Thousandth 214 chapters purple thunder fairy
One thousand two hundred and thirteen chapters
Snow fell and purple shirts fluttered.
The electric light blooming on Ye Ziling’s body revealed a strange chill, and she stood in the void as if stepping on a purple ice thunder lotus.
Bang!
The flying snowflakes fought against the king’s coercion erupting from Chu Tianhao’s body, bursting into the void, and suddenly there was lightning and flames. Ten Qingluan roaming Qingluan, like ten shimmering swords, filled with astonishing and sharp power.
They turned into thunderous lightning, up and down, rushing.
Chu Tianhao’s complexion looked quite ugly, his aura was being constantly suppressed, and the king’s coercion was still unable to burst out.
When a king can only be trapped in a cage, his so-called king’s power is almost abolished.
When Ye Ziling’s sword intent to reach the sky bloomed, it turned into a ray of light, pulled the sword out of its sheath, and rushed towards the opponent first.
Qiang Qiang!
On the Cangxuan battle stage, the two figures fought together in an instant, each bursting out of strength close to its limit.
There was no mercy at the first shot, and the violent star power filled this space. All kinds of visions explode wildly, thunder light, flame, ice, snowflakes, sword light, etc.
Chu Tianhao, who originally wanted to keep his hole cards, was forced to dance with all his strength when he shot.
The entire Cangxuan Square was silent, and no one spoke.
I have to say that the match between these two men is the most exciting matchup today. The match between Bi Linyun and Zhang He yesterday was not much different, or even worse.
After all, Lin Yun only used less than 50% of his strength in the match yesterday.
“This…is the master sister so strong?”
A look of surprise appeared in Feng Zhang’s eyes, and he said in shock.
“Why are those Qingluan different from ours?”
Liu Qingyan said very puzzled.
The same is the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, but the Qingluan sacrificed by Ye Ziling is each wearing a thunder and lightning armor. The ten Qingluan surrounded them, forming an extremely majestic Thunder sword power, and it was that Chu Tianhao cultivated the Xuanwang Jue to the twelfth level without any advantage.
This woman has improved again!
Lin Yun squinted his eyes slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, feeling that the Xue Yaohua bloodline of the other party was awakened again.
But it seems that there is still a huge potential, and the power of this bloodline is completely passively awakened. Lin Yun guessed in his mind that Ye Ziling’s family might be the ancient family of the Eastern Wilderness, and it was related to her mother.
Because he can be sure that the old man taught by Palm Floating Cloud has absolutely no Xue Yaohua bloodline.
The Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords seems to have also reached the Transformation Realm, which is not the same as my understanding… She is walking on the line of the king’s road.
Under the clouds are all ants!
Lin Yun praised in his heart, Ye Ziling realized it really quickly, and it didn’t take long for him to hand over the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords to her.
It’s a pity that the Floating Cloud Sword Art cannot be passed on to her at the same time.
Lin Yun muttered to himself softly and muttered a few words.
The Floating Cloud Sword Art is on the top of the Sacred Sword Mountain and can only be practiced by watching the stele. Even if Lin Yun has already cultivated the sword art, he cannot pass it on to outsiders.
The thunder and flames rioted on the battle platform, forming countless kinds of monsters, evolving the vision of a group of demons dancing.
The area where Chu Tianhao is located is like a thundering purgatory, with flames blazing into the sky, and a brutal force.
His face was gloomy to the extreme, the stars in his body surged, his eyes swept, and the moment he locked Ye Ziling in the vast snow, he shot it out.
boom!
The tip of the gun was cold, and his whole body surged to gain the power of the king, condensing into a ferocious and violent wolf king. Behind the wolf king, there are countless packs of wolves, with this gun rolling away like a thousand horses, wrapped in endless coercion.
“Swallowing clouds and transforming dragons!”
Ye Ziling turned around, bathed in the electric light in the boundless sea of clouds, and turned into a cloud dragon behind him.
