Chapter 1092 Arrow Out

In the original heart, most of the places are sunny and full of aura.

While Feng Xinxiao was absorbing the law of killing, Ouyang Ming walked slowly in the forest with small steps, stepping on dead branches and fallen leaves. Da Huang followed behind him, while Xiao Hong stood on Da Huang's back, with her chin raised slightly, looking at the figure in white in front, her eyes were full of emotion.

In vain, Ou Yangming stepped down and crushed a spirit turtle.

There was a "thud" in his heart, and he had a very bad premonition faintly.

"Is it because of the dragon people?" He glanced at the back and whispered softly. At this time, he didn't know that Feng Xinxiao had also entered the heart of the original source.

Da Huang hurried over with a concerned voice: "What's wrong?" Xiao Hong also looked at Ouyang Ming.

"It's okay, I should be overthinking." He took a breath of spiritual energy, and his body suddenly felt relieved.

Even though he said that, the worry in his heart didn't decrease at all, on the contrary, it became much stronger. After understanding the law, every warning in the mind is sure to have a big event happen.

Shaking his head, he walked forward again.

Da Huang walked up to him in three steps and said with a grin: "Xiao Mingzi, the crisis of the ancient witch has passed, why...why do you seem to have something on your mind?"

Ou Yangming patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "You are overthinking." But his heart was very warm. There are very few people who can talk to him like this now, and, as his strength improves, he will become more and more less.

Even King Kong and Goshawk couldn't ask this sentence.

Rhubarb had an expression of disbelief on his face.

After such a commotion, the melancholy in his heart lightened up a lot in an instant, and he wasn't too worried.

The fact is also like this, with his current strength, even if he can't beat him, he can always escape.

Not long after, bursts of thunder blasted an invisible air wave, blasting away the clouds in the sky, and a burst of dazzling, dazzling white light came from a distance.

Looking around, white arcs fell from the sky, forming one piece, like tens of thousands of thunder dragons hitting the ground, and the whole world was plunged into a sea of ​​thunder.

Rhubarb took a deep breath and said in surprise, "The source of lightning should be hidden here, right?"

"Well, judging by the power, it should be like this." Ouyang Ming clapped his palms, feeling some expectation in his heart.

Thunder and lightning are known for being upright, majestic, and fierce. They are the nemesis of all evil spirits in the world. He really wants to see what the source of thunder and lightning looks like.

Little Red Wing patted, looking at the boundless thunder pond, a feeling of insignificance rose in her heart. Even though the dragon and phoenix are the darlings of heaven and earth, they are still as insignificant as ants in front of the origin of the world.

In vain, a red ray of light shot from afar.

It was Long Chen who fell directly a thousand feet away from Ouyang Ming.

With a strong evil spirit on his body, he sneered and said: "Hmph, I can really run, and I have been chasing him for so long, damn it."

Ouyang Ming's face darkened slightly, and he looked over with a harmless expression: "Well, senior, what happened last time was indeed a misunderstanding, and I sincerely apologize to you." He said seriously, with an extremely sincere attitude.

"Apologize?" Long Chen sneered.

It would be fine if Ou Yangming didn't mention this matter, but if he mentioned it, it would be like overturning the powder keg. He suffered a lot in the hands of that ancient witch.

The cold air on his body was getting stronger and stronger, and snowflakes were floating around him, which could completely freeze the whole space. He stared at Ouyang Ming firmly: "You smell like my brother's blood, blood debt can only be paid with blood." He Don't ask why, don't understand what happened, as long as you believe that you did it, you will definitely die, whether you are reasonable or unreasonable, he won't care.

This is Long Chen, domineering and paranoid.

If it weren't for this character, he wouldn't have destroyed a small world and been exiled by the dragon clan.

"Aren't you going to ask what happened?" Ouyang Ming glanced at him.

"What happened? Hmph, it doesn't matter whether you ask or not. Anyway, whether you are right or wrong, you will die. I never find a reason for killing people. This is mediocrity. Not only you, but everyone related to you will be implicated. He paused, his voice getting colder and colder, like ice slag mixed in.

After a short while, he continued, "These people all died because of you. I want you to have no peace until your death."

Hearing this, the smile on Ouyang Ming's face gradually subsided, as if covered with a layer of frost, he took a step forward and praised: "The Dragon Clan is really domineering, and it will implicate the Nine Clans at every turn. But I really don't understand, Where do you get your confidence from? With your cultivation in the imperial realm?" His voice became louder and louder, shaking nothingness, a domineering meaning contained in his voice, and he swept away in all directions.

Da Huang and Xiao Hong hurriedly backed away.

They knew in their hearts that a battle of this level was simply not something they could participate in.

Even if he was accidentally hit by the aftermath of the battle, he would be seriously injured.

Ouyang Ming's center of gravity then sank, Yu Kong flew up, stepped hard on his feet, and where the soles of his feet stepped, countless cracks suddenly appeared in the space, densely packed, intertwined into a network, looking from a distance like a piece of scarred glass hanging in the sky.

And his speed has reached the point where the naked eye can't catch it at all, like teleportation.

