Taishang Hualong Jue

Chapter 188
The tornado storm swept across the sky, raging and raging, floor after floor exploded, and houses around it exploded, and they were pulled into it and circled in circles, like a sharp blade, exuding amazing cutting power.

The tornado storm was suddenly torn open a crack, and then a gray-black and simple cauldron appeared in the crack, opened the crack, and the illusory and transparent flames burned fiercely. The flame seemed to be transformed by endless mysterious runes, burning The storm does not close it.

A stream of light, like lightning, flew out of the crack.

And as the streamer flew out, the cauldron reached its limit, was blown away, and the cracks closed abruptly.

The streamer flew to the street, and the light slowly dissipated, revealing four embarrassed figures, with disheveled clothes and fluctuating breath.

Qin Luo held the scepter in his hand, his face flushed abnormally, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

It is the backlash of the reincarnation dragon furnace.

"The king and the strong are really strong."

Putting the Samsara Dragon Stove into his body, his spiritual thoughts swept across the fine cracks on it, and Qin Luo's eyes showed a look of astonishment.

Although the Samsara Dragon Furnace is in a space between reality and reality, it is not in a real form, but its hardness is no less than that of an earth-level Horcrux, but it only lasted less than two breaths before it was squeezed out of the crack.

"Miss."

Two figures flew over, their auras were chaotic and violent, and their powerful power fluctuated up and down. They were Lan Mengyi's two guardians, and they landed in front of the four of them. Seeing that Lan Mengyi was fine, they couldn't help but let go. tone.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin." The two showed gratitude to Qin Luo.

Qin Luo shook his head, waved his hands lightly, with a trace of apology on his face, "You two seniors don't have to do this, Miss Lan is also implicated because of me."

"No matter what, I still want to thank Mr. Qin."

The old woman showed gratitude, and at the same time there was a look of surprise in her eyes, surprised by Qin Luo's strength.

Immediately, she looked at the circling tornado storm, her eyes revealed a serious look, murderous intent.

This feud is over.

"You stay away."

Qin Luo raised his hand and waved a wave of spiritual energy, like a horse training, rolled up the three of Qin Yan and pushed them tens of meters away, then slowly raised his head, looking at the tornado storm that was gradually stagnating and spreading with cold eyes.

The tornado storm, exuding an incomparably violent aura, slowly stopped spinning, and a blurry figure gradually emerged from it, with a breeze swirling around it, like a spirit of the wind.

"Men of the Lan family, leave quickly. This matter has nothing to do with you. If you interfere again, stay here forever."

The erratic voice, like the swirling and rhythmic breeze, exudes a chilly air. In the eyes of the blurred figure, there seems to be a storm that is conceived, capable of devouring and strangling everything.

"It seems that the accumulation of nearly a hundred years has given you great confidence, and you have also forgotten that the majesty of the Lan family cannot be offended."

The old man stepped into the air, with a faint blue light flowing like water waves on his body, a tide formed behind him, there seemed to be the sound of rushing water, and the sound of thunderous waves hitting the shore, and the air became humid.

The old woman also soared into the sky, and a chill spread over the sky, layers of silver frost spread on the ground, and the wooden staff in her hand gradually changed, becoming as transparent as ice crystals.

The two looked at the man with a blurred and distorted figure with cold eyes, and there was a murderous intent in their eyes, as well as an indelible fear.

Although they are both in the Concentration Realm, the gap between them is too great. The opponent can easily defeat him. Together, the two of them will be able to determine life and death after thirty to fifty rounds.

Although they knew that they were invincible, but the other party hurt Lan Mengyi in front of them, even if they were invincible, they had to fight. This was the responsibility of a guardian.

Qin Luo glanced at the three of Qin Yan who retreated a hundred meters away, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and during the hesitation, a golden light descended from the sky, turning into a light shield to cover the three of them.

A moving breath permeated the air, and at the same time, that breath gave him a sense of familiarity. When he looked up at the sky, Xia Huayang nodded slightly at him.

No more worries, Qin Luo twisted his neck, his fists creaked, and the vast aura surged under his feet, supporting him into the air, holding a scepter, and violent power fluctuations erupted from his body, like a bolt of lightning. man.

"Humph!"

Feng Ling snorted coldly, revealing a hint of disdain, a storm was brewing in his eyes, as if it could swallow and strangle everything, a blue light flashed, and a storm vortex rushed out of his eyes, rumbling towards Qin Luo.

"break!"

A soft drink sounded like an order of pardon, Qin Luo's clothes fluttered, his long hair fluttered, and he held a scepter of ten thousand dao, with the rhyme of dao flowing on his body, like an emperor descending, the scepter in his hand burst out with bright light, the power of life and death surround.

The scepter tapped the void lightly, and the calm void was like a lake without wind. Among the ripples, a mysterious roulette manifested, and Dao patterns flowed.

There is a hidden power of reincarnation that makes the soul throbbing, and the roulette rotates, engulfing the terrifying power to suppress and kill the storm that is sweeping.

There was a loud bang, as if the sky and the earth were about to explode, an astonishing wave of violent air swept out, erupted on the long street, sweeping in all directions, and the wave made the two strong men in the concentrating state of the Lan family look pale Slightly condensed.

The wheel of life and death collided with the storm, bright brilliance bloomed, violent air waves swept across, and the air exploded like a tide.

Feng Ling stands proudly in the void, surrounded by light wind rhythms around his body, like a spirit of wind, with a storm vortex in his eyes, his breath is very calm, not violent and shocking, but like an abyss, unfathomable.

A blood-gold ray of light suddenly swept from the center of the violent air wave, and a scepter with radiant colors was surrounded by black and yellow mist.

It swung up violently, and slammed down towards Feng Ling angrily. It seemed that it was pressed down with a force of ten thousand ton, and the void was distorted.

Feng Ling's calm expression changed slightly, he let out a slight gasp, and pushed out his hands horizontally, two storms formed in an instant, like an angry dragon hovering.

Qin Luo smashed down with the scepter in his hand, his power exploded unreservedly. After all, the opponent is a strong king, so he must go all out.

The scepter erupted with extremely bright rays of light, purple light flickered, black and yellow mist lingered, and possessed immense power. The moment it collided with the storm, two intertwined and circling storms exploded, and a surging wave of air swept across all directions. The tide swept through.

The scepter froze for a moment, then fell down again with violent force, with unparalleled power, crushing the void and killing everything.

There was a trace of surprise in Feng Ling's eyes, and he stretched out his hand lightly, and a strange long sword appeared, very ethereal, as if it had no entity, and there was a breeze circling in rhythm.

The long sword is light, like a misty breeze, and it cuts out slowly, blocking the falling scepter.

When the scepter collided with the long sword, the clang and trill of metal and iron resounded through the heaven and earth, and then an incomparably violent power erupted, and the air wave swept across.

Qin Luo only felt a huge force coming, his figure flew hundreds of meters, his body shook violently, a ray of red overflowed from the corners of his lips, his expression was dignified, and he quickly activated the power of life and death to expel the invading body, constantly wreaking havoc The power of the profound meaning of the wind.

Feng Ling was also shaken back a few meters away, his whole arm was trembling slightly, his tiger's mouth was about to explode, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, he was a king-sealing powerhouse, far from the average concentrating powerhouse comparable.

Immediately, he looked at the scepter held in Qin Luo's hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and strangely appeared on the scepter, "The natal Horcrux? What kind of material is it tempered? It's so heavy."

(End of this chapter)