The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

"Thunder burst!"

After a brief stalemate, the first thing to move was the Moon God Palace genius silver bottle.

She heard her shout again, and then the power of the silver thunder's punishment burst with a sudden burst, and the momentum was extremely shocking.

The original lightning bolt of lightning turned into countless electric snakes in a blink of an eye, and the power in each electric snake was enough to wipe out a powerhouse of the Ninth Stage Immortal Venerable.

Even at such a distance, the powerhouses of the two sides below the half-god realm panicked and retreated tens of feet away again, for fear of being affected by one of the thunder electric snakes.

The power of thunder has changed from one thousand to one thousand, so that many foreign spiritual practitioners have sweated for that Yuanming, and the dark path is such an indiscriminate attack. Can this powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest still contend?

"Qianxue!"

At the same time, all the onlookers heard Yuan Ming utter these two words.

Immediately after those bursting snowflakes, they didn't even disappear. Instead, they seemed to have no trace to follow, but they moved in an orderly manner.

Every piece of snowflakes accurately found a silver electric snake, and after being covered by the power of ice and snow, the silver electric snake's movement instantly slowed down, as if being dragged by a human hand.

Seeing this scene, the foreign spiritual practitioners were greatly relieved, while the human practitioners felt regretful. On the contrary, as the silver bottle of the party, they did not feel too discouraged.

Perhaps Yin Ping had never underestimated Yuan Ming, a supernatural spirit powerhouse. Since the opponent dared to make a breakthrough and went directly to the battle after knowing his identity, it was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that this is a demigod foreign spirit like himself. From the beginning, Yin Ping didn't think about keeping his hands, but went all out.

Zi Zi Zi...

I saw silver light flickering between the fingers of Yin Ping's hands, and then the silver light snakes that were slowed down by the snowflakes surrounded Yuan Ming's body in a sudden change.

"Silver Snake Array!"

A shout fell in the heart, and the silver bottle fingers kept moving, and under the constant changes of countless electric snakes, many human cultivators realized that it turned out to be a special formation.

Among these human cultivators, there is no lack of high-level array wizards, and there is even a high-level array wizard. When he looks at the silver light snakes, he can't help but emit a blurred color.

Because this immortal high-level formation master, after sensing the position of those electric snakes, he couldn't help but marvel at it. This was the product of combining pulse technique and formation together, and it was definitely not an overnight effort.

These human cultivators have heard of Yin Ping's name before, but there is no one who has really seen his hand, even Jiang Yu is the first time he has seen Yin Ping make a move.

Therefore, they have always heard that the silver bottle's combat power is amazing, and the mind is far more comparable, but they never knew that this Moon God Palace Thunder Palace master sister was actually an immortal high-level formation master.

Compared with the ordinary large array, the silver snake electric array formed by the pulse technique does not take too long to be deployed. Of course, this refers to the result of silver bottle practice making perfect.

The level of complexity is not inferior to some normal fairy-level high-level formations, and after displaying it at this moment, Yuan Ming's face has become extremely solemn.

To be honest, even though Yuan Ming didn't agree to the three tricks before, in his heart, he still looked down on these human geniuses. The arrogance of the foreign spirits came from the bones.

Even if Yin Ping came from the Moon God Palace of the three top human forces, Yuan Ming, who broke through to the half-god realm, still didn't feel that he would lose, and could easily defeat his opponent.

Yuan Ming didn't know how ridiculous his thoughts were until he actually competed face-to-face with Yin Ping's pulse skills, when the opponent's silver snake electric array surrounded him.

This Moon God Palace genius named Yin Ping is not only comparable to Lu Liang just now, even if he is not much weaker than him, a strong man in the Ten Thousand Demon Forest.

Fortunately, Yuan Ming is not a fuel-efficient lamp after all. Now, if he is only in strength, he may be better than Medog over there, let alone Medog who was seriously injured and never healed.

"Snow Dance!"

Sensing the dangerous aura of the thunder electric snakes around him, Yuan Ming did not dare to neglect. At the same time the thunder electric snakes attacked him, he shouted, and countless white snowflakes danced lightly.

Seeing that Xue Wu, who was beautiful in the eyes of many onlookers outside, actually contained extremely terrifying lethality.

Many times, when you are enjoying this heavy snowfall, you have already been shot to pieces.

Strictly speaking, Xue Wu's gate art, and the Silver Snake Electric Array used by Yin Ping, have the same effect. Now it depends on who has the stronger means. Perhaps the battle will soon be a winner.

The two figures, one white and one silver, are surrounded by the silver snake electric array and Xue Wu. The electric light and the snowflake are intertwined with each other, and at some point they are distinct, which is extremely strange and mysterious.

laugh!

