Kill!

In a trance, countless armored people, holding their blades high, turned into a torrent of steel, a black flag, hunting, emitting red light and shadow, like a dragon like a wave, roaring endlessly!

Cavalry, infantry, chariots, archers, bed crossbows, stone throwers, all kinds of troops, the killing spirit rushed through the sky, drowning everything in its path, all those who stood in their way, whether they were people, gods and ghosts, were torn to pieces!

"Ah......h

Wu Ming screamed miserably, looking at the bloody wound on his arm, the bones were deep visible, and the blood did not stop.

His intuition told him that it was fake, but subconsciously, it felt extremely real, because it was a power that acted on the soul!

Big Dream Dragon Slayer!

Since learning about this secret technique, Wu Ming has figured out what is amazing about this technique more than once, but looking through various miscellaneous history books, even Jia Zhengjing has not said the details, and even Ku Ye can't tell why.

I only know that the Chinese practitioner will die and have no life!

This technique is up to nine days, down to nine shadows, once slashed the heavenly demon, and killed the dragon!

Puff puff!

The entrance of the sharp blade, such as defeating Ge, has stabbed the sharp blade into the enemy's body countless times, Wu Ming is too familiar with it, but he never thought that he would have such a day, and it is ten thousand people.

This terrible secret technique, which appeared without warning, could not be prevented, completely ignored any protection, contrary to common sense!

"Humph!"

But Wu Ming has endured the pain of soul splitting several times, and has been suppressed and sharpened by Cangyue's will before, and has been in the battle of life and death for a long time, with a strong will, which is rare in the world, and he stares at it with severe pain.

I saw countless soldiers passing by, although they shouted to kill the earth-shattering, but all of them had some familiar and unfamiliar faces, and they were all enemies who had died at his hands.

"A group of dead ghosts, dare to rebel against the sky, so that you can't even be ghosts!"

Wu Ming roared angrily, and the pale golden light and shadow around him flickered, stirring up a long roar like a dragon's groan, turning into an invisible wave and impacting outward.

Airplanes!

The strange thing is that in the next moment, countless inexplicable gray streamers flashed out of thin air, enveloping the whole body like a big net, oppressing the pale golden light and shadow back, not only that, but also a terrifying corrosive force, which made Wu Ming feel like he had suffered a thousand knives and was in great pain.

"It's ...... Resentment!"

Wu Ming clearly felt that the coldness, unwillingness, and resentment emanating from the gray streamer were just like the hideous looks that flashed on the faces of the phantom soldiers who rushed over one by one.

This force not only made him fall into an ice cellar, but also directly acted on his spirit, and all kinds of negative emotions of helplessness and loneliness followed, tempting him to sink into it and give up resistance.

Compared with Cangyue's domineering will, this force is even more weird and difficult, specifically starting from the weakness of people's hearts, as long as there is a little flaw, it will be exploited, and it may even induce demons.

Fortunately, Wu Ming's heart was as strong as a barrier, even though he was in great pain and dangerous, he still stuck to his heart and looked for a way to break the enemy.

But there are too many enemies, overwhelming, even if you forcibly kill a few, the ones behind will still swarm, and the terrible thing is that they are endless, and they can even come back from the dead!

"The Great Dream Dragon Slaying Technique, the Founding Battle Banner of the Middle Tang Dynasty!"

Wu Ming finally recognized the word 'Tang' looming on the black flag, and his expression instantly turned hideous.

The Great Dream Dragon Slaying Technique alone is terrifying enough, and it also uses this battle flag as the foundation to attract thousands of battle spirits, no wonder it has such terrifying power!

For a while, Wu Ming, who was under attack, had a killing intent against Yu Chishang!

Without it, he broke his promise twice and gained weight, which had completely exhausted his already small patience!

Whoa!

As the scars on Wu Ming's body became lighter and lighter, the gray streamer became more and more condensed, and suddenly turned into an iron chain, penetrating Wu Ming's whole body, and constantly swimming, every time he vibrate, he would take away a large piece of flesh and blood, and gradually, Wu Ming became a bloody man, and he could see the raw white bones with blood sticks everywhere.

No matter what moves he uses, it won't help to apply what he has learned in life to the extreme!

"I am the descendant of the dragon, Huaxia Wu Ming, how can you be bullied by this group of flies and dogs?"

Wu Ming laughed angrily, stomped his foot violently, his figure swelled, the golden light was shining, and the law of the Ming King suddenly appeared, his eight arms danced wildly, and the torn gray resentment chain rattled, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.

Countless armors were shattered by its furious power, and a large clearing appeared, and no ghost could get close!

"Kill!"

But the secret technique has not been broken, the battle spirit is immortal, swarming up, biting the Ming King's law, piled up into a mountain, no matter how the Ming King's law is struggling, how many war spirits are killed, still can't get out of the predicament.

Gradually, the Ming Wang's law was broken, his arms were torn off one by one, countless war spirits devoured and bitten, and the legs were dragged and the chains were pulled and the roar was endless, which actually fixed the Ming Wang's law in place.

"Slash!"

In the howling wind, the battle flag hunted and hunted, and suddenly turned into a black ghost-headed knife, which fell from the sky, as if a knife had broken the heavens and the earth.

Under the heavy pressure, thousands of battle spirits bowed, and everything seemed to stand still!

"Kill!"

King Ming looked up to the sky and roared angrily, struggling hard, but he couldn't even get rid of the battle soul lock, it seemed that everything was doomed!

Airplanes!

One knife is cut off, the head of the law phase is broken, and the sword is cut in two, and it is completed like a flowing cloud!

Boom!

