Chapter 106: White Light

(Ouyang will go crazy if he asks for some flowers and does not collect them for reading!)

Following Yan Qing's furious roar, the ten-foot-long black dragon raised its head to the sky and let out a dragon roar, and then transformed into black and white air, blasting around.

Countless balls of light collided with the rampaging power of heaven and earth, but the seemingly dense power of heaven and earth melted quickly like ice and snow meeting flames.

In the blink of an eye, the power of heaven and earth running wild around was calmed down by Yan Qing's move.

Lu Fan stared blankly, his heart tightened.

Even so, Yan Qing couldn't do anything about it.

The gap between them is really not that big.

Panting heavily, Yan Qing's forehead was covered with sweat.

Turning hands away, the furious Yan Qing grabbed Lu Fan's neck and threw him out viciously.

After several explosions in succession, Lu Fan punched out several deep pits in succession on the ground full of ink stones, and a deep ravine appeared in the hall.

Lu Fan fell in front of the golden corpse.

Not far away, the old bamboo ghost who was kneeling in front of the golden corpse had completely lost his breath.

The Old Bamboo Ghost's vitality disappeared without a trace.

The golden corpse just turned its head slightly to look at Lu Fan. There was no emotion in that gray misty gaze, as if it was another world inside.

Lu Fan felt that almost all the meridians and bones in his body were broken.

The oil was exhausted, and only relying on his strong physical recovery ability kept him from passing out.

"Are you really going to die? Then die, just stand up!"

Lu Fan held his breath, took his last breath, and stood up bit by bit.

Every tiny movement can make him feel the pain in his heart. The scale armor on his body has been retracted, revealing Lu Fan's bloody body.

At the dantian, the Five Elements Formation is already crumbling.

In my mind, the yin-yang array began to collapse inch by inch.

Seeing Lu Fan standing up at this moment, Yan Qing cursed loudly.

"Damn boy, you still dare to stand up, you little bastard, and you still have a magic weapon of a qi refiner on your body. If I don't chop you into pieces today, I really can't calm down the anger in my heart."

Yan Qing obviously hated it to the extreme, this time he was really ashamed. At that moment just now, he had used up at least 60% of his yin and yang source power, which was accumulated from his three years of painstaking yin and yang Tai Chi art. This loss far exceeds the value of a panacea. And all of this, he thought it was just that Lu Fan was carrying a magic weapon, which was a one-time item that could only be made by a powerful alchemist. The price is not cheap, and the power is quite good. According to common sense, this judgment is correct, but he would never have thought that Lu Fan used his own strength to use the small five-element destruction formation.

Raising his hand, a huge black long sword condensed in his hand.

The hilt is like a dragon's head, and the body of the sword has coiled dragon patterns.

A gigantic giant sword with a length of twenty feet and a width of about three feet appeared.

The tyrannical breath came like a gust of wind, blowing Lu Fan's skirt.

The blood-stained clothes rattled, and Lu Fan, whose blood was gushing, raised his head.

He looked at the huge black long sword in Yan Qing's hand. Lu Fan felt that at this moment, his mind was empty.

So what about life, what about death, what about heaven and earth.

Yan Qing's face was ferocious and he slammed his sword down.

At this moment, the huge sword that was originally as fast as lightning was so slow in Lu Fan's eyes that he could clearly see the lines of power flowing slowly on the sword and the trajectory of the giant sword falling.

"It's a pity, I still have so many things I haven't done."

Lu Fan sighed in his heart, but the light in his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Even if it is death, it must be a vigorous death, dragging the other party to die together."

With a loud shout from Lu Fan, the yin-yang formation and five-element formation in his body instantly shattered, and countless fragments swept across Lu Fan's body at this moment. Then the power of the two formations collapsed, and a little light appeared on Lu Fan's body.

This is a white light that can blind people's eyes, even more dazzling than the sun's rays.

When this ray of light appeared, Lu Fan's blood essence began to be squeezed, and all the surrounding forces of heaven and earth retreated suddenly.

This kind of power is by no means strong strength, nor vitality.

With its appearance, the surrounding void began to shatter. Yan Qing also felt a breath that could endanger his life at the same time.

Immediately, Yan Qing's hairs stood on end.

At this moment, the golden corpse stood up abruptly, and a dazzling golden light suddenly hit Yan Qing's powerful giant sword.

Before Yan Qing could react, the golden light completely destroyed his strength, and at the same time, a tyrannical force moved him directly behind the golden corpse, and at the same time, another ray of light hit Yan Qing, hitting him into the opening. In the portal.

Yan Qing was driven out of the Void Mansion without any resistance.

Yan Qing smashed a boulder, and the boulder, which was the size of a house, was smashed into pieces. The portal suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Not far from him, Han Feng and others managed to regain their mobility from Yan Qing's soul-stirring eyes.

Seeing Yan Qing who was thrown out, Han Feng's eyes turned red immediately, and he yelled loudly: "Fuck me, Yan Qing, take your life for me."

Beside, Chu Tian firmly grabbed Han Feng.

Chu Xing gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling with excitement, obviously he couldn't help but want to fight Yan Qing desperately.

Chu Tian also grabbed Chu Xing, dragged the two of them and said, "Let's go!"

Han Feng shouted: "Where is Junior Brother Lu Fan? Junior Brother Lu Fan hasn't come out yet. Second Senior Brother, let me go!"

Chu Tian gritted his teeth and dragged Han Feng and Chu Xingxing around without saying a word.

Yan Qing knelt down on one knee, watched Han Feng and the others go away, gritted his teeth and said, "If I hadn't been seriously injured now, I would have killed you all. Is it Lu Fan, I remember this name. Damn Yuanyuan!"

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Yan Qing's mouth, and the situation in his body is also a mess.

Taking a last look at the place where the portal disappeared, Yan Qing's eyes revealed a gleam of fear.

What was that aura that terrified him just now? It can't be that kid's power, absolutely impossible.

It must be the residual power of the dead immortal qi master.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Qing murmured: ""I have to go back to heal my wounds, I have to come back to get the contents next time. Boy, I hope you survive now, and when I see you next time, I will definitely tear you to pieces. "

Standing up, Yan Qing's figure turned into the wind and left quickly.

In the void mansion, Lu Fan was shrouded in a peaceful golden light.

At this time, Lu Fan was shocked, watching the golden bones in front of him begin to grow flesh, the meridians and blood vessels, and the skin and flesh quickly recovered.

In the end, a middle-aged man with a kind face and an immortal demeanor walked in front of him.

The clothes on his body were painted with ten square formations, and the ten square cauldron in Lu Fan's belt flew out by itself.

With a smile, the man said slowly: "Are you willing to be my heir?"