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With a roar, wisps of purple poisonous gas emanated from the shaman's body, and his skin began to turn dark purple, and the poisonous gas surrounded him with the true qi of his body, and even the ground became discolored. 35xs

"Little mink, fight quickly!" Fang Ling let out a deep sigh, and the Kun heavy knife slashed forward vertically, conjuring up a two-zhang long giant knife and slashing towards the Shaman Witch King.

The little mink commanded, jumped sensitively, its sharp claws hooked the wall, its body perpendicular to the wall, and spewed a seed towards the spirit-like golden stone beast.

The shaman witch king bowed sideways, and at the moment of avoiding the phantom of the giant knife, his toes touched the ground at once, and he quickly attacked Fang Ling, and halfway through, his left hand pushed forward, and roared: "Corpse poison - Naqi explosion!"

A pillar of light surrounded by poisonous gas erupted from the palm of his hand, striking towards Fang Ling.

Fang Ling has the technique of melting the sun and the moon in his body, and he is not afraid of poison, but the stronger the poison enters the body, the more the qi of heaven and earth is needed to dissolve it. Therefore, Fang Ling can avoid it, he dodged, and the corpse poison exploded and passed by, blowing a big hole in the wall.

At the same time, the Shaman Witch King had already pounced in front of him, raising the invincible golden knife and slashing wildly, and the body of the invincible golden knife was already wrapped with a stream of poisonous gas, like a poisonous snake sticking out its tongue and spitting out letters, which made people shudder.

Fang Ling raised his Kun heavy knife to block, and his left palm struck forward, and a palm thundered out.

The Shaman Witch King sideways his shoulder to avoid the thunder in his palm, suddenly opened his mouth and spit out, and a thick poisonous mist actually came out of his mouth.

This guy is just like the five poisonous toads, Fang Ling scolded secretly, there was no way to blow away the poisonous mist, and immediately transported the Thousand Feathers and Hundred Phantom Bodies, turned behind the Shaman Witch King, and pasted it with one palm.

It's just that the Shaman Witch King is not the likes of Wuri Tower, as soon as Fang Ling moved, he also spun around, but fell behind Fang Ling.

A bloody battle boiled over, the dungeon shook more violently, and every time there was a confrontation, the dungeon was one step closer to collapsing, the dust and mist filled the sky, the swords and lights danced wildly, and the mink and the golden stone beast were also indistinguishable. 35xs

The power of the spirit lies in the ability to control the surrounding objects, combine into a body, and resist the attack of the opponent, and the strength of the mink is not in itself, but in the rational use of various seeds, so to speak, both rely on foreign objects as strength. The two have their own advantages, and they are inseparable for a while, one by one the plants are thriving, the huge vines, and the bombardment of the popping fruit make the already crumbling dungeon even more vulnerable.

At this time, Tulan Motuo and the others had already fled to the outside of the Sun Hall above the underground palace, and made the news public, and the guards heard about the ambition of the shaman witch king, and they were shocked and angry, and expressed their loyalty, willing to protect the two inheritors with their lives, and at the same time, everyone was more concerned about the safety of Fang Ling.

The shaking of the dungeon also affected the Sun Temple, which vibrated strongly from time to time and caused the ground to collapse, as if two giants were fighting underground.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, so stunned that they didn't know how to express their feelings in words, although since entering the city, everyone has also experienced a few sinister levels, and fought with their lives, but compared to such movements, it is a small thing, and there is no comparison at all.

Although the eyes could not see the scene of Fang Ling fighting the Shaman Witch King, but the Shaman Witch King had the status of a god in the minds of everyone, and what kind of strength was needed to fight with the gods?

The rumbling sound sounded one after another, and the surrounding buildings of the Sun Hall finally couldn't withstand such an impact, and kept collapsing downward, Tulan Motuo and the others hurriedly fled outward, waiting for the end of the battle hundreds of feet away from the hall, Song Ying'er bit her lips tightly, her eyes didn't even dare to blink, she pressed her hands on her chest, and silently prayed for Fang Ling.

In the dungeon, the exit from the main room to the corridor has long since collapsed, and the stone walls in the main room have also been smashed down one by one, revealing the pedestal of the Sun Temple.

The body of the spirit is composed of gold and stone, although it is hard, but it is no match for the bombardment of various plants of the mink, broken and grouped, group and broken, in this way, the physical energy consumed is very large, as the fierce beast ranked 70 has always been in strength or can not be compared with the three-eyed arrow marten that has been in the road for three hundred years. 35xs

The Shaman Witch King and Fang Ling also staggered and separated after hundreds of moves, the Shaman Witch King gasped, his eyes were full of disbelief, he thought that after performing the ghoul poison skill, Fang Ling would definitely be poisoned to death, but he didn't expect that he actually had the ability to be invincible to a hundred poisons.

Fang Ling held the Kun Heavy Knife, also panting, on the surface it seemed that he was not affected by the poisonous gas, but in fact, in the battle, he inevitably inhaled a large amount of poisonous gas, consuming a lot of Heaven and Earth Qi, his physical fitness deteriorated again, and the Kun Heavy Knife became more and more bulky.

Fang Ling knew that time was running out, and this heavily injured body was afraid that it would not last long, and now if he wanted to kill the Shaman Witch King, he had to use one last trick - swallow the heavens and the earth!

