Chapter 695 Fighting Against the Nascent Soul Late Stage! [High-Quality Goods Plus More]

The fire dragon roared, and the fire phoenix neighed.

In order to prove that they are stronger than each other, the creatures formed by two flames are desperately attacking each other under the control of their respective masters.

During the fight, the size of the fire dragon and fire phoenix shrank again and again, from a few feet long at the beginning, to less than one foot. At this time, more than a quarter of an hour had passed since Zhou Yang and Zhao Yuanpu fought.

A quarter of the half-hour agreement has now passed.

However, Zhao Yuanpu didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and the old god was still controlling the silver-purple fire phoenix to fight with the golden fire dragon, and did not use the second method.

He is not in a hurry, Zhou Yang is naturally more happy to go on like this, preferably for half an hour.

It's just that that's obviously not realistic.

After fighting the fire for about a quarter and a half hour, the silver-purple fire phoenix controlled by Zhao Yuanpu suddenly let out a clear cry, turned into a long flaming knife and slashed at the golden fire dragon, splitting the golden fire dragon into two pieces on the spot. cut.

And before realizing something was wrong, Zhou Yang manipulated the two fire dragons to repair and close them. The long flame knife changed back to the fire phoenix form, and swallowed the smaller fire dragon remnant in one gulp, Zhou Yang lost his opponent because of this. The induction of that half fire dragon.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Zhao Daoyou has a big appetite, so he's not afraid to fill up with one bite!"

Zhao Yuanpu smiled and said: "Hehehe, if you have any tricks, you might as well just use them."

"Then fellow Daoist Zhao will take a look at it!"

Zhou Yang's expression became ruthless, and with a thought, the remaining half of the fire dragon shrank inward suddenly, and condensed into a fist-sized golden fire bead, which shot straight towards the purple fire wind. .

Rumble!

The flames of the soaring explosion shone from the sky ten thousand feet high, and the turbulent fire waves surged in all directions, evaporating the clouds thousands of feet below, and the sky was red for thousands of miles.

When the flames dissipated, there was no longer any flame in the sky.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yuanpu couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Your Daoist Zhou is really ruthless. It seems that it is impossible for the old man to beat you in the field of flame supernatural power. How about a tie this time?"

"Just as Daoyou Zhao said."

Zhou Yang nodded slightly, and said indifferently.

Zhao Yuanpu may have some ideas about proving the power of his school's subduing supernatural powers, but he has no intention of this at all.

After all, his [Qianyang True Fire] has no practice method, so what's the point of proving that this magical power is better than other real fire magical powers?

Seeing this, Zhao Yuanpu's face froze slightly, nodded slowly and said: "Since there is no winner in the fire fight, then the old man can only rely on his cultivation to win against Fellow Daoist Zhou. Fellow Daoist, get ready to accept the move!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and then sacrificed a scarlet token that was neither gold nor wood, on which a red-gold three-legged fire crow was lifelike, and then made a formula with both hands against the token, making people The three-legged fire crow on the card seemed to come alive immediately, and directly turned into a red-gold three-legged fire crow with a wingspan of several feet.

As soon as the red-golden three-legged fire crow appeared, the nearby fire-attribute heaven and earth spiritual energy automatically gathered towards it, and soon formed a sea of ​​flames around it.

"disease!"

Following a low shout from Zhao Yuanpu's mouth, the three-legged fire crow croaked, and with one flap of its wings, it rolled up a raging wave of fire and swooped towards Zhou Yang.

This is different from the fighting fire just now, Zhao Yuanpu will not hold back any more. Driven by the powerful magic power of his late Yuanying cultivation base, the three-legged fire crow transformed from a sixth-order middle-grade magic weapon is extremely powerful. How much worse will it be than the body of a sixth-level top-rank demon king.

Not daring to be negligent, Zhou Yang quickly shouted and sacrificed his natal magic weapon [Qianyang Golden Pagoda], and directly suppressed the three-legged fire crow riding the wave of the sea of ​​fire.

At the same time, the "golden light of subduing demons" emerged from his body, directly arousing the [Evil Resisting Treasure Clothes] on his body, releasing a thick layer of defensive golden light to protect himself in it.

In this way, he still felt that it was not safe, so he mobilized the power of [Qianyang Orb] and released the supernatural power of [Qianyang Sky Fire Shield].

