Chapter 415 The Dust Has Settled

In the past, Feng Qing'er was full of arrogance, and she firmly believed that Mu Qingluan, as a member of Tianluan's lineage, was nothing more than a firefly's light in front of Tianyaohuang's prestigious name and noble bloodline.

But in today's competition, I saw the terrifying purple-gold dragon coming with its fangs and claws, roaring in the wind, and the coercion emanating from its body was like substance, seeming to crush everything around it.

Even though Feng Qing'er was full of unwillingness and felt like a lump in her throat, she had to force herself and quickly raised her attention to Mu Qingluan to the extreme.

She has understood that if she is still as arrogant and stubborn as before, she will be the only one who will suffer in this duel and lose sadly.

As a person with the noble bloodline of the Demon Phoenix, Feng Qing'er is full of pride and self-esteem. How could she tolerate such humiliation?

Feng Qing'er's beautiful eyes widened and she locked tightly on the purple-gold dragon. As it cut through the sky, it was surrounded by surging energy. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be overwhelmed, and ferocious cracks burst out one after another. .

Seeing this scene, Feng Qing'er's pretty face instantly became as solemn as frost. She waved her jade hand quickly, and the black light that originally swept across the sky, like a world-destroying black python, just like the summoned spirit, flew upside down with the force of lightning. Back.

Under the focus of everyone's scorching eyes, Wu Guang plunged into the giant illusory black phoenix behind him.

In an instant, a magical scene suddenly appeared. The black phoenix, which was originally slightly illusory and sinister, seemed to have absorbed endless power, and its figure quickly solidified. The feathers around it seemed to be real and touchable, and strands of ghostly light flickered. In the meantime.

And the coercion that spreads from its body is like a billowing black cloud rising from the sky. It is getting thicker and thicker, pressing so hard that the air around it seems to be stagnant, making people's hearts tremble.

"Holy Icon Demonic Phoenix Bell!"

Feng Qing'er's expression was stern, and her hands formed complex, mysterious and dazzling marks at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye.

In an instant, her red lips opened slightly, and a cold shout suddenly burst out from her mouth, just like the ice cracking on a cold night and the sound waves piercing the void.

Just as the shouts faded, the giant illusory black phoenix behind him suddenly became alive like a raging karmic fire. It raised its neck to the sky and let out a sharp phoenix cry that penetrated the sky.

Wherever the sound rang out, the air was filled with ripples of panic. At the same time, the pitch-black light around him was like a surging ink wave, surging and surging, and the intensity of the light suddenly increased greatly. In an instant, it was like a giant beast that swallowed the sky, completely wrapping Feng Qing'er's body in it.

After the package was tightly wrapped, the powerful and thick black light seemed to have life, continuing to surge and change. In just a moment, it magically condensed into a giant black bell that was more than ten feet tall.

The clock's entire body shone with a faint light, revealing a bone-chilling chill and mysterious pressure. It hung quietly in the air, as if an ancient artifact had appeared in the world, shocking everything around it.

This giant black clock stretches across the sky, is huge in size, and has a vast surface area. Its entire body is like ink stained with black paint, exuding a cold and cold luster.

On the surface of the bell, there is a black phoenix engraved. Its figure is vigorous and vigorous, and it is about to soar into the sky. Strong and strange black flames are rising continuously from the body of the phoenix, adding a bit of evil charm and charm to the giant bell. mystery.

The strange thing is that although it is condensed from pure energy, it seems to transcend the realm of illusion and is more real than the substantial things in the world. The black light flowing on it is like actual black satin, and the delicate texture and changes in light and shade are exactly the same as the real thing, which is amazing.

The sudden appearance of the giant bell was like thunder on the ground, instantly detonating the whole place, causing everyone to scream in shock. Looking from a distance, the whole body is filled with an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura, and a feeling of indestructibility is felt.

It is not difficult to imagine that its sturdiness must be appalling. Even if an ordinary Dou Zong strongman puts all his strength and uses all his skills, a blow that falls on this giant bell will only be like an earthworm shaking a tree, leaving him helpless. , it is difficult to shake it.

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"Demon Phoenix Bell..."

