Chapter 1314 Spark Nirvana, Destroyed Sumeru

"this is……!"

Lu Yifan was terrified, the purple fires around him did not go out at all, but burned more violently, and circles of red flames emanated from Yang Qingxuan's body, he actually controlled two terrifying flames at the same time.

And these two kinds of flames blended with each other, the purple fire gathered from both sides, and bonded with the red fire to form a strange two-color flame, which spread out in circles under Yang Qingxuan's exquisite control.

Without paying attention, Lu Yifan found that he was completely enveloped by the two-color flame space, and it was suppressed by two kinds of coercion overlapping!

Shi Yuyan and the others in the distance were equally astonished.

Lance was even more stunned.

After fighting with Yang Qingxuan for many days, I have also learned about Yang Qingxuan's one-stroke martial arts. This is the first time I have seen this kind of double-flame fighting technique.

Either Yang Qingxuan had learned a new supernatural power, or he had stayed behind all along.

Either way, it was a little hard for Lance to accept.

"Old classmate, take my third move!"

Yang Qingxuan quickly formed seals with both hands, and slapped them out suddenly.

The two-color flames constantly collided and intertwined in space, and finally merged together, turning into a purple-gold color, the power doubled, and the terrifying power kept rising.

The endless flames condensed into a palm, turned into a handprint, and slapped it out.

"The second generation of endless catastrophe, Xinghuo Nirvana!"

The palm prints pressed away, thousands of golden runes flashed in the void, and the hot temperature baked the hall until it deformed.

Lu Yifan roared suddenly, his face became ferocious, the soul light was drawn from his body, and finally turned into a phantom several feet high, standing behind him.

The phantom is in the form of a giant, with his hands clasped together, his body is full of stars, and there is a sun-like burning sphere at his heart, and his aura is as deep as the universe.

He slapped it with his palm, and roared, "This move is the strongest mystery I have comprehended! It will completely suppress your way forward!"

"Destroy Sumeru!"

The phantom of the giant transformed by the stars was also slapped with a palm, and a large piece of starlight gushed out from the palm, shining like a vast ocean, washing away, and in the middle was a deep black astrolabe, which continued to expand and swallow nothingness.

"Boom!"

Endless energy pushed to the surroundings, the world turned white, and fell into dead silence.

As if in an instant, and as if a thousand years had passed, when consciousness recovered, the entire bronze hall was roasted and deformed.

Yang Qingxuan and Lu Yifan stood opposite each other.

The former put his hands behind his back, his face turned pale, obviously disappeared greatly; while the latter groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down, fell heavily to the ground, and was seriously injured.

The flames in the hall gradually extinguished.

The originally incomparably strong bronze hall became one with the entire giant hall, but now it was roasted by the flames, and it was severely deformed.

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

Only Yang Qingxuan stood there, quietly watching Lu Yifan who kept vomiting blood.

Shi Yuyan and the others opened their mouths wide open, so shocked that it was difficult to close them.

Unexpectedly, the strong in the Dao realm were really defeated like this, and the defeated ones had no power to fight back.

Just three tricks!

"Cut! Damn it! Three moves, really only three moves, defeated that terrifying Daoist!"

There was a burst of horror in Lance's heart, and suddenly he felt that the gap between himself and Yang Qingxuan was widening at an extremely fast speed without knowing it.

"The strength of the Xinggong man, even if he used his full strength, it is still a question of whether he can win, but this kid actually won with only three moves!"

The horror in Lance's heart quickly turned into a sense of powerlessness and a serious sense of frustration. He pinched his fingers into his flesh desperately, "If I don't fight hard, I can only look at his neck for the rest of my life, even in the future. , not even the tail light.

"You're still the same, as scary as ever."

Lu Yifan vomited a burst of blood, stabilized his injury, and then smiled miserably. The expression on his face was a little lonely, but there was also a hint of happiness.

He suddenly grinned, turned and walked away.

"The road under your feet, I will never block it again."

Yang Qingxuan raised his head, looked at his figure, disappeared into the hall, and said calmly: "One day, I will take you back."

After Lu Yifan left, it took a while for Shi Yuyan to come back to her senses, restraining the shock in her heart, she stepped forward and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Yang Qingxuan nodded, and said: "It's a bit exhausting, I'll adjust my breath for a while. If Yang Wuxin is really in front, there must be another big battle."

As he spoke, he sat cross-legged in the void and performed the Taiqing Yujue.

Yang Qingxuan took out another Xuanlong Pill, put it in his mouth and swallowed it.

Soon, a layer of green aura like water lines emerged from his body, swimming all over his body.

Shi Yuyan looked at the intersection where Lu Yifan left, her eyes were filled with frost, and she thought to herself: "Yang Wuxin, you are ruining my reputation everywhere, I am at odds with you!"

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In the main hall of the giant bronze hall, it is empty and boundless, full of cold metallic colors, and thirty-six bronze golems are placed around the hall, all bowing in one direction.

Where those bronze golems are facing, stands a pitch-black golem, with three heads and six arms, exactly the same as the one drawn on the map. The three faces are all as cold as frost, and each of them makes a tactic. The cold air seems to penetrate people's hearts.

Yang Wuxin sat cross-legged facing the golem, and made a formula with both hands in front of him.

On the ground not far away, several people were lying here and there, covered in blood, their bodies were twitching constantly, blood bubbles were still popping out of their mouths, and their eyes were full of despair.

Suddenly light footsteps came.

Lu Yifan came out from the side door, took a look at the situation in the hall, then walked to the golem expressionlessly, sat down cross-legged as well, and made seals with his hands.

Yang Wuxin frowned slightly, showing displeasure, and said, "Did you fight someone?"

Lu Yifan said: "I had a fight with someone."

"Oh?" Yang Wuxin frowned, and said: "It should be rare to see an opponent who can consume such a huge amount of money for you."

Lu Yifan didn't answer, but closed his eyes and settled down to adjust his breath.

Yang Wuxin was furious in his heart, and suppressed his anger so that he didn't break out.

Among all the Xinggong disciples, this person is the only one who ignores him. If it weren't for the importance of this person, he would have found a reason to depose him.

But at this moment, I can only endure it for the time being.

Not long after, there was another slight sound of footsteps.

Yang Wuxin didn't care too much, because there were quite a few people who entered the giant bronze hall, and it was normal for some to come to the main hall.

In the corner lay a few warriors who strayed into the main hall and were abolished by him in a bad mood.

But soon, Yang Wuxin's face revealed a look of shock and solemnity.

Because the frequency of the footsteps is actually consistent with the vibration of the space, and every time you take a step, you are adjusting your pace and frequency, as if you are looking for a higher frequency.