"So fast!" Long Chen was startled, and took two steps apart, putting himself on the defensive.

Although he is proud, since the opponent can kill the emperor, there must be something special about him.

Long Chen is the proud son of heaven, his mind is like a monster, he will not underestimate the opponent, even the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention the opponent is still a dragon.

So he put on airs, just to test, and after finding out the details, he will kill with one blow.

Thoughts were churning in his heart, and the movements of his hands were not slow. He withdrew his right foot half a step back. His strong body was extremely flexible. With a twist, he raised his right hand and gently pushed it outward. There was a sound of collision.

The aura exploded, suppressing the roar of thunder not far away.

But Long Chen's body staggered, and he took three steps back, his pupils were full of solemnity.

Just this time of collision, he was immediately sure that the person in front of him, regardless of his cultivation level, was not inferior to him in terms of physical body, and was even much stronger.

Thinking of this, my heart trembled.

You must know that the most powerful part of the dragon and phoenix clan is not the secret technique, but the physical body. But now, in the competition of physical strength, he was actually at a disadvantage. Why didn't this shock him.

"Aren't you going to kill me? Come on!" Ouyang Ming snorted coldly, turned his fist into a palm, and drew a circular arc with his back, slapping from top to bottom, swirling the aura, straight to Long Chen's neck, full of murderous intent. If this blow is carried out, even the strongest in the imperial realm will not be able to bear it.

After all, Ouyang Ming's current physical strength is too terrifying.

Long Chen integrated his spiritual power into this world, and set up a block with his left hand.

At the same time, nine bone spurs slid out from the right sleeve. The bone spurs were all black, like black gold, covered with strange patterns. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a complete pattern of white bones. Although it was not clear, it could be distinguished clearly.

He made a tactic with his right hand, and the patterns on the nine bone spurs lit up, as if they were being pulled, they pushed towards Ou Yangming.

Long Chen was certain in his heart that if the human race in front of him had the slightest contempt, then these nine bone spurs would definitely make the human race suffer a great loss, and even have the hope of securing a victory.

Because these nine bone spurs were refined from the spines of nine dead emperors, and then nourished with blood essence for a hundred years. With indescribable strangeness, many powerful people in the imperial realm suffered great losses.

Long Chen rolled up his long sleeves lightly, and the nine bone spurs whizzed towards Ouyang Ming like poisonous snakes spitting out letters, aiming at his heart. The aura on it is deep and unpredictable, and the evil spirit and resentment are entangled, making it difficult to break free like a ghost.

Ouyang Ming also felt a faint sense of crisis on the bone spur, and quickly stopped, stopped the offensive, and turned to defense.

Long Chen thought it was a pity in his heart, shook his head, and muttered in his heart, what a keen sense of smell, much stronger than many emperors. In fact, he raised his left hand to block and it was just a feint, wanting Ouyang Ming to continue to attack and forcefully attack the nine bone spurs head-on. In this way, he could take the opportunity to find the opponent's flaws, but all his calculations were all in vain because of this step back.

"It's too late to make a difference, let's talk about the end of the battle first." Ouyang Ming's face was frosty.

Flipping her wrist, she took out an exploding arrow, which Xiao Hong had exchanged for many precious promises.

He made a volley with his right hand, and a one-foot-long hornbow condensed out of thin air. He moved slightly, stepped back, and opened the distance. While plucking the arrow string and bending the bow to shoot the arrow, the incomparably majestic killing intent was released, and the aura was locked. In a blink of an eye, this astonishing arrow succeeded in gaining momentum, and turned into a bright light, which was extremely dazzling. The mist scattered into the arrow feathers, and a white pattern was engraved on the bursting arrow, faintly visible.

An indomitable aura emanated from Ouyang Ming's body!

Long Chen felt as if he was being targeted by a fierce beast from the ancient times, and every cell in his body trembled.

There is only one thought left in my heart, this... what kind of arrow is this? He was extremely terrified in his heart, it seemed that as long as this arrow hit, he would die and disappear completely.

"boom……"

Ou Yangming plucked the middle string with his fingers, and the bursting arrow blew softly, like a shooting star that shattered the starry sky, with a fiery red tail, it flew straight towards Long Chen.

The energy mechanisms of the two have long been entangled, and they can't break free at all. Moreover, this arrow pointed at Long Chen's soul, his soul, and he could only regret it head-on.

The same bursting arrow, shot from Ouyang Ming's hand and shot from Xiao Hong's hand, is simply a world of difference, the difference in power is at least ten dozen.

These nine bone spurs couldn't even block a breath, and instantly turned into ashes, floating in the air.

Wherever the arrow feathers passed, the aura was reversed, and the whole world was mourning. The mountain peak not far away collapsed inch by inch, and on the thousand-foot-high cliff, under this tyrannical momentum, countless fine holes appeared, collapsing downward , the rocks pierced the sky, and even in the big river thousands of feet away, all the river water rose into the sky, exposing the bottom of the river bed.

Just the aura has this kind of power, which can be seen from the strength of this arrow. ...

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