When Yu Zimo and the others felt the ancient aura on Zhong Liye's body, their pupils shrank suddenly, and in their hearts, there were monstrous waves!

They are actually no strangers to this breath, and they have even seen it.

Because that's ....... The breath of the magic weapon!!

Zhong Liye actually has a magic weapon on his body!!

Moreover, looking at their breath, the power of this riot, the strength of this magic weapon, is definitely several times stronger than the magic weapon on their body!

"This guy...... It's too forbearing!"

When people's eyes fell on Zhong Liye again, they only felt that this guy was too bearable, and in the previous life-and-death situation, even if he was suppressed by four magic weapons, he never used magic weapons.

This hole card is too good to hide!

When the power in Zhongliye's body converged to a vertex, as his heart danced, there was something in his body in an instant, which flew out quickly, and a 'boom!' appeared above his head!

"Boom!"

As soon as this magic weapon was sacrificed, a wave of mighty energy fluctuations continued to ripple above the head, and the powerful power of coercion spread in all directions.

The strange yin wind quietly drifted through Zhong Liye's body, and his body was filled with black light, making him look like a demon god!

And on the top of his head, as he sacrificed the magic weapon, everyone finally saw what kind of magic weapon this was!

Overhead, there is a golden pagoda covered in black light!

The black gas swirls around the body of the tower, and the original golden pagoda looks as if it has been infected by evil power, like a Buddha entering a demon, which is weird and makes people tremble!

"It's ...... What kind of ritual instrument ......?"

Feeling the palpitating power fluctuations, even Yu Zimo swallowed his saliva with difficulty this time, and his jade hands couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat.

"Die!" After completely sacrificing the magic weapon, Zhong Liye's killing intent was great, and his heart suddenly moved, pointing at Yang Zixuan!

"Boom!"

The pagoda above his head, with Zhongli's mind moving, brought up a force that suppressed heaven and earth, and quickly swept out.

At the same time as it swept out, the gold-black eruption, rising against the storm, above the mid-air, the black gas was rolling, the powerful energy was crazy rioting, and the thick clouds and mist, under the gold-black pagoda riot, were all forcibly dispersed.

In the blink of an eye, the pagoda in the air was as tall as a building, and the rumbling coercion ruthlessly suppressed Yang Zixuan!

Seeing this, Yang Zixuan's face changed pale, and he had already gathered the extremely powerful sword, and he immediately stopped keeping it.

Beautiful eyes stared fiercely at the suppressed golden-black pagoda, and above the long sword, waves of powerful martial arts fluctuated, circulating wildly.

"If you want me to die, are you qualified?!!" A sharp roar erupted from Yang Zixuan's mouth.

The long sword clenched in the jade hand carried a force that was enough to cut through the mountains and rivers, and a sword was swung out!

"Burning Heart!!"

"Peng!!"

The ferocious purple spiritual power suddenly slashed away from its long sword, and a huge and incomparably large sword intent fluctuated, forming a terrifying sword slash, piercing the sky like a meteor, and swept towards the golden pagoda.

The suppressed pagoda and the huge purple sword intent suddenly appeared, even if it was so far away, Wen Yujie felt an extremely strong sense of spiritual power oppression.

His face, which had always been calm, saw the attack momentum of the two, and this time it finally fluctuated.

Yang Zixuan's blow, compared to the previous slash against the youth, is not only twice as strong, but I am afraid that it is more than ten times!!

"Is it really as simple as 260 martial arts meridians opened in this woman's body.......

The strength of his own strength depends entirely on the power of the meridians in his body, and the meridians in Yang Zixuan's body are far more than 260!

"What a terrible energy coercion....... Yu Zimo and the others' faces suddenly appeared pale, so far apart, under the oppression of this energy, they all felt that the power in their bodies was sluggish for a while, and they couldn't overflow at all!

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, in mid-air, the huge golden-black pagoda and the huge and fierce sword intent energy also collided suddenly.

The two collided violently, and there was silence for a moment, and then ......

"Boom !!"

The violent energy fluctuations burst straight out in the sky, and the golden-black and purple energy colors swept madly from between the two like the waves of the sea!

Above the sky, once again filled with energy fluctuations, the purple waves of spiritual power, desperately resisting, wanting to shake the golden-black pagoda out.

But the golden-black pagoda, in the state of being filled with the power of the black mang, is like a Mount Tai blessing, no matter how strong the purple power is, it cannot be shaken in the slightest!

"Boom!"

The pagoda was still suppressed, and the powerful power fluctuated, and the people who watched it were all terrified!

"Stay......"

Looking at Yang Zixuan, who was desperately resisting, Zhong Liye, whose face was as pale as paper, and the fleshy palm was slowly pressed down against Yang Zixuan at this time.

As Zhong Liye's palm pressed down slightly, on the pagoda body above, there was suddenly an ancient and vast power, which suddenly burst out!

The body of the tower suddenly accelerated, and the speed of descent also increased suddenly!

A low muffled sound kept ringing in the field, and the 'bang' sound, no matter who knew it, was the sound of space being squeezed and shattered!

Feeling the golden-black pagoda above her head, Yang Zixuan's hideous complexion below, finally became a little frightened, even if she used all her life's strength, she couldn't defeat it, she seemed to be defeated......

Defeated again at the hands of Zhongli Ye!

She is unwilling, very unwilling!

At the beginning, a young man who only needed to use small means in her was now comparable to her glory, and he even defeated her!

How could her such a proud heart accept it!

"Why ......?"

"Why ...... You?"

"Why can you stand on the same level as me!"

Yang Zixuan roared in her heart, the strength of not admitting defeat, the evil spirit, the unyielding will, crazy condensed in her heart.

In the depleted meridians, with her unwillingness, there was a faint force of riot, which suddenly appeared in her body!

"You're just one of the damned souls in my hands!

"Why can you defeat me!!"

The sharp and unwilling whispering voice suddenly came from Yang Zixuan's mouth, and the high-decibel sound almost overshadowed the sound of the pagoda suppressing it!

"Damn it, it's you!!"