On the seat, Master Jian stared at the huge black bell with a slightly solemn look on his face. For this thing among some qualified strong people, the name of this thing is quite strong. .

"I heard that this demon phoenix bell is a fighting skill passed down from ancient times by the demon phoenix clan. According to legend, it was created by a senior demon phoenix who had reached the realm of fighting saint. After years of polishing, it has been passed down to this day. Its defensive ability , It’s extremely terrifying, it’s really rock solid.”

"Not only that, there is also a powerful sonic attack method hidden in this defense. The coordination between offense and defense is extremely exquisite, making it difficult to guard against. It has always been the most powerful skill of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan. When competing at the same level, few people can do it. It can be broken."

Xiao Ling stared closely at the huge black clock in the field, raised his brows slightly, and said in a loud voice.

He paused, then turned to look at Venerable Lei, with a hint of smile in his tone, "If we let the top experts in the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan use it, I'm afraid the demon phoenix bell would cover hundreds of miles around. Once the bell rings, If it sounds, all the vitality inside will be destroyed. However, Feng Qing'er obviously only knows a little bit about it now, but her future is undoubtedly promising. Venerable Lei, you have gained a great disciple!"

"Haha, Master Xiao Ling, you praise me too much!" Venerable Lei laughed loudly, with a look of pride on his face, "I am just specialized in wind and thunder fighting spirit, and that girl Feng Qing'er happens to be in the same body. This wind and thunder fighting spirit is very suitable for me, so I accepted her as my disciple by chance. "

The fact that Venerable Lei can accept a pure Tianyaohuang clan member like Feng Qing'er as his disciple is one of the few things he can be proud of.

The Tianyaohuang clan has many strong men and profound knowledge, and they are famous in this vast world.

With this level of master-disciple status as a link, Lord Lei has established a relationship with the Sky Demon Phoenix clan, and has gained a lot of confidence. He had just made the move to collude with the other two pavilions in this Sifang Pavilion competition, and Xingyun Pavilion. Compete and try to suppress the rising trend of Xingyun Pavilion.

However, as soon as Xiao Ling appeared on the stage, he gave him a show of strength. Venerable Lei's idea of ​​having a chance with Xingyun Pavilion was immediately stopped and he did not dare to mention it again.

"This demon phoenix bell is indeed powerful. The inherited fighting skills of the demon phoenix clan are famous, with amazing defensive power and very cunning attack methods." The sword master stroked his beard and looked back and forth at the two people competing in the field. The conversation changed and he said with great interest,

"However, from what I see, the sword technique performed by Mu Qingluan cannot be underestimated! It is still unclear who will have the last laugh. This competition is becoming more and more interesting."

As Lord Jian said, everyone was silent this time and no one had the intention to argue. The demon phoenix bell used by Feng Qing'er is a secret skill inherited by the demon phoenix clan. It is famous and powerful. Its defense is as strong as a fortress, and its offensive is also very fierce.

But the purple-gold dragon summoned by Mu Qingluan should not be underestimated either. The majestic power surrounding it was surging, as if it was about to tear the world apart. Its terrifying power was enough to chill the hearts of those watching.

What is particularly special is that the faint coercion hidden in the body of the purple gold dragon seems to be weak, but it seems to contain ancient mysterious power. Even a strong man like Lord Lei feels faintly in the depths of his soul when he touches it. Move, feeling frightened.

The people sitting at the table were all well-informed people with extraordinary eyesight. They immediately understood that the fierce confrontation in front of them was the winner of this fight, and it was the key moment that determined success or failure.

It's just that the situation is complicated and confusing, and the strength displayed by both sides is unpredictable. As far as the current situation is concerned, it is difficult for them to determine who will win. They can only wait and see...

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The giant black bell had just solidified into shape, its entire body shimmering with light, exuding a chilling coercion. At the same time, the purple-gold giant dragon was like a dazzling purple-gold meteor, piercing the sky and roaring towards the sky.

Compared to the former's majestic size that blocks out the sky and the sun, the Purple Gold Dragon's figure is quite slender and slender, but no one dares to underestimate its power. Just look at the lines on the side of the dragon that look like a ferocious giant mouth. If you look at the cracks in space like this, you can deeply feel the terrifying power contained in them.

