Nine hundred and ninetieth chapters fight
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Xu Yi's huge witch body shouted angrily at the sky, constantly swinging his fists, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...
Suddenly, a loud noise was heard, and the golden mountain actually collapsed, and then it turned into clouds and dissipated.
Luo Jia Dangkong squirted blood.
"My nephew, what wonderful method can be used as long as possible."
Xu Yi took over the witch body and turned into Sui Jie's face, and did not attack.
Luo Jia wiped off the blood, swallowed a pill, pointed at Xu Yi from afar and said, "Since you are seeking death yourself, you must not let me."
Suddenly, he waved his hand, and the spiritual power in his palm was violent, and the transformation domain root appeared above his head. The spiritual power shuttled through the domain root and instantly turned into a golden pen.
The golden pen appeared, and the heaven and earth shook.
"Ancient magical powers, this is the freehand pen of the ancestor Buddha's court."
"A pen with your heart, and your pen with your heart will be as good as you wish, it's amazing."
"It's worth seeing such magical powers today."
The audience was instantly excited, and they felt that the time Yu Yuanhe was not as exciting as this time Yu Yuanhe.
Then he saw the golden pen swing in the air, and hundreds of powerful crossbows were suddenly transformed into. When he brushed the ground, the powerful crossbow became solid and instantly shot out hundreds of powerful and terrifying spiritual arrows.
Xu Yi released the source fire to form a shield, and was surprised to find that his source fire shield was thin at a speed visible to the naked eye under the attack of the spirit arrow.
Luo Jia sneered, "I'll tell you to be arrogant, and I'll tell you to die here today."
Immediately, he waved his golden pen continuously, and the powerful crossbows in the air were more and more opened, and it instantly increased to thousands. However, the number increased, and the power of each powerful crossbow did not decrease at all.
Xu Yi was shocked and said to himself, "This is such a magical power, but unfortunately he is entrusted to him by no means."
He couldn't see the mystery of Suixin's magical power, but Luo Jia was not strong enough. It is estimated that with the limit of his strength, he could draw the most powerful attack weapon, which is this powerful crossbow.
If he could draw a more powerful magic weapon, he would not be able to win this battle.
"No, Suijie can't hold on."
Xia Bingzhong said in surprise.
Zhu Quanwei said, "Old Xia, you won't want to take action, although Sui Jie will fight on his behalf, I will accept his favor.
But in full view of everyone, if he loses his opponent, he will have his own food, but we will not be able to get involved."
His impression of Suijie was very complicated. On the one hand, he transferred a lot of resentment towards Yan Wuyi to Suijie.
On the other hand, he was indeed grateful to Suijie for saving the scene at a critical moment.
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Before the two of them could finish their discussion, they saw the shield around Xu Yi disappearing, and a ball of fireworks appeared in their palms. The fireworks snapped into a hole and crossed in front of Xu Yi.
The hole is only about two feet in diameter, and it cannot cover Sui Jie's whole body.
However, the flame hole was released, as if there was an inexplicable devouring force. The spiritual arrows shot from the sky were all collected by the flame hole.
The golden pen kept drawing tens of thousands of powerful crossbows, and Luo Jia's face turned bloody.
Obviously, the tens of thousands of powerful crossbows drawn by the golden pen has reached the limit he can support.
When I brushed the brush, the spiritual arrows shot like the wind, whirred, the holes remained as if they were as bottomless as a mountain. All the spiritual arrows penetrated into the fire cave and finally quietly.
"What kind of spell is this? Could it be witchcraft?"
"Sui is worthy of being the descendant of Zhurong's ancestor witch. Such magical fire art is really not inferior to any Taoist method."
"It should be the long-lost flame-breaking technique. If you practice it to the highest point, you can produce this endless fire cave and swallow everything, and it is mysterious and unpredictable."
The battle became more and more exciting, and the discussions were getting louder and louder.
