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Yang Yuanhao said that his mind probed into the internal organs, where there was a small air flow swimming along the small meridians of the five internal organs, which looked extremely gloomy.

"This time, it hurt the origin."

That gloomy air flow was Yang Yuanhao's origin qi.

The source qi is the root of all living beings, and it is innate, unlike the yin and yang source of the dantian, which is acquired. Primordial Qi is like a spark, the fire of life of a living being. It can be said to be the life of a human being, which cannot be grown by the qi of heaven and earth in the outside world, and it is related to the vitality of a living being. Its power is limited, and if it waits until the Origin Qi is exhausted, the life of this creature has come to an end.

The original source is injured, and it cannot be recovered without a peerless package of medicines.

Rumble!

While thinking about it, a black light burrowed into Yang Yuanhao's spiritual sea, and he was startled, and his spirit body returned in panic.

The black light entered the spiritual sea and turned into a demon dragon, and slowly another demon shadow condensed on top of the demon dragon.

Heavenly Demon Together!

Looking at the transfiguration appearance, Yang Yuanhao remembered the trick Wang Lun had used before.

"Could it be that this is the soul of the Demon Dragon Spear? But how did it end up here? He frowned slightly, and as soon as he raised his palm, the scattered spiritual energy in the spiritual sea condensed and turned into a giant hand. He reached forward with his palm, and the giant hand grabbed it.

The demon dragon groaned, and a sound wave shook the giant hand away.

Seeing this, Yang Yuanhao did not slack off, his palms were crystal clear, and his palms were pinched together, and a huge white hand appeared above his head.

Tear the heavens!

On the other side, the demon dragon changed for a while, and finally turned into a spear and was held by the demon shadow in his hand. The Demon Shadow swung the dragon spear, the tip of the spear pointed directly, and a stream of black gas condensed into a pitch-black drill bit at the head of the spear.

Heavenly Demon Zha!

After the Lingchi battle platform, the two collided fiercely again.

Rumble!

The Heaven Tearing Hand and the Heavenly Demon Zha met, and there was no last offset, but a stalemate. The white giant hand tightly grasped the rapidly rotating pitch-black drill bit, and rolled up the remnant clouds in this spiritual sea.

"Hmph." Yang Yuanhao snorted, and all seven orifices were bleeding. After all, it was his spiritual sea, and the power generated by the battle must have been him.

Yang Yuanhao's real body pinched a magic seal that had never been used, and when this magic seal was pinched, Yang Yuanhao's tiger mouth suddenly cracked, blood burst out, and blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

In the sea of spirits, Yang Yuanhao's spirit body is also bearing this magic seal, and the aura is like a trend, gathering on the top of his head in pieces, and it is even a little sticky. His fingers fluctuated rapidly, and the viscous aura gradually gathered, and finally turned into a white giant hand holding a white square seal.

Tear the Seal of the Sky!

This is what Yang Yuanhao inadvertently discovered that the Heaven Tearing Hand has an inexplicable relationship with Yuan Lingdu, and he has been studying it. When fighting Wang Lun, he just had nothing to show for himself and bluffed him. Now, he has condensed it thoroughly.

"Poof." Tearing the heavenly seal condensed, Yang Yuanhao spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was pale.

Although he is now condensing the Heaven Seal, he still has a great backlash, after all, this is a creation method, not the scope of his current strength.

The palm of the heaven-tearing hand exerted force, and the demon shadow lifted the demon dragon spear and stabbed suddenly.

"Bang."

There was an explosion, and the entire spiritual sea was filled with smoke. The aura flew around.

"Hmph." Blood flowed all over Yang Yuanhao's cheeks, and even the placket of his clothes was a little dripping. Even some drops of blood dripped into the spirit pool, causing a ripple.

"Tear the seal of the sky! Shoot me. Yang Yuanhao shouted, and smashed it with his big white hand holding Fang Yin.

"Tong."

The Demon Shadow raised the dragon spear and took it in a panic, but how could the power of the combination of the two Yuan Techniques that were not of the lowest level be weak?

The Sky Tearing Seal continued to fall, and the Demon Shadow's body slowly lowered.

