Refining Immortal Divine Cauldron

"Changhong Palm!"

Seeing Yun Teng killing him, Hong Zhentian also screamed at this time, and then shot an Essence Power again.

"Magging!"

A large amount of brown Essence Power swept out, like a storm in the desert, a mysterious atmosphere also spread, making this The formidable power of the palm is several times greater.

As the first member of the Changhong School, Hong Zhentian is not only well versed in the artistic conception of earth, but also has reached the Great Accomplishment Realm world. This palm is the power that blesses the artistic conception of earth!

"The artistic conception of soil in the Great Accomplishment Realm world?"

The eyebrows are slightly raised, Yunteng turns his palm into a fist, his figure does not retreat but advances, and he still faces Hong Zhentian's face. A palm.

"Boom! hong long long!"

Under the intersecting fists, a powerful Essence Power surplus also spread outward, causing the situation to change.

"shua!"

After the one-stroke match, Yunteng withdrew and retreated, and then stood in the air.

I saw that his face was still indifferent, and the daoist robe on his body was not even contaminated by dust, and he was unscathed.

On the other hand, Hong Zhentian, who is across from the sky, looks a little embarrassed, with hot sweat dripping on his forehead, and even the martial arts robes on his body are somewhat damaged. Some small wounds are faintly visible in the left shoulder. The next touch of black green.

Obviously, in the matchup this time, the opposite Yunteng has the upper hand.

"This guy is really tricky...!"

Although he blocked the opponent's punch, Hong Zhentian didn't feel any joy in his heart. Instead, he was deeply jealous.

After all, he used the artistic conception of earth in the fight this time, but he still suffered a slight injury.

Apart from this, Yunteng, as a Talisman Master, has not yet used his hole cards.

If the opponent directly threw away a middle-level magic talisman, even with full defense, Hong Zhentian would not have the confidence to block Yunteng's attack.

"Hong Zhentian, your artistic conception of soil is only this, even if you cultivation it to Perfection Realm, it is not my opponent..."

From the sleeve robe again Taking out a scarlet charm, Yunteng's face is stern, with infinite baleful aura and killing intent emanating from his pupils.

"It's over!"

The figure rushed out again, and the mutter incantations in Yunteng's mouth were seen at the next moment. At the same time, the scarlet charm in the palm of his palm burned out instantly, and then burst out dozens Dao formidable power The scarlet flames are not vulgar, just like the birth of Fire Dragon.

"Magging!"

A large number of scarlet flames swept across and raged, and then they gathered together and turned into a larger flame, unrolled bolt of white silk, and immediately moved towards the other side of the sky Hong Zhentian attacked.

Chiyan magic talisman, semi-intermediate magic talisman!

This charm consumes Essence Power extremely, and it is difficult for the weak to control and easy to backlash.

However, once the Chiyan Talisman is deployed, the formidable power is also infinite, infinitely close to the real intermediate talisman!

The opposite Hong Zhentian is the first Changhong School, Martial Master Realm 4th layer expert. Ordinary low-level charms can’t solve him yet, but the use of intermediate charms has some reckless waste of natural resources.

Although Yunteng is known as a middle-level spirit Talisman Master, there are not a few middle-level charms in his hand, at most only one or two to save his life.

Therefore, he just planned to use the Chiyan Talisman, a quasi-intermediate talisman, to deal with Hong Zhentian in front of him.

"Earth-Style Wall!"

With a loud shout, Hong Zhentian also used all his best. Dantian Essence Power unfolded unreservedly, and then turned into a huge The brown barrier.

"Bah!"

In an instant, the huge flame unrolled bolt of white silk struck horizontally, and then smashed Hong Zhentian’s protective body Essence Power and barrier defenses in one fell swoop. Strikes brought a dull loud noise in his chest.

"Pu chi!"

After the robe shattered and his chest was severely injured, Hong Zhentian also spit out a mouthful of thick blood, and then moved towards the lower part of the city and fell.

"Boom...!"

The figure fell heavily to the ground, leaving a huge pothole at the same time. Next moment Hong Zhentian's breath also plummeted several times, look It’s pale, and it’s impossible to move even a little bit, obviously losing battle strength.

Although the cultivation base is quite strong, the opponent is the Talisman Master with spirit strength. This time Hong Zhentian still suffered a big loss.

"How is it possible?!"

"Even Hong Zhentian, the first Changhong Sect, was defeated!"

"It's all over, the Black Dragon fortress is in danger!"

At this time, seeing that Hong Zhentian was defeated by Yunteng, the bloody Martial Artists and soldiers of the East Spirit Kingdom on the city’s head were complexion slightly changed, morale plummeted, and some of them were even more complex. It is desperate.

...

Above the head of the city, afterimages pass by

"Hong Zhentian, it's time to end..." Beside the rising Hong Zhentian, the corners of Yunteng's mouth raised, revealing a trace of cat and mouse-like jokes, a pair of dark eyes with killing intents vertical and horizontal.

No matter what method the other party uses, it is useless against him, the spirit Talisman Master.

He has a lot of magic charms as his hole cards, let alone Hong Zhentian in front of him, even if Heavenly Sword Sect's Yuchengfeng kills him, Yunteng is not afraid, although he can't help Yuchengfeng, but The other party can't kill him either.

"Dead!"

The right hand reached out from the air and turned into a sword palm. The next moment Yunteng also raised his hand and moved towards Hong Zhentian's throat.

The throat is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. When the fencing palm is under the palm of the fencing, the opponent will surely splash on the spot, Divine Immortal is hard to save.

"ceng!"

However, just when Hong Zhentian believed that he was bound to die, a cyan halberd light burst out in the air and hit Yunteng’s heart. !

What?

Faced with the mutation, Yunteng's eyes shrank, subconsciously withdrawing, and at the same time he punched towards the cyan halberd light that struck with his backhand.

“clang! ”

A clear symphony of iron essence came out, and Yunteng’s face flickered at the next moment, and then he took a few dozen steps before he slowly stopped his figure. , And the cyan halberd light was blown away by life, and then stuck upside down on the ground aside, revealing its true face.

"Really strong, this Spirit Treasure is not Mortal Grade, it is who?!"

Look up towards Azure Dragon cultivated divine ability not far away Yunteng's face looked jealous. At this time, there was also a vaguely sharp pain from the tiger's mouth on his right hand, trembling slightly, as if he had been injured by the power of the cyan halberd.

"shua!"

Just as Yunteng was uncertain, a gray silhouette of the next moment also emerged out of thin air, and then fell to the side of Azure Dragon cultivate divine ability and raised his hand. Pulling it up in one fell swoop, the long halberd hovered under his feet, and at the same time exuded a majestic breath of Essence Power.

"Sorry, your performance is over."

"Next is Young Master's solo show time..."

Looking up Towards Yunteng not far away, Fei Ren slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

He knows exactly how much the opponent has.

Moreover, whether it is competing with Essence Power or spirit strength, Yunteng in front of him is not his opponent!

"Who are you in the end!"

Yunteng's face was ugly, and there was a strong jealousy in his eyes.

From the opponent's body, he also noticed a breath of Essence Power that was far greater than his own.

"Dead!"

Long halberd Hengkong, ignoring Yunteng’s question, saw Fei Ren’s Azure Dragon cultivate divine ability burst out with a burst of Star Power, and then dark. The Xuan Mang was so big that it turned into a cyan shock wave and killed the opponent.