Big Dream Master

The blue Yan Jia didn't give Shen Luo a chance to breathe, kicking out with his right foot, sweeping towards Shen Luo's head.

As soon as the purple shield on his left hand shined, a layer of purple flame emerged, and it hit his chest fiercely, moving as fast as lightning.

The purple flame on the shield didn't have the slightest aura, but Shen Luo's pupils shrank into a needle eye, the alarm bell in his heart rang wildly, and a voice told him that he must never be hit. . .

"Drink!"

Shen Luo turned his thoughts like electric tactics to the extreme. With a loud shout, his arms suddenly became twice as thick, his palms turned into dragon claws, and his legs became thick elephant legs.

An extremely violent force exploded, pushing the blue big sword up two feet away.

The golden light on the Xuanhuang Yiqi stick swelled wildly, and the two ends of the stick suddenly separated, and the middle part was connected by a golden chain, turning into a three-section whip-like weapon.

The two detached stick bodies turned into two fuzzy golden shadows, which were slammed on the blue Yanjia Ren's body and shield.

Last time, after the Xuanhuang Yiqi Cudgel incorporated the nine-day gold essence refined from the golden small sword, not only the power has been increased a lot, but the long cudgel also has an extra magical power, which can be turned into any other weapon.

The blue Yanjia didn't expect this change in Xuanhuang's air stick, and was caught off guard.

Shen Luo reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief, and the three-section stick body immediately merged into one, and turned into a black and yellow one-struck stick. He was about to use the sky-splashing chaotic stick to counterattack. A cold breath suddenly penetrated into his body, and the mana movement suddenly became unsmooth.

He hurriedly looked at the long stick in his hand. A purple flame appeared on one end of the long stick. It was the purple flame on the shield of the blue Yanjiaren, which seemed to have been contaminated by Xuanhuang's air stick before attacking the shield.

A layer of purple ice crystals spread quickly on the stick, the restraining force inside the stick was completely frozen, and the golden light quickly dissipated.

Shen Luo was shocked, and immediately wanted to let go of Xuanhuang and retreat, but it was too late.

A breath of extreme cold eroded into his body along the Xuanhuang air stick, his arms were frozen into ice, and purple ice crystals spread quickly on him, and soon overwhelmed his upper body, and the whole person was about to turn into a human-shaped ice sculpture.

At this moment, a flaming red light suddenly lit up in his dantian, in which sixteen sword shadows loomed, exactly the sixteen pure sun swords.

The sixteen pure sun swords now host the sky fire. Except for the red lotus karma fire, the other sky fires have hot characteristics. It is not a problem to burn the mountains and boil the sea. At this moment, they feel a strong and unmatched extreme cold. The power invaded in, and several kinds of sky fire emerged.

An incomparable power of pure Yang gushed from the dantian, which was also mixed with a few scents of heavenly fire, and immediately resisted this force of extreme cold, blocking the purple ice crystal in the lower abdomen, and did not continue to spread downward.

Shen Luo was overjoyed when he saw this scene, and immediately ran the Huang Tingjing with all his strength, trying to restore the frozen body and meridians, but the power of the purple chill that invaded was so terrible that Huang Tingjing couldn't shake it anymore.

"What kind of cold is this, it is several times more powerful than my current Indigo Sea magical power!" He shook his heart, and tried his best to motivate Indigo Sea magical power, trying to get a chance.

His Indigo Canghai magical power is already close to the fifth level of Consummation, and now he can barely urge him to use his full strength.

A ray of blue light rose from the lower abdomen, rushed to the upper body with difficulty, flowing through the purple ice crystals.

"Sure enough."

Shen Luo was overjoyed, and continued to urge the Indigo Canghai magical power, the blue light on his body gradually increased, and he even began to absorb the purple chill.

The blue Yanjiaren was shocked several feet away, immediately stabilized his figure, and plunged into the sinking again.

