Chapter 7972: Mysterious Land's Treasure Quest 17
"A little skill!" Wan Qianhe looked at Wen Tiandou with a cold face. Suddenly, he rose into the sky, standing in the air, looking down at Wen Tiandou. Immediately, his hands formed seals and quickly changed the seals. With the movement of his hands, the wind around him seemed to be still, and there was no sound between heaven and earth. At this time, in front of Wan Qianhe, a azure light became brighter and brighter, gradually emitting a splendid and dazzling light.
After a while, with the growth of that azure light, I saw that azure light gradually transformed into a beast shape. It was a Flood Dragon, about fifty or sixty meters in length, with a huge size. Wan Qianhe stood on the top of Jiaolong's head and controlled the movements of Jiaolong with his seal. I saw that the Flood Dragon opened its **** mouth and spit out a stream of water. After those water jets spewed out of the mouth, as if frozen, they turned into huge ice cones and fell towards Wen Tiandou.
"Break!" Wen Tiandou didn't dodge or evade, and rushed up to meet the incoming ice pick. When Wen Tiandou's body hit the ice pick, the ice pick immediately burst open, but he himself was not injured at all. "What a strong body!" Seeing this, Leng Xuan couldn't help but wonder in secret. Being able to resist Wan Qianhe's attack with his physical body shows that Wen Tiandou's physical strength has been cultivated to the extreme among the half-immortals.
At this moment, Wen Tiandou's speed did not decrease as he approached the Ten Thousand Rivers. The ice picks falling from the sky could not slow his speed at all. Seeing Wen Tiandou approaching quickly, Wan Qianhe frowned, and immediately drove the dragon under him to rush towards Wen Tiandou. When it was near, the **** mouth of the dragon opened and swallowed Wen Tiandou's body in one gulp. However, less than three seconds later, the body of the Flood Dragon began to tremble violently. Immediately afterwards, only a loud 'bang' sound was heard, and the body of the Flood Dragon exploded directly from the inside, turning into a little bit of light and falling into the air.
And the thousands of rivers standing on the top of the dragon's head were also affected a lot, and were knocked out by the shock wave.
"It's amazing!" Leng Xuan secretly said. He had already expected Wen Tiandou's strength, but he didn't expect the opponent to be so strong that even the Great Elder of the Torch Dragon Sect was no match for him.
The Jiaolong disappeared, and Wen Tiandou's figure appeared in the air again. He glanced at the thousands of rivers not far away, and without any hesitation, he immediately moved his figure and rushed over.
As the distance between the two of them got closer and closer, Wan Qianhe, who frowned, suddenly took a breath. Immediately, he opened his mouth and spit out a bright purple glow. Seeing the purple glow, the indifferent expression on Wen Tiandou's face finally changed slightly. I saw his figure turned, deviated from the previous trajectory, and turned to fly to the side.
Looking at his appearance, he seemed to be a little afraid of that purple awn, and did not dare to attack directly, but chose to avoid it. "Huantian Divine Thunder, come down!" Wan Qianhe made a seal on his hands and spit out a few words coldly.
For a time, the clouds in the sky surged and gathered above everyone's heads. Immediately afterwards, only a loud 'bang' was heard, which was deafening. Along with the loud noise, a purple thunder and lightning fell from the sky, as if to tear the sky apart.
That purple lightning bolt, like eyes, accurately locked Wen Tiandou and hit him on the top of his head. Seeing the rapidly approaching purple thunderbolt, Wen Tiandou's expression finally changed.