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Then he shook his head.

Indeed, in his opinion, Lin Ming has already put out his greatest unique skill, that is, the black light. However, he is still inferior to the holy light skill of the four elders' perfect realm. Where can there be a more powerful move.

Then, Zeng Guangchao could not help humming.

Sure enough, at this moment, a black light appeared in front of Lin Ming again.

"Sure enough, there is no other move. It's the same move..."

For a moment, in Zeng Guangchao's opinion, Lin Ming is dead now.

"Well, what's the matter?"

However, Zeng Guangchao was stunned.

Then he saw that Lin Ming was smiling at Wu Xunyi beside him and suddenly said, "Xunyi, the power of the four elders' holy light is really powerful. I'm afraid that only by joining hands can we stop the four elders' move."

"Together?" Then, Zeng Guangchao couldn't help laughing.

In his opinion, although Wu Xunyi has five levels of strength in the spiritual realm, which is really shocking, she can't resist the holy light of the perfect realm in the face of the four elders who have seven levels of strength in the spiritual realm.

As for some of Zeng Guangchao's little Jiujiu, Lin Ming and Wu Xunyi, naturally they don't know.

Hearing Lin Ming's words, Wu Xunyi nodded slightly. In an instant, a breath of blood red appeared on the top of Wu Xunyi's head. It turned and twisted, and a breath of incomparable power and strangeness came out.

"This is..."

Suddenly see such a scene, even Jin Yueyao can not help but first surprised, step subconsciously back a few times.

"What, what kind of move is this? Compared with the light of destruction, its momentum is stronger than it is weaker..."

For a moment, Zeng Guangchao could not help being silly.

But then came a scene that made Jin Yueyao and Zeng Guangchao more stupid.

It is to see that the black light in front of Lin Ming suddenly merges with the blood red breath.

The fusion speed is so fast that in the blink of an eye, the two completely become a mass of black and red gas.

"Oh..."

In an instant, a roar, which seemed to be something but nothing, came out of it.

"I think I heard a cry?"

Jin Yueyao and Zeng Guangchao were both stunned, then shook their heads at the same time and denied such a thing, because it was too incredible.

It's true that when they listen attentively, they don't hear anything.

At this time, a black light, that is, the light of destruction, and a blood red breath, that is, the Qi of the real dragon, merge so fast that Lin Ming and Wu Yanyi are not surprised for a moment.

But then the two of them suddenly realized.

The strength of the two people has been improved, especially Wu Xunyi has been directly promoted to the fifth level of hualingjing.

It is not surprising that the integration of the two has such a speed.

Sure enough, the next moment, two people also clearly see, in the mid air of this mass of black and red breath rapid turning, stretching, rapid transformation into a form.

At this time, this form is clearer than before when dealing with sword nameless.

At least the outline of the head can be seen clearly.

"It's really the Tengtu of China, the form of dragon."

Naturally, at this moment, Lin Ming and Wu Xunyi can be sure of this.

At the same time, their hearts were filled with surprise. Unexpectedly, the light of destruction and the Qi of the real dragon merged and formed the Tengtu of China, the dragon.

"Here, what is this?"

Seeing the appearance of the black and red dragon, even Jin Yueyao could not help but look silly for the first time. As for Zeng Guangchao, he looked dumbfounded in the air, as if he had lost his thinking ability.

Naturally, for the first time, Jin Yueyao and Zeng Guangchao could also clearly feel that this kind of form exuded a momentum similar to Tianwei.

This kind of momentum is not weak compared with the holy light skill displayed by the four elders.

"What?"

Suddenly, a huge black red dragon appeared in the air. The twelve wolf kings on the side of the four elders were shocked.

Subconsciously, each wolf king's eyes also seem to flash a look of panic, as if suddenly saw the appearance of natural enemies, as if they were mice, suddenly saw a cat.

"What's this move..."

For a time, the four elder lingkongzi was also stunned.

"Not good..."

The next moment, his face suddenly changed.

Indeed, when the black red dragon appeared, it blocked the power of his holy light.

"Oh..."

Then, like an earth shaking roar, the black red dragon rushed towards the white light in the shape of three legged gold and black above his head.

"No, flash..."

At the same time, accompanied by the black red dragon, a general momentum like overwhelming, surging.

In an instant, many wolf kings, Cheng Shijie, Tao Jinghui, and two other Kunlun disciples showed their greatest strength. One of them disappeared.

For a time, the four elders, who were still in the same place, looked as usual.

He was murderous and snorted coldly: "boy, no matter what moves you use, you are vulnerable to the holy light of the perfect realm."

Before the words came down, a more intense white light rose from the four elders, and in the middle of the air, it condensed into two other three legged golden black shapes.

Hoo Hoo Hoo!

The next moment, the three regiments showed the white light in the shape of three legged gold and black. They counterattacked and rushed to the black red dragon.

Boom!

Both sides, in an instant, collided with each other, and an earth shaking explosion sounded.

With the sound, the two broke up at the same time.

Then, a white light, a black light, a blood red light, formed at the same time, in a whistling sound, flying in the mid air, entangled, collided.

As a result, a hurricane like air flow is formed, blowing around.

For a moment, the wind changed Lin Ming's face: "it's as strong as a force 10 wind."

Along with the blowing up, there are also huge snow blocks, with a whine sound, hurtling in all directions.

It took nearly ten minutes for this apocalyptic scene to stop.

Fortunately, everyone's strength is not weak. At least, they all have the strength to transform the spiritual realm.

Otherwise, even to the half step of the strength of the spirit, in this momentum, it is inevitable not to be buried by the huge snow.

"Well?"

At this time, as soon as Lin Ming stood firm, he saw a figure rushing over with a gust of wind and snow.

This kind of momentum is no stranger.

"It's the fourth elder of Kunlun sect."

At this moment, Lin Ming's heart beat suddenly.

It's true that just now he and Wu Xunyi joined hands to use what can be described as the most powerful move. For a moment, it seemed that he was just the holy light skill of the four elders.

Now the four elders rush over again. I'm afraid he can't resist.

"Hum."

But the next moment, with a cold hum, a figure flashed in front of him.

This figure he is familiar with is Wu Xunyi.

At the same time, the speed of the four elders was so fast that when Wu Xunyi just stepped in front of Lin Ming, the four elders had already come near.

He directly brought out the strength of the seven levels of hualingjing, and with a bang, his hands came out together.