Chapter 1420 Wanliu Returns to the Clan, the Way to Win
Zhong Jie was even more stunned, and then said in a deep voice: "No, he is definitely not a demon, this is an atavism! Bloodline atavism! The probability of bloodline atavism is too low, how could it suddenly appear?!"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked even more, Xu Weilong's changes didn't matter at all, the key is that under the changes, the power to resist Tianxu suddenly increased dramatically.
Xu Weilong's originally broken arm was completely recovered, and it was enlarged in a circle, covered with armor-like black scales.
The pressure on the virtual light continued to increase, and was slowly pushed back by the fist.
"Extreme Dao! It is the power of the Extreme Dao Realm!"
Yang Qingxuan's face was ugly, and he felt a bad feeling in his heart.
If it's just the power of the extreme realm, it's nothing at all. Yang Wuxin is the ultimate, and he is equipped with eight divine weapons, but he is still crushed by him.
But if Xu Weilong can still keep his true energy undiminished under the power of the Extreme Dao Realm...
Yang Qingxuan's heart sank suddenly, and he secretly shouted: "No matter what changes he has, he must be resolved quickly!"
Immediately, he retracted the halberd abruptly, and disappeared into the air with a flicker of his figure.
"Want to run? Huh, it's late!"
Xu Weilong's pupils were red, his figure flashed suddenly, and he grabbed into the void.
In the space ahead, a little purple fire suddenly appeared, and with a "bang", a circle of fire patterns swayed out.
As soon as Xu Weilong's palm touched the purple fire, he retreated.
The whole person's face changed slightly, as if he had sensed something, his scarlet eyes looked in all directions.
On Yunxu's ancient battle platform, purple flames sprouted everywhere, like stars, spreading all over the sky, like a prairie fire.
Afterwards, a huge phantom appeared under the dome of the sky, hundreds of feet high, towering above the sky, with both hands constantly making articulations in the void.
"The world has enemies!"
"Like heaven and earth!"
All around the sea of clouds, there was a sound of shock.
Everyone was shocked. Yang Qingxuan possessed two powerful martial spirits, which had overturned everyone's cognition.
"Purple fire, endless catastrophe!"
In front of that Fatianxiang, Yang Qingxuan's body was as small as an ant, but a strong purple light pierced the sky burst out between his ten fingers.
Fa Tianxiang raised his giant palm and snapped it in the air.
Countless purple fires in the void gathered from all directions in an instant, turning into a purple fire dragon, circling rapidly under the palm of the hand, trying to crush the world.
A red light flashed in Xu Weilong's pupils, he raised his hand, and kept drawing circles in front of his body, thousands of magic symbols flashed inside, it was no longer a simple boxing technique, but an extremely deep supernatural power contained in it.
"Wan Liu returns to the clan!"
Xu Weilong snorted coldly, and with his palms together, countless magic talismans were instantly held in his palms, and he slapped them away wildly!
"Boom!"
The huge magic light melted in the air, like a sea of clouds in the starry sky, collided with the purple fire in an instant, but was suppressed by the flame in an instant.
However, Xu Weilong didn't panic, but made another move, still returning to the clan.
"Boom!"
Two streams of returning power bombarded Zihuo back and forth, blasting the dragon shape apart.
Then, before Faxiang Tiandi slapped down, he made another move to welcome him!
"boom!"
The two huge palms collided, and the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. All the flames exploded and flew down on the ring, burning into a sea of flames.
Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he secretly said: "Sure enough!" His heart sank suddenly.
Xu Weilong's three moves have returned to the clan, and their strength is exactly the same, without any weakening.
"Exercising Wanliu Guizong is to cover up my martial arts, so that people will not see the clues?"
In the void, Shi Yan's face was extremely ugly, and he said: "The power of the extreme way that never diminishes, Yang Qingxuan's battle is probably..."
Wu Xian's face was livid, and he remained silent.
Wu Shan's eyes were blue, and he said slowly: "Actually, it's not that there is no chance of winning, but whether this kid can see the key is the way to win."
Wu Qiyue hurriedly said: "The key? What is the key!"
Wu Shan said: "Xu Weilong is already the body of Lu Yukui's three corpses. Logically speaking, he can share one-tenth of Lu Yukui's power, or even more. But why did Xu Weilong maintain the emptiness or extreme power from the beginning to the end?" Can it? If he is willing, he can even display the power of the king of the world."
Wu Qiyue said blankly: "Why..."
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On Yunxu's ancient battle platform, the golden light in Yang Qingxuan's pupils kept flickering, turning into circles of golden ripples, constantly drawing Xu Weilong into his eyes.
Purple flames all over the sky are slowly burning around.
After Fa Tianxiang raised his hand again, he condensed his palm, Zilong whirled in the palm of his hand, quietly waiting for Yang Qingxuan's order.
But Yang Qingxuan remained motionless.
Xu Weilong sneered and said, "Why, don't fight again?"
The golden light in Yang Qingxuan's eyes was completely restrained, and he suddenly raised his hand to make a tactic, and actually put away Fa Tianxiang.
Everyone is puzzled.
"I see."
Yang Qingxuan said suddenly, fixed his eyes on Xu Weilong, and said, "I understand the way to defeat you."
Xu Weilong's pupils shrank, and he sneered, "It's ridiculous self-comfort, I'm invincible."
Yang Qingxuan said: "You may be invincible, but Xu Weilong is not, otherwise you wouldn't need to forcibly 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 that, his figure flashed, and he teleported to the front of Yang Qingxuan, and slapped him wildly with his palm, "Wan Liu returns to the sect!"
Yang Qingxuan sneered, and also raised his arm, a piece of dragon scales melted out, and slammed away, "Mie Dao Dragon Fist!"
"Boom!"
Under the intertwined fists and palms, they were all blown away by each other.
But in an instant, Xu Weilong flashed again, and the same move was suppressed again.
In the palm of the hand, countless nebula circulated, covering Yang Qingxuan in an instant, wanting to kill him with one blow.
And Xu Weilong's strength suddenly increased again, reaching the middle stage of the ultimate path!
Yang Qingxuan sneered and said: "It seems that my guess is correct. Zhong Jie's thinking is wrong, completely wrong. To defeat you, you don't need to complete all your efforts in one battle, but to keep fighting to make Xu Weilong's physical body collapse. !"
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and transformed into a yellow flag of Wuji Xing, and thousands of golden lotuses circulated, forming an enchantment.
"Boom!"
Xu Weilong pressed his palm under the light of the enchantment, and a large piece of golden lotus was shaken to pieces, and a cold light flickered in his eyes.
In the Hall of Brilliance, Lu Yukui raised his eyes, stared into the distance, and said fiercely: "So what if you know? Don't you have to die?!"
"Boom!"
The power under Xu Weilong's palm increased again, and the flag light became blurry, as if it would be broken at any time.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes flickered coldly, and he said coldly: "Actually, it's very simple to destroy Xu Weilong's body!"
As he said that, he grabbed it with his right hand, and a wave of sword intent surged like a sea, and the entire arena was forcibly torn apart by the sword mound again.
The ground cracked, sword graves emerged one after another, and the terrifying sword intent spread out.
All the warriors changed their faces drastically, and hurriedly suppressed their sabers so as not to fly out again.
From the palm of Yang Qingxuan's right hand, a spooky aura shot out, and a faint green sword continuously spun and melted out.
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