Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 214 Invincible Holy Art
Tianma neighed, a stream of fire rose from under his feet, and he rushed to the distance, his mane stood up, and the great pressure spread in all directions.

In the turbulent mist, Ryoma's gaze was flickering. The hot temperature made the mist seem illusory and beating, and became very blurred. It was already extremely angry, and there was a stream of fire from its nose.

"I'm ashamed of you, if I don't accept you as a pet, I swear I won't be a dragon."

Tianma's voice fluctuated, diffused into the air with the innate secret method, and fluctuated out, like circles of ripples scattered, and along the way, countless warriors suddenly felt thunder in their minds, and fainted .

Its bloodline inheritance is too powerful, and it can be integrated into the supreme spiritual art in a word. Perhaps what it displays is a kind of holy art, but it is difficult to manifest it because of the limitation of its own cultivation.

"Oh, stunned everyone, is it because you are afraid of shame?"

Beihan was fearless, with his arms folded, and a smile hanging from the corner of his mouth. Facing such a sonic Daoyun, he didn't make a move, which couldn't break Beihan's chaotic soul illusion at all.

Everyone fell down, falling in pieces, stunned by the sound of martial arts, except for warriors whose strength reached the level of blood warriors, other people or monsters could not bear it.

The golden mist surged, and the spiritual power roared. Unknowingly, the powerful beings present displayed their own skills. No matter what, all warriors who can stand here are extraordinary, and they can be called geniuses.

"Brother Yan Teng, I didn't expect such a talented person to exist in your Bei family." Feng Lingtian sneered.

Bei Yanteng's body was enveloped in red sword energy, sharp and thick, and Bei Han could feel the sword intent even from a long distance away.

This is a very powerful artistic conception. Accompanied by a burst of fire, Bei Yanteng has already walked a long way with the fire sword.

Facing Feng Lingtian's words, Bei Yanteng chose to remain silent. He was smart enough to know that even if his talent was strong, it would be difficult for him to stand side by side with Longma here. son.

At this moment, there are very few living beings at the gate of the cave of King Wu's Tomb, from thousands of people just now, to dozens of people now, Longma's anger made thousands of people faint, as powerful as gods.

The current situation is very obvious, Longma is fighting with Beihan, while they are standing aside with dozens of powerful monsters, quietly watching the battle.

"Princess Yunpiao, what should we do?"

Gongsun Longzhi has a blue streamer flashing all over his body, protecting himself from the influence of the martial arts rhyme.And following Gongsun Longzhi's question, the others all looked at this fairy, waiting for her decision.

They chose to stand side by side with Princess Yunpiao, not daring to help rashly.

"Wait a minute, this boy is very powerful and can overwhelm Ryoma."

Princess Yunpiao's eyes were fixed on that thin voice, and her words contained admiration for the young man, but from the depths of her eyes, one could feel a strong coldness.

Looking at Princess Yunpiao, whose smile is like a fairy flower, but whose eyes are as cold as iron, Beihan sighs secretly, he does not blame Yunpiao, a woman who is in the clouds, a peerless beauty, was inexplicably 'married' to Beihan , no one will accept.

"I didn't expect a human warrior to be so powerful."

The dragon horse raised its head and let out a snort, and there was a hot stream of fire. It didn't dare to fight any more, but stood on the top of a distant mountain, watching from a distance, brewing its own innate secret technique.

"laugh--"

Suddenly, the sky and the earth roared, and the whole earth began to shake for no reason, and a crack of Zhang Xu was opened from it. The murderous aura filled the sky, shaking the sky and the earth, and focused on Beihan's surroundings.

"Oops, it turned out to be a holy art!"

Beihan was shocked, during the movement of spiritual power, mobilized the power of heaven and earth, changed the heaven and earth with one thought, and destroyed mountains and rivers with one breath, this is something that only holy arts can do.
And only warriors who have reached the level of a martial artist can perform it. Unexpectedly, in this area where spiritual power is suppressed, Longma can still use it.

In an instant, Yun Piao's and the others chose to retreat. In the dark crack, they all felt a strong fluctuation of spiritual power, which was as vast as the sky, and it was definitely not something they could match.

"Earth and fire!"

