Chapter 608

The black magic pillar was swung heavily, as if the demon dragon was roaring, carrying a terrifying force that even the world could not bear. It was directly under the gaze of countless gazes, and it hit the huge body of the wind dragon that was covering it.

Dong!

At the moment of collision, a loud sound that was so low that it made the eardrums hurt suddenly rang through the sky. Then, an indescribable storm broke wildly. The golden battle platform, like gold, was shaken out at this time.

The battle platform here is obviously made of special materials and is extremely sturdy. Even if a master who survives the divine power attacks with all his strength, it is difficult to damage it. However, the attacks between Mu Chen and Liu Qingyun are now shaking cracks, which shows how strong that kind of impact is.

"Ao!"

The terrifying strong wind blew, and the green wind dragon burst out with a shrill roar. The originally dazzling green light was suppressed by the black light at this time.

Liu Qingyun's expression also changed slightly at this time.

Bang!

Mu Chen's face was calm, his arms were embraced, as if he was holding the large Sumeru Demon Pillar about a hundred feet tall, and he smashed it down again. The magic Pillar waved down, and the air was crushed into pieces.

Dong!

The green wind dragon finally couldn't bear the terrible power of the magic pillar, and was swung directly to fly backwards. As the green light flashed, the green dragon burst into pieces, and a green light shot backwards, turning into a green light halberd and landed in Liu Qingyun's hand.

Liu Qingyun grabbed the Feng Shen Ji tightly with his palm, but the terrifying power it uploaded still shocked him to take several steps back before he could use his spiritual power to resist all the power.

He looked down and saw that there was a trace of fierce aura wrapped around the Wind God Sphur. The fierce aura was particularly violent, as if it was about to erode the Wind God Sphur in his hand.

"snort."

Liu Qingyun snorted coldly, and the spiritual power in his body poured in like a tide. The body of the halberd shook all the evil auras that had eroded. Then he looked forward, and Mu Chen stood quietly. The huge black magic pillar was suspended above his head. The huge magic pillar exuded endless evil aura, just like the pillar of the demon god.

"What a murder weapon." In the sky, the deans of the spiritual academy were slightly shocked when they looked at the Great Sumeru Demon Pillar. They could naturally feel the amazing fierce power above the Great Sumeru Demon Pillar. Moreover, this magic pillar was obviously of a big origin, and that ancient and vast feeling was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary artifacts.

However, the current Great Sumeru Demon Pillar seems to be in a sealed state. Otherwise, Liu Qingyun's quasi-artifact-level Wind God Spear would inevitably be severely eroded.

Outside the battle stage, the countless students were amazed. They were worthy of being the quarterfinals team that could stand out from the countless spiritual academies. It was really terrifying. This kind of confrontation is probably the top of their age.

"No wonder even Ji Xuan is a little afraid of you"

When fighting in Taichung, Liu Qingyun stared at Mu Chen with a cold look like a blade. Then his palm slowly clasped the Wind God Spear, and his face became completely solemn, because he knew that if he wanted to truly defeat Mu Chen, he might have to take action without reservation this time.

call.

Liu Qingyun took a deep breath of the cold air, and then his eyes gradually turned green at this time. The green spiritual power swept out like a surging river, covering the world in the blink of an eye.

The blue spiritual powers filled the void, and the slight fluctuations flowed quietly in the sky like a stream. However, it was that kind of silence that made many students with sharp eyes change their expressions.

Because they felt a fluctuation of cold skin spreading quietly in the sky.

Those blue spiritual powers seemed to be gathered by endless blades, exuding an indescribable sharpness, and even the space was slightly distorted in the flow of blue spiritual power.

At the same time, a strong sense of spiritual oppression spreads.

Everyone outside the field was slightly smacking their tongues when they felt the pressure of spiritual power. This level of spiritual power strength had definitely overcome the third level of spiritual power. Liu Qingyun was indeed powerful.

"Mu Chen, you are really good."

Liu Qingyun's body slowly took off. He was in the vast blue spiritual power, with green eyes staring at Mu Chen, as if there was a wind in his eyes.

"So, in order to show your importance to you, I will use the power of our Feng Ling clan to defeat you."

Mu Chen's black eyes were also staring at Liu Qingyun, so he could naturally feel the sharp fluctuations rippling around the latter. The spiritual power, like a blade, permeated all corners of the space.

The spiritual power cultivated by Liu Qingyun is different from ordinary spiritual power. The spiritual power is more aggressive. Obviously, the martial arts he practices are not simple either.

