Chapter 1697 A monster
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Feng Chen You Pu Pu
In a blink of an eye, they were already at Ling Changxiao's side, and their figure shrank rapidly, and they plunged into the jade bottle.
"Om..."
The jade bottle trembled violently immediately, and the even more terrifying power of the holy way spread out from it, heading in all directions in a mighty way.
Most of the creatures in Mu Yeyu can feel this terrible holy power, as if a saint has descended.
The gazes looking here are full of fear and shock.
"Young Master Qin will not lose, right?"
Seeing this scene, Ling Yundie became a little worried and nervous, and couldn't help saying.
"No, I believe Young Master Qin, he will not be easily defeated." Huo Ling'er said very confidently.
Ling Yundie nodded, she could only hope so.
It's just that the other monks don't see it that way.
After seeing the jade bottle blessed by the dragon soul, they really couldn't figure out how Qin Feng could deal with it with his own strength, even if he had the holy sword in his hand.
With one's own strength, can you fight against the luck of the entire Great Yu Dynasty's ancestral land?
"You are very strong, but now, everything is over."
Ling Changxiao stared at Qin Feng, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, Ling Yundie will go down to accompany you soon after you die.
I won't let you be alone on the road to Huangquan! "
As his words fell, the pale and extremely weak old man in gray robe beside him made another move.
The seal knot he made with one hand changed, and the jerky and incomprehensible notes that came out of his mouth became more and more mysterious and complicated, like the whispers of an ancient god.
"Roar!"
The next moment, a sound of dragon chant came from the jade bottle, and thousands of golden lights burst out, entering the towering willow tree that grew out.
In a blink of an eye, every wicker that fell down was like a flood dragon, and compared to just now, the power displayed was greatly improved.
The more violent attack on Qin Feng brought him a hundred times more pressure in an instant.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Every time Qin Feng swung his sword at this time, although he could still chop a lot of willow sticks, the number was no longer comparable to what he had just now.
Those more and more dense willow branches began to gradually narrow Qin Feng's range, trying to trap him to death.
"It's really more difficult to deal with than I imagined!" Qin Feng frowned slightly.
"Now you know that the prince is not so easy to kill, right?"
When Ling Changxiao heard the words, he immediately smiled sarcastically: "It's a pity that you know it too late, you have no chance.
Even if you beg for mercy, I will not let you go. "
However, Qin Feng was not moved at all when he heard the words, nor did he panic in the slightest.
He thrust the magic sword into the ground, and the monstrous jet-black sword energy instantly flew in all directions, tearing up large pieces of wicker along the way, or flying them away.
He temporarily cleared out a space.
"Boom..."
And the next moment, Qin Feng used the domain he had mastered, the Nine Nether Purgatory, and a piece of hell space unfolded in an instant.
The laws of heaven and earth within this area have also changed accordingly, becoming lifeless, completely opposite to the breath contained in the wicker.
"Zi...Zi...Zi..."
Because of the blessing of the magic sword, the power inside the wicker that enters the range of the Nine Nether Purgatory will quickly flow away, and the speed will also be greatly slowed down.
Not only that, within the scope of Jiuyou Purgatory, a large number of corpses and Yin soldiers on the ground also got up one after another, and rushed towards the wicker.
They were too weak to stop them naturally, but they also slowed down the speed of those willows to a certain extent.
"What is that! Hell?!"
Seeing the scene in front of him, a monk immediately exclaimed.
This terrifying scene, under the blessing of the magic sword, seems to be no different from the real hell.
Ling Changxiao and the old man in gray robe were also shocked, as if they saw their end and where they were going.
"Roar!"
But at this time, Qin Feng took out the Wanshang Bow, and a dragon chant sounded again.
The sound was different from before, more clear and real, as if it was a real giant dragon sealed inside the Wanshang Bow.
"Boom..."
Qin Feng slowly pulled the bowstring, and spiritual energy from all directions gathered.
Of course, the most important thing came from the magic sword. The terrifying holy sword energy also gathered into the bowstring and condensed into an arrow.