"Rat, this is what you asked for."
Luo Jia roared, and suddenly, the domain root was swung out, and the transformed domain root instantly wove the domain field, locking Xu Yi in the field.
At this moment, he blew his golden pen while waving his blood. This time his movements were too slow, and every stroke seemed extremely difficult.
Xu Yi was trapped in the field, unmoving and letting him write.
Finally, a spiritual cannon was born in the golden pen, and at this moment, two more flames burst out from Xu Yi's palm.
These two flames instantly showed a fire whip and a flame giant.
After brushing, the flame hole swallowed the fire whip and the flame giant, and instantly burst out the flames, and with a bang, it exploded Luo Jia's domain.
At this moment, the spirit cannon was fired.
A spiritual explosion air mass that seemed to have been compressed locked in Xu Yi, and the huge pressure almost forced him to move.
In fact, Xu Yi didn't move, so he grabbed his hands and a huge flame hole reappeared. With a whirlpool, the spiritual explosion air mass hit the flame hole.
At this time, this flame hole that seemed like a bottomless pit finally showed signs of being stuffed and began to twist and illusion.
Xu Yi waved his hand and the flame hole rose straight up. Suddenly, a loud bang, as if thousands of thunders exploded, and the rolling air waves made the forbidden array burst into a burst of light. A large number of fireworks slowly fell down and were extinguished by Xu Yi.
Luo Jia had already fallen from mid-air to the ground and fainted when the spirit cannon was fired.
Xu Yi guessed well. His magical power of Suxin Pen has not been cultivated to great success, and many wonderful methods cannot be used.
Drawing the spirit cannon at this moment was beyond his limit. Although he tried hard to draw it, he also forced himself to a desperate situation.
"It seems that Nephew Luo Xian is young after all, Nephew Cao Xian, you should take your people back."
Xu Yi waved his hand gently, and the wind and clouds broke the silence of the whole audience.
Meng Gui slapped his high-highlights, "Suijie is so magnificent, there are successors to Nixing Palace."
As soon as these words were spoken, no one knew that Suijie's position as the palace lord was a foregone conclusion.
Meng Gui was really satisfied with Suijie. At the critical moment, he was able to stand up to save the scene and share his worries.
The key is that you have outstanding strength in your hands, you can fight when you come, and you can win when you fight. This is very important.
"It's amazing, even if Yan Wuyi is here, he won't do anything better."
Zhu Quanwei said in a deep voice.
In the cultivation world, strength is always the hard truth. Suijie's outstanding strength is something that no one can underestimate.
All the kings spoke one after another, whether they were sincere or false, and they always praised Suijie.
After all, this time Suijie took the blame for them.
"It turned out to be the Lord of the Nixing Palace. Why do I have such strength?
The Palace Master of the Nixing Palace has always been the leader of the Evil Court princes. No wonder he is extremely strong and can beat Luo Jia. It is not surprising, but he doesn’t know if he can catch Cao’s three moves.”
Cao Mengqi said coldly.
He thought Luo Jia's first shot would fire, but unexpectedly he was destroyed by Suijie.
Cao Mengqi was holding back his energy to make a big news at this tour meeting, but he was unwilling to fail.
"The inner disciple of the Ancestral Buddha Court is also very embarrassed to challenge the deputy palace master of the Nixing Palace. If you want to fight, Kuang will follow you to make a few moves."
The person who spoke was Kuang Wuji, the King of Beiming, who was one of the only two powerful people in the entire field among the eight kings.
Just now, Luo Jia shouted that he was really inconvenient to take action.
At this moment, Cao Meng started to yell, but he stopped shrinking.
The main reason is that Cao Mengqi's inner disciple is there, even if he cannot win this battle, he will never be embarrassed.
Cao Mengqi sneered, "Does the King of Beiming only dare to take me three moves? If Brother Kuang wants to fight, how about life and death?"
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Chapter completed!