"I advised Lei Gong to shake off his feet, where will the ghosts and monsters go!"

Thundersnakes danced wildly in the sky, following the amazing man holding a gun in his hand, as if raining, swearing to slash the earth under the man's feet.

Jun Mo's killer move is similar to the Kongming Illusion Sword Formation of Lingyue in Jiange. Both of them take a path of falling from the sky, and the intention is obvious. However, this move uses the magical power of the gun to control the divine thunder to cover the entire salt wood arena, leaving no gap. Apart from resisting, there is no second way.

Chang Xi's face, covered by the divine thunder, did not change his color, and Chang Xi shouted lightly: "Qingshuang."

The deep blue and clear blue frost sword flew out from its sleeves. The moment the Qingshuang sword appeared, the entire peacock river channel under the salt wood arena became like a big river in an instant. The river water, which is already full of water and spiritual power, was absorbed by Qingshuang, and the strands visible to the naked eye gathered into a wave of spiritual power that cannot be underestimated.

Then a piece of apricot blossom branch fell on Chang Xi's palm, and the buds that were about to bloom on the apricot blossom branch bloomed into a different beauty with the style of the desert.

The woman wrapped in white silk on the dome pavilion of the Great Wilderness Palace suddenly narrowed her eyes. Jun Mo saw the green branches shining brightly in Tianyong City. The corners of his eyes hopped, and the gun fell down three times more.

Chang Xi took advantage of the situation and borrowed the powerful water spiritual power from Qingshuang, and poured it into the apricot blossom branches. With the characteristics of the five elements of water-generating wood, the apricot blossoms blooming on the apricot blossom branches became increasingly incomparable, and a faint fragrance of apricot blossoms floated on the entire salt wood ring.

Chang Xi raised the apricot blossom branches and waved towards the thunder that was wandering around the sky.

"Apricot blossom ballad!"

Chang Xi had a sword slashed the world and swung thousands of apricot blossoms, not illusory, but real apricot blossom petals left the branches. The waves of the beautiful and soft apricot blossom petals surged with endless wood-turned spiritual power. It seemed weak on the outside, but with the blessing of the sword energy of life and death, it was tough and sharp that outsiders could imagine.

The petals of apricot blossoms hit ten thousand thunder.

A piece of apricot flower petals surrounded by sword energy stopped the momentum in the thunder that was as thick as a child's arm. The edges of the petals withered and rolled upside down in the white and turned into ashes in the thunder. However, the petals following behind continued to surpass the number of petals, which were much better than the thunder. At this moment, a wonder that had never been seen before appeared on the salt wood ring: the ocean of thunder from top to bottom and the wave of apricot flower from bottom to top were stuck in the air, and it was hard to tell the difference.

The disciples of the Great Wilderness Palace who were watching looked at the ridiculous scene in front of them, and the sound of gasping air conditioning came one after another in the crowd. They could not understand how the petal, which obviously seemed to be unable to withstand the heavy pressure, could withstand the thunder.

Chang Xi and Jun Mo fought again in the sea of ​​thunder flowers. Xu Yuan heard the sound of guns and swords fighting. Every time the sound of gold and iron sounded, it would crush the thunder and petals beside them, tearing out a vacuum area. Jun Mo, who had already fought until his blood was boiling, pulled off half of his shoulder light armor, twisted a few petals of apricot blossoms and threw them into his mouth to chew. He felt really depressed. There were many guns in the Great Wilderness of Cangzhou, and there were no sword-practicing people who practiced swords. Jun Mo knew from the classics that there were extremely rare spiritual roots such as the sword spirit root. He was so frustrated that he was full of thoughts that he had never had before.

Why haven’t I heard of the spirit root of the gun in this world?

Jun Mo originally replaced the thunder spirit root in order to get back the disadvantage in front of the fire-attributed Red Shadow Sword. At this moment, the cunning Chang Xi replaced the red shadow with the apricot blossom branch. The wood-attributed spiritual power of the thousand-year-old apricot blossom branch was extremely powerful and the Qingmei wine wandering around the thunder arc could not get any benefits at all. This is the disadvantage of the double spiritual roots. Although it can indeed output two completely different attributes at the same time, it is naturally not as pure as the single-attributed spiritual roots. Although it can take into account both ends under the doctrine of the mean, it is a dream to defeat Chang Xi.

Yu Che, who was watching the wall, shook his head, "No matter how much you pay attention, in the end, he will still underestimate this new star in Qingyun Mountain. Although it is only the first realm of the Nascent Soul, he already has the courage and strength that even though millions of people will go."

Yu Mei, who is not in conflict with the world, has a calm mind. She leans against the pavilion and looks at the figure of her husband fighting on the ring, and covers her mouth and smiles: "If you lose, you can lose. Losing to Qingyun Mountain is not a shame. As long as you don't lose to Wanmo and others, even if you are as powerful as your mother, didn't you admire Uncle Qinglan's sword power back then?"

Yu Che bent his fingers and said angrily: "Stop hearing about it."

Yu Mei ohed and spread her tongue, no longer having fun with her thin-skinned mother.

