Yang Wan'er stood on the top of the ancient castle, and saw that many people besieging failed to take Zhang Qingyang, but were beaten to the ground of heavy casualties, and she was so angry that she stomped her feet.

"If there is a real measuring scale, I will crush this kid to death!"

Zhang Qingyang raised his head and looked at her and shouted, "Don't worry, it will be your turn soon." ”

"Hmph, don't be crazy, stinky boy, there are times when you are ugly!" Yang Wan'er shouted inwardly.

At this time, the knife slave repaired the wound again, and the divine power drained most of her fat, and her skin hung loosely on the bone frame, and the image was extremely ugly.

She changed her previous style, walked over step by step steadily, and let Zhang Qingyang kill the rest of her accomplices in a row, and in the end, only she and the fist slave were left to echo each other.

At this time, both of them had expressions of facing a great enemy, and stopped twenty meters away from Zhang Qingyang.

The fist slave squatted down, plunged his feet into the ground, and slowly raised his backhand upward, letting out a low roar in his throat: "Get up!"

Bang!

The earth within a radius of 100 meters trembled in response, and the ripple-like shockwaves strangely gathered from the periphery to the middle, and finally converged into his body.

In Zhang Qingyang's perception, a huge force field was contracting wildly, transforming infinite earth qi into the power that the human body could carry, or forcibly compressing thousands of tons of sand and gravel.

The Fist Slave's body then swelled, soaring to a height of five meters in the blink of an eye, and its whole body was earthy yellow, like a delicate statue.

The surging power and the extremely compressed mass reshaped his body, becoming incomparably heavy, incomparably strong, and incomparably strong!

Yang Wan'er said loudly: "I see how you deal with the vajra body of the fist slave!"

Zhang Qingyang didn't have to think about it to know that this guy would definitely be difficult, and of course he wouldn't wait for him to finish it completely.

With a low shout, he dodged in front of the giant and stabbed his sword straight into his right eye.

Phew!

The rat bone sword screamed and retracted, but it only splashed a spark, and it didn't even pierce the opponent's eyelids!

"So hard!"

Zhang Qingyang saw that it was the divine power of the rat god that was doing the trick, but the strength was beyond expectations.

At this moment, the fist slave's head turned, and the giant eyes stared at him indifferently, and suddenly a head hammer struck.

Zhang Qingyang swung his sword and slashed, with a sky-shattering explosion, a yellow light swayed on the head of the boxer slave, and even people flew dozens of meters with their swords!

"Something is wrong, he turned himself into an artifact!"

In the flash of light, Zhang Qingyang realized what was going on.

This means that the boxer slave is very likely to give up his life completely and have to fight to the death. The rotten ship also has three catties of nails, not to mention that Zhang Qingyang cannot die with him.

The worshippers of the alien gods are really crazy!

His heart became colder and colder, his body landed steadily, put away the rat bone sword, and pulled out the soul killing spear.

The spear reappeared, turning into three meters long in a flash, and its sharp edge trembled slightly, letting out a howl that went straight to the heart.

Yang Wan'er saw it clearly, and immediately changed color, and shouted angrily: "Damn boy, where did you get so many good things?!, you two be careful......

Before the words fell, the knife slave had moved, slashed the round ghost head knife, and slashed out a cold light, slashing at Zhang Qingyang's back.

At the same time, the fist slave took a step forward, the earth trembled violently, and the shock wave instantly hit Zhang Qingyang's feet.

This place is their home field, Zhang Qingyang just wanted to dodge, the ground cracked, and a violent energy dragged him to the ground, wanting to drag him into the bottomless hole.

Even if he can't suck it in, at worst he can hold him back for a moment, which is enough for the sword slave's attack to succeed.

Zhang Qingyang sensed the malice of the rat god, the surrounding air was like a cage, and the whole land was against him.

There is no root under the feet, and the conventional force method fails!

But he no longer relied on the pedaling of his two feet at this time, and in the inner universe, the virtual true form instantly changed into a tyrant, synchronously raising a phantom on the surface of the body, fusing divine power to repel the Quartet, and getting rid of the trap in an instant.

The sword slave's eyes flickered, and he was stunned to see a true form of a tyrant more than ten meters tall, with a huge head facing the blade, and a roar shattered the sword.

The ensuing ghost-headed knives crashed into the surging True Form Cyclone, suddenly losing all their power and involuntarily pausing.

The sword slave knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly withdrew and retreated, where was it too late!

I saw Naha raise her forelimbs and slap her into the ground with one paw!

At this time, the fist slave also pounced in front of him, facing the true form that was even more burly than him, and slammed his fist indifferently.

The back of the overlord arched a thick carapace, and he took the heavy blow like a mountain, and thousands of tons vigorously dispersed half of the phantom, and Yu Wei was skillfully slowed down to the surrounding ground.

The earth trembled, forming a pit fifty meters in diameter!

Zhang Qingyang's figure reappeared, holding the spear tightly with both hands, and with the most stable and simple Zhongping spear, it was raised diagonally and pierced into the giant's chest.

The boxing slave's movements stopped abruptly, an indistinguishable expression of laughter and crying appeared on his face, and a strange cry of anger came out of his throat: "What kind of gun is this?!"

Zhang Qingyang shouted coldly: "Kill the divine spear, kill you demons!"

With that, his arms trembled, and he pulled out the spear.

The rat god roared unwillingly, and the body of the fist slave clicked with a loud bang, first dense spider-web-like cracks, and then the hula completely collapsed, turning into rubble all over the ground.

"Why bother. ”

Zhang Qingyang shook his head and turned to look back at the ancient castle.

Yang Wan'er's expression changed several times, and she snorted angrily: "You are lucky this time!"

With that, he turned and disappeared out of sight.

"Where are you going!"

Zhang Qingyang rushed to the ancient castle in a few flashes in a row, and when he saw that she was jumping into a hole in the middle, he chuckled: "You have the ability to chase it!"

The scene was all too familiar, and so was the things underfoot.

Zhang Qingyang raised his hand and blasted away, and the Qinglong fist power was emptied and made a thunderous roar, but when he was close to Yang Xuan'er's body, he was blocked by a sudden yellow light.

Although the strength of the fist instantly shattered the yellow light, and the strength swept away, Yang Xuan'er disappeared, and the big hole quickly wanted to shrink and close.

Zhang Qingyang rushed in without thinking, and found that it was the strange inner wall of the tree roots that he had seen before, but it was more stout, and the cavity space was more than ten meters in diameter.

Sensing him entering, the strange creature's contraction suddenly accelerated, and at the same time, countless spikes emerged, and the top burst out of the yellow light, staggering into a net, cutting and shooting.

Zhang Qingyang swung his spear and shattered dozens of blows, using the gun as a sword to perform the Bafang Wind and Rain Sword Style, swaying a shining light cluster with a diameter of ten meters, sweeping away the surrounding spikes, and then pushing forward strongly, rushing out of hundreds of meters in one go.

If you count the distance, you should have gone deep underground.

Yang Wan'er's angry scream came from the front, Zhang Qingyang chased straight over, and found that he entered a fork in the road, and that part of the cavity was suddenly closed at both ends, wrapping his body and moving at high speed, just a few breaths out of the distance.

Zhang Qingyang sensed that something was wrong, and burst out with a shot to shatter the cavity, and found that he was in an empty cave, surrounded by countless pairs of eyes lit up, and the cold killing machine rushed like a tide!

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