At the moment of life and death, Sun Buji's Apocalypse Spirit operated wildly, and the Apocalypse blood in his whole body boiled instantly......

Sun Buji had raised his cultivation to the C-level realm in a short period of time after sacrificing the essence and blood of his old man, and at this moment he gathered all the spiritual power around his body to his back.

The pale yellow spiritual power turned into a layer of armor, desperately blocking the piercing of Yu Shi's claws.

"I can't do it!" Jampa Gyatso snorted coldly. Under the instruction of Qiangpa Gyatso, Yu Shi intensified his strength, and his domineering spiritual power condensed between the lion's claws, and with a crisp "crackling" sound, the layer of armor that Sun Buji had created after exhausting all his spiritual power suddenly shattered.

"The Demon of Thunder!" A clear sound sounded, and just when Sun Buer was on the front line of life and death, Han Xiang finally arrived.

Shrinking the ground into inches, Han Xiang took a step and was a hundred meters away. At this moment, Han Xiang was holding a peachwood sword, hunting in the wind, and he came from afar, like a fairy descending into the world.

With a light shout, dozens of Dao talisman yellow paper mixed with cinnabar and beast blood were thrown at Yu Shi like a sprinkle of flowers, and under the blessing of Han Xiang's Taoism, the talisman yellow paper exploded, and dozens of yellow papers were intertwined with each other, and the burst was densely packed with electric light......

Yu Shi was attacked by Han Xiang's Fulei, and his body was numb, and Sun Buer took the opportunity to bend down and burrow into the ground.

Although Yu Shi's claw just now did not pierce Sun Buer's chest, it also cut a hole in his back. Sun Buer, who escaped into the ground, looked in a trance, and was afraid in his heart, if Han Xiang was one step late, he would be killed at this time.

After drilling out of the ground, Sun Fuji looked at Han Xiang, who was sweating on his forehead, and stepped forward to stand side by side with him.

"I owe you my life!" Sun Buji said gratefully.

"Hehe, don't worry about this kind of thing. You're running so fast, though. ”

"If you run slowly, Tao Jie will suffer."

"B-level higher? Or is it the pinnacle of the B rank? Who is this monk? Han Xiang looked at the gloomy Qiangpa Gyatso in front of him, and frowned slightly.

"Jampa Gyatso, the outcast monk of Tantra, is a person on the list of people who are hunted down and killed in the spiritual world. Evil is full of evil, killing and not guilty. Sun Buer's tone was very heavy, "Although his cultivation is at the peak of the B rank, don't be careless." This man has a lot of means and a sinister mind. Especially that Gan giant, he has now incarnated into the Ancient Yu Lion, and it is not easy to deal with even if the demonization time is over. ”

"It's not easy for you to survive until now." Han Xiang raised the corners of his eyes and smiled bitterly at Sun Buer.

Sun Buji and Qiangpa Gyatso fought for less than ten minutes, but in these ten minutes, Qiangba Gyatso had forced Sun Buji to use the last hole card, and even made Sun Buji consume almost all of his spiritual power.

Knowing that Sun Buji must be very tired at this moment, Han Xiang stepped forward to protect him behind him and said, "You rest for a while!" ”

Sun Buji did not refuse, and immediately hid aside to deal with his injuries.

Yu Shi was extremely annoyed after being attacked by Han Xiang with Fulei, and at this time, he looked at Han Xiang and roared, and the sound swept away the sand, rocks, grass and trees on all sides.

Han Xiang, who was standing in front of Yu Shi, bore the brunt of the attack, and the huge sound shook him back several steps.

With a "boom", Yu Shi's huge body kicked on his hind feet and rushed towards the small Han Xiang like a cannonball.

"The heart of the Tao is immeasurable, and all things work together!" Han Xiang held a peachwood sword in one hand and a Dao talisman in the other, and shouted, "The charm of the ghost, the world!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the Dao talisman in his hand turned into a cloud of black mist out of thin air, and the peachwood sword in Han Xiang's hand pointed at Yu Shi, and the black mist suddenly floated towards Yu Shi.