Bang!
The spear light that contained the coercion of the endless king slammed into Jianguang.
The moment the two collided, the stars surging in Chu Tianhao’s body poured into the spear like a river. There was only a loud noise, the Yunlong appeared cracks, and then a terrifying hole was torn out, which immediately collapsed like petals.
good chance!
Chu Tianhao’s eyes lit up, took advantage of the momentum, and shot down again towards the opponent.
Click!
The void was shattered by this gun like a mountain. Seeing that the gun was about to be killed when it was condescending, Ye Ziling didn’t become surprised, his hands condensed handprints, and he whispered: “Shenguang Thunder Shadow Art!”
Her tall body fell among the broken snowflakes, like a piece of paper inlaid in it.
It seems to be as soft as snow, but the purple snow flowers are all condensed with the extremely strong power of thunder and the lingering sword intent.
When she completely fell in, the entire figure immediately disappeared in the vast snow. Chu Tianhao shot it down, and his eyes immediately searched.
People?
As far as he could see, there was a vast expanse, and he could only vaguely see a white shadow like a chaotic string of electric lights.
Snowflakes overlapped and overlapped, like a picture scroll, a more complicated picture scroll would appear immediately after shredding.
Not only did Chu Tianhao fail to find Ye Ziling, but instead trapped himself completely in this weird vision.
His face suddenly became gloomy as never before, and he unreservedly released the Twelve Rehanging King Jue, like a beast ramming in the heavy snow.
Click!
Countless snowflakes shattered, and the sky shook loudly, hurriedly.
Relying on the unpredictable Xuanwang Jue, Chu Tianhao was chasing the white shadow in the vast snow.
“found it!”
Chu Tianhao’s wrist shook fiercely, and the blade of the gun fell from the sky like a waterfall, crushing all the snowflakes, and then hit the white shadow.
Click!
The horrific killer move with great force was extremely horrifying, but this shadow was broken like a glass plate.
“fake?”
Chu Tianhao’s face changed slightly, and after a glimpse, he saw a piece of wind and snow. Ye Ziling’s green silk is like a waterfall, wearing a purple skirt, standing tall. With her white jade hands like snow, she held a sharp sword with cold light, and the blade was surrounded by dazzling electric lights and purple awns.
There is starlight falling with snowflakes, and after a while, the sky full of stars and snowflakes set off each other, forming an unprecedented spectacle.
At this moment, her frosty and glamorous face showed unprecedented charm.
The eleventh sword, blue sky and stars!
Ye Ziling’s body flickered, bathed in the light of stars and snow, and pierced with a sword.
Puff!
The sword light said that the stars were blooming, and Chu Tianhao tried his best to resist, still vomiting blood and flying by the sword.
Chu Tianhao was injured!
Everyone in the Cangxuan Mansion saw this scene, and they all sucked in cold air. Could the Floating Cloud Sword Sect really crush the Palace of the Suspended King by five to zero?
“Ye Ziling, you are looking for death!”
Chu Tianhao roared under the severe pain, and his voice fell.
There are lines of rust stained lines slowly unfolding behind him, rumbling, those lines are formed by pouring blood and flames. At a glance, the twinkling lines are like a picture scroll, but if you look closely, it is clearly an extremely long ancient character.
It was a king character, but this character was made up of a sea of blood from a mountain of dead bodies, revealing a very strange death and evil spirit.
“Ancient Seal of the Hanging King!”
A terrifying blood burst out of Chu Tianhao’s body. At this moment, he was like an evil king coming out of purgatory.
A burst of weird laughter came from his mouth, and the character king behind finally took shape. Below the king was a sea of blood, with thousands of bones floating in it.
After being pushed back, he swept out with a single shot.
boom!
The ancient king character blessing was poured into the gun body, and it evolved into a white skeleton palm. The skeleton palm reached hundreds of feet, and directly grabbed it against the endless wind and snow and the Qingluan Holy Spirit.