A golden light shot towards the face, but it was the gossip golden bead in the mouth of Nie Caizhu Panlongbang.

The pearl has grown to the size of a human head, and the gossip pattern on it blooms with dazzling golden light, and the heavy mountain-like aura has also increased several times, as if a huge meteorite fell from the sky, unstoppable.

Nie Caizhu appeared in front of Shen Luo, her pretty face full of determination.

Light flashed in the blue Yanjia's eyes, and the big sword in his hand slashed horizontally, colliding with the gossip golden beads.

A loud sound of gold and iron strikes exploded, and the gossip gold beads were smashed by the big sword, but the blue Yanjiaren was also shocked and backed a few steps again.

A pink light flashed under his feet, and the Nine Heavens Immortal Aya emerged out of thin air, swiftly entwining Yan Jiaren.

"It's stupid to use this method to see my purple extreme cold." The blue Yan Jiaren uttered again, and the purple shield in his left hand shone brightly.

A group of purple ice flames flew out, hitting the Nine Heavens Immortal Aya.

Jiu Tian Xian Ling was instantly frozen by purple ice crystals, unable to move.

Nie Caizhu naturally understood the power of the blue Yanjia people's purple ice flames, but now that Shen Luo was trapped by the purple ice sculptures, she had to stop him and buy time for Shen Luo to get out of trouble.

When the blue Yanjia body moved, the whole person turned into a ball of blue light, shot out from the Nine Heavens Immortal Aya, and went straight to Nie Caizhu, still at a speed like lightning.

Nie Caizhu's expression changed, and she tried her best to push the Panlong stick in her hand, but her reaction speed was too far behind the blue Yanjiaren and Shen Luo, and it was too late.

With a loud bang, the blue Yan Jiaren who had already rushed in front of Nie Caizhu was suddenly shaken back.

A black figure appeared next to Nie Caizhu. It was the ghost general Zhao Feiji, surrounded by a black sword light. He held the black ghost knife in one hand and the dragon funeral flute in the other.

"I'll stop him first, you cast spells quickly!" Zhao Feiji said quickly, and the black light on the black ghost knife soared, turning into a huge black light and slashing towards the blue Yanjiaren.

He set up the funeral flute with both hands and immediately played it.

The sound of a dragon's flute was condensed into a series of black notes, and they shot towards the blue Yanjiaren like rain.

Yan Jia Ren waved his arm, the blue sword light flashed, the black ghost knife was knocked out, countless black notes poured out, but the blue Yan Jia Ren did not have any influence, and his foot stepped on the ground, turning into a blue Ying flew over again.

"There is also the power of the soul inside Yanjia, how can the dementing magic sound be completely invalid!" Zhao Feiji was startled, and immediately calmed down, put away the dementing magic sound, and injected the ghost howling magical power into the dragon funeral flute~www .readwn.com~Boom", black sound waves like raging waves gushing out from the dragon funeral flute, instantly sweeping the surrounding area of ​​several tens of meters, and the void is also shaken into cracks.

Countless knives, guns, swords and halberds condensed in the black sound wave, gold and iron horses, vast and mighty, sweeping across the universe, all hitting the blue Yanjiaren.

Yan Jiaren's eyes became more serious, and the purple shield stood in front of him, and the purple ice flames spread out on it.

Countless black sound waves froze in an instant, turning into a purple ice crystal, spanning nearly half of the space, the shape of the knife and gun inside the ice crystal, and the sound waves are clearly visible, which is frightening.

Zhao Feiji's body was also submerged by ice crystals, and kept playing, but unfortunately he was already unable to move, and the dragon funeral flute no longer made a sound.

Nie Caizhu was shocked, but fortunately, she had finished casting the spell and sacrificed her Panlong stick.

This rod of golden light flashed into a golden dragon with a length of more than ten feet. The whole body was shining with golden light, like a pure gold casting. It shot directly in front of Yan Jiaren with extremely fast speed, and the huge dragon claws caught the person head-on.