With a hoarse howl, the black mist dissipated, and four ten-meter-tall ghosts appeared in the wilderness.

The ghosts, the ghosts, the dragons, and the ghosts all have hideous faces and weapons in their hands.

These powerful ghosts were free after being summoned from the underworld by Han Xiang, but they had to help Han Xiang accomplish one thing before that.

And what Han Xiang wanted them to do was to kill the Gan giant who turned into a lion in front of them.

This technique is a forbidden technique even in Han Xiang's division. Without him, it's just that this technique is too demonic. Just like the spell says, after the ghosts and spirits have completed what Han Xiang ordered, they will be truly free, and then they will be troubled by the world and leave a disaster.

What's even more demonic is that it's like a contract, and the caster can't kill the Spirits after they've done what they've told them to do.

Although the Yu Lion is powerful, the spirit, the charm, the dragon, and the spirit each have thaumaturgy, and they are still four against one, so it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

After successfully blocking Yu Shi, Han Xiang turned to look at Qiangpa Gyatso, who was not afraid to face Han Xiang, took out a long sword from the Buddha's eye sand, and looked at Han Xiang with a smile.

The long sword in Gyatso's hand was dark green all over, and from a distance, the hilt and blade seemed to be one.

Han Xiang's yin and yang eyes turned, his eyes were black and white, and when he looked at the long sword in Qiangpa Gyatso's hand again, he saw the clues. The dark green long sword in Qiangpa Gyatso's hand is the same as the brown peachwood sword in his hand, and it is also a spiritual treasure magic weapon, and the dark green long sword is made of the green wood fir that can only be found in the extreme cold and extreme shade of Tibet.

This plant, called Aoki fir, is rare in the world, and there are few records of it in the plant kingdom. In addition to its difficulty in growing and its peculiar texture like jade, it can also drive away evil spirits and avoid ghosts, and communicate with heaven and earth.

Just in terms of material comparison, the Aoki fir sword in Qiangpa Gyatso's hand is more than a step stronger than the thousand-year-old peach wood sword in Han Xiang's hand.

But then what's the matter, the magic weapon spirit treasure can't compare to you and crush it with spells! Han Xiang smiled confidently, and the peachwood sword in his hand danced and pointed at Qiangpa Gyatso.

A fight begins.

Jampa Gyatso recited an obscure incantation, and bit the tip of his index finger to write a strange tadpole-like sigil on the Aoki fir sword.

With a loud shout, the green light of the Aoki fir sword bloomed, and Qiangpa Gyatso held the sword and slapped it at Han Xiang in the air.

The green light broke away from the sword and formed a whirlwind as thin as a girl's waist, the speed of the whirlwind was not fast, but every meter of progress the whirlwind became an inch.

Although the whirlwind was constantly getting thinner, Han Xiang clearly felt that the spiritual power in the whirlwind was gradually increasing.

Fortunately, he also took sufficient measures to deal with it, holding the peachwood sword in his right hand and hanging it three inches in front of him, and at the same time pinching out a handprint with his left hand.

The whirlwind slowly advanced, and it was only a meter away from Han Xiang, and it was already as thick as a thumb.

At this moment, the speed of the whirlwind suddenly skyrocketed, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed towards Han Xiang from its original position, and the whirlwind also changed from the size of a thumb to the thickness of a cotton thread.

Han Xiang's heart moved, as expected, this whirlwind formed a huge destructive force through continuous compression, and because it was born through the Aoki Fir Sword, this whirlwind itself had a certain amount of spiritual wisdom.

No matter how much he escapes, this thin whirlwind will still follow his breath until he hangs himself.

With the destructive power of this whirlwind, even if it hits an iron wall, it will be cut in two by the former.

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