The golden coffin trembled violently for a while at first, and then calmed down without making any sound.
The battle is over.
"Yanchu!"
Yu Miaomiao's expression changed.
During the entire battle, Su Bujin's tactics were so smooth that Lan Yanchu was defeated without even having a chance to cast his spell.
Everyone who was watching originally thought that this was a fierce fight between the two dark horses of this Lingshan Festival. Garudamo even conjured a small bench from nowhere, but when they saw such a hasty battle, they couldn't help but He shook his head in disappointment, muttering something like "It's boring, it's over so soon".
"Is it over again?"
Su Feinian's eyelids twitched fiercely, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
If Su Bujin easily killed Qing Yabo just now because of his luck, how can he explain why he sealed Lan Yanchu so easily now?
A woman who had just reached the Supreme Level defeated two demi-immortals in a row in less than a stick of incense. No one would believe this.
"She is indeed no ordinary person."
Zhong Yi took a deep look at Su Bujin and recalled the scene when he met Su Bujin at the foot of Lingshan Mountain. At that time, this woman left a deep impression on him. Fortunately, he let her go once in the fairy cave, otherwise he would have been troubled. Fuck this evil god.
.......
Yu Miaomiao had cold eyes and said to Su Bujin in a commanding tone: "Let her go."
Su Bujin asked: "If I kill you, will Xilu Lu Zai show up?"
Yu Miaomiao said coldly: "You have a fever, right? If you say such silly things, let Su Yingning take you to see a doctor. Is there a tumor in your brain?"
Su Bujin slowly put the green deer back into the scabbard and said, "The new sword is not easy to use, so I don't need it anymore."
Yu Miaomiao sneered and said, "It seems that you really don't take me seriously, so I can't keep you."
As soon as he finished speaking, three magic circles appeared around Su Bujin without any warning. When the people around him reacted, Su Bujin was already tightly wrapped in them.
"Eighth level killing array?"
Seeing the murderous formation that exuded a dangerous smell, Su Feinian's pupils shrank tightly as if being pricked by needles, and his heart beat hard.
The eighth-level killing formation is known as the Supreme Tomb.
The Supreme Tomb, the Supreme Tomb, the Supreme Tomb, the eighth-level magic circle is the nightmare of the supreme strongman, and the eighth-level killing array is the nightmare of the supreme strongman's nightmare, and he will almost die if he touches it.
Yu Miaomiao is worthy of being the third-ranked patriarch of the mythical beast race. He has been immersed in the pinnacle position of the Western Continent Demon Clan pyramid for many years. In addition, he has absorbed all the cultivation levels of Wen Zhong and Yan Liang, and he does not even have time to accumulate power. Needed, in an instant, three level eight killing formations were launched. Such strength was already difficult to describe in words.
"go to hell."
A ferocious look flashed across Yu Miaomiao's face, and with a firm squeeze of her petite jade hands, the energy contained in the three eight-level killing arrays exploded instantly. A terrifying momentum swept the world, and a mushroom cloud slowly rose.
When the wind and smoke dissipated, everything ceased to exist, and Su Bujin disappeared without a trace.
The power of three eighth-level magic circles exploded in such a small space. Not to mention a supreme being, even a semi-immortal might not be able to survive.
The disappearance of Su Bujin seemed to indicate that the battle was over.
...
"You dare to provoke that petty Yu Miaomiao, you are really a bit reckless."
Mo Huai watched Su Bujin disappear not far away and couldn't help but sneered.
...
"Is this the end?"
Yu Miaomiao smiled disdainfully, and the interest she had just mentioned suddenly disappeared.
At this moment, Xiaochuan, who was behind Yu Miaomiao and looked timid, suddenly said hesitantly: "It seems... not quite right."
Um?
"Door."
The sound vibrated like a bell, and a golden word "door" appeared out of thin air, turning into a solemn and majestic golden door. The golden door opened, and Su Bujin's figure in cherry blossom white robe calmly walked out of it.
Unscathed.
"I didn't hurt you...that's what makes it fun."
Yu Miaomiao raised her eyebrows first, and then slightly raised the corners of her mouth.
"arrow."
The word "arrow" shining with bright golden light came out of Su Bujin's mouth, and turned into a rain of arrows, overwhelming the sky and covering the ground, whistling and shooting at Yu Miaomiao. Judging from the posture, he planned to shoot Yu Miaomiao into a sieve.
"Nether Watermark."
Yu Miaomiao formed a seal with both hands, and pinched out a dark black seal. The dark water flowed and turned into a thin water curtain, blocking Yu Miaomiao's body.
The golden arrow rain struck. The moment it touched the water curtain, all the sharp arrows were broken one after another, as if they were shot on an iron plate. This was a very funny scene. Tens of millions of sharp arrows could not break through it. A thin curtain of water.
The water extraordinary creature controlled by the Kun clan is called Mingshui.
Legend has it that Zu Kun was born in the ancient black sea - the Beiming Sea. The sea water in the Beiming Sea is Mingshui. It is said that a small drop of Mingshui is worth ten thousand kilograms of black iron. Once a creature accidentally falls into the Beiming Sea, it will be destroyed. It's like there's no hope.
Water is the most soft thing.
And Ming Shui reached the extreme of softness and became the most rigid thing.
At the end of light is darkness.
The end of scorching heat is cold.
The ultimate in softness is rigidity.
Yu Miaomiao looked indifferent and said to Su Bujin: "If you have any other tricks, use them quickly, otherwise you will really have no chance in a while. Don't leave any regrets before you die."
Su Bujin ignored it as if he hadn't heard anything. His slender white hands began to turn hot and red, and golden-red seals appeared on his hands. Eight rounds of scorching sun gradually rose, and Su Bujin was bathed in the dazzling sunshine. , like the God of Fire coming to the world.
"Golden Yang Seal!"
This is Su Bujin's first ancient spell, and it is also the spell that Su Bujin uses most proficiently and conveniently. Su Bujin, who has broken through to the supreme level, has upgraded this spell to an eighth-level spell.
Eight rounds of blazing sun, burning the sky and boiling the sea.
