Chapter 923

The full proficiency card is the result of Zhao Fang's killing of "Feng Wudao".

After that, I also tangled about which magic skill or magic skill to give.

Hesitated for a long time and never used it.

Today, he can be sure!

"After reaching the level of proficiency, the power will be greatly increased, but the conditions restricting the use are bound to soar. If so, I can't afford to gamble."

"So there's only one choice... Rage!"

At present, Zhao Fang has learned level 5 rage, and his cultivation has been promoted from five-star leap to heaven to a level comparable to half a step in heaven.

If level 6 rage only increases its strength, it may reach the level comparable to heaven.

At that time, it will be much easier to resist the four phase immortal killing array with the help of service spirit seal or other means.

While thinking about it, Zhao Fang added the proficiency full value card to the super magic rage.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, player. You have mastered the level 6 super magic 'rage'."

Hearing the hint, Zhao laughed.

Just at this time.

The Zuling white tiger came fiercely, and the green dragon and rosefinch were still attacking from left to right.

Xuanwu is not slow, it is the three spirits sweep the array.

This attack and killing is really dangerous. Even if an ordinary strong man meets, he should retreat immediately!

"Now, he's dead!"

The strong men of the three shrines showed a proud grin on their faces, as if they saw that Zhao Fang was killed on the spot by the blood of the four ancestors!

Zhao Fang's face was expressionless, but his eyes were shining with cold light. He sneered and drank: "level 6 rage!"

Boom ~ ~

A towering flame suddenly rushed out of Zhao Fang's body, and there was a lot of waste.

The momentum was so strong that even the Zuling white tiger was shaken back hundreds of meters, and the white tiger affected by the momentum greatly reduced the attack at once!

No previous spirit!

"What?"

Feel the strong and violent waves from Zhao Fang's body, and all the faces of Qinglong, suque, Xuanwu and other strong men have changed dramatically.

"This, this is the fluctuation of the strong man of heaven? Is this man the strong man of heaven?"

Qinglong can't believe it.

Zhuque Xuanwu didn't speak, but their shocked look that almost stared out their eyes has exposed their true feelings!

"Impossible, impossible!"

The strong men of the three shrines had stiff smiles and didn't believe what they saw.

"It's over!"

Zhao Fang suddenly looked into his eyes with a trace of dignity that did not belong to the heaven.

That breath, at the moment when it came out, made the three people tremble and uneasy!

"Tianwei! This is the breath of Tianwei!"

At the moment, even they themselves do not know what kind of mood they are now.

"Service spirit seal!"

I don't know how many records I took in an instant.

These palms turned into cages and shrouded the four ancestors.

The four mighty ancestral spirits, shrouded in the palms of these layers of service spirit seals, are like caged birds, and can't get rid of them at all.

The four spirits could only be heard angry.

White tiger roars, green dragon whispers, rosefinch neighs, Xuanwu roars

The four great ancestors struggled frantically to get rid of this cage.

But all this is useless!

"Not honest?"

Zhao Fang sneered, his palms stretched out, as if he wanted to grasp the huge palm cage.

"What are you doing? Stop, our four shrines recognize planting!"

Qinglong's eyelids jumped wildly, vaguely feeling that something big was going to happen, so he rushed out to stop it.

Zhu Que and Xuanwu rushed out with him.

The three of them came out together, and their prestige was immeasurable, which should not be underestimated.

However.

In Zhao Fang's eyes, the three are just defeated generals.

He ignored the three people and shook them with his empty hand.

Boom!

I don't know how many cages condensed by the service seal burst into pieces, as if they were patted by a pair of invisible hands and collapsed in an instant!

The terrorist power transmitted by the big hand directly acts on the four ancestral spirits.

At the moment when the cage burst, the four ancestors who had roared and angry came out with a panic and shrill cry, as if they were in some terrible danger.

Then.

The scream grew louder and louder!

At the same time, the miserable appearance of the four ancestors also fell into the eyes of everyone present.

"This... How can it be so?"

Hemingway saw that he swallowed hard and his forehead was full of sweat.

Xi Junyu was even more stunned and speechless!

Other people's expressions are no better!

The strong people of the four shrines who supported the four ancestors with their own vitality and blood essence suffered heavy losses in an instant. They staggered back one by one and sprayed blood through their mouth and nose!

Even the three green dragons who rushed forward were shaken back by the strong wave caused by the explosion of the palm cage, and they couldn't get close for a time.

After seeing the tragedy of the four great ancestors, the three of Qinglong were also stupid!

"Impossible, Zuling will not lose, will not lose..."

The green dragon murmured and looked extremely pale. It was more incredible that he was defeated by Zhao Fang.

I see.

Under the spreading waves of strong and horizontal waves, the four broken limbs, some of them can't even see their original huge evil spirits, falling from high altitude with their flesh and blood blurred bodies!

Before landing, the four evil spirits exploded and spread into endless shock waves, causing many strong people on the scene to spit blood.

The explosion of the four evil spirits has brought unspeakable trauma to the strong people of the four shrines!

Especially the white tiger shrine.

The red tiger and the black tiger looked at the ancestral spirit white tiger that turned into nothingness, almost fooled.

This is their last hope.

Even if they do not hesitate to feed with the spirit of the earth vein, they just hope that it can cut back the enemy, but leave such a sad result.

"It's over... White Tiger Temple... It's over!"

The red tiger murmured, and his eyes gushed out endless sorrow and hatred, staring at Zhao Fang.

"Next, it's your turn!"

Zhao Fang looked indifferently at Qinglong, Zhuque, Xuanwu and many strong men he brought.

His words made the already pale Qinglong and others look even more ugly.

"Grandma, the four spirits have no experience. It's really depressing for me to play for so long."

Zhao Fang held his fire in his heart. In the cold hum, six colored flames emerged, condensing the Buddha's anger lotus.

next.

In the frightened look of Qinglong and others, they waved and threw out the Buddha anger lotus.

"Run!"

There was an immediate riot at the scene.

Everyone felt that the Buddha's anger lotus contained the power of terror and destruction.

"That's it again!"

Seeing Zhao Fang using the six color flame, Hemingway had escaped several miles away. Seeing the flying Buddha anger lotus, his scalp suddenly became numb.

He clearly remembered that it was this strange flame light that broke most of the power of the disaster!

At that time, if he had not been in the sea, he might not have been able to escape.

Even if we finally managed to avoid it, this move also had a great psychological shadow.

Therefore, the moment Zhao released his hand, he fled in panic. At the same time, at the cost of burning Shouyuan, he used the great life saving skill of the sea family to escape hundreds of miles in an instant.

嘭～