As it turned out, he was prescient in doing so.

The three-legged fire crow opened its mouth, and spit out a beam of fiery red light, knocking the golden pagoda flying from the sky, and then rushed to Zhou Yang with a boundless fire wave.

Suddenly, even with the double protection inside and outside, Zhou Yang seemed to be hit by a meteor, his bones were about to fall apart, and he flew backward uncontrollably.

The double protection he had set up was completely destroyed by this blow.

If it weren't for the special material of the [Evil Resisting Treasure Clothes], and his own physical defense is also very strong, at this time the clothes and flesh on his body may have been burned and burned by the wave of fire carried by the three-legged fire crow.

It was also this blow that let Zhou Yang know that without using the [Suzaku Fan], if he and Zhao Yuanpu, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator with a powerful magic weapon, were fighting head-on, they would probably lose if they couldn't last a few moves.

A late Nascent Soul cultivator holding a sixth-order middle-grade magic weapon has the ability to easily break through his defenses. As long as he is hit once by breaking the defense, he will suffer heavy injuries, and it will be difficult for him to escape.

After discovering this, he will naturally not continue to confront Zhao Yuanpu head-on, and will not easily expose the trump card of [Suzaku Fan].

I saw that he immediately made a tactic with both hands, and a golden light appeared under his feet, and his body instantly turned into a golden light and disappeared in place, thus avoiding the subsequent attack of a flying sword that broke through the air.

The next moment, the disappearing figure of Zhou Yang appeared in the air behind Zhao Yuanpu tens of miles away.

And as soon as he appeared, he cast a spell again, and continued to turn into a golden light and fled to other places.

After running away like this three times in a row, his figure was almost out of the coverage of Zhao Yuanpu's maximum spiritual consciousness.

But before he continued to escape, Zhao Yuanpu's slightly surprised voice rang from his ears everywhere.

"It's a very subtle evasion technique, but it's a pity it's worse than [shrinking the ground into an inch]!"

In mid-air, more than 30 miles away from Zhou Yang, Zhao Yuanpu's figure appeared out of thin air, as if emerging from nothingness. .

This kind of [shrinking the ground into an inch] magical power is displayed in the hands of monks in the late Nascent Soul, and the distance of a hundred miles is just a matter of one step, which is only half a chip away from the legendary [space teleportation] magical power.

"It's not that Zhou's [Zongdi Jinguang] supernatural power is inferior to [Shrinking the Earth to an Inch], but that Zhou hasn't cultivated this supernatural power to a high level. If Zhou has already cultivated this supernatural power to Xiaocheng, Fellow Daoist Zhao will be able to do it today." I really can only follow behind Zhou to eat ashes!"

Zhou Yang refuted Zhao Yuanpu's words in a deep voice, while flicking his sleeves, he shot three red gold thunderballs at Zhao Yuanpu who was chasing him.

Boom boom boom!

Relying on the delay of the three [Xuantian Fire Thunder Beads], Zhou Yang cast another [Zongdi Jinguang] and drove hundreds of miles away from Zhao Yuanpu.

But it didn't take long before Zhao Yuanpu chased him more than a dozen miles away, and said in his ear with a relaxed tone: "It's useless, the mana consumed by the old man's [Shrink the ground into an inch] may be more than that of Zhou Daoyou's escape magic power." Big, but persisting for half an hour is not a problem, if Zhou Daoyou wants to use this method to delay time, it is a miscalculation!"

"Since Daoyou Zhao is so confident, let's take Zhou's move."

As Zhou Yang said, he raised his palm, and a purple-gold ruler appeared in his palm, and he swung it forcefully.

Immediately, Zhao Yuanpu seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, his complexion changed drastically, he shouted and hurriedly waved his sleeves to sacrifice a khaki-yellow orb, which transformed into a thick layer of yellow light to protect himself in it.

Just when he finished all this, a purple-gold ruler less than three feet long suddenly appeared from above his head, and hit heavily on the yellow light shield he had put down.

Click!

The thick and substantial yellow light shield was directly broken by this small ruler, and it was shattered into nothingness amidst a crackling sound.

Zhao Yuanpu was really taken aback by this blow, he stopped pursuing with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes looking at Zhou Yang.