"That's the wind spirit power of the Feng Ling clan. It is said that only the people of the Feng Ling clan can cultivate it. The extremely powerful and ordinary spiritual power cannot resist it at all." In the sky, some deans of the Spirit Academy nodded slightly. Generally speaking, only after they have entered the Supreme Realm, spiritual power will evolve like a complete transformation. Before this, most spiritual power was the same, unless they have some special cultivation techniques, and this kind of cultivation technique is a secret technique within major races, which no one can know.

Therefore, if ordinary people fight with people from these races, they will suffer a lot of losses in the face of spiritual power.

Because of the same spiritual power, ordinary people must pay several times the spiritual power to suppress that special spiritual power.

"Is the unique spiritual power of the Wind Spirit Clan?"

Mu Chen murmured to himself, then his eyes narrowed slightly, and his hands suddenly formed a unique seal method, which was the seal method of the Dafutu Art.

The Dafutu Art is a mysterious skill left to him by his mother. Its mysterious level is not completely understood even by Mu Chen now. However, judging by the spiritual power cultivated by the Dafutu Art, this skill should be very difficult.

Since Liu Qingyun wants to compete for spiritual power, Mu Chen doesn't mind trying it out. Is it because his Feng Ling clan's Feng Ling clan's strong Feng Ling power, or is it the power of his Dafutu that is better?

boom!

The spiritual power of black and white blending, accompanied by the formation of the Mu Chen seal method, swept out from Mu Chen's body like a tide. The black and white spiritual power roared in the sky and the earth, and the black and white blended, like the fusion of yin and yang.

Compared with Liu Qingyun's fierce wind spirit power, Mu Chen's spiritual power did not seem too aggressive, but just a mysterious feeling filled with whistling quietly.

"Are you going to use the Dafu Tu Art?" When Lingxi saw this scene outside the battle stage, his beautiful eyes lit up slightly. Since she handed over the Yin scroll of the Dafu Tu Art to Mu Chen, she has never seen the latter completely perform the complete Dafu Tu Art.

Although she knew that the Feng Ling clan was a well-known race in the world, if she really wanted to compare it with the ancient clan where Aunt Jing was, she might be just a witch.

In the sky, Liu Qingyun looked at the magnificent black and white spiritual power behind Mu Chen, and his eyes were slightly condensed. Although the latter's spiritual power did not seem to be very special, he felt some unusual fluctuations vaguely.

Moreover, his wind spirit power seemed to be a little turbulent at this time, and that way, as if he had encountered some great enemy.

"The spiritual power that Mu Chen cultivated seems unusual?"

This thought flashed through Liu Qingyun's heart, but even after being suppressed, he could no longer think too much at this time. He really didn't believe that Mu Chen could compete with the wind spirit power of their Feng Ling clan!

"No matter what methods you have, I will definitely win this competition!"

Liu Qingyun said in a deep voice that the showdown between the two teams is crucial here, because Mu Chen's team still has Luo Li, she will definitely win, and the others may be equal, but their chances of winning are not high. The young man named Shen Cangsheng and Li Xuantong are also very strong, so unless he defeats Mu Chen, it is impossible for their team to advance to the top four.

He must win this battle!

Liu Qingyun's eyes were completely solemn. He vomited a deep white breath and suddenly formed seals on his hands. He could no longer keep it!

"Mu Chen, if you have the ability, let's try my trick again!"

Liu Qingyun's lightning-changing seal technique suddenly solidified. In this moment, the surging green spiritual power behind him suddenly swept out. The green spiritual power seemed to have turned into countless beams of light, and it directly turned into a complex light pattern about a thousand feet in the sky in front of him. The light pattern seemed to be a spiritual array, but there was no fluctuation of the spiritual array.

"Puff."

A mouthful of essence and blood spurted out from Liu Qingyun's mouth and shot directly into the huge light array.

"Wind God Technique, please the shadow of the Wind Ancestor!"

Liu Qingyun's face was solemn, and he actually knelt down to the huge light array.

Buzz!

As Liu Qingyun knelt down, a sudden strong wind broke out between the world. Everyone was shocked to see huge tornadoes formed out of thin air, and they were raging between the world, releasing terrible destructive power.

Mu Chen's eyes were staring tightly at the huge light array. There, a blue light suddenly soared into the sky, and inside the blue light, a huge blue light and shadow slowly condensed at this time.

And with the appearance of that blue light and shadow, an indescribable sense of pressure suddenly filled the world.

In the sky, the deans of the Spirit Academy couldn't help but change their faces at this moment. Some people stared at the blue light and shadow, their eyes changed, and murmured: "You can actually summon the ancestor of the Feng Ling clan and the spiritual shadow of the Feng Zu. ¨ The boy from Beicang Ling Academy is going to be in trouble."
Chapter completed!