Chapter 206 Divine Light, Angel Burning Spirit
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Dong Tu Ying Wang
Chapter 206 Divine Light, Angel Burning Spirit
The look in Wei Xuan's eyes has changed greatly, some can't understand this young man, and feel a little scared.
"Qing'er, kill these people first," the white-haired and white-browed old man reminded in a deep voice, Le Qing was a little distracted, but he still remained calm.
Although he was shocked in his heart, he had lived for more than 200 years and was calm enough to know what to do at this time.
"Okay" Le Qing quickly reacted and rushed into the space opened up by Wei Xuan, the ninth spirit ring on his body lit up.
The chaotic space is controlled by Wei Xuan. In it, Le Qing and others have not been adversely affected, they can move freely, and the space remains the same.
"Holy Light" Le Qing's ninth spirit ring, and the only red spirit ring, was completely lit up.
A golden light rose into the sky and rose into the sky, rendering the originally discolored sky golden.
The sky is like a bright mirror, the light enters it, is reflected back, and the beam of light falls from the sky, with a diameter of hundreds of meters, covering Fang Xiongfei and nine people.
Fang Xiongfei's body was shocked, the pressure increased again, the sacred light shone on the body, the skin was burning, the blood in the body seemed to be burning, and the soul power was evaporated.
The body seems to be embedded in a gold nugget, making it difficult to move.
Divine Light has both control and attack. While limiting opponents, it uses divine attributes to purify the blood and soul power of opponents.
This skill is more inclined to control, attack is second, it is shrouded in holy light, and it is almost difficult to break free.
Unless the level of soul power is better than that of Le Qing, or it can burst out with enough powerful energy, it is possible to crack it.
Otherwise, you can only be trapped in it, waiting for the soul power and blood to be purified, which is equivalent to slow death.
Feeling the power of Le Qing's skill, Wei Xuan immediately dispersed the chaotic space and had no plans to continue to intervene.
The chaotic space is under his control, if the collision of energy in it is too strong, he will also be affected.
Even if this energy is not aimed at him, he will be injured because of it, and the energy does not recognize people.
Originally, it was a lot of harm to him that he was trapped in housing Xiongfei and others. If he was affected by the tyrannical energy again, he might be severely injured again.
The consciousness returned to the eyebrows, Wei Xuan's body trembled slightly, a strong sense of dizziness appeared, and his face paled a lot.
Standing up, taking a step back, shrinking into an inch, widening the distance from Fang Xiongfei and the others, not daring to get too close.
Fang Xiongfei's nine people all released their martial spirits, and a strong sense of crisis made them not dare to hold back at all, and shot with all their might.
The seventh spirit rings on his body lit up one after another, and they all used their martial spirit avatars to maximize their state.
The energy released by the nine people using the spirit avatar together is strong enough to make the golden light appear illusory in an instant, and it has a tendency to be broken.
It's a pity that their energy didn't explode at the same moment, and they didn't really concentrate together, otherwise they might break apart.
After all, these are nine titled Douluo, including Fang Xiongfei, a level 98 Super Douluo, it is not easy for the Holy Light to imprison them.
The white-haired and white-browed old man and Le Qing shot almost at the same time.
The ninth spirit ring on his body was also shining, and the sixth spirit ring was the first to light up before that.
The golden light gathered in his hand, the sacred sword was formed, and he was clenched tightly. The appearance of the long sword made his aura a lot higher and more sacred.
The old man shouted "Angel Burning Spirit", the long sword was held high, a golden flame appeared on the tip of the sword, and the sun's rays were drawn into it by the flame.
With the injection of solar energy, the power of the long sword increased, and the golden flame spread, and soon spread all over the blade.
Space is distorted violently, unable to withstand its high temperature, and the real fire of the sun causes the temperature in the vicinity to increase sharply.
At this time, the old man was like a round of sun, extremely dazzling, the long sword in his hand quickly slashed, and the flaming sword light flew out.
Every flame sword light is hundreds of meters long and extremely blazing. Wherever it passes, the air is burned into nothingness, causing a strong heat wave.
Fang Xiongfei's soul power exploded in his body, and he flashed and appeared in front of the crowd.
"Hurry up, run away separately, the opponent has two level 98 Super Douluo, we will die if we stay here," Fang Xiongfei shouted loudly.
The voice was urgent, urging everyone to escape, with a determined look on his face, holding a mortal heart.
He is also a Level 98 Super Douluo, but due to the decline of Qi and blood, his strength is no longer at the peak, and now he is only equivalent to the peak strength of Level 97.
And the other party has strong qi and blood and strong soul power. He is a genuine 98-level Super Douluo, not weaker than the Suzerain Du Bushi.
One he is not an opponent, let alone two?
