Fantasia: The Beginning Of The Congenital Sacramental Body

Yan Rongrong didn't talk too much nonsense, she came down lightly in Tsing Yi.

Taking root on the earth, it seems to be integrated with the entire Tianyun Mountain.

She didn't say anything, just stared at him with calm eyes, as if looking at a strange and irrelevant person.

Yun Ziyang suddenly felt a sting somewhere.

If Yan Rongrong stared at him with resentful eyes, or spoke in a tone that wished to make him cramp, he might still be relieved and proud, but this kind of indifferent gaze made him feel like a punch was punched in the air, and a thump in his chest stuffy.

"The little sparrow back then is now arrogant after breaking free from the cage? The holy body is a waste body, I will not take that back. You can't escape my sight with the power of the treasure."

Yun Ziyang said coldly.

Yan Rongrong stared at him, and suddenly smiled, a beautiful smile, even Yun Ziyang had to admit it.

"Are you afraid?"

she said.

"Afraid? I have dominated the younger generation of Yunlan Ancient Star for so many years, and I have never been afraid of anyone."

Yun Ziyang said coldly.

It's just that, in Yan Rongrong's view, it was quite a bit of encouragement for herself, and she was stern and soft-hearted.

"Not only stupid but also narrow-minded, Yun Ziyang, you have never seen a high mountain, so the pattern is like this."

Yan Rongrong completely lost the last bit of interest, the voice fell to 647, and the Wushang Sword Art was controlled by the Dou Zhan Shengfa and chopped out.

As the sword light passed, the mountain was torn apart and the ground sank.

Yun Ziyang's face turned red just because of Yan Rongrong's words, and at this moment, facing the sword full of tragedy, his face suddenly turned pale.

"This is not the power of a treasure, you have already connected the broken circuit!"

She yelled in disbelief, a jade plate slowly rose from his divine court, like a full moon, shining brightly.

This is a semi-holy weapon he obtained from a relic, and he has always regarded it as a treasure and a hole card, but this time he directly used it.

The cold moonlight formed a chicken-like light group to shelter him, and the light of the sword did not destroy this layer of defense for a while.

Yun Ziyang put down his raised heart immediately, and said with a sneer, "Even if the disconnection is continued? You will not be my opponent either!"

After all, his divine mind was slashing towards Yan Rongrong with a green Dao sword.

He didn't try to fight in close quarters. He had a marriage contract with Yan Rongrong back then, so he certainly knew how perverted the Forbidden Eucharist was. (bfda) Now it will only be more terrifying if it continues with a broken path, but the divine sense is not necessarily so tyrannical.

His response was perfect.

However, Yan Rongrong's expression remained unchanged. She had experienced too much in the three years of death pass. Countless trials of life and death had already made her mind firm as a rock and would not be shaken by mere difficulties.

She bravely faced the risk of the divine court being breached, and evolved the sword art again.

A complete abandonment attack!

The true meaning of burning jade and stone together has been tragic many times, and the sword light that shattered everything turned into a gray light and shadow and slashed out.

puff!

Time and space seemed to freeze.

Yun Ziyang's dao sword slowly dissipated in the void, while he looked at his chest in disbelief.

The clear light of the half-sacred moon disk has been wiped out, and the central part of his chest has been completely transparent, and the internal organs have disappeared without a trace.

"How can it be......."

He said unwillingly, and fell to the ground with a bang, until he died, he didn't even want to understand how he died.

"Ahem!"

Yan Rongrong coughed, and she almost burned herself with the sword strike just now. She slashed out with the mentality of success or benevolence, but unexpectedly touched a new realm.

This is just a microcosm of the battlefield.

"Please protect the Misty Cloud Sect!"

There was a loud shout from the direction of the top of the mountain, with a tragic air.

The disciples of Misty Cloud Sect gathered together and bowed in the direction of the back mountain.

boom!

Amidst the monstrous golden light, a golden object flew out of it.

It was a small piece of source quality, and inside it was a dry, skinny existence sitting cross-legged quietly. He was about to rot, and even half of his body would be transformed into a Tao, his eyebrows and eyes drooped, and his hair fell out, like It's a deformed monster.

At this time, the source quality has cracked a gap, and the vast holy power is diffused.

"It is said that the third generation suzerain of the Misty Cloud Sect didn't expect me to meet each other by fate because of a fork in the road. However, you who have lost your source quality may not even be able to hold on to a stick of incense, right?"

Yan Shu sighed and stepped into the void step by step.

"Needless to say, I know you want to delay time, let's fight, junior!"

A voice of vicissitudes and exhaustion came from the source quality, and the next moment, the two figures turned into divine light and entangled together, rushing into the cloud.

There are mighty fluctuations scattered in the sky.

puff!

There was red holy blood sprinkled down, and soon, the fluctuation disappeared. Yan Shu's face was pale, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and the part of his right chest burst open, dripping with blood, and he was seriously injured.

"Old ancestor!"

Yan Rongrong exclaimed.

It doesn't have to be like this, it seems that a big force like ours naturally has a 'foundation', the old man was already prepared when he came, and it is no pity to get that old monster to die with a little injury. "

Yan Shu smiled at her and said calmly.

"It's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in the next battle."

He vomited another mouthful of blood, sighed, and sat cross-legged directly on the mountain path.

"kill!"

The sound of shouting and killing was still loud.

You can see one after another old figures flying down, like flying into the fire, blocking the commander of the building dragon guard who is catching up with the mountain.

However, this only slowed down the progress, and the situation was still tilting towards the collapsed side.

"Old Sovereign!"

The mournful cries and wailing on the top of the mountain.

At this time, Yan Chi, who was walking up the mountain from another path, also met his opponent.

A flood dragon with withered flesh and blood came out of the mountain and blocked his way.

"It is said that the first suzerain of the Misty Cloud Sect also had the status of Master Tianlong and had an old dragon, but he did not expect that he had already passed away, but the original dragon survived.

Yan Chi looked at it for a moment, then smiled.

This is a holy dragon, its strength should not be underestimated, but it is also close to decay. .