Chapter 1420 Wanliu return to the clan, the way to wi
Zhong Jie stayed even more, and then he said in a deep voice: “No, he is definitely not a demon, this is the ancestor! The chance of the ancestral bloodline is too low, how can it suddenly appear?!”
Yang Qingxuan’s heart was shocked. Xu Weilong’s changes didn’t matter. The key was that under the changes, the strength to resist the Tianxu suddenly increased.
Xu Weilong’s original broken arm was completely restored, and it was enlarged in a circle, covered with black scales like armor.
The pressure on the virtual light continued to increase, and was slowly pushed back by the fist.
“Extreme Dao! It’s the power of the Extreme Realm!”
Yang Qingxuan’s face was ugly, and a bad feeling was born in his heart.
If it was only the power of the extreme realm, it would be nothing, Yang Wuxin was the extreme realm, equipped with eight magic weapons, and was still crushed by him.
But if it is said that under the power of the extreme realm, Xu Weilong can still achieve true vitality…
Yang Qingxuan’s heart sank suddenly, and he secretly shouted: “No matter what changes he is, he must be a quick fight!”
The halberd was suddenly closed, and the figure disappeared into the air as soon as he shook.
“Want to run? Humph, it’s late!”
Xu Weilong’s pupils were red, and his figure suddenly flashed, and he grabbed it into the void.
In the space ahead, a little purple fire suddenly appeared, and with a “bang”, a circle of fire patterns appeared.
Xu Weilong’s palm touched the purple fire, and he withdrew back.
The entire person’s face changed slightly, as if sensing something, his scarlet eyes looked in all directions.
On the ancient battle platform of Yunxu, purple flames were growing everywhere, like stars, scattered all over the sky, like a prairie fire.
Afterwards, a huge phantom appeared under the sky, hundreds of feet high, standing on top of the sky, with both hands constantly pinching on the void.
“There are enemies in the world!”
“French heaven and earth!”
Around the sea of clouds, there were shouts of shock.
Everyone was shocked, Yang Qingxuan was carrying two great martial arts souls, which had subverted everyone’s cognition.
“Purple Fire, endless catastrophe!”
In front of the sky and the earth, Yang Qingxuan’s body was as small as an ant, but a little bright purple light burst through the sky between his fingers.
Fa Tianxiang raised his giant palm and snapped it in the air.
The countless purple fires in the void suddenly gathered from all directions and turned into a purple fire dragon, hovering quickly under the palm of the palm to crush the world.
Xu Weilong flashed a red light in his pupil, raised his hand, and kept drawing circles in front of him. There were thousands of magic symbols flashing in it. It was no longer a simple boxing technique, but a profound magical power.
“Ten Thousand Streams Return to Zong!”
Xu Weilong let out a cold cry, with his palms together, countless magic charms were instantly held in his palms, and he slapped away wildly!
“Boom!”
The huge magic light dissolves in the air, like a starry sky and cloud sea, instantly impacting with the purple fire, but it is instantly suppressed by the flame.
However, Xu Weilong did not panic, but made another move, still returning Wanliu.
“Boom!”
Two streams of the strength of returning to the sect bombarded Zi Huo back and forth, blasting the dragon shape apart.
Then, before the palm of Faxiang Tiandi fell, another move was made to return to the sect, welcoming it!
“boom!”
The two huge palms collided, the sky broke and the earth broke, all the flames exploded, flew down on the ring, and burned into a sea of fire.
Yang Qingxuan’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he secretly said: “Sure enough!” A heart sank suddenly.
Xu Weilong’s three tricks to return to the sect, the strength is exactly the same, not the slightest weakening.
“The purpose of using Wanliu to return to the sect is to conceal one’s martial arts, afraid that people will see the clue?”
In the void, Shi Yan’s face was extremely ugly, and said: “The power of the ultimate way that will never be reduced, Yang Qingxuan is afraid this battle is…”
Wu Xian’s face was blue and silent.
Wushan’s eyes were full of cyan, and he slowly said: “In fact, there is no chance of winning, but whether this kid can see the key is the way to victory.”
Wu Qiyue hurriedly said: “The key? What is the key!”
Wu Shan said: “Xu Weilong is already Lu Yukui’s body of three corpses. Logically speaking, one-tenth or even more of Lu Yukui’s power can be divided. But why does Xu Weilong maintain the air technique or extreme power from beginning to end? Can it? If he wants, he can even use the power of the realm king.”
Wu Qiyue said blankly: “Why…”
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On the ancient battle stage of Yunxu, the golden glow in Yang Qingxuan’s pupils constantly flickered, turning into circles of golden ripples, constantly drawing Xu Weilong into his eyes.
Purple fire in the sky slowly burned around.
After Fa Tianxiang took out his palm, he raised his hand again, condensed his palm, and the purple dragon whirled in the palm of his hand, quietly waiting for Yang Qingxuan’s order.
But Yang Qingxuan was motionless.
Xu Weilong grinned and said, “What, don’t fight anymore?”
The golden light in Yang Qingxuan’s eyes converged, and suddenly he raised his hand to pinch the Jue, and actually retracted the Fa Tianxiang.
Everyone is showing incomprehension.
“I understand.”
Yang Qingxuan said suddenly, staring at Xu Weilong, and said: “I understand the way to defeat you.”
Xu Weilong’s pupils shrank and sneered, “I am invincible for ridiculous self-comfort.”
Yang Qingxuan said, “You may be invincible, but Xu Weilong is not, otherwise you don’t need to suppress the power in the early stage of Jidao, am I right?”
Xu Weilong’s face changed drastically, and he shouted furiously, “What nonsense! Go to hell!”
As he said, under the flash of the figure, he teleported to the front of Yang Qingxuan, and slapped away wildly, “Wanliu return to the clan!”
Yang Qingxuan sneered, and also raised his arm, the dragon scales turned out, and he slammed away, “Exterminate the Dao Longquan!”
“Boom!”
Under the intertwined fists and palms, they were all shaken off by each other.
But in an instant, Xu Weilong flashed again, and the same move was suppressed again.
Within the Devil’s Palm, countless nebulae circulated, enveloping Yang Qingxuan in an instant, wanting to kill him with one blow.
And the strength of Xu Weilong’s body suddenly increased again, reaching the middle stage of the extreme!
Yang Qingxuan sneered: “It seems that what I guessed is right. Zhong Jie’s thinking is wrong, completely wrong. To defeat you, you don’t have to finish your work, but you have to keep fighting and let Xu Weilong’s body collapse. !”
As he said, he raised his hand and turned into a yellow flag of Wuji apricot, and thousands of golden lotus circulated, forming an enchantment.
“Boom!”
Xu Weilong pressed a palm under the light of the enchantment, the large golden lotus shattered, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.
In the Hall of Glory, Lu Yukui raised his eyes, stared into the distance, and said grimly: “What if you know? Isn’t it dead?!”
“Boom!”
The strength under Xu Weilong’s palm increased again, and Qi Guang became dazed, and it was about to be broken at any time.
A cold light flashed in Yang Qingxuan’s eyes, and he said coldly: “Actually, it is very simple to destroy Xu Weilong’s body!”
As he said, with a grab with his right hand, a sword intent surged open, and the entire ring was forcibly torn apart by Jian Tomb again.
The ground cracked, sword graves emerged, and the terrifying sword intent dispersed.
All the warriors changed their complexions and hurriedly suppressed their swords so as not to fly out again.
In the palm of Yang Qingxuan’s right hand, a ghostly spirit was blasted, shot, and a faint green sword continued to spin out.
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