Underworld exchange group

Chapter 672 Ancient Divine Body
Zhang Fan actually directly awakened Fenglei Tianzun's Fenglei Sword Jue from Nine Songs Sword Jue.

The mighty sword power turned into a blazing flame, like wind and thunder, Zhang Fan was filled with gray air, and the direction the sword pointed was earth-shattering, like a sword fairy above the nine heavens!

All the animals watching the live broadcast were stunned.

The corners of Fenglei Tianzun's mouth twitched. He used it to spy on the sword of the sky for more than ten thousand years when he realized the double-click of Fenglei. This kid, he was dealt with with a single roar, and all the ten thousand years of spying on the sky were on the dog. ?
Tears streaming down my face!
Let the majestic Tianzun feel inferior.

Sister Xiaodie was also dumbfounded, and said in a dazed way: "You are so amazing."

The faces of the tomb robbers present all changed drastically.

They really didn't expect that Zhang Fan could unleash such a powerful sword art.

Facing the sword fairy's blow, Wei Meng's face was heavy, and Yao Yao punched out. The bright white light of the fist, like a dragon rushing through the white clouds, flew across the void, pulled out a long tail flame, and hit the sword directly. on the tip.

boom!
The sword light collided with the fist light.

There was thunder and explosions on the flat ground, and a sandstorm more than ten meters high was forced to open a big hole by the force of the air, and a vacuum zone appeared.

Qi Jin pushed out and turned into a power grid wind blade with a radius of several hundred meters.

Even if they are far apart, they can blow the skirts of their clothes flying and the electric current crackling.

"too strong"

The onmyoji in the tomb gang was speechless.

He understands yin and yang art, and he is the closest to a cultivator among them. After he obtained the ancient power, he also tried to activate the sword formula and spell, but compared with Zhang Fan's sword, it was far behind. .

"laugh!"

Wei Meng pulled out the fist light with a fist, which was cut open by the sword light like tofu. The sword light was sharp and fast, and contained extremely terrifying explosive power and cutting power.

After breaking open his fist light, he shot directly at Wei Meng, unstoppable.

With a whoosh, it directly pierced Wei Meng's body.

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With a bang, Wei Meng fell heavily from mid-air.

He moaned in pain, his mouth made a sound like a wild beast, and in his low moaning roar, his body appeared in a strange state of light, and his whole person was like the light wings behind him.

No... no second drop.

Veins of anger appeared on Fenglei Tianzun's forehead, and he almost smashed Xiaodie's cell phone to pieces.

Lying on the grass, lose me.

Why did his daughter pass the Nine Songs Sword Art to this idiot? Fenglei Island's face was completely humiliated by him.

"Wei Meng!"

The eyes of the other tomb robbers were fixed.

Sister Xiaodie asked in surprise: "Father, why are you still alive?" She knew very well that the Fenglei Sword Art is powerful, which is where her father's way lies.

The expression on Fenglei Tianzun's handsome face sank: "The old cow pulls a big cart, the realm of slapping the face is too low, and I have only just glimpsed the way of the Fenglei Sword Art, and I haven't even exerted one billionth of the power of the Fenglei Sword Art .” He was very disdainful, very disdainful, and it had nothing to do with my Fenglei Sword Art.

Sister Xiaodie let out a half-comprehension sound.

Fenglei Tianzun felt that his perfect image as a good father had a little flaw, and he was upset, very upset. "Of course, there is another reason. That kid should have taken the ancient spirit fruit, and his body has undergone tremendous changes. It can be said that his body is no longer a mortal, but a god body, an ancient god body."

What Fenglei Tianzun said was true, Wei Meng ate a fruit when he came here for the first time, and then his whole body underwent a huge change, growing a pair of wings of light.

Those who were with him also ate all kinds of fruit.

"Damn!"

He almost thought he was dead just now, but the powerful body of the ancient god made him survive.

Wei Meng struggled to get up from the ground in pain, and suddenly crackling electric snakes tormented him, and buzzing blades shot out from his body with blood, and there was pain in his mouth like a beast. Hissing, his whole body shook, and the power of the sword light piercing his body was forcibly squeezed out of the ancient god's body by him.

Guanghua's face was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes turned white.

