Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

On the stage.

With the Nine Dragon Fire Shelter protecting him, Wang Qian immediately took the opportunity to get closer, with both fear and murderous intent in his eyes.

"The howling wind!"

Wang Qian shouted lowly!

Woohoo——

The sad and desolate sound of ghosts crying echoes in the heart.

It was as if everyone was under the eighteenth level of hell, filled with the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

In an instant, layers of substantial black wind rose from Wang Qian's feet and gradually enveloped his whole body, making it impossible to see his form.

However, in the turbulent black wind, there were vaguely hideous ghost faces looming, making harsh ghost sounds!

Sizzle! ——

Black wind covered the area, and the ancient bronze beneath his feet emitted corrosive white smoke.

A spine-chilling wind spread slowly throughout the surroundings.

Elder Hao Ling from the Five Thunder Holy Land showed surprise, "If I'm not mistaken, the technique used by Wang Qian seems to be the ghost way of the Witch God Clan?"

"Senior Hao Ling is indeed very discerning."

The master of Xiaoyun Pavilion in Yunluo Holy Land nodded and smiled: "That boy Wang Qian does have a trace of the blood of the ancient witch god clan. The ability of Yin Feng is the talent hidden in his blood. I originally thought that this boy was practicing I learned some kind of evil technique, but later I realized that this kid has such a talent!"

"Hahaha……"

Elder Haoling laughed a few times, but secretly cursed in his heart: He is just a descendant of the Witch God Clan with thin blood. Compared with Ye Ting, he is still far behind.

On the side of Dongling Fairy Pond, Biluo Shengji's heart was in her throat.

Then Wang Qian sacrificed the Nine-Dragon Fire Shield and used the ghost magic power of the Witch Clan. Can Ling Feng still be able to resist it this time?

"Kneel down!"

Wang Qian turned into black wind, taking one step ten meters away, as if teleporting!

Tsk! ——

Wherever he was, white smoke was billowing violently on the ground, corroding everything around him!

Before he even got close, Ling Feng felt a tingling sensation all over his body, and the black rain all over his body was like summer raindrops, falling crazily!

Just a trace of the aftermath is several times more powerful than the "Feng Qi Jiuyou". If it were faced head-on, it would corrode Ling Feng into a pool of blood in an instant.

"Why……"

Ling Feng shook his head and sighed. It seemed that he still had to expose some of his trump cards.

There was a flash of dim light, and the next moment, a simple black long bow appeared in Ling Feng's hand, and three arrows flashing with dim light were suspended behind Ling Feng at the same moment.

"A fake fairy weapon, right? Isn't it amazing?"

Ling Feng looked lazily at Wang Qian, who was charging toward him. He had a fake fairy weapon, so why not try the power of his own fairy weapon?

"Three styles of Yi Shen! Falling Star Style!"

Ling Feng plucked the bow string, directly erupting the eleven Hunyuan Locks in his body, and shot out a Dragon Yuan Arrow.

In an instant, a gorgeous beam of light seemed to break through the sky, penetrate thousands of miles of starry sky, and come straight!

Wang Qianyang laughed wildly: "It's useless!"

Swish——

With a flip of his hand, Wang Qian took out a mask and put it on his face.

The next moment, another layer of cyan light enveloped the whole body. This was another powerful protective magic weapon in addition to the Nine Dragon Fire Shield.

"This is a ten thousand year black turtle mask. You can't even think of breaking through my double defense!"

Buzz——

Sure enough, Ling Feng shot out an arrow. Although the Long Yuan arrow collided violently with the cyan mask and sparks flew, it was unable to break through the extremely hard barrier.

"I told you, it's useless!"

Wang Qian was determined, roared with a ferocious smile, and bullied him again. A pair of black wind-wrapped fists hit Ling Feng's head hard.

"Isn't it enough just to rely on Yi's divine bow?"