Under the gaze of everyone, who watched intently and with tense hearts, the giant purple-gold dragon, carrying endless power and determination, rushed towards the giant black bell like an arrow from a string, and slammed into it.

"clang!"

At the moment when the two collided, it was like thunder exploding in the ears, and a loud and majestic chime of bells suddenly exploded.

The sound seemed to be carrying a huge force, surging out from the surface of the giant clock, turning into a substantial majestic sound wave, wildly raging in a ring, and spreading layer by layer.

Wherever they pass, the space trembles and the wind and clouds change color. Even the layers of dark clouds hanging high in the sky seem to be stirred wantonly by a pair of invisible giant hands. In an instant, the whole world seems to be turbulent and turbulent. They are all shrouded under the pressure of this sound wave, which makes people tremble with fear.

And where the two collided suddenly, the situation instantly became tense. The huge black bell is like a majestic black fortress. It is using all its strength to resist the ferocious attack of the purple gold dragon. On the surface of the bell, there are already cracks quietly emerging like spider webs. With the help of the inheritance battle of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, The powerful foundation of his skills has not yet shown signs of being broken or collapsed.

On the other hand, the purple-gold dragon's figure became slightly ethereal under the violent impact, and the majestic energy surrounding it seemed to be chaotic, as if it would collapse and disintegrate in the next moment, and the situation was precarious.

Just when the spectators were convinced that Feng Qing'er's Demonic Phoenix Bell had the upper hand and was about to win the final victory of this duel, the corners of Lei Zun's mouth on the stand were unconsciously raised and he couldn't hide it. He thought that his disciple would be able to win proudly with the secret skills passed down from generation to generation from the Demon Phoenix Clan.

However, at this critical moment, something unexpected happened! In the originally empty and lifeless eyes of the purple gold dragon, a look of contempt suddenly flashed through, like a superior person looking down at ants. It was like a wild beast that had been completely angered, and its whole body's aura suddenly changed.

Its extremely sharp claws suddenly exerted their power and were deeply embedded in the giant bell. Then they pulled hard. This time, it seemed as if the void was torn apart. Space cracks extended out, and the violent power of space filled the air. He came out and began to wreak havoc on the huge black bell.

The giant black bell, which was still struggling to support and maintain its integrity, was overwhelmed in an instant. It broke apart inch by inch and turned into countless fragments flying everywhere. Then these fragments gradually turned into jet-black rays of light and converged towards it. .

Everyone's eyes were focused on the diffuse black mist. After a closer look, they could vaguely make out the outline of a woman's figure, which was Feng Qing'er.

Feng Qing'er's figure was hidden in this black light, and she was filled with disbelief. Her eyes were eager, staring at the majestic purple-gold dragon not far away, exuding terrifying pressure.

"What kind of fighting skill is this that can arbitrarily tear apart the defense of the Demon Phoenix Bell? How is this possible!" Feng Qing'er's lips trembled slightly as she murmured to herself.

In her beautiful eyes, the arrogance of the past was no longer there, and the panic was like a surging tide, quickly submerging the remaining calmness, leaving only panic in her eyes, and her body was shaking slightly unconsciously.

In the past, she relied on the great reputation and noble bloodline of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, and her eyes and eyebrows were full of arrogance, but at this moment, her usual arrogance was like spring foam, shattered by this cruel reality.

After the purple-gold dragon broke the Demon Phoenix Bell with force, it seemed to vent its anger at being underestimated, and let out a dragon roar that shook the sky. The roar was wrapped in a majestic pressure, making the surrounding space tremble.

Then, its whole body of power surged again, and its body was like an arrow from a string, struggling to pounce on the black light that had not yet dissipated.

When it got close to her, the dragon's huge head suddenly poked out, and its bloody mouth suddenly opened, biting Feng Qing'er's body accurately.

Feng Qing'er's beautiful eyes were wide open, and the color of fear instantly filled her eyes, but before she could struggle and call for help, she was swept by the dragon with endless brute force and fell rapidly to the ground below.

"Boom!"

