Rebirth of the Great Desolation: The opening system is stuck

On the West Sea, Luohe and Long Qi fought dozens of moves, unlike Hu Ha who crushed Yu Meng, the two were evenly matched, and each had their own trump cards. In a short period of time, no one could do anything to the other.

"Great Emperor, if the fight continues like this, Luohe will be defeated!" Said Snake General, frowning.

"It's okay, this kid has a high spirit, and it's not a bad thing to suffer a little setback!"

"My subordinate understands."

"Emperor, who is Luohe little friend?" Huanxi Luohan couldn't help asking.

Emperor Zhenwu glanced at Huanxi Arhat, but did not speak.

"The emperor forgives the sin, because he is happy and talkative."

"It's not a big deal. This son is a descendant of a general under the emperor's helmet in his early years, and now he is the emperor's disciple."

Huanxi thought that Emperor Zhenwu would not tell the origin of Luohe, but he never thought that Emperor Zhenwu would readily tell Luohe's identity. Knowing that Luohe was the disciple of Emperor Zhenwu, Huanxi couldn't help but feel a little thumping in his heart. I don't know why Emperor Zhenwu To send Luohe out to fight generals.

"Emperor, don't worry, the little monk has sent a message to Venerable Jianglong. He knows how to measure and will never dare to mess around."

"It's best." Emperor Zhenwu nodded and said no more.

Huanxi also fell silent, and he didn't know whether Jianglong took his words to heart. If he really disabled Emperor Zhenwu's disciple who entered the room, it might not end well.

I was troubled in my heart, but the joy did not show, and my eyes stared at the battlefield without blinking.

The one at the end of the Naluo River is amazing, not to mention his superb swordsmanship, and he can take advantage of the general trend of the West Sea. Although he didn't suppress Long Qi for a while, he often made extraordinary moves.

Jianglong was suffering in his heart, but he couldn't tell. His methods were unusual, but he couldn't keep up with his realm. Fortunately, he had cultivated the golden body of Arhat, but he was not afraid of Luohe's sword intent. After fighting for a long time, Jianglong still can't take Luohe down.

With a thought and a flick of his wrist, a brass-colored bell appeared in his hand, and Long Qi didn't see him throwing the bell, but he shook it in his hand, and the bell made a tinkling sound.

The sound was pleasant, like the ding-dong of spring water, very rhythmic. What was surprising was that the sound made by the bell was not a soul attack, but a wisp of black smoke.

The black smoke rose against the wind, not only did not fade, but under the blessing of the power of the wind, it became more and more dense, as if it was coming out of a chimney.

In the blink of an eye, it covered tens of miles around, the black smoke was like ink, the naked eye couldn't look directly at it, even with the magical power of the eye technique, it couldn't see clearly.

"Ah."

"This is Iron Blood Wolf Smoke. How could Long Qi have such a method? Could it be that he has been to the ancient battlefield before?"

Iron-blooded wolf smoke is a product of the ancient battlefield, and it is a strange supernatural power fused from a special breath after the fallen creatures on the battlefield.

Once the iron-blooded wolf smoke is cast, the soul cannot be shrouded, and the line of sight cannot be penetrated. The combat power of the caster will be doubled. It can be said to be a big killer that can be used as a trump card!

Since Long Qi decided to participate in the battle, he would naturally not be unprepared, and Jagged Wolf Smoke was one of his preparations.

It can double the combat power without being discovered, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone!

"What is Long Qi doing?"

"No, the Luo River is in danger."

"Don't worry, Luohe is not an ordinary person, and a mere iron-blooded wolf smoke can't trap him!"

Amidst the black smoke, Long Qi let out a low shout, and his figure, like lightning, appeared in front of Luo He's body in an instant. The originally indestructible sword intent light shield was actually weak in Long Qi's hands. With a slight force, the sword The mind light shield was destroyed and shattered in an instant.

A punch landed on Luohe's chest. Unprepared, Luohe fell towards the bottom of the West Sea like a kite with a broken string.

At this moment, Long Qi, amidst the smoke of iron and blood, is like a god of war, everything is invulnerable!

At the critical moment, Luohe's whole body gave out a loud and clear sound of sword chant. The sharp sword intent was like a beam of light, shooting straight into the sky from above the West Sea. The pervasive cloud was dispersed.

For the first time, armor appeared on Luohe's body. The golden armor was dazzling, even more dazzling than the sun. The pure white and flawless sword intent, like the divine light radiating around the sun, broke through the clouds and rushed to the sky!

The great sun pierced through the black smoke and soared above the heavens!

Just a moment ago, the West Sea was still dark, but at this moment, it is full of light, and more than half of the creatures have to close their eyes. Their naked eyes dare not look directly at the black smoke and strong light above the West Sea. Only a few creatures can rely on the power of their souls to spy to a little different.

"Long Qi, if there are only these methods, then this competition will be over." The arrogant words came from Luo He's mouth, and the sound spread thousands of miles around.

Luohe at this moment is like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, making people afraid to look directly at it!

"With the help of strong pressure, you can succeed in the psychic sword in one fell swoop. This kind of courage is absolutely impossible for pure swordsmen!" Qin Immortal praised.

No matter how strong Luo He's sword intent is, no matter how domineering the way of the sword is, it is not enough for him, a great Luo sword repairer, but Luo He's talent for the way of the sword really makes Qin Immortal envious!

As Qin Immortal said, from the beginning of the battle, Luohe had premeditatedly suppressed his own sword intent. After realizing Long Qi's extraordinaryness, Luohe simply kept doing nothing and took a passive defensive posture.

Luohe's passivity made the psychic sword body in his body restless, showing signs of breaking away from Luohe's control!

Under the oppression of Long Qi's tyrannical strength, Luo He's painstaking efforts finally paid off, and he made the psychic sword from small to medium success in one fell swoop!

"The junior is going crazy!"

Long Qi is such a character, seeing Luo He's psychic sword from small to medium, he knows that he has become a stepping stone for Luo He, how can he bear this tone!

I saw Long Qi clenched his teeth, and the aura around him surged again. Although he hadn't advanced to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, the coercion around him at this moment was no less than that of ordinary Heavenly Immortals.

As the aura around Long Qi soared, the fly whisk in his hand shot towards Luohe like a snow-white boa constrictor.

The dust whisk exploded at an extremely fast speed, making a sound of sonic explosion, and when it approached the Luohe River, it scattered into thousands of strands, and in just an instant, it enveloped the thousands of feet of space around the Luohe River.

That Fuchen didn't know what kind of material it was made of, but he ignored Luohe's Heaven-reaching Excalibur.

In fact, from the beginning of the fight between the two to the present, Luo He's sword intent has never cut off the fly whisk in Jianglong's hand.

Although Jianglong suppressed his cultivation and couldn't display his combat power, the whisk in his hand was a genuine treasure, even more domineering than Luohe's Tongtian Shenjian bred with a psychic sword body.

The whisk formed a boundary, covering the Luohe River, and Long Qi took control of the whole situation!