The Ming Wangfa suddenly exploded, turning into countless golden rays of light, illuminating the entire battlefield, and the complete battle spirit was beaten into a sieve, wailing and drifting away, but there was no intention to spread all over the world as soon as possible.

Wouldn't it be nice to get revenge?

The ripples on the ghost head knife are stirring, and the shadow of the battle flag reappears, and it seems that after killing the target, it is about to recover its body!

Roar!

At this moment, the dragon roared and shook the sky, and the scattered golden light shrank violently into a ball, shining like the sun on this alien space, making all the shadows disappear, and thousands of war spirits turned into nothingness before they even had time to scream!

Airplanes!

The ghost head knife suddenly shook, as if shocked, and in an instant, the ripples were restored, and it re-condensed into the size of ten thousand zhang, and the tip of the knife was raised upward, pointing obliquely at the sky, as if it would be cut off in the next moment.

Roar!

The dragon roared angrily, the heavens and the earth shook, and a little sharpness protruded from the golden light cluster, with an endless edge, magnified countless times in the blink of an eye, as if there was only this edge left in the world.

Buzz!

The ghost head knife buzzed down, and the endless gray mist between heaven and earth condensed, turning into runes and merging into the blade body, and if you looked closely, it was a hideous and wailing face, which was the countless strong enemies that Wu Ming had killed.

Boom!

But this time, the Ghost Head Knife did not slash the golden light cluster, but was forcibly pinched by a huge canopy, covering the sky and the sun from a huge canopy poking out of the light cluster.

Crunch!

In the piercing roar, the starlight that was sharp as the sharp edge of the five claws of the divine weapon exploded, and the runes made of countless hideous ghost faces collapsed, and as the ghost head knife was forced into the air, an old tree root was as thick as a root, covered with solid as gold and iron, and a majestic and noble arm poked out from the golden light.

Immediately afterwards, it is a half-cut body, winding like a river, the back of the cloud temples like a white cloud dog, the clouds and mist under the suit are like mountains and rivers, the scales of the treasure armor are like a star bucket, and it is a five-clawed golden dragon!

Roar!

The five-clawed golden dragon roared angrily in the sky, and the golden light suddenly condensed like a big sun, floating under the dragon's whiskers, shining brightly, sweeping away the filth of the world.

Roar!

The ghost head knife seemed to feel the provocation, trembling wildly, emitting a golden iron clanging sound, as piercing as the wail of hell's ghosts, snatching people's hearts, and the hideous ghost head at the end of the handle of the knife seemed to have survived, and it exploded into a black and gray mist.

Roar!

The five-clawed golden dragon meandered upward, grabbed the ghost head knife and rushed into the air, tearing wildly, in the black mist, and the legendary dragon saw the head but did not see the tail!

Under the glue between the golden light and the black mist, it made a terrible sneering sound, as if ice suddenly fell into the boiling oil of a blazing fire, and with the endless gray air flow between heaven and earth, the black mist became more and more condensed, and it turned into a hideous bull-headed demon with two horns on its head!

"Kill!"

The bull-headed demon held the ghost head knife with both hands, and really fought with the golden dragon like a living thing, and the battle between the two behemoths set off monstrous waves, and the entire space that shook buzzed, and even layers of invisible ripples appeared, as if they couldn't bear it, and they were about to collapse!

In a short moment, there was nothing else in the space, only two behemoths were left entangled together.

Sometimes the evil ghost punches and kicks, draws the knife and slashes, sometimes the golden dragon claws kill, the dragon's tail sweeps, and the sky is dark.

One occupies the home field, thanks to the support of his own iron will, and the other relies on secret techniques and heavy treasures to hook up the world and Wu Ming's causal grievances.

Gradually, the golden light around the golden dragon dimmed, thousands of dragon scales fell like stars, and the breath fell again and again; the bull-headed demon could no longer absorb resentment from heaven and earth, and the black mist was pierced by the golden light, becoming more and more ethereal, and he was even more powerless when wielding the ghost's head knife.

The most obvious thing is that the original ghost head knife of 10,000 zhang size has only 1,000 zhang left, and it is as soft as a strip of cloth, as if it will turn into the battle flag itself at any time.

"Kill!"

The bull-headed demon seemed to know that there was no way to go on like this, so he violently converged all the black mist, instantly shrunk to the size of a hundred zhang, and re-condensed like an entity, and shook off the ghost-headed knife.

Roar!

The golden dragon hovered in mid-air, roaring angrily in the sky, spitting golden light downward, and the dragon ball under its jaw like the sun flickered into it, and with a rumbling sound, it turned into a golden lightning, like the spear of the god of thunder, across the sky.

Boom!

The knife and spear intersected, the heaven and earth shook greatly, the dazzling eyes were magnificent, the ghost head knife screamed, and the inch was broken, turning into the original shape of the battle flag, and the soft was hit by the golden thunder spear and fell, and it was scattered with a bang.

Roar!

The bull-headed demon roared like thunder, raised his arms to block, but was instantly pierced by the thunder spear, his arms suddenly turned into nothingness, and then his chest, for a while, endless thunder was raging, entangled the whole body of the evil ghost, as if turning into a big net.

Boom!

In the end, the evil ghost exploded into a black mist, and could no longer withstand the impact of thunder, and roared into the sky, and an invisible crack appeared in the sky above the sky at some point.

Roar!

The golden dragon did not give up, pounced violently, biting this black mist, swallowing it into its belly little by little, the golden light bloomed, shining on the world, and endless cracks emerged layer upon layer.

The bizarre space is like a space composed of countless mirrors, as the golden dragon continues to shrink, it finally turns into a human heart, and then breaks and collapses inch by inch!