Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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"Two, this battle is up to me!"

Murong Zhuo pressed the calligraphy and painting shuangchi with both hands, his eyes were as cold as arrows, and he said coldly, his voice was clanging like iron, and he took seven steps calmly and firmly.

Every step he took, the fiery aura emanating from his body was several times stronger than before. After seven steps, the heat wave surged, the white air evaporated, and the nearby rocks began to show signs of melting. Also had to take a few steps back.

Murong Zhuo's long hair flew up, and the fiery red vitality completely enveloped him, as if the burning red sun descended from the sky.In his eyes, there were no whites of the eyeballs, only two balls of flames, burning blazingly.Anyone could tell that Murong Zhuo was really angry.

Shudian and Qing Zhuzi looked at each other, watched with awe, and stood up for him.

"Murong Zhuo, you alone are no match for me, you should fight together!"

Zhanxiang Daoist laughed in the blood-colored gust, his naked male body, with knotted muscles, shook wantonly with his laughter, showing an arrogant and arrogant appearance.

Murong Zhuo remained unmoved, let out a loud shout, jumped into the air, and swung his arms to chop off!

A [-]-foot-long fiery red sword light appeared out of thin air. The sword light, as thin as a cicada's wing, was so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut through the heavens and the earth. With the sound of a dragon's chant, it slashed towards the opponent.

Real Zhan Xiang coldly looked at the attacking sword light, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he laughed wildly: "How dare you make a fool of yourself!"

Tuotian raised his hands violently, the ground wrinkled immediately, dust flew up, and a wall of earth ten feet high suddenly appeared in front of him.This earth wall is shining yellow, and after being blessed with mana, its defense is amazing.

boom!

The sword light chopped the earthen wall, making a loud noise, and at the same time the earth collapsed and dissipated.

Murong Zhuo's face did not change at all.Flicking his fingers quickly, three triangular flames drew a curved arc in the air, circling towards the huge body of Zhanxiang Zhenren.

This triangular flame is exactly the high-level spell "Rising Sun Flying Flame" that Murong Zhuo became famous in his youth. He absorbs the lava fire gas from the underground volcano and condenses and compresses it after being tempered by secret methods. Contains a terrifying vitality that shakes the earth, once it is injected into the flesh.In addition to exuding intense heat, it will also explode in an instant.

When Murong Zhuo was young, he used this move to kill many tough opponents, but after comprehending the magical power of laws, he rarely used it.

Real Zhan Xiang looked at the flying flames, madness flashed in his eyes, he laughed instead of anger, and shouted sharply: "This is what it looks like!"

After the voice fell.His hands formed an odd imprint, centered on his body.It released a powerful force field that rotated outwards. This force field was originally invisible and substanceless, but after the blood-red mist in the air was rolled, it was immediately visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Murong Zhuo stretched out his hand and tapped three fingers, the three streaks of red mana arrived first.He quickly caught up with the three groups of Fierce Sun Flying Flames, and after blending into them, the red light trembled, and he got into the force field of Zhan Xiang Zhenren.

Lieyang Feiyan entered the force field and immediately wobbled.No longer able to maintain the beautiful arc before, he spiraled at high speed in the force field. Although he managed to keep from flying, he still couldn't get close to the real Zhan Xiang's body.

Daoist Zhan Xiang's giant eyes flashed, and suddenly he took out a big ax that was seven or eight feet long and gleaming with silver light, and slashed hard three times in the void beside him.

Three groups of flames burst out from the force field, and they went straight towards Murong Zhuo and Calligraphy and Painting Shuang Chi.

The three of them dodged quickly, the scorching sun smashed into the forest behind the three of them, there was an explosion, and the rocks flew!

From the beginning to the end, Zhanxiang Daoist didn't move a step.Only with his strong strength, Murong Zhuo's attack was easily resolved.

The faces of Murong Zhuo and the others were solemn, and at the same time, they felt unfathomable. Zhan Xiang's huge body stood on the ground, as if it had taken root, and it was integrated with the earth, without distinction between each other.

The three of them only felt that what they were facing was not a huge monster, but an unshakable towering mountain.

Shudian and Qingzhuzi looked at each other, both felt scalp tingling, Zhan Xiang's strength had improved so strangely, except for the old monster Lichen mentioned by Ye Bai, the two couldn't think of anyone else who could do it.

