Ancient True Dragon Art

"boom"

The thunder and lightning all over the sky, like a sea of ​​thunder, rolled.

In the space of several thousand meters, everyone was ravaged by this thunder sea.

Terrible and powerful thunder and lightning, tearing everything apart, wherever it goes, it smashes everything into powder.

"Huhuhu"

Under the terrible energy, the blue light flew away.

How clearly Sikong Jiuzhi saw that just now, the lightning above the void suddenly expanded, not only in the scope, but also in the power at least ten times!

Ten times, what a terrible number this is.

Napo was unable to imagine even the Nine Fingers of Sikong, how could the power of Qin Feng's thunder and lightning suddenly grow stronger.

Suddenly, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the sea of ​​thunder and lightning did not give him a chance to react, and it launched a massive bombardment instantly.

One bombing, two bombings...

Several bombardments may not hurt the roots of the Sikong Nine Fingers, but they couldn't stand above the void. The terrifying bombardments of the sea of ​​thunder and lightning directly suppressed the life of the Sikong Nine Fingers.

"wild!"

Qin Feng's eyes stretched slightly.

Looking at the pits and pits on the ground, the unfathomable pits, all his faces were shocked.

The reality of all this is too illusory.

"Your bloodline...what is it? Are you really human?"

Looking at the blasting gesture on the ground, even the faces of the Jiuyou Yanque showed an unbelievable look. Among the pair of fiery red monster pupils, there was only shock except shock.

The look in Qin Feng's eyes for the first time began to reveal a light that looked like a monster.

"I... am a human being?"

Even Qin Feng became a little uncertain.

If the golden glow, like a drop of water, is really blood, where did his blood come from? Moreover, he just gathered this golden light into his thunder and lightning control a little bit, but he has already exerted such a terrible effect.

This power has suddenly increased tenfold.

"Try the Battle of Wind again..."

If the power of thunder and lightning is effective, then the battle mark of the wind should also be blessed.

"Huh"

Thinking of this, Qin Feng couldn't wait to open his palm, and in the palm of his palm, waves of wind and thunder blades quickly began to fill up and appear.

"Om"

Within the body, the drop-shaped golden glow circulates quickly, walking up and down in the rune of the battle mark of the wind incomparably mischievous.

A kind of wonderful induction is generated instantly.

In an instant, Biaofeng Thunder Blade in Qin Feng's hand suddenly uttered a soft chant of joy, as clear as the sound of a bird.

"Cough cough cough..."

At this time Sikong Jiuzhi was slowly crawling out of the ground.

All the expressions on his face were shocked. At this time, his robe was shattered, his whole body was embarrassed to the extreme, and even blood was overflowing from his mouth.

His strength has indeed reached the level of an imperial disciple, but it does not mean that he is an immortal god.

Just now, the power of thunder and lightning had been overwhelmed and killed, and he had only resisted a dozen times, but the power of lightning had reached hundreds of times.

At this level, no matter how powerful his strength is, there is no way to resist it. This is also his tyrannical cultivation base. If he changed to an ordinary person, he would have been bombarded and turned into a scum.