The black python was scattered, but the killing intent did not dissipate.

Not far away, that large area was already covered by endless black smoke.

The Blood Erosion Vine trapped in that area seemed to be solidified, and no matter how the Blood Erosion Vine King urged, it would not move at all.

"I have a spiritual root, I started cultivating at the age of one, I have already refined ten layers of qi at the age of ten, and I broke through the ladder of heaven at the age of twenty, and obtained the top-level law decision of the Nine Patterns of Killing Intent."

"Then I went to the world, where there is war, I will go, lonely on the battlefield for several years, fighting for several years, before I understand the artistic conception of soldiers."

"It's not me who restricts you now, but the war spirits on the ancient battlefield that have killed countless sins and are not reincarnated."

Yu Lin sneered, clenched his fist and waved down, and above the large black smoke, a rumbling war drum suddenly sounded.

The neighing of war horses, the fighting spirits of war, and the sound of weapons clashing are ethereal, but incomparably real.

"Ten thousand horses rush to kill."

The chaotic sound of fighting suddenly disappeared, leaving only the neat "click" sound of horses' hooves, which continued.

It was as if there were tens of millions of cavalry, riding war horses, charging and killing on the endless plains.

With the rhythm of the horse's hooves, the solidified black smoke suddenly boiled, and the rattans in the smoke turned into a large pool of powder as if they had been trampled and killed by countless people.

"My battle is not forged from minerals, but tens of thousands of war spirits mixed with my killing intent and solidified into shape."

"Normally, they were restrained by my killing intent and fell into a deep sleep, but now, I took a moment to wake them all up, and they are irritated and ready to vent!"

Feng Yunyun waved his hand lightly, and the churning black smoke turned into a trickle, flew into Yulin's palm, and changed into a huge battle again.

Although there is no difference on the surface, at a glance, the battle Ge actually gives people a feeling of coming to life, and the crazy battle intent is spreading and rolling, hovering around Yulin, which makes people tremble.

"Die under this trick, be proud, you're the first thing to get me to give it my all."

Nine killing patterns flew in the air, imprinted on the battle ge, and the killing intent was sprinkled one after another, turning into butterflies and taking off, gathering into a deep black hole.

A rotten dead air floated out of the hole, and at the same time, a huge war ghost suddenly appeared behind Yulin.

It was wearing iron armor, riding a war horse made of white bones, covered in blood, wrapped in a strong bloody aura, and a dead soul with a diameter of nearly twenty meters condensed by ten thousand souls in his hand, as powerful as a god of war.

In fact, it is.

The Ghost King of Wars, but in the world of death where the Styx River of Huangquan flows, the general who commands the soul of war is second only to the Ghost King of Warlord.

Jing Qing was surprised, she didn't expect that Yulin, a woman who seemed to have refined the way of melee combat, would have such a profound ghost technique, and even be able to drive away the ghost king.

The technique is yang, which drives the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of all things.

Ghost art is yin magic, subduing ghosts, communicating with the underworld, and walking at both ends of yin and yang life and death.

The ghost king of the war general, but the ghost of the Jindan period, even though it is hindered by Yulin's own cultivation and cannot exert his full strength, but the battle spirit in his hand can make up for this.

That is to say, this is a ghost general who can match Jin Dan.

Yulin's expression remained unchanged, his tone was dignified, and he commanded from above.

"With the military order, the war general ghost king, kill it."

The military order was like a mountain, the ghost king roared, and the sharp dead soul slashed through the huge body of the blood-eclipping vine king banyan tree.

Tens of millions of people died on the ancient battlefield, and the war spirits who did not enter the reincarnation were roaring, desperately exerting their not very powerful power.

Such a force is just a drop of water, so hundreds of millions of ways, under the leadership of the generals, gathered together, become a river, incomparably grand.

Under this powerful force, the body of the Blood Erosion Vine King, like a bubble, burst

"Got it? Hmph, the physical body is comparable to the Jindan period, and that's it. ”

Yulin's head was buzzing, and he stood in front of the giant tree that had been cut in two, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The power of hundreds of millions of battle spirits is indeed powerful, even if the killing dao she has comprehended is incomparably compatible with it, it is still an extremely difficult thing to control perfectly.

Yulin exerted this power, even if Jing Qing delayed the time in advance, he was well prepared.

But now, my body is still close to running out of oil, my spirit is exhausted, and I don't have the strength to stand.

However, she still stubbornly refused to fall, but struggled to straighten her back, revealing a proud look, looking up at her defeated men.

"He's really a proud guy, I can't figure it out, isn't this tiring?"

After swallowing two healing pills, Jing Qing, who was steady, sat on the ground with his butt and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

Coughing twice, spitting out the blood clots that had accumulated in his lungs, Jing Qing's left eye habitually opened, scanning the battlefield.

Suddenly, a gray shadow was seen emerging from the ground and shooting towards Yulin.

His pupils contracted suddenly, Jing Qing didn't have time to think more, and suddenly swung out a sword.

With an abrupt sword, in the blink of an eye, the slender and fierce sword qi had already grazed the gap between Yulin's legs and flew past.

Yulin's body stiffened, only to feel that his body had been drenched with a warm liquid, and lowered his head, only to see a broken branch the thickness of a little thumb writhing under his feet, letting out a painful scream, and the liquid similar to blood splashed in all directions.

A bloody shadow drifted into his left eye.

"This is? Could it be that this is the true essence of the Blood Eater Vine King. ”

"I didn't expect it to be so small, it seems that those vines and ancient trees are the outer shells of its condensation."

Yu Lin was stunned for a moment, and then figured it out, and was afraid for a while.

With such a small size, it is not difficult to find it when you are full of energy, even if you are attacked, the spiritual power in your body is enough to force it out.

However, at this time, once it succeeds, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Thank you, junior brother."

Thinking of this, she sincerely thanked Jing Qing.

"It should be."

Jing Qing calmly accepted Yulin's thanks, and then changed his words and said, "I wonder if Senior Sister still has energy?" The Blood Vine Fruit has now lost the nourishment of the Blood Erosion Vine King's body, so it is best to store it quickly, otherwise the essence in it will escape, and it will not be beautiful. ”

Yulin was stunned when he heard this, and then chuckled.

Condensing the residual spiritual power, it took out a box carved from purple spirit wood from the storage bag and handed it to Jing Qing: "The fruit will be picked by the junior brother, this box is carved from the roots of the spirit wood tree, and it is covered with blood swallow fluff, which can ensure that the essence of the blood vine fruit does not disperse." ”

"Senior sister is tired and wants to sleep for a while."

As soon as the words fell, Yulin closed his eyes and let out an even breathing sound, but the hand holding Zhan Ge did not let go, he still held it tightly, and the killing intent was permeated between his five fingers.

Even at this time, she is still using her own artistic conception to warm the killing weapon in her hand.

"There's no need to try so hard."

Sighing secretly, Jing Qing focused his gaze on the body of the Blood Eclipse Vine King that was split in two.

The golden fruit, still attached to the branches, seemed to be unwilling to be contaminated with the soil, radiating a golden light, floating in mid-air, very conspicuous.

Striding forward, Jing Qing swung down with a sword, separated the fruit from the branches and leaves, and carefully put it into the spirit return wooden box given by Yulin.

"This battle is finally over, and all that remains is to share the spoils."

"There is also the cultivation opportunity of Nayang Haiquan."

With a thought, Jing Qing walked to Yulin's side, sat down cross-legged, and began his daily meditation.

Even in this wilderness, he still insisted on practicing hard.

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