Chapter 1110 Phantom

The huge breath, at this moment, quickly diffused out.

This breath seems to come from the ancient times, and there is a kind of wild and tyrannical fluctuations in the ancient times.

And the source of this breath comes from the ancient shadow behind Xu Zanwang.

This phantom is looming, and although it has not been fully revealed, the powerful aura has already made people discolored.

This is a phantom that is ten meters up and down. It looks like a human being. As the energy gathers, the phantom becomes clear and extraordinary.

The five senses, the robes, the limbs... all were completely condensed and formed.

This phantom, on the surface, turned out to be just the appearance of a delicate scholar with the appearance of a young man. With both hands on his back, a set of cyan robes slowly danced, as if swaying in the wind. In the hand behind it, an ancient scroll was being He holds.

It looks as if humans and animals are harmless, but the pair of eyes on the other side is clearly the same as the eyes of the one who needs to sit and forget, and they all have deep and mysterious textures.

"boom"

One after another terrifying brilliance, rising out of thin air, is invincible, shrouded in brilliance, and wherever it goes, it instantly forms a trail of torn marks.

Above that phantom, the energy accumulation formed turned out to be a kind of extreme, and then you could clearly see and hear, wisps of substantive energy, like a sharp divine light, crackling in the air. tear it apart.

Countless traces were torn out of this space.

The energy that simply overflows has reached such an extreme level. If all these energies erupt, the power of them will be astonishing.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Fan Fengyi's moving gesture, the three wind chimes beside her suddenly showed curious expressions and couldn't help asking.

"This is the eye of the holy pattern!"

Looking at the phantom behind Nasu Zaiwang, Fan Fengyi said in a solemn tone.

Before they could ask again, Xu Zawang, who was above the void, had already transmitted his voice again:

"Qin Feng, you are indeed very powerful, and you are so powerful that I am surprised that you can force me to such a level. It can be said that you are the first among the opponents I have met! "

With the words, a wisp of soul-devouring and bloodthirsty killing intent has quickly erupted from the body of Xu Zanwang. This powerful breath is like an ancient and unparalleled powerhouse slowly awakening. The terrifying substantive aura slammed into the air, and most of the people present were pale and trembling, as if on their bodies, an immemorial mountain was suppressing their bodies.

Let their bodies even have an urge to worship at this moment.

There, as Xu Zanwang's voice came out, the divine light in his eyes shot out, and the brilliance that appeared was like the sharpest sword light.

In the depths of those eyes, the circles of textures slowly rotated, making people feel numb in their scalp and trembling in their souls.

"This is the eye of the holy pattern... God, I finally remembered, this is the legendary eye of the holy pattern!"

At this time, someone finally reacted, and a horrified cry came out of his mouth.

In this voice, there was an indescribable terrified look, as if he had seen a ghost.

And this statement is also consistent with the reaction of Fan Fengyi just now.