Looking at the two people staggering between the arenas, Yu Che was silent for a while, his red lips moved slightly, and then he stretched out his green jade fingers and gently tapped them up. He saw that the peacock river channel far from the salt wood ring suddenly roared like thunder, and a magnificent dot-stop platform rose as everyone's gaze.

Yu Che put down his finger and said to his daughter beside him: "Why are you standing there? Go?"

Yu Mei, who knew her mother's intention, said dumbfoundedly: "Mom, Jun Mo didn't even let Chang Xi use the sword formation and formation. If I were to add me, wouldn't it be too... too..."

"Aren't you too slutty?" The Lord of the Great Wilderness Palace looked entertained.

"Um."

The female Gun Fairy, who was not under the command of Qingyun Mountain, spoke lightly, "Jun Mo still has an opponent in the Nascent Soul Realm. The newly rising juniors among the thousands of demons recently are the best proof. Good daughter, I can tell you with certainty that this is Chang Xi, who is only the first level of Nascent Soul Realm, has no opponent in the Nascent Soul Realm. Although he seems to be inseparable from Jun Mo now, he is just unwilling to take action."

Yu Mei was shocked, then gritted her teeth, and without saying a word, she jumped down the dome tower, outlining the figure of a woman's white silk and white silk, which was better than a celestial fairy in the air. Under the exclamation and gaze of all the disciples of the Great Wilderness Hall, she flew to the point and the stage.

Only Yu Che was left in the dome pavilion. The woman's eyes were slightly condensed and she said softly: "Chang Xi, let me see what kind of capital you have."

The woman with honorable identity went straight to the table, holding the drumstick in her bare hands, and beating the drums shook the sky.

The two men who broke the thunder and the sea of ​​flowers were about to part. Chang Xi frowned and looked at the rising general platform not far away. Yu Mei held a hammer and beat the Great Wilderness sling drum. The drum sounded majestic and passionate, as if thousands of troops were out of the pass to expedition. If you only heard the sound of Yue Han's sling drums, you would never guess that this was actually the Great Wilderness sling drums made of strange beast Kui Niu leather, and the surging wind blew up the white silk and white silk wrapped in the woman behind her, as if she was vaguely like a fairy.

Chang Xi murmured: "The Great Wilderness Fu..."

Jun Mo saw Yu Mei's solemn face when she rang the sermon drums, took a deep breath, and said apologies to Chang Xi in his hand and retreated quickly. The passionate fu of the Great Wilderness is a war song used to boost the morale of the army during the marching of the Great Wilderness Palace.

The Great Wilderness Fu rang in his ears, Jun Mo's blood gushed, and his spiritual power surged through his own limit. He urged the two spiritual roots of the golden thunder without reservation, and rolled up a roar of green plum wine from green to purple in his hand, and the wind and thunder were compressed again and again. In the end, the air around had even been drained, forming a vacuum area. Many disciples with low cultivation retreated back a long way to breathe.

The thousand-foot wind and thunder were gathered by Jun Mo on the tip of the green plum wine. Chang Xi's body was almost completely empty, and he could not hear the sound or feel the flow of the wind. To a large extent, the power of the sword skill was suppressed. Chang Xi saw Jun Mo having already accumulated momentum, and the tip of the scarlet spear contained unimaginable power and trembled rapidly.

A ferocious fiery red long bow fell on Chang Xi's palm.

The fire spirit of the bow body flowed, and the cave sword on the lotus platform in Chang Xi's dantian disappeared in an instant, and the next moment it appeared on the bowstring, bent the bow and the moon, and the evil lines that were as ferocious as living creatures once again crawled across Chang Xi's neck and cheeks. He didn't know that all the disciples of the Great Wilderness Palace felt depressed just by looking at his back and didn't dare to look again.

"Kunkill!"

Jun Mo, who had accumulated energy and climbed to the top floor, suddenly stopped his gun and stabbed him out with one shot.

Before the energy of the killing gun arrived, the intention of the gun arrived first. Chang Xi, who was still calm even with evil energy patterns, released the three fingers that twisted the strings. Jun Mo understood the two words that Chang Xi opened and closed his lips in the raging wind.

Monthly.

The spear tips collided with the sword tips, and a shocking "ding" sounded. The strong wind and thunder that swept across the entire salt wood arena seemed to hit a wall that was invisible and insurmountable. The thousand-year-old salt wood, which was claimed to be invincible, was scraped off layer after layer, which was terrible.

In Junmo's vision, the green plum wine that had returned from purple to green popped away his tight palm, and blood flowed from the tiger's mouth, and a black arrow in front of him covered his entire vision.

Chang Xi turned his head, and the Cave Sword connected to his mind staggered Jun Mo at the critical moment. The Cave Sword that could not stop went straight to the upper half of the Peacock River in the distance. After a loud bang, everyone only saw waves that were almost hundreds of feet high burst out from the distant river. After a closer look, the entire Peacock River in the upper half was actually evaporated by an arrow!

The sound of drum beats gradually weakened, and Jun Mo stood up with difficulty, walked towards the figure opposite him who seemed to have strength, and pulled the corner of his mouth with a wry smile.

"I lost."

Chang Xi stretched out his hand.
Chapter completed!