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At this moment, a clear voice was heard in the distant sky.

"The long wind steps on the autumn moon, blowing tens of thousands of miles through the cold door. The remnant frost dyes the silver festival, and a sword Ling Xian slashes the rainbow! ”

The voice was inaudible at first, but in an instant, it was clear to the ears, echoing in the valley that seemed empty because of the presence of the black dragon. Suddenly looking up, I saw a black dot coming in the distance, and in a few seconds, it had stopped in the sky above the valley. The person who came was the inner disciple of the Shushan Immortal Sect who appeared in the Shanshui City, Han Ling Immortal. With a purple lightsaber at his feet, he stood proudly in mid-air with his hands behind his back. Dressed in a long shirt as white as snow, his clothes fluttered in the wind, with his chic and flowing long hair, and his eyes as bright as stars and moons,

It's like a fairy descending to earth.

Black Fly raised his head and let out a threatening snarl at him, although it was not clear how the little human had made it to the sky, but Black Fox did not feel the slightest threat to him from him.

Glancing coldly at the black dragon below, Han Ling Immortal said proudly: "Little dragon belonging, dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat!" ”

Hei Qian couldn't understand the other party's words, but Han Ling Xian's attitude could be felt, he raised his body, Hei Qiu stood up suddenly, and his body dozens of meters long pounced on Han Ling Xian in mid-air.

"Presumptuous!" Han Ling Xian raised his eyebrows, waved his right hand, and a stream of light shot out from his cuffs, heading straight for the black man.

The creature instinct caused its body to writhe to the ground, and the streamer grazed its body, only to hear a crackling explosion, and the scales of the black slash were swept by the streamer, and they shattered into dust in the sky. The huge body retracted like a spring, and quickly coiled into a defensive formation, Hei Qiu looked at his body, and saw that the strong body that was difficult for the sixth-level soul battle king to leave scars was pulled out of a long wound, and the bones were visible. The wound was covered with the marks of the black flames,

There was a smell of burning. The streamer drew a red arc in mid-air, flew back to Han Ling Immortal's side, and quietly hovered half a meter beside him. It turned out that this spiritual light was an awl the length of a palm, and its whole body was red, as if it had an extremely high temperature, and even the air next to it was distorted and transformed

Swaying shadows.

"It's not slow." Han Ling Immortal raised his neck slightly, "Being able to dodge my flame cone can be regarded as a relatively powerful existence among the seventh-level soul beasts, although it is a low-level dragon, it also has a bit of a background." ”

No matter what the other party said, the small awl was incomparably sharp, and the terrifying heat contained on it could not even resist his scale armor. A fierce light flashed in his blood-colored eyes, and the black man raised his head, and in an instant, dark clouds filled the sky. "Talented? A little water control method, dare to show off in front of this seat! Han Lingxian disdainfully threw out a small bell, this bell was suspended in mid-air, shook gently, there was no sound, but there seemed to be an invisible force field spreading out. The black slam was hit hard, and his head jerked back

, the whole body turned to the ground. As it went limp, the dark clouds that had gathered on Han Ling Immortal's head quickly dispersed, revealing the bright sky again.

A chill flashed in the black man's heart, this opponent looked so fragile, but for some reason suppressed it everywhere, probably because he felt that his chances of winning if he continued to fight, the black man's body shrank, and the power that was so strong that he could collapse the mountain peak was instantly accumulated, and he was about to rush out of the valley and escape.

"Want to go? Dream! "Han Ling Immortal seemed to have an endless magic weapon, he threw out four long needles, these long needles were as fast as the wind, scattered in four directions, and were inserted into the land beside Hei Qiu." Lock the dragon array, up! Han Lingxian gave an order, and the electric light shot out from the long needles, connecting them to the other long needles, forming a boxy electric light fence, and as soon as the black dragon's body moved, a powerful electric current rushed out like a wave, enveloping it overwhelmingly. this

The current is many times more powerful than the fist on Lei Xianzu, and the black qi is also writhing painfully under the attack of the current, and the more it twists, the more powerful the current becomes. Stimulated by a strong electric current, the black schill is like a loach being fried in an oil pan, and its body is twisted desperately into a ball, trying to resist the invasion of electricity. It wasn't stupid, it knew that the electricity was coming from the four long needles, so it kept trying to get close to the long needles and destroy them, but every time

As soon as you get closer, the current will increase several times, and there seems to be an infinite amount of electricity in the small long needle.

Hei Qiu stared at the Han Ling Immortal in the sky furiously, he opened his mouth several times, wanting to spray out Neidan and blast it down, but in the red cocoon in his abdomen, no matter how much Naidan rushed left and right, he could not break through the shackles of the blood-colored silk thread.

Finally, Black False decided to make a last ditch effort, because he knew that if he continued like this, he would be consumed first. Resisting the severe pain and paralyzing sensation brought by the electricity, it struggled to muster up its strength and slammed into the Han Ling Immortal in the sky.

"Death to the beasts!" Han Ling Immortal seemed to have known that Hei Qi would have such a fight, and seeing Hei Qi rushing towards him, his body suddenly flew upwards violently, as if he had been ejected by something. The finger of his right hand is a sword, pointing in the direction of the black sword.

"Zixia Sword, slash!"

The flying sword under his feet was under his command, the sword light was magnificent, the blue-purple light shone in the sky, and the sword light several meters long ran down, as fast as lightning, as fast as a streamer, and shot straight into the black sky. The latter opened its bloody mouth and came at it in a violent hedge. Hela! There was a tooth-aching tearing sound, and the blue-purple lightsaber collided with the black slash like a toothpick facing a train. What was shocking was that the black dragon's indestructible body was completely vulnerable in front of the sword light, and the lightsaber went down its throat

, cut the black slash in half!

The black man kept sprinting upward, and the bottom half of his body was completely dissected, and scarlet blood rained down from the sky, staining the entire ground red.

A hint of unwillingness, a hint of anger flashed in its blood-red eyes, and finally dimmed.

Rumble! The huge body of the black man slammed into the ground, shaking the mountains for a while. The lightsaber flew back into the air with a swish, and Han Ling Immortal landed steadily on the lightsaber, and the snow-white robe was not even stained with half a cent of dust.

That black qiu, who was so powerful that the three-city coalition army felt desperate, was killed by Han Ling Immortal with a sword! Its body, its strength, its speed, its innate supernatural powers, it was like a joke in front of Han Ling Immortal! This is the strength of the Shushan Immortal Sect, the inner disciple!