When a certain moment approached, a lightning flash of lightning flashed past, making Yuan Ming a little caught off guard. When he slightly tilted his head to dodge, the flash of lightning flashed across his left cheek.

A burst of blood shot out. Although this was only a physical trauma to Yuan Ming, he only felt that he had suffered a great humiliation, and when his heart was cruel, he shook his right hand severely.

Huh!

At the same time, one of the snowflakes that had long been hidden in the thunder did not seem to be affected by the power of the thunder at all. It broke out directly, and hit the silver bottle's left shoulder with lightning speed.

In this way, the two sides exchanged injuries with a slight difference, and it was the end of death.

In other words, the second game of this competition, from the very beginning, directly entered the white-hot stage, and there was no even preparation.

It seems that Yin Ping uses all his strength to make a shot, so why isn't Yuan Ming who is equally cautious?

Both sides know that the other side is their own life enemy, if they don't exert their full strength, they will lose all the game if they are not careful.

It's just that compared to the silver bottle with a more stable mind, Yuan Ming is undoubtedly more unacceptable to such a result.

After all, he participated in the competition this time, just wanting to win two games in a row and show the biggest limelight.

Unexpectedly, a genius woman who came out of the Moon God Palace would be so difficult to deal with. This undoubtedly let Yuan Ming know the truth that there are outsiders and the heavens, and it also made his eagerness to win stronger.

Almost subconsciously, Yuan Ming wiped his right hand around his waist, but in the end he shrank back. He still wanted to win the battle with his own strength.

There was blood and light splashing out of the silver snake electric array, and after half of the incense time, whether it was Yuan Ming or the silver bottle, it was full of scars, and the breath was not as majestic as it was in the heyday.

Relatively speaking, Yuan Ming seemed to be a bit more embarrassed. There were scars on his left and right cheeks, which looked a bit hideous, and they were obviously shaved by Thunder Lightning.

On the other hand, Yin Ping didn't know if she was intentional or unintentional. There was no injury on that pretty face, but the wounds on her body were many more than Yuan Ming.

It seems that even if Yin Ping is not an ordinary woman, she still has the love of beauty inherent in every woman. If she is not a last resort, she can't bear the slightest flaw in her face.

But as a result, Yuan Ming looked even more embarrassed. In fact, Yin Ping's injury was more serious.

After all, she needs to attack the snowflakes that originally floated on her face to another part of her body, and it can't be a key part.

In this way, the silver bottle had to spend more strength and make more movements than Yuan Ming, and over time, the aura on her body would be a little more disordered than Yuan Ming.

"It seems that you still have to work hard after all!"

Sensing the passage of pulse energy in his body, Yin Ping only felt that he had encountered his life rivals. Even if these foreign spirits in the same realm had just broken through to the level of a demigod, they could not easily deal with them.

Huh!

The silver bottle made a decisive decision. She stretched out her hand and wiped it around her waist. Then a silver bottle appeared out of thin air on her palm.

Looking at the silver bottle, all human cultivators think of the name of the genius of the Moon God Palace, secretly, there is no connection between the two, right? Is it what natal thing?

In fact, everyone guessed right, the silver bottle contained in it was indeed the silver bottle's natal creature, but it was a special thunder power refined from her natal blood.

Since the day of birth, Yin Ping has possessed extremely powerful lightning attributes. After so many years of cultivation, even his teacher may not be stronger than her in the use of lightning attributes. The difference is only the realm of cultivation.

From Yinping cultivation to the immortal Zun level, every year he will sacrifice a drop of his own essence and blood, and then use the purest power of thunder in his body to merge with it.

In a few years, the silver bottle broke through from the first-rank immortal venerable to the half-god state, and the fusion of thunder blood essence had already had five drops.

Each drop of the power of the fusion of Thunder Essence is equivalent to a self-destructive blow from a powerhouse in the semi-god realm.

This is the silver bottle reserved for life-saving use at some moments of life and death. The self-detonation power of the demi-god realm powerhouse, even if it is a powerhouse who is new to the first-grade **** emperor, I am afraid that it can't be ignored.

What Yin Ping didn't expect was that a foreign spirit Yuan Ming who had just broken through to the half-god realm had actually forced himself to this point.

Every drop of Thunder Essence blood consumed is a huge loss for her.

But in order to win, Yin Ping had to do this. She knew that dragging it on would be bad for her, and the fighting endurance of the foreign spirits has always been recognized as the strongest.

Moreover, if one is not careful, if it is bullied by Yuan Ming, who is not very good at physical strength, once he is close, the probability of defeat is at least 70%. This is still quite optimistic.

Now that Yuan Ming had fallen into the silver snake electric array, that was the best opportunity for the silver bottle.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he lost a drop of Thunder Essence Blood, and perhaps it can be recovered from Yuan Ming's waist.