Storm of Kings

Zhou Lie used the True Demon Yang Flame Art for the first time, and a faint smoky gas appeared between his arms, urging the universe front to slide toward the enemy.

He is experiencing the essence of this sword!

Although he worked so hard to synthesize the fire, to what extent is it, and what direction will it develop? Need meticulous understanding.

There is a slight difference, a thousand miles away, and it was all thoughts before, but now when I see the real thing, I feel completely different from my thoughts.

This sword was supposed to be mighty and unparalleled, but it just cut out the meaning of lightness.

"Huh, is it easy to lift the weight?"

Zhou Lie thought in his heart, but the next moment he realized that this was not a heavy lifting, but a real light.

This attribute of heavy no longer exists in front of True Demon Yangyan!

Why is it so?

Because True Demon Yangyan is unparalleled and domineering, he does not allow anything to become an obstacle, including weight.

Everything in the world can't stop it from moving forward, weight is also a kind of restraint, since it is restraint, it shouldn't exist.

Therefore, this sword is not a human being. It was originally a Ba Lie Wushuang Demon Sword, but it looked like an ethereal and traceless fairy sword. It penetrated the enemy's body in a short moment, without even giving Zhou Lie a chance to use the True Demon Sunfire Cannon.

The three huge bodies suddenly stagnated, frozen in place and unable to move.

After careful observation, they discovered that the sword mark had penetrated into their bodies and formed a space crack.

Strange heat penetrates into the cracks in space and confuses the two concepts of heat and cold, so the temperature becomes particularly strange. The three major leaders felt that they were frozen, but their body was too hot and unbearable, so the uncomfortableness would not be mentioned!

Zhou Lie admired the three masterpieces, and secretly discussed with Shao Yong: "Old ancestors, are you weird? The true magic Yang Yan Gong gives me the feeling that it is not a fire-type exercise, but like a cold-ice exercise. Just like mine before. They were so stalemate that the three of them were actually frozen! Could it be that Fei Lian relied on this method to preserve his body, so that he could practice for many years after death?"

Old God Shao Yong was smiling and said: "Isn’t there such a sentence? Things must be reversed. This True Demon Yang Yan Gong is the best example. It not only erases the weight, but also reverses the temperature. It is naturally inseparable to have such power. Fei Lian’s help. In this way, the True Demon Yang Yan Gong is like a treasure, and it is necessary to tap its potential deeply, and think that the combat power will not be weak after coming to Dacheng."

The three major leaders are very anxious. They are like stuck here, unable to move forward if they want to attack, unable to evacuate if they want to escape, and want to explode vigorously.

"What exactly is going on?"

Before they could figure it out, there was a sudden sound from their bodies, and the body of the demon **** completely disintegrated.

Silently, the three major leaders fell to the ground, turning into many square and square pieces of meat, and the pieces of meat instantly became rigid, as if they were hung in a ventilated place for years to dry, and they looked strange.

Zhou Lie scratched his head again, where is this **** jerky?

Those are three big living people, now look at them again, put them together, they can only fill a bag the size of a human head. It's not bad for dealing with monsters, but it's barely enough for people.

"What does the ancestor think?"

Shao Yong said very bluntly: "What can I see? This is just the power of a sword, and the true magic sun fire cannon has not been used yet! If all the acupoints are opened and seven hundred and twenty cannons are fired, it is hard to imagine that. Situation. But with your current skill, it’s not bad to be able to spur twelve magic cannons. You need to be down-to-earth to improve your cultivation. Don’t be complacent just because you have achieved a little."

Zhou Lie smiled: "The world is too big and there are too many masters. My skill is still far away from going through the Purple Frontier Ape King! What's more, there is the Black Frontier Ape King behind the Purple Frontier Ape King, and there are so many more ancient ones. Existence. When this matter is over, I have to go to the heavens to break into the heavens and see what kind of fruit the human race has achieved under different timings?"

Shao Yong poured cold water on Zhou Lie: "You still pray that the human race will not be so mighty. The more fruit you get, the closer you will be to the harvest time of the Wujiang ape race. Imagine that you raise a pen of fat pigs, which are so fat. It's oily, do you continue to raise it? We have to harvest a crop! Our danger is too dangerous to escape. Maybe it will become the existence that the butcher most wants to kill."

Zhou Lie patted his forehead and said, "Yes! Old ancestor, please rest first, don't tell me about fat pigs! It sounds weird! The truth may be that, but the human race is definitely not a fat pig! Most of them belong to the stocked sheep. , And the heavens are vast pastures. As for me? At most, I am counted as a little wild lamb. Compared with the fat sheep on the pastures, it is far behind."

"Hahaha! Yes, it's the sheep and not the pigs."

"Bah! How did I get the infection? It is also described as sheep and pig. His Wujiang ape tribe regards the human tribe as a small dog. Sooner or later I will let them know what a wrong idea." Zhou Lie squeezed. Fist, the obsession in my heart is stronger...

At this moment, Fufengzi came over with a head. He looked at the jerky scattered on the ground and raised his thumb: "The devil is worthy of the devil character, and he has cultivated such a strange magic power. Compared with the weird sword, all my paintings and calligraphy will be thrown into the trash."

Zhou Lie looked at the head in Fufengzi's hand and said with certainty: "This guy is slightly better than the three major leaders, but what we are comparing today is the number. You are quite different in number."

"Haha!" Fufengzi smiled freely: "I am far from below, and I am willing to return to my subordinates to see the scenery with you seven hundred years ago."

"Good!" Zhou Lie nodded ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and looked at Feitiancheng and said: "Cunning Rabbit Three Caves, Kaiyuan Village and Feitian City are two backtracking points, and I haven't made a decision yet, so Xiao Ning will ask for it. Someone will come over in a while. I observe with the eyes of the collapse of the sky. After years of recuperation, the Flying City can satisfy twenty minds and go up against the time. Of course, ancestral spirits can also join, but they have to occupy one place."

"Twenty places? This is similar to my previous calculation." Fufengzi and Zhou Lie high-five, vowing: "Okay! It's all up to you, but I have to return Liang Peacock!"

Zhou Lie turned and left, leaving a voice to persuade him: "The hero is sad for the beauty, Liang Peacock has not been in love with you in these years, so take your own measures and don't get caught in the mud. Emotions sometimes require a game."

"Game?" Fufengzi stopped and stood up, laughing blankly: "You don't understand, it's not me that the hero is sad about the beauty! It's..."

Suddenly, a voice sounded in my heart: "Cough, Feng'er, your murderous aura is too great, you need to copy the Heart Sutra to excite your anger!"

Fufengzi's face twitched, and he whispered, "Old stuff, the ancestor spirit of Liang Peacock is nearly a thousand years younger than you. This is really an old cow eating tender grass, but I want to make it through. That old man is so tender! and also……"