A loud noise sounded as if the sky and the earth were collapsing. In an instant, smoke and dust rose up, as if a raging sandstorm swept across the square. A shocking deep pit was blown out of the ground, and the cracks spread wildly around like a hideous spider web. The surrounding stands were also impacted, causing everyone to exclaim and their expressions suddenly changed.

Everyone's eyes were cast on the square full of smoke and dust. They all stared intently, holding their breath, hoping to catch a trace of movement.

However, the diffuse smoke was like an airtight curtain, and the dead silence continued to seep out from it, without any sound.

In an instant, an indescribable astonishment and suspicion quickly spread in everyone's hearts. They looked suspicious, whispered to each other, and secretly speculated in their hearts, could it be that Feng Qing'er, who was considered the best in Fenglei Pavilion and had the noble blood of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix, had already been defeated?

The doubts of the crowd were still lingering on their tongues and in their hearts, but before they could spread, Mu Qingluan at the other end of the square suddenly moved.

At this moment, her face was a little pale, and her figure was a little weak. Because she had used all her strength in the previous move, there was little fighting spirit left in her body. Only relying on her tenacity and willpower, she could barely retain some strength to move.

But even so, she still flapped her wings, and the pair of gorgeous blue wings shone brightly in the sunlight. When they flapped gently, they brought up colorful streams of light, lifting her figure to soar lightly in the sky.

After a while, she suddenly shook her wings, just like the wind and clouds, a soft and powerful breeze wrapped in strength, rushed out, whistling past, and dispersed all the billowing smoke and dust stirred up by the previous explosion.

In an instant, the originally blurred scene in the center of the square gradually became clear, and everyone looked over eagerly, wanting to find out what was left after this thrilling duel.

The originally flat and wide square now seemed to have experienced a catastrophe, with broken bricks and stones, potholes everywhere, and it was devastated and tattered. In this mess, a delicate body in a colorful skirt was lying on the ground in a mess. That was Feng Qing'er.

The colorful skirt on her body must have been exquisite and gorgeous in the past, but now it was tattered and broken, with strips of cloth hanging wantonly. Fortunately, the key parts were covered by the broken skirt, so she could barely maintain some decency.

On the exposed arms and neck skin, there were wounds crisscrossing, blood seeping out, drying, and forming dark red scabs, like a hideous spider web crawling on it, revealing a shocking tragedy.

The black hair that was originally smooth and neat was now completely untidy. It was like a mess of weeds, spreading out wantonly and scattered on the ground full of dust and gravel. A few strands of hair were still stained with blood, and fluttered weakly with the breeze, showing a state of desolation and misery.

At this time, Mu Qingluan gently flapped her pair of blue wings and landed in front of Feng Qing'er with a light figure.

Although her face was a little tired, her figure was still agile. She held the long sword tightly in her hand and swung it without hesitation. The cold and sharp blade was firmly against Feng Qing'er's throat.

Feng Qing'er's beautiful eyes were full of stubbornness. Even in such an embarrassing situation, she still refused to show any weakness and looked directly at Mu Qingluan.

Seeing this, Mu Qingluan looked calm, but her tone was full of unquestionable confidence. She said softly: "Feng Qing'er, I won this competition."

Although the words were light, they were like a heavy hammer, hitting Feng Qing'er's proud heart heavily in this quiet and messy square.

As Mu Qingluan's words announcing the victory and defeat slowly fell, the surroundings instantly exploded, and the noisy sounds came one after another and continued.

Everyone looked at each other, their faces full of astonishment and disbelief. This ending was really beyond everyone's expectations.

Thinking back to the time when Feng Qing'er revealed her identity as the Heavenly Demon Phoenix, her innate nobility and respect caused continuous exclamations and discussions. Everyone was shocked by the stunning appearance of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix bloodline.

In their hearts, the Heavenly Phoenix Clan is famous and their bloodline power is noble and extraordinary. They have already stood at the top of the Douqi Continent and are synonymous with being invincible at the same level. Fighting against opponents of higher levels is commonplace.

On the other hand, although Mu Qingluan's Heavenly Phoenix bloodline is also a rare and precious bloodline in the world, in people's inherent concept, compared with the former, although it cannot be said to be the gap between a firefly and a bright moon, there is indeed an insurmountable gap between the two. This gap is far from a little bit, but is quite disparate.