Although the opponent lost a Titled Douluo, on the Super Douluo level, he was stronger than his own, and his overall strength was stronger.
If he stayed, the nine of them would surely die.
After speaking, he gritted his teeth, the surface of his body lit up with red light, his breath was rapidly rising, and his vitality was fading.
Burning vitality has improved his strength, allowing him to return to the peak, reaching the real level of 98, and even surpassing it.
"Fang Lao" everyone shouted, with grief in their hearts, they did not retreat immediately, but broke out with all their strength, intending to share life and death with Fang Xiongfei.
"Let me go. If you all die here, the main body sect will decline in the future. For the sake of the sect, you must live." Fang Xiongfei angrily rebuked.
With a hideous face, his arms became abnormally thick, more than one meter in diameter, and collided with the hundred-zhang flame sword light.
The "Bang" energy storm was raging, and a huge impact came out. Yuan Jiu'an and others felt like they were hit hard in the chest, and their qi and blood surged.
Baizhang flame sword light exploded, Fang Xiongfei's body retreated a few meters, the sword marks on his five fingers were deep with bones, and the flames completely covered his hands.
The flames were like maggots on the tarsus, clinging to his hand tightly, with extremely strong adhesion, which could not be thrown away and could not be extinguished.
No matter how he used his soul power to obliterate the flames, the effect would be minimal.
After the flame became smaller for a short time, it quickly became fierce again, burning his palm.
Fang Xiongfei's face was distorted, his teeth were clenched, and he was tortured by the flames in his hands.
While being burned by the flames, he had to continue to resist the flame sword light, causing waves of pain after waves.
Every time it collided, sword marks would be left on him, and the flames were attached, and the more it burned, the more prosperous it became.
Soon, his arms, chest, and thighs were all burning with golden flames.
Beneath the roaring flames, was the scorched skin, and the flesh and blood began to burn.
The angel burns spirits, gathers the true fire of the sun, burns living beings, purifies all things, and the temperature reaches the level of extreme fire.
Once the flame touches the body, it is difficult to extinguish. As long as the white-haired old man's soul power is not exhausted and the power is not used up, the flame can continue to burn, burning the target.
This is the way the old man released his soul skill after painstakingly researching it, combining the flame with the divine sword.
The fierceness of the flame and the sharpness of the sacred sword are superimposed together, and one plus one is greater than two.
Fang Xiongfei burns his vitality, and it is still difficult to compete with the old man. Trapped in the divine light, he is doomed to fail.
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The look in Wei Xuan's eyes has changed greatly, some can't understand this young man, and feel a little scared.
"Qing'er, kill these people first," the white-haired and white-browed old man reminded in a deep voice, Le Qing was a little distracted, but he still remained calm.
Although he was shocked in his heart, he had lived for more than 200 years and was calm enough to know what to do at this time.
"Okay" Le Qing quickly reacted and rushed into the space opened up by Wei Xuan, the ninth spirit ring on his body lit up.
The chaotic space is controlled by Wei Xuan. In it, Le Qing and others have not been adversely affected, they can move freely, and the space remains the same.
"Holy Light" Le Qing's ninth spirit ring, and the only red spirit ring, was completely lit up.
A golden light rose into the sky and rose into the sky, rendering the originally discolored sky golden.
The sky is like a bright mirror, the light enters it, is reflected back, and the beam of light falls from the sky, with a diameter of hundreds of meters, covering Fang Xiongfei and nine people.
Fang Xiongfei's body was shocked, the pressure increased again, the sacred light shone on the body, the skin was burning, the blood in the body seemed to be burning, and the soul power was evaporated.
The body seems to be embedded in a gold nugget, making it difficult to move.
Divine Light has both control and attack. While limiting opponents, it uses divine attributes to purify the blood and soul power of opponents.
This skill is more inclined to control, attack is second, it is shrouded in holy light, and it is almost difficult to break free.
Unless the level of soul power is better than that of Le Qing, or it can burst out with enough powerful energy, it is possible to crack it.
Otherwise, you can only be trapped in it, waiting for the soul power and blood to be purified, which is equivalent to slow death.
Feeling the power of Le Qing's skill, Wei Xuan immediately dispersed the chaotic space and had no plans to continue to intervene.
The chaotic space is under his control, if the collision of energy in it is too strong, he will also be affected.
Even if this energy is not aimed at him, he will be injured because of it, and the energy does not recognize people.
Originally, it was a lot of harm to him that he was trapped in housing Xiongfei and others. If he was affected by the tyrannical energy again, he might be severely injured again.
The consciousness returned to the eyebrows, Wei Xuan's body trembled slightly, a strong sense of dizziness appeared, and his face paled a lot.
Standing up, taking a step back, shrinking into an inch, widening the distance from Fang Xiongfei and the others, not daring to get too close.