The dragon horse neighed, and the sound of neighing shook the ancients and the present. Its whole body was shining with light, as if the flesh and blood in its body had been cultivated to the extreme, which could be compared with jade.

Bei Han was shocked, and his heart stirred up a huge wave. Now he can't fly, can't get off the ground, and leave this broken land, but the surging magma is approaching, and he must find a way to resist it.

Rumbling--

The sky and the earth trembled, the fainted warriors on the ground fell into the lava sea from time to time, and there were no bones left, and the surrounding mountains were constantly throwing down rocks, a scene of destroying the sky and destroying the enemy.

Finally, following a powerful heat wave, streams of fiery red magma spewed out from under the ground, wreaking havoc on the world.

The ten-thousand-year-old tree is ten feet thick, and its heart contains the essence of heaven and earth, which can be compared with the fourth-grade elixir. However, in this violent magma, it was reduced to ashes in an instant.

A black-faced orangutan who is still awake has already evolved into a blood warrior. He has high self-sufficiency, performs body protection magic, and turns the surging spiritual power of heaven and earth into a spiritual shield around him, but he is still in the endless heat wave of magma. Annihilated.

This kind of holy art is too powerful. According to legend, the holy art has disappeared in this lower Tianwu world. However, at this time, it was not expected that it would be used by the ancient relics, and it would be enough to kill several blood martial arts masters.

When he was in trouble, Bei Han kept calm. He looked around for the first time and found that Qing Linger and other familiar people had disappeared, so he was relieved.

"It's been a long time since I tried this trick."

Bei Han said to himself, with a stern look on his face. In the sea of ​​flames, he began to form a formula with both hands, trying to forcibly perform that skill comparable to a holy spell.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be a roaring sound coming from the ground, but under the ravages of endless magma, no one noticed that with the progress of Beihan's seal, the sky and the earth began to shake violently. This is a different kind of sound. The vibrations of the earth and fire flowed into the sky.

Shaking, the tip of Beihan's nose began to ooze sweat, and his face became paler. Under the tremendous pressure, this was the only way to survive. Swallowing the spiritual source of the lower tongue, he decisively chose this Xeon hit.

"Sandstorm Burial!"

Bei Han's face was pale, showing his weakness at the moment.

But the attack had already been prepared, and when the endless sea of ​​flames was about to engulf Beihan, the sky and the earth suddenly rolled up the yellow sand, turning into yellow dragons, frantically resisting the hot magma.

The space is trembling, and the sun and the moon seem to have lost their light. The fire and earth spiritual powers are completely rampant here, and the sky and the earth are endlessly rippling. Except for the escaped creatures, almost all other fainted creatures are wiped out. Thousands of people died.

The sky and the earth are vast, the golden mist is stirring, and the rocks and clouds are collapsing.

Horror aura boiled over, no one would have guessed that such a powerful blow was actually caused by a small martial artist in the innate realm. Although the power could not kill a martial artist, it could cause thousands of warriors to fall.

"Too strong."

The Fourth Young Master and Princess Yunpiao on the top of the mountain were a little dazed, they were completely shocked by such a grand scene, and this was a boy who was many years younger than them.

"It's amazing, the power of the holy art is so terrifying."

Gongsun Longzhi, staring at the blurry figure with his beautiful big eyes, was crying in his heart, but when he turned his head to look at the gloomy Bei Yanteng, he laughed inexplicably.

"Brother Bei, I didn't expect you Bei people to master a kind of sacred art. This is a great fortune."

Bei Yanteng's eyes were cold, and he turned his head to look at Gongsun Longzhi, who had a strange yin and yang tone. He knew that he was provoking him, but he was really angry in his heart, and there was endless anger or jealousy rising.

He is the most powerful genius of the Bei family, and he is the fourth son of Dafeng.

But at this moment Bei Han unexpectedly appeared, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, Bei Yanteng felt a kind of threat.

Rumbling--

The sky was dim, the flames burned half the sky red, and Bei Han also completely turned this small valley into a sea of ​​sand.

One person and one horse, using the sacred art to kill, changed the appearance of the world and mountains and rivers in a moment.

But after one blow, they were all weak.

(End of this chapter)