"Hmph."

A muffled snort came from the Shadow's mouth, and the black mist of his body became a little darker. However, in the gloom, there was some strange light looming.

Yang Yuanhao's gaze froze, and his figure disappeared in a flash, and then appeared behind the Demon Shadow, and he smashed his fists into the back of the Demon Shadow's heart with vitality.

Rumble!

The demon shadow's body was shocked, his arm was instantly weak, and the tearing of the heavenly seal also fell in response.

Seeing the smashed split demonic qi, Yang Yuanhao snorted coldly, and when he was breathing a sigh of relief, a sharp fist wind fluctuated behind him, he turned his head violently, and a fist condensed by black qi smashed head-on. He was startled and crossed his arms.

"Tong."

When the black fist hit, Yang Yuanhao's arm was a little illusory, and the real arm of the outside world was numb.

"Hahahaha......" A wild laugh came from all directions of the spiritual sea.

The originally scattered pitch-black demonic qi flew towards a place, on Yang Yuanhao's right hand, a red light flashed, and a dark red figure suddenly appeared, this dark red figure carried his hands behind his back, and he couldn't see his face clearly, only his eyes were blood-red, and there were two horns on the top of his head, which looked strange.

When this figure appeared, Yang Yuanhao's eyes lit up, because he sensed a palpitating power on his body, which was unfathomable.

"Who are you?" Yang Yuanhao's body was tense, and the aura surrounded his body, raising his breath to the extreme.

The dark red figure didn't say anything, but looked at Yang Yuanhao playfully, as if he was staring at a prey that had already arrived.

"Hmph."

With a cold snort, Yang Yuanhao disappeared again.

The figure smiled playfully, turning its blade into its own right and slashing towards its right.

"Bang."

Yang Yuanhao was shocked, and his body was shocked and retreated. I was surprised in my heart, and I felt it so strongly.

"Roar."

The dark red shadow suddenly turned around and roared at Yang Yuanhao, the roar of the spiritual sea trembled, and the aura was chaotic, like the roar of the demon king who jumped out of hell. Suddenly, Yang Yuanhao was in a trance, his eyes were empty, he hurriedly stabilized his mind, this roar actually had the power to absorb his heart. Slowly, Yang Yuanhao came back to his senses, but in front of him was a flying fist.

"Poof."

With one punch, Yang Yuanhao was blasted out of several meters, his body was gloomy, and blood spurted out from the outside world.

Yang Yuanhao smiled bitterly in his heart, this has not been killed by others, but he died of blood loss first.

"Who the hell is this guy? Why is it in my spiritual sea? His strength had reached at least the fifth rank of the Venerable Body Realm. ”

pondered in his heart, but he couldn't do anything in the face of this figure, and when he suppressed the Demon Dragon Spear, he had exhausted the spiritual energy by casting the Heaven Tearing Seal, and his vitality could not be as strong as the spiritual sea. What's more, he is still injured today. Thinking of this, Yang Yuanhao frowned.

The dark red shadow smiled cruelly, and turned into a spear in his hand, which was the Demon Dragon Spear, and threw it mercilessly at Yang Yuanhao's head. Yang Yuanhao was shocked, and his heart was ruthless, it's a big deal that I blew up this spiritual sea, and then I will rebuild it. Thinking about it, there was a flash of inspiration between his eyebrows, and blood stains flowed out.

The Demon Dragon Spear was about to be stabbed at hand, and Yang Yuanhao's spirit body was also turned red.

"Buzz."

At this moment, a golden light flew out of Yang Yuanhao's body, and then stuck to his back, and the strange power traveled all over his body.

"Ah......h

"No...... Don't ......" In the spiritual sea, the dark red shadow slowly dissolved under the golden light.

Looking at this scene, Yang Yuanhao was stunned, what the hell is going on?

Behind him, a corner of the trapped beast pattern was missing, and a line of the beast pattern stretched out. The golden light flashed so well that it stuck to the gap, shaking the outstretched lines back vividly, and the eyes of the beast pattern flashed with a light, and it was fleeting.

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