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One thousand seven hundred and seventy-five chapters fierce battle too secluded mountains seven toge

After rushing out of the underground snake nest, Taoist Qingxin and Yan Peigong fought head-only without reservation. This is the first time Yi Tian has seen the ancient alien nine-headed insect exert its strength.

The martial arts practiced by Taoist Qingxin are worthy of being the authentic Xuanmen, and the spiritual power is extremely powerful and righteous. Even if it appears, it will turn into a human form. The magical secret technique you use should be very close to the colorful dazzling light of Taiqing Pavilion.

As for the opponent, Mr. Yan Pei, who relied on the force of the forced activation of the true dragon bloodline, the power of the borrowed magical powers was naturally more than inferior in power.

After being mixed up within a radius of a hundred miles near the snake's nest, it was suddenly overwhelmed. It was obvious that Yan Pei's ice and fire breath was all defeated under the frontal impact of the colorful spiritual light.

After Yi Tian and Yi Shun rushed out of the snake nest, they saw the remnant soul demon body of Emperor Yuanhao who was about to flee to the depths of the Taiyou Mountains. The two looked at each other and all of them were full of inspiration. They showed that they abandoned Yan Peigong and flew directly towards the direction where the black dragon was.

It was obvious that Emperor Yuanhao's remnant soul was bound by the Dragon-Suppressing Order on his forehead and could not exert his due strength, and he could not even fly away. After seeing this, Yan Peigong gritted his teeth and spit out his essence and blood on the flag, and then waved his hand and pointed at the black dragon.

The black dragon that was galloping out suddenly seemed to stop involuntarily, and he shouted angrily: "Young man, you dare to control my soul. When I break free from the shackles, I will definitely tear you into pieces."

"Emperor Yuanhao, you shined your power in your life, have you ever thought about being bound by someone one day?" Yan Peigong said happily after seeing this: "What was the result of my deity being devoted to you? If you were not ambitious and wanted to go against the will of heaven and act recklessly and use your own strength to invade the upper spirit nine realms, how could you end up like this?"

After saying that, a little red blood flashed across the order flag and then flew into the black dragon's forehead. After three breaths, a powerful aura radiated from the black dragon's body. At the same time, the eyes of the Yuanhao Emperor's remnant soul, the true body of the demon dragon lost its clarity, and replaced it with a blood-red color. Suddenly, the boundless dragon power and murderous intent came from the black dragon's body. The whistling wind blew across the surroundings and shocked both Yi Tian and Yi Shun.

It is obvious that Mr. Yan Pei had completely controlled the true body of Emperor Yuanhao at this time, and now he had a fight between two and three. "Put off these two quickly," Mr. Yan Pei gave the order. The black dragon seemed to have hesitation on his face, but under the urging of the order flag, he just paused for a moment and rushed towards the two of them.

This time, it was not a joke, and Yi Tian felt a lot of pressure. Fortunately, the dragon power suppressed him is not as strong as the monster. Taiyuan Sword came out and then spread it in front of the two of them. At the same time, the Tianlei Bayin was chanted and shouted: "Fellow Daoist Yishun insisted on his original intention and should not be affected by the power of the demon dragon."

A golden sound wave swept across Yishun's body, and he saw a sensation on his body and then the momentum on his body was no longer decadent. The golden aura flashed across his body and turned away first, stretched out his hands and patted it on his chest and turned into two dragon claws, and said with a solemn expression: "Let me see how strong the kingly style of that year was."

After saying that, the figure flashed through the golden light and flew forward. After a few of them quickly, they rushed to the vicinity of the demon dragon. They waved their claws on their hands and hit the demon dragon hard.

A dragon roar rang through the sky, and the demon dragon's body was scratched by Yishun's claws and left two traces on the black scales. However, his defense was extremely strong. After taking a shot alive, he forced himself to resist it with the strength of his body.

The demon dragon's tail swept across Yishun's body, and the latter was sharp-eyed and shivered and directly pulled away. Although the demon dragon's tail did not hit Yishun head-on, it swept over and pulled him out a hundred feet away before stabilizing his body.

Before the Yuanhao Emperor's remnant soul body followed Yi Tian again, he also took the opportunity to take action. The Brahma golden bell taken out from his hand quickly shook. The eight sounds of the thunder in his mouth turned into golden ripples and shone under the demon dragon's body.

It was obvious that the power of the Buddha Sect in the golden ripples faintly restrained the demonic force and the power of the underworld in the demon dragon's body. Wherever the ripples went, they swept across the black dragon's body and shook violently under the influence. The black demonic energy was faintly abruptly in the wound left by Yishun's attack.

"Come on again, the more wounds he has on his body, the faster the demonic power will be released," Yishun said happily after seeing this. At the same time, he did not slowly sacrifice the golden light in his hand and was ready to wait for an opportunity to move again.

"You, the rats, dare to underestimate me," the demon dragon opened his mouth and whistled: "Let you see how strong my true dragon breath is."

After saying that, the Demon Dragon opened his mouth and a black wave of light flashed from it, and then pulled all the spiritual power within a thousand miles around him.

Such a spicy move made Taoist Qingxin and Yan Peigong in the distance were also stunned. Such powerful spiritual power had reached the strength of the ninth level of the late level and approaching the peak. Both of them were afraid and hurriedly pulled away first. If they were hit on the front, they would really be skinless even if they were not dead.

The true dragon breath of the demon dragon naturally made Yi Tian and Yi Shun anxious in their hearts. Such moves and killer moves they used with all their strength were both stronger than three points.

At this time, the spiritual pressure wind gathered in the center of the storm blocked the retreat of Yi Tian and the others with the demon dragon itself as the center.

A flashed into Yi Tian's mouth moved slightly a few times, and Yi Shun's face immediately followed and asked in a deep voice: "Can you do this work?"

"I don't know either, but I have to try it before I know it," Yi Tian replied with an extremely solemn expression.

Then he reached out to make a seal, and a phantom of a palm-sized Pure World Lotus appeared in his hand. Yishun restored his hands to human form and also learned Yi Tian's hand seal method to quickly create seals.

Later, Yi Tian said softly: "Go," the rose-up pure world flew directly onto Yishun's hands.

At the same time, Emperor Yuanhao in front of him opened his mouth and protruded more than a dozen three-foot-sized black dragon breathing flame balls. The fire was mixed with a large amount of black demonic aura and the power of the underworld. It was impossible to purify it by just a pure world flower lotus.

I saw a continuous black dragon breathing ball flying towards Yi Tian, ​​mixed with the whistling sound of the wind hitting Yi Tian’s location.

But the scene in my imagination did not appear. Yi Tian made seals on his chest with his hands and muttered a word in his mouth: "Look at the authentic supernatural powers of my Xuanmen."
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