Click! Click!
In an instant, there were several Qingluan, wailing extremely sternly, and they were directly torn apart by this white bone palm.
“not good!”
The faces of Jiang Lichen, Liu Qingyan and others were mutinous, and they stood up directly from the fright of this scene.
Chu Tianhao looked terrifying, and if he was crazy, he didn’t have the slightest room for maneuver when he shot like this.
This was the last card he launched the hell mode, and he was forced to sacrifice it in advance. Even if he won Ye Ziling, he couldn’t continue the hell mode.
Hell mode is a life of nine deaths, his hand hanging the ancient seal of the king, winning is a unique opportunity.
But at the moment the biggest cards are exposed, how can there be a chance in the hell mode.
“This woman is really disgusting!”
Chu Tianhao gritted his teeth angrily, even if the Palace of Xuanwang was about to lose, he was determined to abolish this bitch.
But in the face of this terrifying momentum, Ye Ziling’s expression still didn’t change much. The snow flower in her eyes burned completely, and the electric light wrapped around her body, under her slender and tall white legs, condensed into a jade-like purple ice thunder lotus, like a fairy born in a purple thunder.
Qianqianyu|Foot, fascinating.
Xue Yaohua bloomed in this lonely cold light, amidst Qingluan’s wailing and roaring, dazzling beauty, and the sword in her hand was raised to meet the brilliant glory.
The twelfth sword, Qingshan outside the cloud!
The boundless sea of clouds spread out behind her. Unlike Lin Yun, the sea of clouds behind her was still mixed with many purple electric lights.
When one of its swords pierced out, the sky full of clouds and boundless snowflakes, evolving into a majestic vortex at the tip of the sword.
In the whirlpool, the sea of clouds billowed, and the electric light raged, swallowing all light.
boom!
The world loses its light for a short time, and it is dark, waiting for the light to reappear. Chu Tianhao’s giant skeleton hand condensed by the ancient seal of the hanging king was shattered by the whirlpool layer by layer, and it kept bursting open.
“How can this be?”
Chu Tianhao opened his mouth wide and exclaimed in exclamation. He couldn’t believe that Ye Ziling could even break the ancient seal of the King Xuan.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply, and he said in a deep voice, “Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, you didn’t climb the Holy Sword Peak, how could you cultivate to the last three swords!”
“Nothing to do with you!”
Ye Ziling looked cold and arrogant, and the sword power of Qingshan outside the cloud swept out, crushing all the bones, and at the same time, lightning bombarded Chu Tianhao’s chest.
In the loud noise, Chu Tianhao’s bones shattered and he was hit directly on the ground by this sword.
Bang!
On the Cangxuan battle platform, a herringbone-shaped deep pit appeared in an instant, and Chu Tianhao was directly buried in it.
The people of Cangxuan Palace checked, Chu Tianhao, who was buried deep in it, fainted unconsciously, and there were only a few breaths left when he was not dead.
“Floating Cloud Sword Sect, Ye Ziling Sheng!”
Between the world and the earth, there was silence everywhere, and everyone’s eyes fell on Ye Ziling.
Five to zero!
Ye Ziling, who defeated Chu Tianhao strongly, caused Floating Cloud Sword Sect to severely humiliate the Palace of the Xuanwang in front of everyone in the Cangxuan Palace with an unprecedented score.
Ten years of evil spirits disappeared all at once.
[Three in the morning, chapter two arrives. I’m a little sorry, but I forgot to tell everyone that I will come to see you after 12 o’clock in the morning. I usually say there is still at the end of the chapter, no matter how late it is, I will definitely finish it. Reading sensibly and rejecting verbal abuse, many times I am not as strong as you think. Because it is the author, there is no way to say any grievances, and it is useless to say it. If you update it slowly, you should scold or scold, you can only grit your teeth and support yourself. Because I can’t hold it… there is no one behind me. Keep going, I hope I can accompany you all the time and write what I think. 】