Twin martial arts

"Roar"

The dragon roared, and the space was annihilated by the sound waves. Many people trembled when they heard the dragon's roar, and a kind of awe arose from the bottom of their hearts; many people looked at the figures of the sky-peeping mirror with complicated expressions.

They were envious of Lin Fan and the other four being able to enter the Forging Soul Pond to temper their souls, and wished to replace them, but if they really entered, how many baptisms could they survive?

Some people smiled wryly, maybe they will not be able to hold on when they are baptized for the third or fourth time.

"Hey"

Someone sighed and had to admit, how terrifying is the mad dragon?I have already seen a thing or two from the sky-peeping mirror, but the four people in the Soul Forging Pool have survived until now, they are really strong.

The seventh baptism is slowly condensing.

On the Wanzhang Waterfall, black clouds filled the air, covering the void in an unknown radius. The black clouds surged, as if they contained creatures that could destroy the world. Occasionally, there was a dull roar like thunder, coming from the black clouds, and from time to time You can see dragon claws that are as thick as mountains.

Lin Fan's eyes were fiery, and he couldn't wait. He could sense that there were more powerful rules hidden in the black cloud, as well as the incomparable power of the soul. If he fully accepted it, the soul would be much more condensed, so he was looking forward to the seventh time The baptism happened quickly.

But Qingluan and the others have serious expressions, and they have already reached the seventh baptism. They are not allowed to ignore it. Down.

Among the three, Jianfeng Hanmang is the most cautious, just because he is a sword cultivator, he pays attention to one-hit kills, pays attention to explosive power, and his defense is too weak. If he wants to fully accept the seventh baptism, he needs Lay down your defenses and walk slowly.

"Roar!"

Seven black dragons, heavily scaled and armored, covered in black flames, poked out of their heads from the black clouds, and with their mouths wide open, pitch-black dragon flames poured down!

"The baptism of the seven dragons has begun!"

Someone yelled, and looked more carefully at the sky-peeping mirror, wanting to see if any of these four people could survive the seventh baptism.

Dragon flames are overwhelming, like black corpse water pouring down from the Nine Heavens, decaying the void along the way, dispersing the space, every waterfall is like this, and everyone feels like facing an enemy.

As soon as Qingluan raised her jade hand, she seemed to be transformed into a Vulcan, and the raging flames burned, and the flames swept across the nine heavens.

Guan Shansheng's trembling hands were densely covered with formation patterns, the three-chi square where he stood seemed to have turned into a land of formation patterns, all kinds of large formations appeared, his face was heavy and he raised his eyes to look up at the sky.

The long sword in Hanmang's hand clanged and clanged, and countless sword lights condensed into a rain of swords, forming a sword curtain, guarding him in it.

"They can deal with it fairly well. They don't seek merit but demerit."

Some elders breathed a sigh of relief. These three people are indeed extraordinary, and they made the most accurate response at the first time.

"Roar!"

There was another huge dragon roar, and a silver-white dragon roared between the sky and the earth, swallowing up the black dragon flames pouring towards him.

A group of people turned into petrification, how did this silver-white dragon come about?

Then they found out, because after the silver-white dragon devoured the dragon flame, it turned upside down and fell into Lin Fan's body.

At the same time, the black dragon flames that descended from the sky finally descended, and Qingluan's raging fire faded, blood suddenly vomited from her ruddy mouth, her full chest heaved violently, and the waves were turbulent. She looked at the flames she had built The domain was destroyed by black flames, and he sat cross-legged in meditation for the first time, trying to resist with his body.

And Guan Shengshan's big formation was also completely destroyed in the first place, spitting blood and flying backwards, almost fell off the futon, but fortunately he quickly stabilized the situation, and a big formation appeared again, as if filtering out the dragon flames.

But the sword screen of Hanmang collapsed immediately, and the dragon flames were still pouring in. He raised the long sword in his hand, trying to resist.

"The cold glow recedes! Don't be reckless!"

The elder of Jianfeng roared anxiously, no one of Jianfeng's disciples could survive the sixth baptism, this cold light broke the precedent, and now he does not allow accidents.

"what"

Hearing the elder's voice, Han Mang also knew that there was nothing to be done, and after yelling furiously, he crushed the jade tablet, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared outside the pool of gods.

"This Longyan is very good."

Lin Fan was shocked. After the dragon spirit devoured the dragon flame, it seemed to be more vivid, the dragon eyes were extremely agile, and his soul sea was wider.

Han Mang's face was pale, and he had to resist even Long Yan with all his heart, not to mention the seven black dragons hidden in the black clouds?

Then, how can the three people who are still in the field survive?

The seven dragons rushed over, and everyone including Lin Fan was on guard because the momentum was too great.

Lin Fan felt that his soul was crushed by heaven and earth again, creaking, and he could see that the vast sea of ​​soul was boiling, as if a pair of invisible hands were holding the soul, trying to pinch him. It's tight, and it looks like it wants to crush it.

A severe pain, really like being hacked into pieces again.

Now even the golden body liquid doesn't seem to have much effect, the heart-wrenching pain can no longer be avoided.

The corners of Qing Lin's mouth were contemptuous, looking at Lin Fan's distorted face, he might not be able to resist even the seventh baptism, but his gang of cronies dared to bet against him that Lin Fan could survive the ninth baptism?

Truly, the ignorant are fearless.

"what"

A scream suddenly came from the north, which made the elder in charge of Zhenwen Peak change his face, because the voice came from Guan Shansheng's mouth!

When the others heard the screams, they were even more afraid of the baptism. It was able to make such a monster as a white-clothed scholar, Guan Shansheng, scream in pain. One can imagine how painful it was.

"boom!"

A figure fell directly outside the Shentan, and the elders of Zhenwen Peak quickly helped him up, and the white-clothed scholar Guan Shansheng showed a look of apology on his face: "Elder, I'm sorry, I have made Zhenwen Peak ashamed." .”

"It's all right, maybe no one has passed the seventh baptism this year." The elder of Zhenwen Peak comforted.

Guan Shansheng frowned: "Can't even Qingluan resist?"

Then, he turned his head to look at the Skyscope.

In the picture, Lin Fan and Qingluan's faces were distorted by the pain, and their bodies were twitching in severe pain.

"It seems that no one can survive it."

A smile appeared in the corner of Guan Shansheng's eyes; in this way, he is not too ugly.

However, is Lin Fan looking for death?Why did he last longer than himself?

Lin Fan and Qingluan seemed to be confronting the seven dragons, killing each other, and as time passed, the seven black dragons became more and more indifferent. About half an hour later, the seven dragons roared unwillingly and turned into nothingness.

"They survived seven baptisms?" The elder of Zhenwen Peak frowned.

Guan Shansheng clenched his fist and cursed, "Damn it!"

Everyone trembled in their hearts. They were able to survive the seventh baptism, not many since ancient times. Not to mention other things, the talents of Lin Fan and Qingluan are enough to be ranked in the history of the hospital's practice.

Qing Lin's eyes are also fixed, can he survive the seventh baptism?His complexion started to look ugly. He thought that Lin Fan was about to pass this level, but he didn't expect to let him pass another level.

But just as they were thinking about each other, the water in the Soul Forging Pool rose and fell violently, and the eighth baptism had arrived!