The arrow contained the combined power of the Demon Sword and the Wanshang Bow. The moment Qin Feng let go, it shot towards Ling Changxiao.
"Crash..."
Countless willow branches, like dragon souls, rushed towards the arrow, trying to entangle it and break it.
However, the power contained in the arrow is too terrifying. The willow branches along the way are all torn, and the power is almost unstoppable!
Ling Changxiao suddenly turned pale with shock, and quickly asked the old man in gray robe to find a way to stop him.
"Hmph! There are many means, but you can't change anything!" The gray-robed old man stared at Qin Feng without panic.
He controlled those willow branches that entered the range of Jiuyou Purgatory and wanted to attack Qin Feng, gathered them all together, and headed towards the arrow.
In the blink of an eye, the willow sticks that were like a net were entangled with the arrow.
Moreover, it was twisted at a place only two feet away from Ling Changxiao.
"Crack!"
The sound of the arrow breaking was clearly audible.
The hearts of Ling Yundie and Huo Ling'er trembled violently, with a feeling of uneasiness.
"Haha...is this your last resort?!" Ling Changxiao laughed.
"Excalibur of Order!" However, at this moment, Qin Feng's shouting voice suddenly sounded again, shaking the heavens and the earth.
At the same time, there is also an extremely mighty sword intent, which erupts between the heaven and the earth, the void shakes, the situation changes, and countless chains of order surge.
The laws of heaven and earth are then chaotic.
That arrow was just used by Qin Feng to attract the gray-robed old man's attention, allowing him to accumulate energy. This sword is his killer move.
"Shh!"
At this time, the Sword of Order that Qin Feng slashed towards Ling Changxiao with supreme power.
At this time, the only thing standing in front of Ling Changxiao was a pile of broken willows that had just been twisted from the Wanshang bow and arrow.
"No!"
When Ling Changxiao saw this sword, he immediately felt the despair of death, and let out a terrified roar.
He regretted not persuading him and insisted on coming here.
I didn't expect that one of my stubbornness would cost me my life.
The gray-robed old man was also stunned, and he just froze in place. He couldn't believe that Qin Feng's ultimate moves could be used one after another, like a monster that never tires.
"Om..."
The jade bottle trembled violently immediately, and the even more terrifying power of the holy way spread out from it, heading in all directions in a mighty way.
Most of the creatures in Mu Yeyu can feel this terrible holy power, as if a saint has descended.
The gazes looking here are full of fear and shock.
"Young Master Qin will not lose, right?"
Seeing this scene, Ling Yundie became a little worried and nervous, and couldn't help saying.
"No, I believe Young Master Qin, he will not be easily defeated." Huo Ling'er said very confidently.
Ling Yundie nodded, she could only hope so.
It's just that the other monks don't see it that way.
After seeing the jade bottle blessed by the dragon soul, they really couldn't figure out how Qin Feng could deal with it with his own strength, even if he had the holy sword in his hand.
With one's own strength, can you fight against the luck of the entire Great Yu Dynasty's ancestral land?
"You are very strong, but now, everything is over."
Ling Changxiao stared at Qin Feng, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, Ling Yundie will go down to accompany you soon after you die.
I won't let you be alone on the road to Huangquan! "
As his words fell, the pale and extremely weak old man in gray robe beside him made another move.
The seal knot he made with one hand changed, and the jerky and incomprehensible notes that came out of his mouth became more and more mysterious and complicated, like the whispers of an ancient god.
"Roar!"
The next moment, a sound of dragon chant came from the jade bottle, and thousands of golden lights burst out, entering the towering willow tree that grew out.
In a blink of an eye, every wicker that fell down was like a flood dragon, and compared to just now, the power displayed was greatly improved.
The more violent attack on Qin Feng brought him a hundred times more pressure in an instant.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Every time Qin Feng swung his sword at this time, although he could still chop a lot of willow sticks, the number was no longer comparable to what he had just now.
Those more and more dense willow branches began to gradually narrow Qin Feng's range, trying to trap him to death.
"It's really more difficult to deal with than I imagined!" Qin Feng frowned slightly.