Although he noticed the abnormality of the space fluctuation just now and made a correct response in time, he obviously underestimated the power of the purple-gold ruler and almost got hurt by it.

At this moment, looking at the purple-gold ruler that had returned to Zhou Yang's hand, his face trembled slightly, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "Zhou Dao's friendly method is a magic weapon, but the old man underestimated fellow Taoist!"

There is only one sixth-order high-grade magic weapon in his body, and that is the natal magic weapon that he has cultivated for more than two thousand years.

Although the Shenhuo Palace is considered a top sect, ordinary sixth-order magical artifacts are not uncommon, but there is no such high-rank sixth-grade magical artifact that can be passed down.

This has to be said to be a pity for the entire Shenhuo Palace!

"You made Daoist Zhao laugh at you. My cultivation base is superficial. Even if I have a good magic weapon, I can't exert its full power. I'm really ashamed of this treasure!"

Zhou Yang glanced at the purple-gold ruler in his hand, shook his head slightly and sighed, but he didn't show any complacency.

[Purple Gold Qiankun Ruler] As a sixth-order top-grade magic weapon, of course it not only has the current power, but his cultivation level is not enough to make this magic weapon show its full power.

The same is true for the sixth-rank high-grade flying sword [Green Luan Sword] in Jiang Fengxian's hand.

If he had Zhao Yuanpu's late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, the one foot just now would not only be able to break through the protection that Zhao Yuanpu had put up in a hurry, but hit him directly on the head, blowing his head off at once.

Zhao Yuanpu also understood this truth, so he immediately said seriously: "The old man was careless just now, and then the fellow daoists really need to be careful, the old man will start to go all out!"

After finishing speaking, he was not in a hurry to attack, but first raised his hand and pointed to the yellow orb, causing it to release a strong yellow light to cover himself again, and gradually turned into a yellow light armor to cover himself.

Then he opened his mouth and sprayed, and a crimson flame flew out of his mouth, turning into a small crimson flag and landed in his hand.

This little crimson flag is his natal magic weapon [Six Suns God Fire Banner].

"disease."

I saw him throwing the small red flag in his hand, and with a strike of magic spell with both hands, the small flag rose to several feet in the wind in the blink of an eye. On the triangular red silk woven flag, golden runes flashed one by one , intertwined to outline a pattern of flames.

Then Zhao Yuanpu reached out with one hand, grabbed the flagpole and shook it vigorously, a raging fire burst out from the flag surface, condensed into a thick red beam of light and shot towards Zhou Yang.

At this time, Zhou Yang has already sacrificed the [Haoyang Mirror] obtained from the world of cultivating immortals in the far west.

Seeing the crimson beam of light attacking, he immediately pointed at the purple-red copper mirror in mid-air with his hands, and the surface of the copper mirror also erupted with a rich purple-red flame, which condensed into a purple flame beam of light and intercepted the red beam head-on. beam of light.

The two beams of flame collided in mid-air, and the red beam of light quickly gained the upper hand, retreating gradually from the impact of the purple flame beam until it was completely defeated.

But being blocked by the purple flame beam of light, most of the power of the red beam of light was also consumed, and then it was blown away by a big khaki seal.

"It's two second-tier middle-grade artifacts!"

Zhao Yuanpu's complexion changed slightly, and he looked at the bronze mirror and the big seal in the air with surprise on his face, and a hint of envy and jealousy rose in his eyes.

He is a dignified monk in the late stage of Yuanying, and he is in charge of a top-notch sect. If he does not count the magical artifacts of his life, the only magical artifacts in his hands that can be used are one middle-grade sixth-grade magical artifact and two lower-grade sixth-grade magical artifacts. A sixth-order middle-grade magic weapon [Jinwu Shenhuo Token] is still a magic weapon inherited from the sect, and it is not his personal possession.

Now Zhou Yang, a monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul who has just conceived for less than a hundred years, has already revealed the magic weapon that has crushed him in terms of quality and quantity, how can he not be envious.

You must know that he has practiced for more than 2,500 years and conceived for more than 1,800 years!

He was emotionally agitated for a while, and couldn't help but said with a sour tone: "You Daoist Zhou has so many magic weapons, and the quality of the magic weapons is really enviable. Showing its power, Zhou Daoyou's cultivation is still a little bit worse!"

