Fighting the Supreme Realm

Waiting on the face of Qing Muer, I do n’t know when a little worry appeared, and Qing Haoran also frowned slightly. He knew that if this kind of thunder was changed to the ordinary Samsung fighting emperor, it would be a great challenge. He did not expect that Xiao Yan Accomplishment in the power of the soul is not low.

Xiao Qi's brows were full of anxiety and worry, and her heart was full of pride.

The thunder was fleeting, the barrier formed by the power of the soul collapsed with the thunder, and the first thunder successfully blocked.

The moment when the thunder broke down, it turned into a burst of energy and penetrated into Xiao Yan's body, and the magnificent energy instantly penetrated Xiao Yan's limbs and bones.

"Booming--"

The second Thunder followed.

Knowing that this second thunder is definitely more arrogant than the first, Xiao Yan didn't blink his eyes, the large ruler suddenly appeared in his hand, the figure turned, the chaos holy spirit was poured into the ancient ruler of sky fire, and the vigor was constantly flowing. Infused.

"Booming--"

The second thunder thundered directly above the Tianhuo Henggu ruler, Xiao Yan's arm trembled, and the thunder was cancelled out.

After the second thunder canceled, pure energy penetrated into Xiao Yan's body again.

There was a smile on Xiao Yan's face.

After half a whistle, Thundercloud surged again and kept rolling, and soon formed a huge vortex in the Thundercloud. In the middle of the vortex, a thick thunder, like a thunder dragon that had been entangled for years, revealed a powerful breath.

This pale yellow thunder, like a tiger, roared towards Xiao Yan, tearing in the air.

Xiao Yan's eyes were frozen, and the fighting spirit in his body was working. In the face of such a thick thunder, there was no trace of fear, and he stepped forward and sang loudly.

"Datianzao Zhang!"

With the sound of a drink, a palm waved out, and a black palm print appeared in the air, like a black hole, mixed with suction.

Xiao Yan didn't pause at all, his fingerprints changed rapidly.

"Huang Quan's palm! Huang Quan's finger!"

A palm print with a size of a hundred feet was quickly condensed again in the air, heading towards the pale yellow thunder.

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