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Ling raised his head and roared, and in a loud roar, the sun fire energy and the moon yin ice energy were stimulated at the same time, and his body instantly turned into a pool of boiling water, and the two forces were mixed together like never before, violently impacting, producing a stream of BG Huo's combined energy.

The muscles seemed to be torn apart, the bones seemed to be torn apart, the blood veins flowed backwards, the meridians were retrograde, and the unimaginable pain befell the body in an instant, and even Fang Ling's face was a little distorted.

Sensing that Fang Ling's strength continued to increase, and even reached a terrifying point, the Shaman Witch King secretly said that it was not good, he burst into a loud shout, and exerted the ghoul poison skill to the strongest realm, the invincible golden knife was wrapped in purple poisonous mist, turned into a poisonous knife, and smashed towards Fang Ling with incomparably strong power, and at the same time roared wildly: "Extremely vicious corpse poison - twelve percent strength!"

"Qi-Swallow-Heaven-Earth!" Fang Ling also roared, Kun Heavy Knife swung in, without any moves, without any tricks, it was just such a straight slash, but it contained thousands of changes, turning some moves into no moves, and there was no way to avoid it.

The two knives collided, and the boiling energy in Fang Ling's body finally found a breakthrough, surging away like a river into the sea, and in an instant, the shaman witch king's confident expression collapsed, because he felt like a small boat was caught in the sea, falling into an endless whirlpool, unable to extricate himself.

The body was shocked and killed under the divine power of swallowing heaven and earth, and then it was raised high, and the powerful shock wave surged in all directions, completely collapsing the Sun Hall above, the boulder fell, the golden pillar lay horizontally, and the Sun Hall that had stood majestically for thousands of years instantly collapsed and turned into a ruin.

The rumbling explosion shook the whole city violently, and when they saw the Sun Hall collapse, everyone exclaimed, and their faces turned into pig liver color, and they were frightened, is this still human power?

In addition to being frightened, everyone who felt that the surrounding people had returned to calm immediately came to their senses, and hurriedly ran towards the direction of the main hall.

Before coming to the main hall, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva one by one, so shocked that they couldn't say a word, just now they were shocked when they saw it from a distance, and now they walked closer to see it, and their hearts were more like being hit by a hammer, which was beyond words.

The tall Sun Hall was torn apart like a toy, all kinds of building components were thrown everywhere, and the stone roof of the underground palace below was also completely destroyed, revealing the wolf below, none of the golden centaurs were intact, they were smashed into a bad shape, there were vertical and horizontal cracks everywhere, and the big pits that were exploded, and none of the ground was intact.

Then, people saw several shamans and red witches who were pressed, the corpses of witches who fell to the ground, and the shaman witch king who was wrapped in a golden robe.

The shaman king leaned against a ruined wall of the dungeon, his eyes bulging wide, and his expression of astonishment hinted at the terrifying scene he had witnessed before he died, and the golden robe seemed to have been shattered by a huge force, like powder, and was scattered lightly by the wind.

Chahanhere jumped down first, boldly probing the shaman's veins and body, and was silent.

"Patriarch Chahan, is he dead?" Turanmoto hurriedly asked.

Chahan Helei smiled bitterly: "Dead, and it was shocked to death!"

"What?" everyone exclaimed in unison, if he was cut off his head, or stabbed to death, it was easy to accept, but this shock to death meant that Fang Ling's cultivation had reached such a terrifying realm, and looking at the expression of the Shaman Witch King, I don't know what terrifying power he saw before he died.

At this moment, a mink suddenly came into everyone's sight, and Song Ying'er was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "Little mink, where is Your Highness?"

The little mink made a gurgling sound, turned around and jumped towards the depths of the ruins, although everyone didn't know how this little mink would appear here, but when they heard Song Ying'er ask, they knew that this thing might know Fang Ling's whereabouts, and they jumped up and followed.

When everyone came to the end of the ruins, they finally found Fang Ling's traces, he fell to the ground in a large shape, his body was stained with blood, and the Kun heavy knife and the invincible golden knife fell not far away.

"Your Highness!" Song Ying'er exclaimed, hurriedly jumped over, stretched out her hand to probe Fang Ling's veins, and said happily: "Your Highness is still alive!"

Tulan Motuo and the others immediately cheered, and Chahan Helei took out a pill and handed it over: "Miss Song, this is the healing secret medicine that our Chahan clan has passed down from generation to generation, and if you take one, it will be enough to protect Your Highness's life." ”

Song Ying'er took it gratefully, and fed it to Fang Ling with water, Tulan Motuo let out a long sigh of relief, and said to Turansai Khan: "Cousin, it seems that this invincible golden sword battle is going to be rescheduled. ”

Turansai Khan snorted heavily, and suddenly felt disheartened, Turanmotuo had the help of a super master like Fang Ling, but he was afraid that this invincible golden knife would not fall into his hands, and because of the Shaman Witch King, he still owed Fang Ling a life.

Chahan Helei picked up the invincible golden knife, smiled and handed it to the guard's hand, and then went to take the kun heavy knife casually, held the handle of the knife and pulled it, and suddenly found that this thing was sinking like words.