Fengyunlu

Click~Boom...

Eight rays of purple sky divine thunder smashed into the thunder pool with overwhelming power, roaring loudly in the ears, and the entire thunder pool trembled, and its thousands of thunders gave way like kings bowing down.

At this moment, sixteen thunderous lights on the altar turned upside down to attract the divine thunder. Each two of them were integrated and guided down through the lavender light curtain.

Crack~Crack~

A thunder arc sounded, and eight purple sky thunders followed the thundering light and melted into their corresponding statues in an instant.

With this power, the statues actually moved flexibly, jumping on top of the thundering flames in front of them. The red flames burned, and the eight strange beasts came to life, without the slightest look of death.

"Hey! Finally...here..."

Feng Chenqiang tilted his head slightly under the pressure and saw eight strange beasts bathed in thunder flames and glowing with light, like the majestic fire gods and beasts of ancient times.

oooo~

As if someone was watching, and as if it should be the case, the eight-headed beast looked up to the sky and roared, and the eight magical weapons in its mouth were swallowed into its belly, followed by a sudden and shocking power.

"Uh~"

The whistling sound swept over the altar, shaking Feng Chen's heart. The demonic flames around his body shook three times, and his spiritual thoughts were suppressed back three feet in front of him.

"It's actually so effective?"

Feng Chen was stunned, and felt that the power of Yuan Shen was a little more solid and thicker than before.

"I think this is the trick of the second uncle of the Lei family, so that I can have more capital to save my life." Feng Chen thought to himself.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he understood the urgency of the moment and thought about whether he had missed anything: "In addition to his father's magic weapon, he also has to guard the Qingming Festival. As a last resort, he will sacrifice half of his blood essence. Maybe Xiaoyu's bloodline can have miraculous effects."

creak~

Squeak~squeak~squeak~squeak~squeak...

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard strange noises from all directions, which was the divine thunder about to move.

Sure enough, the eight-headed beasts on the eight stone pillars with thunderous flames and glowing bodies were staring at the high platform and roaring faintly at Feng Chen.

oooo~

With a deafening sound, the eight-headed beast retreated from the thunder flames and returned to its original location, spitting out the magic weapon and holding it in its mouth.

After a while, his body stirred up, and the Purple Sky Divine Thunder contained in his body was emitted, and the eight-ray divine thunder magic weapon poured into the thunder flames slowly and quickly.

bang~

The eight thunder flames were like adding strong oil, and they flew several feet high in an instant, and the red fire light also turned into purple light.

As the Zixiao Divine Thunder continued to pour in, the fire became stronger and stronger, the flames grew larger and larger, and the purple mysterious light became deeper and deeper.

The eight-headed beasts were no longer active, instead showing signs of death. When they returned to their statue form, the Purple Sky Divine Thunder in their bodies was also cut off.

At this time, the fireworks soared into the sky and were as long as nine feet and nine feet. Thunder arcs and lightning flashes roared among them, and endless power of heaven swept across the altar.

Feng Chen could clearly feel the already outrageous pressure on the altar. At this moment, the trembling fire light became more intense, and the pressure became stronger with every flash.

After only three or four blows, Feng Chen had difficulty breathing, his blood flow was stagnant, and the bones in his body were rattling. If most of the pressure was not caused by the demonic flames, he had no doubt that he would be crushed to death in the moment the fire trembled. .

Uh...cough, cough...

Fortunately, the coercion of Lei Yan Nine Flashes receded instantly, and even the initial power of Heaven was restrained, which allowed Feng Chen, who had reached his limit, to take a deep breath.

Hu~hu~hu~

......

hum~

The next moment, Feng Chen stood up without waiting, eight strange beasts moved in unison, and sixteen thunderous lights also converged on the high platform again.

The high platform suddenly lit up with red light, and lines connected to the altar in all directions in the blink of an eye, and then connected to eight wild pillars of thunder flames.

Connected with each other, a purple-red light curtain suddenly rose up from the entire altar and rushed to the top of the sky. When the cloud flags on the dome turned down again, they fell straight towards the high platform.

At the same time, Lei Gong's reminder sounded in Feng Chen's heart: "Xiao Fengzi, when the demonic resentment is gone, remember to crush the jade in your hand so that the Tao in it can melt into your body. Only then can your second uncle combine the great formation and the divine thunder." The vitality leads to the bloodline!!”

Wow~Wow~

Lei Gong couldn't speak, but the returning light of traction had landed on the high platform. Then the entire altar shook again, and the roads suddenly lit up, linking up an extremely mysterious traction array.

As soon as the magic circle was completed, an extremely strong suction force burst out from Feng Chen's feet, hooked on the altar, connected to all directions, and then connected to eight desolate pillars.

At this time, Feng Chen had already stood up. He didn't care to think about Lei Gong's reminder, nor did he care to look at the minor injuries he had suffered when he was squeezed. He only wanted to look at the eight thunder flames.

However, he saw that the thunder flames around him were flying away and shrinking quickly. In less than three breaths, the fireworks that were more than nine feet high had shrunk into small seedlings, and the purple sky divine thunder contained in them was no longer known. Where to go.

However, Feng Chen knew that the eight divine thunders had now merged into one force and would wreak havoc at any time. Moreover, he could feel that an ancient beast was faintly stirring under his feet.

Hey~

As if He He was thinking, there was a roar from the altar.

A thunder dragon transformed from the purple sky divine thunder swayed from the high platform at Feng Chen's feet, passed through the body, and the majestic dragon body, which was more than a hundred feet away, followed the pulling light and circled up to the sky.

what! !

Being pierced through the chest and body by the thunder dragon, Feng Chen couldn't help but scream in pain. At that moment, his whole body seemed to be torn apart. The pain from the depths of his soul made him forget where he was, and Do whatever you want.

"Uh~ No, you must not faint." Feng Chen warned himself that he must guard the Qingming and not sink. He squeezed the jade talisman in his hand and tightened it.

Hey~

The dragon's roar shook the sky again, and the huge thunder dragon descended from the sky with its power and rushed into the wind and dust.

This time, he didn't go straight to wreak havoc, but paused on the altar, looking at Feng Chen while coiled in the traction room. After a slight movement, a pair of dragon eyes burst into light, and the dragon whiskers on both sides swayed, and he took a bite at Feng Chen. Dragon fire.

The fire burns in the demonic flames and burns fiercely on its body. It is endless and mighty, but it lasts for a long time.

"..."

Feng Chen was in so much pain that he couldn't scream and died.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but the fire of thunder flames is still burning, but it is getting weaker and weaker. The huge thunder dragon that originally towered more than a hundred feet is no longer powerful at this moment, and is only a few feet in size, still attacking its head. .

Feng Chen was also in a daze, and he didn't know whether the black burn all over his body was painful or severe, or whether it was a hidden secret of vitality and mystery.

He only knew that the somewhat gray demonic flames had gradually become transparent, and even the original demonic resentment within them had become indistinct and hard to see.

Ding......

In a daze, something seemed to be broken, and the soft sound was too crisp to be heard.

Feng Chen's heart was shocked and violently aroused. He knew that this was a demonic resentment that was about to melt away, and that Jiuyou should be about to escape from trouble.

After reacting, Feng Chen hurriedly mobilized his whole body to prepare for what was to come, but at this moment, a maniacal laugh resounded through the thunder pool.

"Hahaha......"