Doomsday Horror Storm

Chapter 11: Battle against Qin Hong!

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Boom~~~

Suddenly, there was a roar of thunder in the sky, and a scream flew rapidly from a distance, from far to near. The sound went from being inaudible at first to resounding throughout the world and deafening.

The Zichen Peak of Longchen Mountain was shaking slightly.

A young man in white clothes, with cold eyes and flying black hair, galloped over from a distance like a cannonball, with murderous aura lingering all over his body, and there seemed to be thousands of demon souls dancing wildly behind him.

"die"

"Everyone must die"

Qin Hong's face was filled with murderous intent and his eyes were ferocious.

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Outside the thatched house.

Yang Xuan heard the roaring sound in the sky and felt a strong murderous aura coming from a distance. He couldn't help but frown and said: "This time, there is another powerful enemy coming, such a strong murderous aura."

Little Phoenix didn't take it seriously. After taking a glance, he stopped paying attention. He glanced at Yang Xuan and said in surprise: "Weren't you still very old before? How come you have regained your vitality?"

Yang Xuan smiled and said: "My life span was almost exhausted, but in the end I regained my vitality after eating a magical fruit."

"Oh." Little Phoenix suddenly realized.

Wow~~~

From above, Xiao Chen put one hand in his pocket, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and fell down. He glanced coldly at the thatched house behind Yang Xuan, frowned slightly, and said, "Where's Wei'er?"

Weier?

Yang Xuan was startled. For some reason, he suddenly felt that these two words were familiar from the bottom of his heart. They sounded very friendly. He thought hard for a while, but he still couldn't remember that he had heard this name before. He couldn't help but ask: "Wei"

Who is your son?"

Xiao Chen's always indifferent expression showed a look of astonishment for the first time. Anyone who is familiar with Yang Xuan would rather believe that the earth will explode than believe that Yang Xuan will forget Wei'er.

But……

The confused look in Yang Xuan's eyes didn't look like he was lying.

Xiao Chen frowned, stared at him and said, "You really don't remember?"

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and said: "I have never heard of this name, how can I remember it?"

Xiao Chen began to think deeply. After a while, he seemed to have thought of something. His pupils shrank and he said in silence: "Dream back"

It was the first time Yang Xuan saw him lose his composure, and he couldn't help but be surprised and asked: "What dream comeback?"

Xiao Chen's expression was uncertain, "Weier is the noblest twelve-winged angel god among the angel tribe. He can sacrifice his life and cast the ancient magic of 'Dream Return'. This is a magic that surpasses the magic of heaven. Only in the ancient world

She must have used this magical power to save Yang Xuan..."

Thinking of this, without saying a word, he moved and flew towards a mountain peak. Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something and turned to Yang Xuan and said: "Qin Hong is here to kill me. I came here to tell you that this battle

Only you can take it."

Yang Xuan's expression became solemn, he nodded and said: "Don't worry."

"Qin Hong..." A cold light flashed across Yang Xuan's eyes.

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed and he suddenly asked: "Do you know why you hate Xiao Chen so much?"

"Of course I remember" Yang Xuan said without thinking: "At the beginning of the end of the world, he killed Mo'er, of course I hate him."

Xiao Chen sighed slightly, "The ancient art of dreaming back is really terrible. Not only does it cost this person his life, but it also changes everything he left behind in this world, and changes all his memories."

He knew that Mo'er was just a fictional character in Yang Xuan's memory because he didn't want history to be revised. Otherwise, if Wei'er disappeared from Yang Xuan's memory, then his hatred for Qin Hong would naturally disappear. This would change the situation.

history.

"If I didn't have the Heaven-Suppressing Divine Monument, I would probably forget her existence..." Xiao Chen sighed slightly, turned around and walked away.

Yang Xuan's figure moved and flew to the sky. He raised his eyes and saw a shadow rushing towards him from a hundred miles away. It was as fierce as breaking a bamboo.

There was a coldness in Yang Xuan's eyes. He raised his hand and clapped it. After a moment, the void in front of him turned into a black hole, roaring. There was a powerful attraction inside, and endless starlight emerged from the deepest part.

Little by little, they gathered into a sea and roared out.

Heavenly Art: Meteor

Viewed from a distance, the black hole was like a mirror stretched across the sky, tens of thousands of feet high, with bright starlight rising from it, and countless meteorites measuring dozens of feet in size rushed out from it, heading towards Qin Hong in the distance.

At this moment, everyone in Yuxuan Pavilion was alarmed. They were all shocked and trembling with fear as they looked at the huge black hole.

Ye Feng and others flew out from their respective peaks and came to Yang Xuan.

"What's wrong?"

"Look, it's that guy Qin Hong"

"That's great. He actually came to my door automatically and can avenge Mo'er."

In the memories of Ye Feng and others, Mo'er was a girl whom they met at the beginning of the apocalypse and became partners, but was later killed by Qin Hong. Therefore, they and Qin Hong were at odds with each other.

Rumble~~~

Meteorites roared all over the sky, the wind roared and thundered, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Qin Hong was dressed in white clothes, with cold eyes. He raised his hand, and a black light rushed out, turning into a ferocious beast head, roaring and rushing towards the meteorites in the sky.

Roar

The beast's head opened its mouth wide and let out a roar. A black halo of light shot out from its mouth. Any meteorites that encountered the black halo of light were turned into powder, as if they were weathered, and dissipated without any collision sound.

"Death"

Qin Hong sneered, followed the black beast head, took one step forward, and suddenly arrived above Longchen Mountain. He looked at Yang Xuan, his eyes flashed fiercely, and whispered: "Hand over Wei'er."

Weier...

Yang Xuan heard the name again, but when he heard it from Qin Hong's mouth, the feeling was completely different... It was as if there was a sad and beautiful figure in the hazy place...

Yang Xuan's eyebrows hurt, and he woke up. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and he suddenly felt a deep sense of loss in his heart. It seemed that he had lost something very precious, but he couldn't remember what it was...

Weier

Weier

Yang Xuan muttered the name silently in his heart, and an extremely vague figure appeared in the depths of his mind. Yang Xuan tried hard to see clearly, but he was always separated by a layer of fog.

"go to hell"

Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted his thoughts. Qin Hong's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his hands were filled with black energy. He punched out, and the entire void was corroded and turned into a black air pillar. The power of his fist was overwhelming.

Blast towards Yang Xuan

Yang Xuan's eyes turned cold, and with a flick of his finger, a fiery red light shot out. Wherever it passed, the void automatically burned up and turned into a avenue of flames. In the light of the electric light, it hit the black fist.

boom

The black fist power keeps destroying, the fiery red light keeps burning

The two artistic conceptions rub together and eventually cancel each other out.

Yang Xuan was surprised. He inherited the burning rules from the white-robed old man. In addition, he had now reached the holy realm and was more proficient in using the power of the rules. He didn't actually gain the upper hand in this attack?

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