The Return of the Prison Dragon: The Stunning CEO throws himself into his arms

Chapter 210 Using the Holy King Amulet

"Oh!"

An explosion sounded, like a world-destroying shock wave, instantly destroying the surrounding starry sky.

Seeing Ming Wenze's brazen attack, the monks in the field felt as if their hearts were being hit by a heavy hammer, with faces full of horror and shock!

Getting closer to the center of the explosion, the low-level monks within ten miles were directly seriously injured and bleeding before they had time to react!

The monk who was a little further away was not having a good time at this time, and his whole body became sluggish.

Fortunately no one died.

After quickly escaping from the battlefield environment that was destroyed by the shock wave, countless monks' scalps were numb and they looked in the direction of Ye Qijue with lingering fear.

now.

On the top of the small mountain-sized Xuanhuang Peak Lingbao, there was a fist light as bright as the sun.

The fist light exudes an aura of destruction, carrying terrifying power, like the heaven and earth toppling, landslides and tsunamis sweeping across the starry sky.

Ye Qijue, who was controlling Xuanhuang Peak, felt a towering force hitting his body hard at this moment.

If it weren't for the protection of the spiritual treasure and his highly accomplished Chaos Divine Body, he would have been seriously injured at this moment.

Even so, facing Ming Wenze's attack, Ye Qijue's face turned extremely pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Feeling an unprecedented sense of crisis rising from the bottom of his heart, and the hairs all over his body standing on end, as if he had been through the gates of hell, Ye Qijue was very energetic.

He roared angrily, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body was poured into the top-grade spiritual treasure above his head like a desperate move at this moment, making the protective shield that was originally suppressed by the fist light still persist.

"Boom bang bang..."

After a few breaths, Ye Qijue gasped for air and looked up at the crumbling protective shield amid shock waves one after another.

It was only after the shock wave ended that the Xuanhuang Peak above his head still persisted, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Lihuo Xuanhuang Peak resisted the attack, the original Xuanhuang light on it gradually began to dim at this moment. It was obvious that the Lingbao was somewhat damaged.

It's just that the top-grade spiritual treasure, regardless of its hardness and power, was able to withstand it.

Ye Qijue wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and thought with lingering fear: "Is this the seventh-grade saint? A casual glance will make me use all my strength to deal with it!"

The geniuses that Ye Qijue faced before, whether it was Ming Haisheng, the young master of the Ming family, Zhou Yuan, a true disciple of the Huangquan Holy Land, or Ao Mo, the genius of the demon clan, no matter how powerful these people were, they could not surpass the saints. The seventh grade!

For Ye Qijue, whose combat power was comparable to that of a sixth-grade saint and who could cross two small realms, he was still barely able to kill him with his endless trump cards of magical powers and spiritual treasures.

however.

Now when he actually faced Ming Wenze, who had the strength of the seventh-level saint, Ye Qijue finally understood and felt why only those of the seventh-level saint could become the sons and gods of the major holy places and families.

It was far beyond what he could resist with his ability to fight across levels!

After the shock wave dissipated, Ming Wenze was obviously a little surprised when he saw Ye Qijue who was only slightly injured.

What was equally surprising were the many monks present.

Near the big star.

Among the Ji family crowd.

Ji Wusi's face was full of astonishment.

"He's not dead yet? Could it be that the Ming family's god son let him go?"

A seventh-level saint fights against a fourth-level saint, which is a crushing situation!

In front of an unparalleled talent like Ming Wenze, any attempt to fight over the top is a joke.

Of all the sons of gods who can become the sons of the major Holy Land families, which one is not a genius among geniuses?

For a genius, being invincible in the same situation is as easy as eating and drinking.

A mere fourth-grade saint, even if it turns upside down, cannot be an opponent of a seventh-grade saint. He can only be crushed!

Compared to Ji Wusi, whose face was full of astonishment, Ji Haisheng next to him looked thoughtful.

Ji Haisheng's eyes were as bright as a torch, and his two dark eyes were staring straight at the Lihuo Xuanhuang Peak above Ye Qijue's head.

"It can withstand the seventh level of Saint without breaking. It seems that this top-grade spiritual treasure is extraordinary."

At the same time, within the Beihai Barbarians.

Bai Lixi, the young master of the Northern Barbarians, looked at the battle with a smile.

As for the battle in the Eastern Wasteland of Zhongzhou, the barbarians from the Beihai forces rarely participated.

So he looked like he was watching a show, but he was a little surprised to see Ye Qijue actually resist Ming Wenze's magical power.

Compared to the two geniuses, the monks who were watching around felt like a huge wave had stirred up in their hearts, with their faces full of shock and astonishment.

"His! He's not dead!"

"A fourth-level saint can resist the magical power of a seventh-level saint. Oh my God, this is probably the first time in the Canglan Realm!"

"This Ye Qijue can kill Ao Mo, he really has two brushes!"

"..."

Although everyone was surprised, they all unanimously labeled Ye Qijue as the death penalty.

Ming Wenze and Ao Yi both launched an attack. Even if Ye Qijue had Zhan Weisheng's support, he would probably end up falling in the end!

Because Zhan Weisheng had Ao Yi intercepting him, it was almost difficult to help Ye Qijue.

Ming Wenze, however, was determined to kill. Even if Ye Qijue possessed the best spiritual treasure, it seemed to everyone that he would not be able to hold on for long.

The best spiritual treasure is not omnipotent. After all, it is something external to the body. When encountering a genius whose strength is several levels higher, it will always break such a turtle shell.

Besides, how could a genius like Ming Wenze not have the best spiritual treasure in hand?

Ming Wenze raised his head and looked at the Lihuo Xuanhuang Peak, and also found that the light on the Xuanhuang Peak was much dimmer than before.

Seeing this scene, Ming Wenze sneered and said: "I'll see how long you, a turtle, can last!"

Finished speaking.

He raised his hand and waved it, a spiritual light burst out from his hand, and a bronze spear was quickly revealed.

This bronze spear shimmered with the aura of a top-grade spiritual treasure. The tip of the spear was as sharp as a falcon's talons, sharp and fierce.

Its sharp edge exudes a soul-stirring chill, and the flickering light of the spear tip, mixed with the Tao Yun rules flowing on it, makes people's souls tremble.

Ming Wenze, who was holding the bronze spear tightly, was stimulated by the power of heaven and earth in his body. In an instant, Dao Yun burst out from the spear, and the majestic breath penetrated hundreds of miles around the starry sky!

next moment.

A long, extremely bright spear light burst out from Ming Wenze's hand in an instant.

The terrifying spear light just lightly crossed the starry sky and shattered the space. Countless water, fire, wind and nine heavenly winds were in front of it, without even reacting, it was directly beaten into nothingness!

It carried the overwhelming power and headed straight for Ye Qijue!

After feeling the terrifying power of this spear light, Ye Qijue's expression changed drastically. He no longer dared to hold it up and directly took out the Holy King's Talisman from the storage ring.

The spiritual energy in Ye Qijue's body burst out and poured directly into the Holy King's amulet. In an instant, a surging aura that surpassed the realm of a saint was suppressed in the starry sky.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light like a bright sun rose into the sky from Ye Qijue's body, lighting up the entire starry sky like a beacon in the darkness!

The terrifying gun light flying towards him was crushed by the light beam rising from Ye Qijue's body before it even got close!