He flapped his light wings and flew up again, with a bang, his whole body was like a fired shell, and he rushed towards Zhang Fan with full recoil, only a white light streaked across the sky.

"Here, how did the whole person turn into a light body?"

Zhang Fan was slightly startled. The power of the wind and thunder he awakened was so great that it could destroy heaven and earth, and its power was doubled under the way of the sword. Even if the god was shot through, he would definitely not be able to survive, but he couldn't help holding on, and he was able to fight back.

Wei Meng not only transcended mortals, but even transcended the immortal cultivators of Dzogchen. His body should have reached the level of an ancient god.

"So what if it's an ancient divine body..."

"I will never let you succeed."

"Eat another sword!"

Zhang Fan shot out with another sword, and the sword light suddenly shone.

Under the light, Zibai's sword collided violently with the white light. With them as the center, a radius of hundreds of meters was shrouded in various vigor, wind, blade and lightning.

"Weimeng is so strong!"

The members of the tomb robbers all showed admiration.

After being seriously injured, Wei Meng's potential was once again stimulated. However, he was so seriously injured just now, and now it is only a temporary burst. Once the energy is gone, he will fall into a period of weakness.

With a whoosh, the sword light slid across his shoulder, and the blood of the sword burst out. The whole right shoulder was blurred by the blood and flesh twisted by the wind blade, and it was scorched into gray and black by the lightning.

"I come……"

The onmyoji flicked the dry smoke in his hand and joined the battlefield.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Zhang Fan kept spitting out spells, and the sword formulas on his hands were like laser guns firing.

Wei Meng's speed was extremely fast, constantly flashing, trying to avoid the sword light, trying to get close to Zhang Fan.

A white mist swept over, and shrank suddenly, revealing the lineup of the Onmyoji, just by this method, it can be seen that he is much better than other members of the tomb robbers who can only use brute force now.

"Know the radius of your palm!"

Zhang Fan turned the sword art and slapped it with one hand. Huge pressure enveloped the Onmyoji, and he pressed down suddenly. The complexion of the Onmyoji who had just gathered changed, and the whole person was pressed down. With a bang, white smoke fell to the ground heavily. dissipated.

"Wind blows!"

With Zhang Fan's sword pointing, a small hurricane emerged from the yellow sand, suddenly rose to a height of more than ten meters, and swept towards the white smoke that was drifting away.

"Wind and Thunder Sword Art"

Before Yin Feng strangled Bai Yan to death, he had already shot it with his sword.

The Onmyouji had no choice but to show his real body under the force of Yinfeng, and was about to break through the wind wall, but his eyes widened suddenly, and a sword light suddenly flashed out from behind Yinfeng like lightning.

He believed that if he was shot by this sword, he would absolutely hate the sword.

He asked himself that his ancient divine body was not as powerful as Wei Meng.

"The wind is coming!" Suddenly a crisp voice sounded.

Following this sound, countless gusts of wind in the void seemed to hear the order, gathered in front of the Onmyoji, and condensed into a wind shield.

"Another one?"

Zhang Fan smiled lightly. If this is also called a spell, it is an insult to the spell. It is clearly gathered by force with divine power because of innate inability to face the wind.

"frozen"

After the wind condensed into Fengdun, someone nearby shot a blue light, the surging wind really seemed to be unable to freeze this time, and a layer of shimmering blue light formed outside.

With a bang, like glass shattering, the ice shield was directly shattered by the sword light, and then Feng Dun was directly cut open, pierced through, and the speed slowed down slightly, then disappeared in a flash. When you saw it again, the Onmyoji Has been shot through the head.

"My goodness!"

The tomb gang finally exclaimed.

It is possible to live if the body is shot through, but the brain is the most vulnerable part of the human body, even if it is an ancient body.

However, seeing the coquettish woman suddenly flicked her hand, a vine full of green leaves fell on the Onmyoji's head, and the green light emitted made his head heal quickly.

"This is the Ancient Rejuvenation Ivy."

"Can heal some trauma."

It turns out that Su Xiaohong's supernatural power is from the wood system.

Lin Wenrui shouted: "With such a fierce and expensive sword formula, he can't make a few strikes, at most it won't exceed three strikes. He has already made two strikes."

"If you force him to strike again, he will be powerless to fight again."

(End of this chapter)