After speaking, he seemed to feel that he was out of style, and he laughed at himself again: "Hehehe, it seems that the cultivation of the old man's state of mind is not as strong as he thought. After seeing so many treasures in the hands of Zhou Daoyou, he couldn't help it. Living with the meaning of greed."

He was able to say this openly, which made Zhou Yang have a good impression of him, and he couldn't help nodding his head and said: "Zhao Daoyou is right, Zhou's cultivation is indeed a little bit worse, but it has made these treasures dusty." .”

"Okay, time is running out, fellow Daoist Zhou, let's continue to take over!"

Zhao Yuanpu stopped talking suddenly, and waved the big red flag in his hand violently. Immediately, dazzling flames gushed out from the flag, turning into red fireballs the size of water tanks and blasting towards Zhou Yang in turn.

Immediately afterwards, the [Golden Crow Divine Fire Order], which had even broken Zhou Yang's double protection before, also turned into a three-legged fire crow and rushed towards Zhou Yang under his envoy.

At the same time, he pinched the sword formula with both hands, and driven by his sword formula, a red flying sword turned into a bright sword rainbow and flew around Zhou Yang sideways, blocking Zhou Yang's escape route.

He didn't give up yet, and opened his mouth to spray again, spraying out a large cloud of silver-purple [Sanwei Shenhuo], which turned into a huge fire phoenix with a wingspan of more than ten feet and rushed towards Zhou Yang.

What's more, when Zhou Yang's complexion changed drastically and he was busy coping with these attacks, he was still chanting and preparing another kind of powerful spell.

"Make it to me!"

Zhou Yang shouted loudly, and a treasure talisman flew out of his hand, turning into a golden seal and first fixed the red sword rainbow.

Then he made another hand, driving [Thick Earth Sealing the Sky Seal] to suppress the three-legged fire crow.

In the end, he moved his body and got directly into the natal magic weapon [Qianyang Golden Pagoda], using the powerful body of this magic weapon to resist the attacks of the countless fireballs and the [Sanwei Shenhuo].

Boom boom boom!

The red fireballs the size of a water tank bombarded the golden pagoda one after another, shaking the golden pagoda several meters high, shaking in mid-air like a small boat in the waves.

However, Zhao Yuanpu keenly discovered that the power of the fireball explosion was weakened by 20% for no reason when it touched the back of the tower.

Not only the power of the fireball explosion was weakened, even the fire phoenix transformed by the [Sanwei Shenhuo] pounced on the golden pagoda, facing the raging flames, the golden pagoda also showed extremely powerful fire resistance Attributes did not have the effect Zhao Yuanpu expected.

"Hmph, it depends on how long you can last with this turtle-like style of play!"

With a cold snort in his mouth, he pushed the seal with one hand forward, and the spell he had prepared was cast directly.

I saw a huge fire cloud quickly formed above his head, and then driven by his magic formula, the fire cloud surged all over the sky, and soon split into three groups automatically, forming three huge fireballs like houses in the squirm, and rushed towards Zhou Yang shoot away.

It can be clearly seen that after casting this spell, Zhao Yuanpu's face turned slightly pale, and his chest fluctuated sharply. Obviously, even if he casts this powerful spell, it will consume a lot of energy and it is difficult to continue to cast it.

But in Zhao Yuanpu's view, this price is worth it. He doesn't believe that Zhou Yang can resist the attack of his natal magic weapon and this sixth-level middle-grade spell with only a sixth-order low-grade magic weapon pagoda. The bombardment of [Skyfire Meteor Burst].

Three fireballs as huge as a house pierced the sky, blasting down like real meteors with long tail flames, which made people look pale.

Seeing this scene, Master Qingyang, who was on the outside of the battlefield, clenched his fists and looked at Zhou Yang nervously and worriedly.

Up to now, the strength Zhao Yuanpu has shown has far exceeded the limit of real Qingyang's strength. Now he can only hope that Zhou Yang can create another miracle and survive the last quarter of an hour.

Rumble!

The earth-shattering explosion resounded through the sky. At this moment, all the creatures within a radius of thousands of miles centered on the battlefield heard the roar from the nine heavens and saw the explosion in the sky that was brighter than the sun.

