Chapter 1577 The Power of Xuanwu, the Fission of Gods and Evil Spirits

"Haha, kill me? Do you think you are still in the Middle Ages?"

Zhan dial smiled lightly, folded his hands in front of his chest, not paying attention.

Allen's face was gloomy, and he raised his hand to grab it. The transparent water element was born out of nothing, and it manifested directly in the palm of his hand, spinning continuously.

In an instant, there was a turbulent wave in the void, and the terrible oppression spread out, and even the battle between the spiritual tortoise and the four clansmen was affected.

Allen said coldly: "Junior, I will teach you a truth now. Power can travel through the ages."

"Boom!"

In the water element, a white dragon shadow melted, and it rose into the sky under Alan's hands.

"Water dragon chant!"

"Roar!"

The water body of the dragon is becoming more and more real, with dragon scales row upon row, lifelike and extremely real.

The water dragon pierced through the air, baring its teeth and claws, like the king of the world.

Yang Qingxuan frowned slightly. All of Alan's moves contained the shape of a dragon, probably because he had a close relationship with the Qinglong Holy Spirit back then.

Zhan Dilong smiled and said: "Is this the power you mentioned? No matter how much you try to imitate, it's just in vain. After all, you can only learn the martial arts of the green dragon, but not the breath of the dragon."

Zhan Diundu raised his hand, and a huge Xuanwu phantom appeared behind him.

The wind and mast move, but the tortoise and snake are still.

"And my power is the real Xuanwu power!"

Zhan Di's eyes froze, glowing like a poisonous snake, purple awns jumped in his hands, his fingers were like tortoise claws, and a purple ball emerged from each fingertip, flickering "crackling", tearing the space apart.

"Da Yan Eight Forms!"

Zhan Diao yelled loudly, his body was like a black turtle, and he punched the water dragon with a "bang", smashing its dragon claws, and the power of the turtle and snake pressed a huge vortex on the dragon, almost piercing the water dragon. .

Zhan Diundui frowned, staring at the figure on the side of Tiandi Shuiyuan, said with a sneer: "I have been beaten to a crippled soul, injured my body, and still have six-star power! It seems that I really underestimated you. Then move Be serious!"

Zhan Diao clasped his hands, let out a low growl, his skin suddenly became black, covered with fine scales, like a snake.

Dots of brilliance condensed on its back and body joints, turning into a pitch-black armor, like a foreign warrior wrapped under the armor.

Zan dial rubbed his hands in front of his body, and the purple awns between his fingers "cracked" and flickered, turning into a round of purple sun, inside which seemed to be the phantom of basalt being born.

Allen's heart skipped a beat, and he said in surprise, "Basalt Holy Spirit?! No, it's the power of the Holy Spirit, but it's not the Holy Spirit. What's going on?"

Before he had time to think about it, the seal in Alan's hand changed, and the crippled water dragon scattered in the air, turning into waves and spinning.

He spread the Kun wings behind his back, and countless lines lit up on them, and the blue floating light danced around like a fish.

When the wings trembled slightly, there was a tornado-like airflow, engulfed in blue floating light, and continued to climb.

Allen stretched out his hand again, and a little silver light melted in the palm of his hand, growing bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a silver pot, hanging upside down in the void, pouring out a torrent of torrents, hoarding and rising behind Allen, turning into a huge wave .

The whole space was plunged into a flood, and the sky and the earth had a faint tendency to explode.

Kun's wings flicker to guide the torrent.

Allen stretched out his hand to pat again, and a blue character pierced into the void and submerged into the torrent. The entire torrent roared violently, and a huge fairy Kun emerged from it.

The back is like Mount Tai, and the wings are spread for thousands of miles.

"Big dry the waves!"

Allen yelled violently and slapped wildly.

Under the turbulent water waves, the phantom of the huge fairy kun rides up the current, soars into the sky, and after reaching the commanding height, it dives down fiercely, bringing out a galaxy-like waterfall behind it.

Zhan Di's pupils shrank suddenly, revealing a hint of horror, obviously Alan's strength was still beyond his estimation. Zhan Diu let out a soft shout, and after the ball of light in his hand expanded violently, it continued to condense inward, turning into a dark color, and the basalt phantom inside became clear, but the ball of light itself dimmed, and finally turned into pitch black.

The ball of light pulsated like a heart, and the terrifying energy swayed in waves. Every time it washed away, it made people feel palpitation-like suffocation, and it was stronger every time.

Yang Qingxuan's golden eyes were full of horror, and what Yang Dial displayed was the supernatural power of the Xuanwu Holy Spirit lineage.

Is the sundial the basaltic holy spirit?

Yang Qingxuan's heart was beating wildly, and the blood in his body was constantly surging under the power of Xuanwu. He had experienced the power of basalt in the Four Holy Spirit Maps, but compared with the power of the sundial, it was completely different.

Isn't the Xuanwu lineage in the Wei family?

What is the relationship between this sundial and the Wei family?

Yang Qingxuan winked at Zi Ye and Gui Zun, and said via voice transmission: "Ready to attack at any time. No matter who wins, it is not good for us. It is best to lose both."

Both Ziye and Guizun nodded.

Logan's side also cast their gazes, and they met each other's eyes, and immediately understood, they were all focused on this terrible battle.

"Crack."

Suddenly, a clear and crisp sound appeared inappropriately.

Everyone was shocked, only to see the black ball of light in the hands of the sundial, with a purple pattern cracked on it, and then it cracked in all directions.

"God Fission!"

Zan Diu's eyes were full of seriousness, he let out a soft drink, his body swelled up suddenly, turned into the body of a black turtle, and slammed into the void.

"Boom!"

The energy of the entire space froze, and then from the palm of the sundial, a terrible fission occurred. All the regular energy spread from the void, turned into golden runes, and burst inch by inch.

The shadow of the swooping fairy Kun slammed into the fission, creating terrifying waves.

The entire underground space collapsed directly, and the Xian Kun's remains exploded into pieces.

A black and blue beam of light rose into the sky. Inside the beam of light, there seemed to be a mysterious tortoise fighting Xian Kun.

"Boom!"

The entire Sumi mustard world was destroyed instantly, and the energy spread out, annihilating all the halls. Those warriors who had not yet arrived at the ruins all looked horrified, and when they saw the impact, they all turned around and fled.

Yang Qingxuan sacrificed the Wuji Xinghuang flag at the first time, and at the same time, Ziye made a move and put his strength on the flag, which blocked the impact and kept retreating after being shocked.

A large area of ​​space nodes exploded, and the three of them were blown away for an unknown distance before their strength diminished. Temporarily stabilize the body.

But in front of my eyes is already broken, it looks like waste in the universe, everything does not exist.

Yang Qingxuan said in horror: "How can it be so terrible!"

The space and landform in front of him completely changed, and the other people didn't know where they went, let alone whether they were still alive.

Gui Zun snorted softly, put Baigui Yexing into his body, and said lightly: "Both of them erupted with the power of the King of the Six-Star Realm. Under the collision, the destructive power is almost equal to that of the King of the Seven-Star Realm."