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Chapter 110 Magical Words and Spells

No one knows what this look means.

I saw that the two Dao Palaces were crumbling and almost fell from mid-air.

Xiang Gaoye was horrified, this method was beyond his imagination.

In front of him, the Dao Palace of the blue catkin shocked the audience, and also shook the depths of everyone's soul.

It was an eight-color Dao Palace, and the eight Martial Dao rivers rushed to it with huge waves.

Every wave contains the profound Martial Dao power.

This was the first time that Jiang Cheng saw Lan Ning make a move.

He finally understood why she said last time that she could help him resist the seven masters and the army of tens of thousands of blood lights.

Of the eight great rivers, six are king-level.

That is the Realm of Martial Dao perception that the Dao Palace should have at this level.

And the remaining two turned out to be Saint-level!

She really has that strength.

This woman should have no opponents under sanctification.

No wonder Silent Sacred Land sent two Dao Palace Ninth Stages to deal with her. If there was only one, it probably wouldn't be able to control her at all.

Dao Palace and destination environment are actually in the same line.

Because of the Brilliant Divine Palace, Jiang Cheng will automatically evolve into the Nine-Colored Dao Palace when he reaches the Dao Palace realm.

This background sounds even more terrifying than the blue catkin.

However, the current state of Chengge's nine rivers is really a bit shabby.

Except that Five Elements Martial Dao has become a fairy-level level that shocks the past and the present because of the improvement of the Tao Celestial Immortals rhyme.

Of the other eight rivers, three are still at the true level, four are at the division level, and one is at the Zong level.

The two Great Saint sons certainly won't sit still.

The two sacrificed the Dao Palace at the same time, colorful and majestic with seven king-level rivers.

If you haven't watched Lan Ning's Dao Palace, then the audience will definitely be overwhelmed by the two holy sons.

But now such a comparison, their colorful Dao Palace is a bit mediocre.

"sword."

Yu Liang whispered a word.

In this chaotic battlefield, it still reached everyone's ears.

What he used was actually a book-shaped treasure, but there were countless sword formations with the same shape around Lan Ning.

The sword array was like rain, piercing down with streamers of light.

But before entering the three-foot range of the blue catkin, the long sword burst into flames.

Then it turned into streaks of green smoke.

"wall."

Han Huayuan waved a small blue flag in his hand.

Lan Ning's relentless ultimate move was suddenly blocked by a high wall that looked like gold but not gold, and soil that looked like soil but not soil.

What kind of trick is this?

Jiang Cheng's eyeballs almost dropped.

Say a word and it becomes true?

Can the words in the legend follow suit?

Impossible, wouldn't it be easier for them to just say dead words?

Lan Ning's sword tip hit the wall, and there was no crashing sound, but it seemed to be stuck in the water.

The wall surface twisted and rippled like water waves.

That's her, the witch. If she encountered this kind of language spell in other Dao Palace environments, she would probably be in a state of distress.

A thread of blood overflowed from the corner of Han Huayuan's mouth, and he took a step back.

Lan Ni's long sword penetrated the wall and approached the two Great Saints again.

"rattan."

Yu Liang flipped the pages of the book frantically, and let out a loud shout, the ground and the void were suddenly covered by countless intertwined vines.

And the blue catkin in the center of the words and spells stopped.

Her whole body was entangled by the vines.

"Hurry up and start the battle, use the Sifang Yuanding!"

Han Huayuan, who had just been backlashed by the spell, yelled loudly.

The emperor, who had already been stunned by this witchcraft and words, quickly activated the formation and Magic Treasures as if awakened from a dream.

In an instant, the Great Hall was shrouded in a dark green barrier, forming a space of its own.

The dark sea roared and roared, and the rain poured down.

Directly attack the entangled catkin.

At the same time, a gleaming golden square tripod spun around and came over the head of the blue catkin.

Originally, the catkin had turned all the entwined vines into ashes with witchcraft.

At this moment, being illuminated by the golden light, the whole person suddenly became lethargic.

The Sifang Yuan Ding, based on the power of belief of hundreds of millions of people in the Qianxing Dynasty, condensed into the national destiny, and was finally transformed into the luck of the Xiang clan.

Under this inconceivable power, not to mention the Dao Palace, even the Holy Realm will be suppressed to a certain extent.

With his attack, Lan Ning, who was invincible before, immediately fell into a desperate situation.

And the two holy sons finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Houjun, Yang Jie and others laughed out loud.

But then, they stopped laughing.

Jiang Cheng was waiting for this moment.

He didn't come to the show.

Although he really wanted to be killed early, but Lan Nie blocked two Dao Palace Ninth Stage so interestingly alone, he couldn't remain indifferent.

With Brother Cheng's reaction, he could have opened up a large formation to assist the main C teammate in the first place.

But he didn't do that because it wasn't the best time to cut into the fray.

He deliberately let Xiang Gaoye open the big formation first.

The opponent started to fight, and the targets were concentrated on him and Lan Ning.

The sea water and the violent storm only attacked the two of them, and the others were safe and sound.

This makes all enemies relax.

At this moment when he was defenseless, Brother Cheng suddenly used Li Long's remnant spirit to change the control of the formation.

Suddenly, the black water pouring towards the two of them turned around and rushed towards the other masters in the hall.

And the violent storm also poured over their heads.

No matter Xia Houjun and Yang Jie, or the two Great Saints and Xiang Gaoye, they were all caught off guard.

"what……"

Xia Houjun screamed, a drop of rainwater dripped onto the spirit armor, and penetrated into the skin and flesh of his shoulder as if penetrating.

This rainwater contains Lilong's corrosive rules, which cannot be offset by the Dao Palace environment.

He desperately urged the Spirit Power, and the Dao Palace spun wildly, but it couldn't stop the black water from corroding.

After only two breaths, he merged into the black water without any trace.

But the spiritual armor, because it is not a creature of flesh and blood, stayed on the contrary.

With Xia Houjun's strength in Dao Palace, if he was more vigilant at the beginning, he would definitely not be killed so easily.

But there was no way, Jiang Cheng's timing of launching the big formation was too ingenious, and he had a bad mentality.

Not only him, Yang Jie and several other Dao Palace powerhouses also died.

And under the Dao Palace, there is no one left.

Looking as far as the eye can see, there are only two great saints left, and the emperor and princess are still alive.

The record is extremely brilliant.

The reason for the first three people is that they are stronger than others, while Ningti is because of her cunning and vigilance, and enough means to save her life.

But even so, the four of them are extremely embarrassed now.

The masters of the Dynasty swept away, and Xiang Gaoye fell into a rage.

He wanted to regain control of the formation, but at this moment no matter how he manipulated the formation center core, there was no response at all.

Just kidding, now Jiang Cheng is the embodiment of big eyes.

What kind of central core has to be separated by a layer, how can he come directly by himself.

Facing the large formation of black dragon's breath, Xiang Gaoye was in a panic and barely parried.

Ning Ti is even more disgraced, and is in danger of being defeated at any time.

In desperation, he could only mobilize Sifang Yuanding to fight against the formation.

Under the protection of Fang Ding's royal luck, the phantom breath of the black dragon finally could no longer invade the hiding area of ​​the four of them.

But as soon as Fang Ding changed positions, Lan Nie, who was in danger before, lost the pressure.

(end of this chapter)