As a result, countless monsters and savage beasts suddenly went berserk, desperately fleeing in a direction away from the fire, and even formed dozens of small-scale beast hordes.

This is a pain for those immortal cultivators who ventured in the wild jungle. Of course, they knew that the explosion was caused by the Nascent Soul Qi Da Neng's fighting skills in the "Nine Heavens Absolute Territory". Not much panic.

However, the small-scale animal swarm caused by the rampage and escape of monsters and savage beasts directly put them in danger. Those who were unlucky were crushed by the swarm of beasts on the spot, leaving no bones left!

It's just that the elephants fight, obviously they don't care what the ants think, and Zhao Yuanpu and Zhou Yang don't care whether their fight will affect other monks.

What's more, Zhou Yang's current situation does not allow him to think about these things.

At that time, under the bombardment of the three house-like fireballs, he who was hiding in the [Qianyang Golden Pagoda] was directly blasted out of the tower.

It's not that [Qianyang Golden Pagoda] was destroyed in the explosion, but that after the magic weapon was attacked with damage beyond the limit, the spiritually damaged one returned to its original form and returned to his body, and it couldn't be summoned again in a short time. battle.

As a result, he himself suffered a great deal of backlash and suffered quite a few internal injuries.

Fortunately, when he came out of the tower, the explosion had already passed, and the damage he suffered after coming out was just the damage caused by the flame impact caused by the aftermath of the explosion.

I saw him who was in the sea of ​​flames yelled loudly, and instantly cast the supernatural power of [Canglong Transformation] to transform into a half-dragon and half-human form.

And almost at the next breath after his transformation, the fireball released by Zhao Yuanpu's natal magic weapon [Six Sun God Fire Banner] hit him again, covering him in it.

Boom boom boom!

Amidst the roar of explosions one after another, Zhou Yang's tall and strong body forcibly tore through the sea of ​​flames and appeared outside.

The green-gold dragon scales on his body were slightly damaged in the explosion just now, and there were many scorched scars on his body, but the fighting spirit on his body was unprecedentedly strong.

"Zhou also has a trick, please Daoist Zhao taste it!"

Zhou Yang opened his mouth wide, revealing a mouthful of sharp dragon teeth. He grinned at Zhao Yuanpu, who was looking at him in surprise, and quickly formed a seal with his hands to perform some kind of secret technique.

Immediately, the sound of the dragon's chant soaring to the sky was accompanied by a rich blue-gold aura rising from his body, and quickly formed a green-gold dragon head giant blade between illusion and reality above his head.

"Cang...long...crack...empty...slash!"

I couldn't tell whether it was a voice of excitement or pain, and he spat out word by word from Zhou Yang's mouth intermittently. The dragon scales on his face opened and closed, and the vertical pupils similar to dragons stared wide open. Jie Yin pushed towards Zhao Yuanpu.

In an instant, as if a certain root had been broken, the green-gold dragon-head giant blade that appeared above Zhou Yang's head suddenly let out an impassioned dragon chant, and suddenly disappeared in place.

In the next moment, the giant green-gold dragon head blade appeared directly in front of Zhao Yuanpu whose complexion changed drastically, and slashed straight at his body!

"Tear!"

Accompanied by the sound of something being torn apart, Zhao Yuanpu's figure full of anger and fear suddenly appeared dozens of meters away.

"Brother Zhao!"

"Great Elder!"

Outside the battlefield, both Yuanying cultivators Wei Qi and Deng Zhenren from Shenhuo Palace exclaimed in surprise.

And the place they looked at was the same place, which was where Zhao Yuanpu's right arm, which had been severed shoulder to shoulder, was bleeding profusely.

ps: It is gone in the early morning of the evening, and will be updated tomorrow

Maybe my fighting scenes are not well written, but it would be nonsense to say that I was deliberate. If Mortal Liu Xianxia lacks this kind of fighting scenes, what is left? Adventure, fighting skills, and treasure refining are the highlights of the mortal flow, and these two chapters are not just written about these, but also to pave the way for the next plot. This is why the serialization is very helpless. Before the foreshadowing is completed, some people can’t find it. If you like it, you can scold me... If this happens to some readers, then wait a few days and read it again. By then, you may not think so after reading it in one go!