Psychics don't die from gunfire

The attack performed by the [True Glory] Dharmadhatu was extremely fierce. The atmospheric circulations that could cut through gold and jade were burned through without even a little resistance.

Looking up, the vast sea of ​​clouds formed by the accumulation of fire clouds set off waves of hundreds of meters, shattering the strong wind. In the extremely violent energy collision, the atmosphere was sintered into plasma jets, which violently burst in all directions.

Even though the center of the collision was located at an altitude of 10,000 meters, such a terrifying group of plasma jets still made Kang Ben's gorgeous neon blueprint flicker. A large number of electronic equipment gradually became overwhelmed, emitting sporadic arcs and flames. The pointers of the high-voltage circuit relays kept trembling and soared towards the overload threshold.

Then, white rainbow lights streaked across the sky, juxtaposed like water satin, forming a huge curtain that enveloped Kang Ben three thousand meters above. These rainbow lights were insubstantial, and seemed to be able to be touched and penetrated by raising one's hand, but they withstood the plasma jet that violently sprayed towards Kang Ben, leaving only a fierce ripple.

The female guardian standing on the mechanical dragon arrived in time.

So.

After another brief collision, the masters of the wind and the sea of ​​fire stopped their offensive and began to rise again!

The Dharma image cast by the flames was like the ancient immortals and Buddhas of Donglu, riding the clouds and rushing straight to the higher sky, with great power, reaching the stratosphere tens of thousands of meters above the ground.

But at this moment, even with the blessing of [Sprinting to the Sky], it was Otoro who reached this height first.

The endless wind protected the man, turning into a line of blue marks that spanned the sky and the earth, and arrived at the stratosphere before the sad explosion of the atmosphere.

In terms of high-speed maneuverability, even Song Shi is not as good as the other party. A fourth-ring [Dayuan] who walks "wind" is almost a moving storm. Even if he does nothing, just calling for the strong wind to wrap himself up and then dive into the earth, he can easily crush a city.

If it is a high-altitude battle, even the most advanced new-generation fighter jets are just troublesome toys in front of him.

Otoro lowered his eyes.

The atmosphere in the stratosphere has become much thinner, and there are no clouds - or rather, even the clouds are at the feet of the psychic at this moment.

Clouds are often found in the troposphere below the stratosphere. Those magnificent seas of clouds that countless people once thought were out of reach, carrying the Asgard Temple, and only gods could touch them, at this time, they could not even touch the man's feet.

Then, the sight pierced through the sea of ​​clouds.

Black, white and silver blocks stood on the ground. This was the shining Kang Ben.

As one of the current seven guardians, Otoro's jurisdiction is naturally not limited to Kangben, but after Wallis led the economic development zone here, he put a lot of effort here and visited from time to time. He knew every corner of this city by heart.

This is what the wind flowing through the city told him.

Finally, the drooping eyelids were raised again.

Otoro held the long sword at an angle.

Without speaking, the wind replaced the words.

In the spiritual power inheritance system of Donglu, there has always been a saying of "gang qi". There are many kinds of gang qi, and their properties are also different. And now, Otoro surprisingly also has similar spiritual skills.

As the long sword slashed obliquely, the rushing wind quickly gathered, compressed repeatedly, and condensed into a bunch of "airflow arrows" with white light. Each beam of arrows is more than ten meters long and rotates wildly. Each one is enough to easily crush steel.

At this moment, the number of airflow arrows scattered across the sky is more than hundreds and thousands.

The "hardness" of [Wild Land Wind] and the "sharpness" of [Splitting Edge Qi].

This attack can grind down even mountains!

"Oh, I noticed it——"

Song Shi praised with joy, as if he didn't see the rain of sharp arrows in front of him.

It can be seen that after the fight, the surface of Song Shi's Dharma image was almost uninjured.

However, many striking burn marks appeared on Ottoro's body-the attack frequency of both sides has reached a level that ordinary people can't imagine. It is said that every time they fight, in fact, this "every time" contains hundreds of speeding collisions.

Such a terrifying attack frequency, coupled with the destructive power dominated by [Bad Tribulation], penetrated the wind barrier and brought Ottoro this injury that cannot be ignored.

Hearing this, Ottoro still did not answer. He just kept silent, while maintaining the "airflow arrows" ready to go at any time, while controlling the outer winds, forming a storm encirclement with both sides as the center, restricting the other side from evading.

In front of this frontal cyclone that stirred up dozens of miles, Song Shi's [Zhenhuang] Dharma image, this 40-meter-high giant statue of light and flame, also seemed extremely small.

Like a lone boat in the waves, it could capsize at any time.

"——One of the strengths of [Zhenhuang] is momentum."

Song Shi raised his hand, and the eyes that opened [Liuliguan] were like fire and glass, extremely magnificent.

"Since it has the word 'Huang', it is naturally impossible to have only a bare statue standing there."

Song Shi's tone was so relaxed, as if he was not fighting hard, but having a picnic. He casually touched a handful of fire: "These seas of fire are not just my field, but essentially they are also brought by the [Zhenhuang] Dharma image. Um, dojo? Of course, I don't object to your shouting for pomp."

Otoro did everything.

In the bursting sound of the wind, he looked at Song Shi quietly.

"To some extent, this sea of ​​fire is also part of the Dharma. You know that you are definitely not my opponent in a battle of attrition, so all the previous attacks were directed at me." Song Shi slapped Chong Shi, and his mood was undisguisedly high: "But as long as your attack is not very strong, the damage will be shared by this dojo, and it won't have much effect."

"What you are about to do now is to abandon the original tactics and instead launch a large-scale attack, including the Dharma and the dojo - a very simple and unpretentious, but the most stable and effective way of fighting."

Otolo nodded.

Swing the sword.

The blue sky suddenly turned white at this moment, which was the color of [Splitting Edge Qi].

Even the explosion did not sound, the psychic wind that was much faster than the sound, tens of thousands of air flow arrows, cut through the sky, and shot towards the giant in front with the force of thunder.

Song Shi was not afraid at all, but laughed wildly.

A streak of red gold suddenly lit up in the sky that was filled with cold white light and violent winds.

That was the color of heavy killing.

-- At this moment, the heavy killing was more dazzling and brilliant than any other moment before.

It was like a meteorite falling into the atmosphere, the terrifying friction caused the outer shell to ignite on its own, emitting an increasingly intense red light.

From the moment [Heavenly Sun] was hanging high, it had been continuously "heating up" Song Shiling's energy, and now it could no longer suppress the clues.

So, under the gaze of many people, a ball of blazing light suddenly bloomed, and after expanding to the limit and releasing the torrent of light, it gradually dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the sky -

violent wind.

No, it should be said that the eye of the hurricane that raged for dozens of miles.

was cut open.