Chapter 630: Purple gold fan

boom

When Xia Ping took out the spear of Hell, with his body as the center, he immediately burst into a gas field of hell. The ghosts were crying, and there was a black hellish atmosphere.

When he spears, he smashes toward the phoenix and stalks the past. A trajectory is drawn through the void, as the antelope has no trace of the horns. It is also like a meteor crossing, looking for the flaws of the Phoenix nine hits.

Boom!

This force penetrates everything, the spear tip lingers around the rotating airflow, destroys everything, and instantly pierces the two phoenixes, breaking down and even forming a collapse.

A sharp force, directly through the void, tried to penetrate the heart of Feng Qiu.

This is the power of the treasure. When it is shot, it will turn around and make Xia Ping’s combat power increase several times. The whole person is like a **** demon, suppressing everything.

"mean!"

"When you have a treasure, you will be arrogant."

"Is there anyone who manages it and actually takes the treasure out? This is a foul behavior."

"Yes, immediately ban his qualifications, too bully."

The core students of Huo Gang and other cores are convulsing, and they are eager to split. They simply want to take Xia Ping’s treasures and take the treasures of them. They are simply bullying people.

Originally, Feng Xiu Dao’s cultivation was stronger than Xia Ping’s, but it was because of the treasures that immediately flattened the gap between the two sides and even allowed Xia Ping to gain the upper hand.

However, no matter how they call, no one cares, because the genius war itself does not stipulate that it is not allowed to bring treasures. In fact, weapons are also part of the strength. If you have the ability, you can naturally carry them to fight.

"Xia Ping, you think that only you have treasures, I have no phoenix to ask for it!! The foundation of my Feng family is not what you can imagine." Booming, at this critical moment, Feng Qiudao immediately took a handle from his body. Purple gold fan.

That is the purple gold fan of the Feng family!

The handle seems to depict a huge mountain range, but this is not an ordinary mountain range, and the flame-condensed mountain is called the Flame Mountain.

There seem to be a lot of mysterious runes engraved around the fan. These runes seem to be condensed by flames, but they are heaven and earth, as if they have incredible flame power.

boom

At this moment, Feng Qiudao clenched the purple gold fan in his hand and infused all the real elements into it. The whole fan suddenly gave off a huge purple-gold flame.

He is slamming toward Xia Ping!

哗啦啦~

From this purple-gold fan, a huge purple-gold flame emerges immediately, and it quickly condenses into an undead phoenix, exuding a noble atmosphere, which seems to be unattainable, like a god.

Even the audience in the audience, without knowing how far, but many viewers feel that this undead phoenix contains supreme pressure to suppress the soul.

A pair of eyes are also condensed by flames. It seems to contain terrible power. A little staring at a certain place, it will burn immediately, and nothing can resist it.

"kill!"

Feng Qiu Dao’s murderous outbursts, earth-shattering, and spiritual energy permeated this undead phoenix. It seems that this undead phoenix will live and his eyes will be agile.

call out!

The undead phoenix shook its wings and rushed toward the infernal spear of Xia Ping. The horrible flame erupted and swept everything, as if a super volcano was exploding.

Boom!

Suddenly, the power that erupted from the spear of **** was instantly shattered by the shock, and even the terrible power was transmitted to Xia Ping along the spear of hell.

"what?!"

Xia Ping immediately felt a tyrannical force transmitted, and suddenly he was numb, and even this force was transmitted to his body and limbs, seeming to shatter his entire body.

Fortunately, his North Guardian body work up, forming a hood, quickly dissipating such a turbulent force, and passing it along the ground, instantly slamming a huge deep crater.

And the whole person has gone backwards by tens of meters, his hands are numb, and he almost holds the spear of unsafe hell.

"No matter what cards you have, you can't beat my phoenix!" Feng Qiu Dao is not forgiving. He holds a purple gold fan in his hand. The whole person has a horrible flame, like a phoenix.

The king's best martial arts Phoenix nine hit!

At this moment, a huge purple-gold flame emerged from the purple gold fan, quickly condensed into an undead phoenix, just a few breaths, it became a nine-headed.

These undead phoenixes appear in different places, with different postures, some screaming in the sky, some standing on the ground, some flying in the air, some elegant, some violent, some just fierce, some Feminine...

They are all surrounded by Xia Ping.

These undead phoenixes seem to be the gods born from the flames, each appearing on the ring, condensed into an amazing flame vortex, crazy rotation, and the power of tearing.

Xia Ping is in the center of these flame vortexes, and is constantly torn by this force. It seems that as long as a few breaths, his whole body will be pulled apart.

At the same time, these flames are also extremely horrible. It seems that there is a phoenix that is really powerful. When it is contaminated, it is almost impossible to extinguish. If you do not burn the objects, you will not give up.

However, the pure yang of Xia Ping's practice is not the martial art of the sun. It is the energy of absorbing the essence of the sun on weekdays. Even if these phoenixes are extremely terrifying, they will not hurt him.

Even these flames entered his body, and they became a great complement to the energy of his body.

However, the power of these vortexes is extremely terrible, and his body is still suppressed, and it is almost impossible to move. It can only be resisted by the help of the North.

"A terrible flame, this is the real fire of the phoenix. Even if the master is contaminated, it will cause great trouble." A core student is very dignified. If he is in the ground, it is estimated that he can't resist the attack of Feng.

This flame alone can burn him in an instant.

"I don't think it's the ancestor of the Feng family. Even the treasures like the Zijin fan are there. Plus the Phoenix scripture on his body, it is just like a tiger."

"The outcome has been fixed, this kid lost."

Huo Gang and others are in a good mood. They think that Feng Qiudao took out the treasure purple gold fan, which is the moment of victory and defeat. This Xia Ping has been unable to return to heaven.

"Give it, you can't beat my phoenix by your current strength."

Feng Qiudao shouted: "If you don't want to, then I will force you to be willing."

His eyes showed a terrible chill, and his face was photographed with a hollow.

Immediately, the nine-headed immortal phoenix screamed, the flames madly rotated, and the nine flame vortexes ran, and the heavens and the earth formed a terrible storm.

An inexplicable force descended from the sky, crushed down, as if exerting dozens of times of gravity, and instantly suppressed on Xia Ping's body, immediately pressured his body to creak, it seems that even the knee can not stand, almost 跪on the ground.

"Give me something!"

Feng Qiu Dao is also a palm of the hand, the real element of the whole body broke out, he will force Xia Ping to kneel on the ground and surrender completely.