Fang Xiongfei's nine people all released their martial spirits, and a strong sense of crisis made them not dare to hold back at all, and shot with all their might.
The seventh spirit rings on his body lit up one after another, and they all used their martial spirit avatars to maximize their state.
The energy released by the nine people using the spirit avatar together is strong enough to make the golden light appear illusory in an instant, and it has a tendency to be broken.
It's a pity that their energy didn't explode at the same moment, and they didn't really concentrate together, otherwise they might break apart.
After all, these are nine titled Douluo, including Fang Xiongfei, a level 98 Super Douluo, it is not easy for the Holy Light to imprison them.
The white-haired and white-browed old man and Le Qing shot almost at the same time.
The ninth spirit ring on his body was also shining, and the sixth spirit ring was the first to light up before that.
The golden light gathered in his hand, the sacred sword was formed, and he was clenched tightly. The appearance of the long sword made his aura a lot higher and more sacred.
The old man shouted "Angel Burning Spirit", the long sword was held high, a golden flame appeared on the tip of the sword, and the sun's rays were drawn into it by the flame.
With the injection of solar energy, the power of the long sword increased, and the golden flame spread, and soon spread all over the blade.
Space is distorted violently, unable to withstand its high temperature, and the real fire of the sun causes the temperature in the vicinity to increase sharply.
At this time, the old man was like a round of sun, extremely dazzling, the long sword in his hand quickly slashed, and the flaming sword light flew out.
Every flame sword light is hundreds of meters long and extremely blazing. Wherever it passes, the air is burned into nothingness, causing a strong heat wave.
Fang Xiongfei's soul power exploded in his body, and he flashed and appeared in front of the crowd.
"Hurry up, run away separately, the opponent has two level 98 Super Douluo, we will die if we stay here," Fang Xiongfei shouted loudly.
The voice was urgent, urging everyone to escape, with a determined look on his face, holding a mortal heart.
He is also a Level 98 Super Douluo, but due to the decline of Qi and blood, his strength is no longer at the peak, and now he is only equivalent to the peak strength of Level 97.
And the other party has strong qi and blood and strong soul power. He is a genuine 98-level Super Douluo, not weaker than the Suzerain Du Bushi.
One he is not an opponent, let alone two?
Although the opponent lost a Titled Douluo, on the Super Douluo level, he was stronger than his own, and his overall strength was stronger.
If he stayed, the nine of them would surely die.
After speaking, he gritted his teeth, the surface of his body lit up with red light, his breath was rapidly rising, and his vitality was fading.
Burning vitality has improved his strength, allowing him to return to the peak, reaching the real level of 98, and even surpassing it.
"Fang Lao" everyone shouted, with grief in their hearts, they did not retreat immediately, but broke out with all their strength, intending to share life and death with Fang Xiongfei.
"Let me go. If you all die here, the main body sect will decline in the future. For the sake of the sect, you must live." Fang Xiongfei angrily rebuked.
With a hideous face, his arms became abnormally thick, more than one meter in diameter, and collided with the hundred-zhang flame sword light.
The "Bang" energy storm was raging, and a huge impact came out. Yuan Jiu'an and others felt like they were hit hard in the chest, and their qi and blood surged.
Baizhang flame sword light exploded, Fang Xiongfei's body retreated a few meters, the sword marks on his five fingers were deep with bones, and the flames completely covered his hands.
The flames were like maggots on the tarsus, clinging to his hand tightly, with extremely strong adhesion, which could not be thrown away and could not be extinguished.
No matter how he used his soul power to obliterate the flames, the effect would be minimal.
After the flame became smaller for a short time, it quickly became fierce again, burning his palm.
Fang Xiongfei's face was distorted, his teeth were clenched, and he was tortured by the flames in his hands.
While being burned by the flames, he had to continue to resist the flame sword light, causing waves of pain after waves.
Every time it collided, sword marks would be left on him, and the flames were attached, and the more it burned, the more prosperous it became.
Soon, his arms, chest, and thighs were all burning with golden flames.
Beneath the roaring flames, was the scorched skin, and the flesh and blood began to burn.
The angel burns spirits, gathers the true fire of the sun, burns living beings, purifies all things, and the temperature reaches the level of extreme fire.
Once the flame touches the body, it is difficult to extinguish. As long as the white-haired old man's soul power is not exhausted and the power is not used up, the flame can continue to burn, burning the target.
This is the way the old man released his soul skill after painstakingly researching it, combining the flame with the divine sword.
The fierceness of the flame and the sharpness of the sacred sword are superimposed together, and one plus one is greater than two.
Fang Xiongfei burns his vitality, and it is still difficult to compete with the old man. Trapped in the divine light, he is doomed to fail.
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(End of this chapter)
