Xu Yi's huge witch body raised his head to the sky and shouted angrily, punching non-stop, bang bang bang...
Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the giant golden mountain collapsed, and then turned into clouds and dissipated.
Luo Jia spurted blood wildly in the air.
"Nephew, what wonderful method is there, you can use it as much as you can."
Xu Yi accepted the witch body and turned into Suijie's face, and did not rush to attack.
Luo Jia wiped off the blood, swallowed a elixir, pointed at Xu Yi from a distance, and said, "Since you are looking for death, you must not let me."
Suddenly, with a big wave of his hand, the spiritual power in his palm was violent, and a transformed domain root appeared on the top of his head. The spiritual power shuttled through the domain root, and instantly turned into a golden pen.
The golden pen just appeared, and the world trembled.
"Ancient magical powers, this, this is Zufoting's freehand brush."
"Pen as you like, pen as you like, it's amazing."
"It's worth seeing such supernatural powers today."
The crowd of spectators instantly boiled over, and they felt that the You Yuan meeting was not as exciting as the You Yuan meeting this time.
Seeing that golden pen waved in the air, hundreds of crossbows were instantly formed, and with a swipe of the ground, the crossbows were solidified, and hundreds of powerful and terrifying spirit arrows were instantly shot out.
Xu Yi released the source fire to form a shield, and was surprised to find that his source fire shield was thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye under the attack of the spirit arrow.
Luo Jia sneered, "I told you to be crazy, and I will tell you to die here today."
Immediately, he waved the golden pen continuously, and the number of crossbows in the air became more and more tense, reaching several thousand in an instant. However, as the number increased, the power of each crossbow did not decrease at all.
Xu Yi was horrified, and thought to himself, "It's such a supernatural power, but it's a pity that it's not entrusted to a human being."
How can he not see the mystery of the magical power of the freehand brush, but Luo Jia's strength is not good, it is estimated that with the limit of his strength, he can draw the most powerful attack weapon, which is this crossbow.
If he could draw a more powerful divine weapon, it would be impossible for him to win this battle.
"No, Suijie can't hold it anymore."
Xia Bingzhong said in surprise.
Zhu Quanquan said, "Old Xia, you don't want to make a move, do you? Although Suijie will fight on behalf of the others, I accept his favor.
But in the eyes of everyone, if he loses, he will be taken care of by his own lord, but we can't get involved. "
His perception of Suijie was very complicated. On the one hand, he transferred a lot of his resentment towards Yan Wuyi to Suijie.
On the other hand, he was really grateful for Suijie's rescue at a critical moment.
Before the two of them had finished their discussion, they saw Xu Yi's body shield disappear, and a ball of fireworks burst out from his palm. With a slap, the fireworks turned into a hole and lay in front of Xu Yi's body.
The hole is only about two feet in diameter, far from covering Suijie's whole body.
However, the flame hole was just released, as if there was an inexplicable devouring power, and all the spiritual arrows shot from the sky were collected by the flame hole.
The golden pen kept drawing tens of thousands of crossbows, and Luo Jia's complexion also turned blood red.
Obviously, the tens of thousands of crossbows drawn by the golden pen have reached the limit of his support.
Swirly, the spiritual arrows shot like the wind, whistling, the hole was as motionless as a mountain, as if it had no bottom, all the spiritual arrows went into the fire cave, and finally fell silent.
"What kind of spell is this? Could it be witchcraft."
"The Sui family is worthy of being the descendant of Zhu Rong's ancestor witch. Such a magical fire technique is really not inferior to any Taoism."
"It should be the long-lost flame cracking technique. If you cultivate it to a high level, you can create this endless fire pit, devouring everything, and it's amazing."
The battle became more and more exciting, and everyone's discussion became louder and louder.
"Mice, you asked for this."
Luo Jia let out a roar, and suddenly, Yugen swung out, and the metamorphic Yugen instantly weaved the field, locking Xu Yi in the field.
At this moment, he swung the golden pen vigorously while spurting blood, this time his movements were much slower, and every stroke seemed extremely difficult.
Xu Yi was trapped in the field, not moving, allowing him to swipe his pen.
Finally, a spirit cannon was born in the golden pen, and at this moment, two balls of flames burst out from Xu Yi's palm.
The two flames instantly manifested a fire whip, a flame giant.
With a swipe, the flame hole swallowed the fire whip and the flame giant, and instantly burst out monstrous flames, which suddenly exploded Luo Jia's domain.
At this moment, the spirit cannon was fired.
A seemingly compressed air mass locked onto Xu Yi, and the huge coercion almost made him unable to move.
In fact, Xu Yi didn't even move, and saw him grabbing with both hands, a huge flame hole reappeared, and with a whoosh, the explosive air ball hit the flame hole.
At this time, this seemingly bottomless pit-like flame hole finally showed signs of being filled, and it began to continuously distort the phantom.
With a wave of Xu Yi's hand, the flame hole flew straight up, and suddenly there was a loud bang, as if thousands of thunders had exploded. The billowing air wave shook the forbidden formation, and a large number of fireworks slowly fell, which was extinguished by Xu Yi.
As for Luo Jia, the moment the spirit cannon was fired, he fell from mid-air to the ground and passed out.
Xu Yi's guess was right, he hadn't cultivated his freehand brush to great success, and he couldn't use many magical techniques.
Drawing the Spirit Cannon at this moment has exceeded his limit. Although he tried his best to draw it, he pushed himself to a desperate situation.
"It seems that nephew Luo Xian is young after all, nephew Cao Xian, your man, you can take him back."
Xu Yi waved his hand lightly, breaking the dead silence of the audience.
Meng Gui lightly clapped his hands, "Suijie is very strong, there is a successor in Ni Xing Palace."
As soon as these words came out, no one knew that Suijie's position as palace lord was a certainty.
Meng Gui is really satisfied with Suijie, and at the critical moment, he can stand up to save the situation and share his worries.
The key is to have outstanding strength in hand, to be able to fight and win if you come, this is very important.
"It's amazing, even if Yan Wuyi is here, he won't be able to do better."
Zhu Quanquan said in a deep voice.
In the world of cultivation, strength is always the last word, and Suijie's outstanding strength cannot be underestimated by anyone.
All the heavenly kings spoke one after another, no matter they were sincere or false, they always wanted to praise Suijie.
After all, this time Suijie was taking the blame for them.
"It turned out to be the Master of the Nixing Palace, how could I have such strength.
The Mistress of the Nixing Palace has always been the head of the princes of the evil court. It is no wonder that she has extraordinary strength. It is not surprising that she can beat Luo Jia, but I don't know if she can catch Cao's three tricks. "
Cao Mengqi said coldly.
He thought that Luo Jia's first shot would go off, but he was killed by Sui Jie abruptly.
Cao Mengqi held back his energy and wanted to make a big news at this Youyuan meeting, and he was unwilling to fail.
"The inner sect disciples of the dignified ancestor Buddha court are also ashamed to challenge the deputy palace master of the Nixing Palace. If you want to fight, Kuang will follow you through a few tricks."
The one who spoke was Kuang Wuji, the king of the North Hades, who is one of the only two powerful men in the whole field among the eight heavenly kings.
Just now Luo Jia shouted, it is really inconvenient for him to make a move.
At this moment, Cao Meng started to call out, but he did not shrink back.
The main reason is that Cao Mengqi's identity as an inner disciple is there. Even if he loses this battle, he will not be ashamed.
Cao Mengqi sneered, "Does the majestic Beiming Tianwang only dare to take three moves from me? If Brother Kuang wants to fight, how about life and death?"