But even for that old monster Li Chen, what kind of means did he use to improve the strength of Zhan Xiang Zhenren in a short period of time?

"Brother Murong—"

The bookworm looked worried, and couldn't help saying.

After he said three words, Murong Zhuo raised his hand to interrupt him, first he glanced at Murong Yuanshan on the grave, he was still lying flat on the stone with a painful expression on his face, but it seemed that the situation was not the same It got worse, and then said in a deep voice: "Two fellow Taoists, I haven't lost yet. I'm not wasting my time by sitting by the lava of the volcano for hundreds of years."

After finishing speaking, Murong stepped into the void again and walked towards the real Zhan Xiang. Although his physical body was much smaller than the real Zhan Xiang, his aura was not weak at all. Standing in the void.

A faint purple flame emanated from his body, and the color became darker and darker. It was so hot that it seemed to melt the sky and the earth, and the space gradually began to tremble.

"Are you finally going to use the magical power of the law?"

Zhanxiang Daoist laughed triumphantly for a while.

The laughter stopped suddenly, and his aura also changed accordingly, his face was gloomy like death, without any emotion, solemn like a stone sculpture.But the originally calm ground under his feet began to vibrate, as if there were countless crazy beasts living under the surface, trying to rush out of the ground.

"The Law of Earth?"

Shudian and Qingzhuzi stared slightly, their expressions finally changed.

Comprehending the Law of Earth is not unusual, but if Zhan Xiang did not comprehend it himself, but with the help of that old monster Lichen, it would be very shocking.

This also means that as long as he can catch enough Nascent Soul monks, he can continuously create a group of subordinates with top combat power.

Thinking of this, dark clouds shrouded the hearts of the two of them.

Just when the two of them were feeling uneasy, the space in front of them had undergone earth-shaking changes.

What the real Zhanxiang is stepping on is no longer the earth, but a sea of ​​magma and flames. In Murong Zhuo's world of flames, there are no human figures or monsters simulated, only hot magma gushing out, rising into the sky. Burning fireballs, and blazing flames.

On the other hand, Daoist Zhan Xiang created dark, bottomless endless abysses on the ground, constantly sinking Murong Zhuo's magma flames into the void.At the same time, giant dragon-like earth and stone dragons were formed, blasting towards Murong Zhuo in the sky.

The world of earth and the world of flames confront each other!

This is a battle between the two worlds, there are no gorgeous spells, no dazzling magic weapons, only the endless collision of the mighty power of heaven and earth.

The space shakes, cracks abound!A series of black space cracks formed around the two of them, exuding a gray annihilation aura.

While the two quickly dodged the cracks, they pinched each other with magic tricks, urging their own world power to blast at each other.

The power of their world is naturally not comparable to Ye Bai or Ji Cangmang's first-time products. Almost at the moment of unfolding, it stretches into a piece with a radius of hundreds of feet, and it is still expanding.

However, Zhanxiang Daoist seems to be a bit scrupulous, he controls his world power extremely delicately, trying not to touch the stone mound.

Murong Zhuo's heart moved, he turned his head and gave the bookworm Shuangchi his eyesight, and suddenly increased his mana, and the flame world surged again, rolling towards the grave mound.

The real Zhan Xiang's expression changed, he gritted his teeth, and had no choice but to keep up.

In the valley, a sea of ​​flying rocks and flames was in a mess. Some of the dozens of grave mounds on the ground had been burned to ashes, and some were tilted towards the abyss. Murong Yuanshan had also fallen rapidly.

Seeing this, the bookworm and Qing Zhuzi slammed out a gleaming golden talisman, Murong Yuanshan's body suddenly became slightly firm, and stood still for an instant.

The bookworm rolled up his sleeves and held Murong Yuanshan in his hands. As for the others, the two of them were powerless and had no time to take care of it. There were cracks everywhere in the air, and many weaker monks were quickly cut into pieces. After a few paragraphs, the body dies and the soul disappears.

"You three bastards, how dare you destroy my sacrifice, I want your life!"

Daoist Zhan Xiang was furious, roaring and rushed towards the calligraphy and painting double idiots.

Murong Zhuo drew his hands into the air, generating endless flames to block his way, he said with a heroic smile: "Zhan Xiang, our battle is not over yet, where are you going?"

Seeing that Murong Yuanshan was rescued, Murong Zhuo is also determined, and finally he can let go and fight Zhan Xiang. (To be continued..)