Chapter 319

"Boom!"

The sword light flies. Over Changliu mountain, Baizi painting and Chen Xiaoming turn into streamer and collide. The earth is falling apart and the earth is shaking.

Above the sky, energy shock waves spread around, scattering endless brilliance.

Luo Xi and others, who watched the battle below, couldn't bear it and retreated to the distance.

"Ding!"

Chen Xiaoming's spirit sword dances, making the sound of metal collision. The sound of the piano is as sharp as a knife.

"Can't drag on."

The consumption of spiritual power was too large. Chen Xiaoming frowned, but he waved a sword, connected his feet, and retreated towards the rear.

The power of spirit in the body gathers, and with the throw of the right hand, several streamers fly out in an instant.

"Whew, whew, whew, whew, whew..."

A total of six ten square artifacts flew around the Baizi painting in an instant and surrounded it.

"Relegated fairy umbrella, floating and sinking beads, tied to the sky chain............"

As soon as Bai Zi's painting expression changed, Chen Xiaoming's eyes became colder and colder.

"Sure enough, your goal is the power of the wilderness!"

"Too much nonsense!"

The Baizi painting has been killed, and Chen Xiaoming will no longer keep his hand. Ten square artifacts are used to directly block the heaven and earth above.

"Tie the sky chain!"

As soon as he pointed to the dead square and tied the chain, he saw countless iron locks flying out. In an instant, he blocked the void around the Baizi painting.

"Magic bell!"

Once again, a streamer enters the fantasy bell, and sound waves pass away, interrupting the streamer piano sound painted by Bai Zi.

"Floating dust beads."

The heaven and earth changed color in an instant. The original clear sky was ten thousand miles. In the twinkling of an eye, dark clouds shrouded it. In the dark clouds, faint lightning flashes, brewing the power of lightning.

In just a moment, the Baizi painting, which fell into the chain of heaven, was in danger.

One attack after another hit the tether chain. Although the tether chain kept shaking, it was still not broken.

"Hum, think of it and dream!"

With a cold drink, as soon as Chen Xiaoming pointed to the relegated fairy umbrella, he saw that the relegated fairy umbrella floated on the chain tied to the sky, and the umbrella opened and fell.

A faint layer of Huaguang shrouded the chain. The chain, which had been shaken, recovered its calm again for a while.

"Damn it!"

His heart is as strong as a white painting. At this time, he can't help scolding.

The death party tied the heaven chain, which originally represented the blockade. Now there is a relegation fairy umbrella that represents the guardian and the ultimate defense. It can't be broken at all.

"Boom......"

The Baizi painting was trapped, but the power of lightning above was condensed. The thunder snake swam away, and blue thunder light cleaved down in the blink of an eye.

Through the protection of heaven chain and relegated immortal umbrella, he hit Baizi painting.

Under the crisis, the magic power of Baizi painting broke out, the streamer in his hand danced and the sound of the piano vibrated, turning into layers of curtain to resist the attack of sky thunder.

When the sky thunder fell, Baizi painting tried to resist, but with strong magic power, it survived.

"Min Sheng sword!"

The Minsheng sword, which had never been sent out, turned into a flash of light. Chen Xiaoming seized the opportunity and stabbed the Baizi painting just as the piano curtain broke.

The piano curtain was broken by lightning, and the Baizi picture was shocked by the coming Minsheng sword.

But Baizi painting is not an easy generation. When he claps the streamer piano with his right hand, he directly blocks it in front of him.

"Despicable!"

Chen Xiaoming scolded angrily, but with a wave of his right hand, Minsheng's sword instantly changed direction and flew to one side.

What he asked for was a ten square artifact. Min Sheng's sword palm was really stabbed on the Liuguang Qin. Chen Xiaoming didn't know if there would be an accident.

Baizi painting obviously expected that he didn't dare to gamble.

However, in that case, don't blame him for being mean!

With a flick of his finger, several streamers flew into the Bu yuan tripod. The fire in the tripod rose, and you saw plumes of purple smoke floating out.

"Go."

As soon as the right hand was drawn, all the purple smoke floated into the tethered sky chain. In an instant, the tethered sky chain was shrouded in purple poison fog.

The sound of the piano was rapid. Within the purple poisonous fog, a loud noise was heard. The chain and the banished fairy umbrella shone at the same time, suppressing and blocking the world.

Chen Xiaoming stood calmly with his hands down. He didn't want to do so, but he had to do so in order to avoid destroying the Liuguang Qin at the time of life and death.

It's an alchemist's technique. With the help of Bu Yuanding, it's easy to practice poison fog!

"Master."

Hua qiangu, who has been retreating to the distance, now looks at the Baizi painting besieged by groups, and takes another look at Chen Xiaoming. I don't know why, I always can't bear it.

The figure painted by Bai Zi seemed familiar in her mind, but she couldn't remember it.

"Bang!"

A loud noise came out of the poisonous fog, and the chain of heaven under the double blessing shook violently. The light of the relegation fairy umbrella shone and shrouded in Huaguang, and then calmed down.

The power of spirit swept through the poison fog, and the breath of Baizi painting had withered to the extreme.

"Close."

A little bit of Bu Yuanding and a suction force came from Bu Yuanding and tied the sky chain. The purple poison fog flew back like a purple dragon flying in the air and integrated into the ding.

At the same time, the ring of fantasy thought sounded and spread into the chain of heaven, which made the Baizi painting fall into illusion.

After a long battle, Chen Xiaoming won't be careless at the last minute.

The poisonous fog subsided, and the bell echoed in the chain of heaven. At the moment, the Baizi painting was stunned, and the Liuguang piano also fell from its hands and floated aside.

"Huh?"

The power of spirit sweeps the body of Baizi painting. The poison of Bu Yuanding has entered the body and his life will soon be gone.

"Whew."

A little under his feet, Chen Xiaoming flew directly over, stretched his right hand and grabbed it directly at the Liuguang piano.

Starting with liuguangqin, Chen Xiaoming couldn't help looking at the Baizi painting.

After staring for a long time, he shook his head. This battle had to rely on the power of ten magic weapons.

"Baizi painting, go at ease."

With a whisper, Chen Xiaoming turned and was ready to leave.

"Cough, I'm worried if you don't die!"

Turning around, the voice of Baizi painting came from behind. For a moment, a strong smell of death enveloped the whole body.

As soon as the spiritual power is swept away, you will see the gathering of magic power in the white painting. You want to explode!

"Die."

There was relief in his eyes. Looking at the back of Chen Xiaoming leaving, Mo Yan, Zixun and others appeared in the mind of Baizi painting.

He can finally come with you! I thought to myself.

Just the next second, Baizi painting was stunned. Chen Xiaoming didn't seem to realize that he was going to explode, and he still left without delay.

"Poof!"

The long sword entered the body and directly stabbed into the ruins tripod. Baizihua looked down in amazement and saw that Minsheng's sword was inserted from his back and just broke his ruins tripod.

"How?"

Bai Zihua didn't understand it and didn't want to believe it. In order to make Chen Xiaoming believe that he couldn't fight back, he even gave up Liuguang Qin.

This is in exchange for the other party's carelessness and personal approach.

It's just, as a result

Chen Xiaoming paused, turned around, took a look at the Baizi painting and shook his head.

"Baizi painting, I never give others a chance, so do the dead!"