Ling Feng pursed his lips and took out a bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrow without any fuss.

Kick!

Ling Feng touched the ground with one foot, distanced himself from Wang Qian, and at the same time activated the dragon-elephant divine power. With the power of ten dragons, he fully drew the bowstring and fiercely shot out the bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrow.

Whoosh! ——

A sound that broke through the sky seemed to pierce the nine heavens and shot hard towards the light shield around Wang Qian.

"Didn't you listen to me? It's useless. Just give me -"

Wang Qian sneered, but the next moment, his words stopped abruptly!

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and a crack appeared in the cyan light shield around him.

There was also a faint crack on the black turtle mask on Wang Qian's face.

"How can it be?"

There was an incredible look in Wang Qian's eyes. This is a ten thousand year black turtle mask. How much destructive power is needed to penetrate this layer of defense!

Is this Ling Feng really just an extreme human emperor?

However, Ling Feng didn't pay any attention to Wang Qian's ghostly look. He just held his chin and murmured to himself: "It seems that the power of ten dragons is still a bit too gentle! Then, twenty dragons Power it!”

Whoosh!

Another arrow shot out, bang!

This time, the black turtle mask cracked and cracked three times in a row!

The cyan light mask around Wang Qian had already shown a spiderweb-like crack that was spreading.

It seems that with one more arrow, this mask will be completely shattered!

"Damn it!"

Wang Gan's eyelids twitched wildly. Why did the bow and arrow in Ling Feng's hand have such terrifying power?

This is too outrageous!

At this moment, someone in the audience yelled.

"Hahaha, I remembered. Isn't this the bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrow that Senior Brother Ling won from the northern barbarians last time?"

"Damn it, it's actually a bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrow! It's a sacred object of the northern barbarians, it's comparable to an immortal weapon! Senior Brother Ling is indeed Senior Brother Ling, so awesome!"

"Hahaha! Fake fairy weapons are nothing, Senior Brother Ling even has fairy weapons!"

For a moment, the disciples of Donglingxianchi were in high spirits again. Just now, the disciples of Yunluo Holy Land were laughing at Ling Feng, asking him to come up with a fake fairy weapon if he had the ability.

But now, Ling Feng directly revealed his magical weapon!

Compared with the immortal weapons, fake immortal weapons are just garbage!

The Yunluo Holy Land disciples who were still feeling proud just now felt a burning sensation on their faces. They were choked and speechless by the disciples of the Dongling Immortal Pond.

"Your turtle shell is quite hard!"

Ling Feng smiled coldly and already grabbed the third bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrow.

Take the bow!

Archery!

Done in one go!

This time, Ling Feng directly activated the divine power of thirty dragon elephants, and coupled with the power of the immortal bow and evil arrows, it completely exploded.

boom!

The void seemed to be about to collapse, and the ground of the sixth arena was crushed to pieces by the power of Ling Feng's arrow.

When the arrow passed by, the ground actually sunk deeply, penetrating several feet into the ground!

You know, this is the ground blessed by the magic circle. You can imagine how terrifying the power of this arrow is.

Click!

The ten thousand year black turtle mask is shattered!

Immediately afterwards, the Kowloon fire shelter shattered!

Two pieces of pseudo-immortal-level defensive treasures were completely scrapped!

"boom!"

Wang Qian was knocked away by the power of the arrow. However, the double barrier did offset most of the power. Although he was knocked away, he was not seriously injured.

However, compared to the physical injuries, what hurt more was his heart.

Two pseudo-immortal weapons!

Wang Gan’s heart is bleeding!

This was almost all of his net worth, and now it was all scrapped!

Originally, he wanted to rely on these two treasures to compete with the top experts in the second echelon, but now, everything is over!

"Ling Feng!"

Wang Qian was furious and stared at Ling Feng with angry eyes, wishing he could eat his flesh alive.

The layers of black wind around him surged wildly, showing the anger in Wang Qian's heart.