"Now you know that the prince is not so easy to kill, right?"
When Ling Changxiao heard the words, he immediately smiled sarcastically: "It's a pity that you know it too late, you have no chance.
Even if you beg for mercy, I will not let you go. "
However, Qin Feng was not moved at all when he heard the words, nor did he panic in the slightest.
He thrust the magic sword into the ground, and the monstrous jet-black sword energy instantly flew in all directions, tearing up large pieces of wicker along the way, or flying them away.
He temporarily cleared out a space.
"Boom..."
And the next moment, Qin Feng used the domain he had mastered, the Nine Nether Purgatory, and a piece of hell space unfolded in an instant.
The laws of heaven and earth within this area have also changed accordingly, becoming lifeless, completely opposite to the breath contained in the wicker.
"Zi...Zi...Zi..."
Because of the blessing of the magic sword, the power inside the wicker that enters the range of the Nine Nether Purgatory will quickly flow away, and the speed will also be greatly slowed down.
Not only that, within the scope of Jiuyou Purgatory, a large number of corpses and Yin soldiers on the ground also got up one after another, and rushed towards the wicker.
They were too weak to stop them naturally, but they also slowed down the speed of those willows to a certain extent.
"What is that! Hell?!"
Seeing the scene in front of him, a monk immediately exclaimed.
This terrifying scene, under the blessing of the magic sword, seems to be no different from the real hell.
Ling Changxiao and the old man in gray robe were also shocked, as if they saw their end and where they were going.
"Roar!"
But at this time, Qin Feng took out the Wanshang Bow, and a dragon chant sounded again.
The sound was different from before, more clear and real, as if it was a real giant dragon sealed inside the Wanshang Bow.
"Boom..."
Qin Feng slowly pulled the bowstring, and spiritual energy from all directions gathered.
Of course, the most important thing came from the magic sword. The terrifying holy sword energy also gathered into the bowstring and condensed into an arrow.
The arrow contained the combined power of the Demon Sword and the Wanshang Bow. The moment Qin Feng let go, it shot towards Ling Changxiao.
"Crash..."
Countless willow branches, like dragon souls, rushed towards the arrow, trying to entangle it and break it.
However, the power contained in the arrow is too terrifying. The willow branches along the way are all torn, and the power is almost unstoppable!
Ling Changxiao suddenly turned pale with shock, and quickly asked the old man in gray robe to find a way to stop him.
"Hmph! There are many means, but you can't change anything!" The gray-robed old man stared at Qin Feng without panic.
He controlled those willow branches that entered the range of Jiuyou Purgatory and wanted to attack Qin Feng, gathered them all together, and headed towards the arrow.
In the blink of an eye, the willow sticks that were like a net were entangled with the arrow.
Moreover, it was twisted at a place only two feet away from Ling Changxiao.
"Crack!"
The sound of the arrow breaking was clearly audible.
The hearts of Ling Yundie and Huo Ling'er trembled violently, with a feeling of uneasiness.
"Haha...is this your last resort?!" Ling Changxiao laughed.
"Excalibur of Order!" However, at this moment, Qin Feng's shouting voice suddenly sounded again, shaking the heavens and the earth.
At the same time, there is also an extremely mighty sword intent, which erupts between the heaven and the earth, the void shakes, the situation changes, and countless chains of order surge.
The laws of heaven and earth are then chaotic.
That arrow was just used by Qin Feng to attract the gray-robed old man's attention, allowing him to accumulate energy. This sword is his killer move.
"Shh!"
At this time, the Sword of Order that Qin Feng slashed towards Ling Changxiao with supreme power.
At this time, the only thing standing in front of Ling Changxiao was a pile of broken willows that had just been twisted from the Wanshang bow and arrow.
"No!"
When Ling Changxiao saw this sword, he immediately felt the despair of death, and let out a terrified roar.
He regretted not persuading him and insisted on coming here.
I didn't expect that one of my stubbornness would cost me my life.
The gray-robed old man was also stunned, and he just froze in place. He couldn't believe that Qin Feng's ultimate moves could be used one after another, like a monster that never tires.
