the dragon's horn, and there was a huge blood hole printed on his chest, which was shocking.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a monstrous spark broke the tranquility at this moment. The boy who had fallen down suddenly billowed with divine flames, shining for nine days, burning the earth brightly.

"what happened?"

Everyone was stunned, feeling that the aura that had passed away suddenly revived at this moment!

"It's really strange, the aura of this fierce talent has clearly dissipated, why is it back?" the senior experts whispered.

At this time, many people looked to the other side in amazement, and saw clusters of tumbling divine fires suddenly accumulating in the void after melting the young man's broken body.

In the endless divine flames, a young man stepped out, like a piece of exquisite porcelain, flawless.

Surrounded by divine fire, the young man possessed a more shocking peerless majesty than before. He raised the corners of his lips, looked at the blue face in the void, and smiled slightly: "Fang Wei, I have let you down, I am still alive! I am a legend , I will be immortal.” (To be continued.)