Ancient True Dragon Art

now!

Facing the other party, the power of such a shocking divine might, in Qin Feng's state of mind, could not help showing a hint of shock.

An icy chill enveloped the whole body.

It seemed that at this time, his entire soul and body would all be frozen.

"broken!"

"Break it for me!"

However, Qin Feng had lived through the test of life and death long ago.

He quickly reacted.

In the mouth, let out a roar!

In the next moment, a real dragon phantom began to appear on his body.

Simultaneously!

Qin Feng ran his soul power frantically, like the sea rushing forward, rushing out endlessly.

Instant time!

A powerful phantom of the God of War condensed by soul power appeared in front of Qin Feng.

The opponent, riding a real dragon phantom, looked ahead, without any fear.

And the Curse of the Devil, even more fully mobilizes the body's power, using the amplification of the ghost sickle to release powerful spells

Corrosion, weakness, illusion... and other negative forces, almost like a storm, rushing madly toward the four shocking palm prints.

Want to crush it!

"drink!"

"kill!"

The sound is like thunder, shaking Jiuxiao!

All of a sudden.

Various powerful energies are shrouded in the void channel.

Qin Feng displayed all his unique skills, holding the Sword of Heavenly Ice in his hand, drawing out a Lingtian sword aura.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sound of terrifying power clashing madly burst out in the void passage.

At this moment, Qin Feng's power urged to the extreme.

With that instant thunder sword, powerful cutting power, it seems that even the sky can be separated by a sword.

One sword can break yin and yang!

however!

Such a powerful sword energy, many amazing methods.

When he touched the four palm prints, he only persisted for a few seconds.

Immediately afterwards, they were completely crushed into nothingness by the power of palmprints!

"not good!"

Seeing his own attack, completely unable to stop the opponent's ultimate move, Qin Feng couldn't help but frowned.

"And I!"

A dull voice reminded me at this moment.

I saw that Lao Jiu burst out of Qin Feng's body, and a large black flame spurted out of his mouth.

boom!

In an instant.

The black flame galloped toward the four palm prints, and it kept getting bigger as it progressed.

At last!

It looks like a small black sun!

Nine Nether Flames, that came from purgatory, the most evil and domineering flame, enough to burn the sky!

Even the power of the four palm prints, no matter how overbearing, was blocked by the black flame.

The advancing speed instantly slowed down a lot.

"Do not worry!"

"Although the strength of these guys is indeed better than you!"

"But in this kind of empty channel, there are crises everywhere, and they may not be able to catch you 100%!"

Cursing the Demon King, said indifferently.

In his eyes, there seemed to be endless flames of anger, rolling in it!

To know!

He used to be, but a genuine aspirational powerhouse!

Sweeping around the world, no one can reach!

Back then, when he was in his heyday, how bad was that?

In the entire Tianwu Continent, there were not many people who could compete with him.

Don't say it's just a few half-steps in the Ascension Realm, even if an ordinary Ascension Realm master sees him, he must respectfully.

But now, just a few people who are trying to get to the top of the world, they dare to chase him, making him so embarrassed.

Just imagine!

In the heart of cursing the devil, how can he not be angry? How can you be willing?