Again, the scene fell into a mysterious silence again, and almost everyone's heads were a little clouded, what had just happened?

With one knife, Ling Jiao only slashed down with a simple knife, tearing up a group of terrifying skeletons, which made the people who were preparing to fight hard very embarrassed, entangled and dazed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What kind of means is that? It's horrible.

Ling Jiao, who was in pretending to be forced mode, stood in front of the crowd, holding a big knife in both hands, looking at the evil demon opposite a little dissatisfied.

What, it's so powerful, I hung up with a knife, and I haven't tried my best.

"You ......" The ugly face of the evil demon on the other side twitched, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Am I mistaken? Those skeletons you refine yourself are parallel imports? Or was someone dropped?

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Ling Jiao shook his head, came to Bai Yang's side and whispered, "I think something is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Poplar was stunned, is there anything wrong with you solving the trouble with one sword?

Scratching his head, Ling Jiao said with a little uncertainty: "That's the case, you see, this is a monk of the Shinto True Human Realm, right?" ”

"Well, and then what?" Poplar nodded, what exactly are you going to say?

"So, it should be very powerful and super difficult to deal with, but it doesn't look good now" Ling Jiao was very entangled.

Poplar didn't understand, a little confused, and asked, "What do you want to express?" ”

"When I went down the mountain, the master told me that my strength was actually so-so, although it was the cultivation of the martial arts realm, but I couldn't tell anyone under the mountain could kill me, let me keep a low profile, but you see, the skeleton frame made by that Shinto real person is not strong at all, and these people around me seem to be very weak, what's going on?" Ling Jiao was entangled.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Yang understood, this guy's master is absolutely the kind of fierce man who is boundless, even he said that Ling Jiao's strength is so-so, and it is estimated that it is a kind of affirmation of Ling Jiao, so he let him go down the mountain.

The reason why it should be described as so-so, the absolute force is measured by his master with his own strength, can it be the same?

Speechless in his heart, Bai Yang felt that the so-so in his master's mouth, the ghost knew whether it was so-so in the realm of the Great Grandmaster or in the realm of the King of People, you are bullying people compared to these low-level people in the rivers and lakes, do you know?

Are you embarrassed?

I figured it out, Poplar didn't break it, in fact, the other party was like this, so as not to breed a proud mentality when he knew that he was actually very good, so that he kept this low-key mentality, and occasionally came to a fatal invisible pretending to feel hanging......

patted him on the shoulder, and Bai Yang sympathized: "To be honest, your strength is really so-so, don't believe it, I know a guy, he is also in the realm of martial arts, and I am afraid that a sword made of broken wood will be able to give you a dry down, so don't be arrogant, I'll tell you"

"Also, it's not that the Shinto demon is not clever, didn't you hear, the other party said that this is playing, since it is playing the other party, it is not serious, and it will be magnified in a while, you pay attention...... Well, that's about it, you know? ”

Listening to Bai Yang's words, Ling Jiao nodded thoughtfully: "I understand, fortunately you reminded me, otherwise I would underestimate the heroes of the world, if that's the case, I'm afraid I don't know how I died, and then where is the master of using wood tablets you said?" I'd like to talk to him when I get a chance."

"There's a chance," Poplar nodded earnestly, almost barely holding back his internal injuries.

After a few words of conversation, Ling Jiao turned around and continued to look at the Shinto demon over there, waiting for the other party's big move with a serious face.

There is no harm without contrast, he is self-righteous and low-key, but he forgets the feelings of the people around him......

The skeleton that the evil demon had finally refined was shattered, and the anger in his mood could be imagined.

Stunned for a moment, he reacted, stared at Ling Jiao and screamed: "Damn, damn it, you dare to destroy my treasure, I want to cut your body into thousands of pieces, and make your human skin into a lantern and hang it on the door!" ”

"Where's your ultimate? Is it a mouth cannon? Ling Jiao came to such a sentence without a head.

This sentence almost didn't cause a critical blow to the Shinto demon, and he regarded Ling Jiao's words as contempt and provocation, and immediately sneered: "You want to be fifty percent of you!" ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pressed down.

WhewW......

In an instant, the wind howled in this blocked area, and endless black qi appeared out of thin air, turning into sharp black edges, eerie and eerie, filling the entire heaven and earth.

"What the hell is this!"

"Ah, I ......"

In an instant, screams erupted.

The edge of the endless black mist swept the heavens and the earth, and the temperature dropped by dozens of degrees in an instant!

Those black rays slashed through people's bodies, chopping people's bodies like cutting tofu, and there was no blood flowing, but all the bodies that were chopped by the black rays turned into pitch-black ice mounds at the first time!

"Black Yin Knife, every time a person dies, he can collect his grievances and dead qi plus the qi of the earth yin to refine one, Lao Tzu is angry, let you guys taste the taste of a thousand knives, and the soul will be torn apart for you!"

The eerie edge swept the heavens and the earth, and the voice of the evil demon roared.

When these so-called Black Yin Swords filled the heavens and the earth for the first time, at least hundreds of people were torn apart, and their bodies turned into pitch-black ice mounds, which were extremely tragic.

People were already in danger, and they had always been on guard, and when these millions of black evil blades swept through, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless.

The so-called True Qi True Yuan couldn't resist this weird edge at all, and some people's True Qi was drumming up in vain to resist, but a black light flashed, and the True Qi did not fluctuate in the slightest, but the human body was strangely split into two halves!

In particular, many of them were martial artists who cultivated the true qi of the cold attribute, and when Heimang was present, the true qi on their bodies was polluted, turning into a part of Heimang and causing damage to themselves!

No one can stop it, and thousands of warriors are torn apart piece by piece!

There was sword qi and swords in the sky, but it had no impact on those black rays at all, and everyone was desperate......

The so-called Black Yin Knife is a technique that belongs to the Shinto monks, not an entity, between existence and non-existence, tangible but non-existent, the true qi and true element cultivated by martial artists is a release of energy methods, and it is a physical means, and of course physical means cannot affect these tangible and intangible existences!

"Hahaha, die, I originally wanted to play with you, but now I'm angry, I don't play, I'll die for me!" The evil demon roared.

In such a tragic scene, only three people were unharmed, namely Poplar Lingjiao and Huang Lao.

Huang Lao's face was horrified at this time, his face became more and more pale, his expression was very dazed, he was directly dumbfounded when he looked at the tragic pictures around him, they came to kill demons, but now it seems that they are here to die.

Countless people around him were dying tragically, but he didn't have a, and those terrible black rays magically disappeared after approaching him, which made him wonder what the situation was.

Despite this, he felt colder and colder, and although he didn't know what was going on, he knew that he might end up like everyone else in the near future.

Bai Yang really saw that the reason why Huang Lao was safe and sound under this endless black evil yin knife was actually because he had merit and Haoran righteousness to protect his body.

As a martial artist, he can't see it himself, but he has been doing good deeds all his life and has indeed been given this kind of thing by God, the Black Evil Yin Knife is a yin and evil method, and it is restrained by Haoran's righteousness and merit golden light, so it is strange that it can hurt him.

But he is not a Shinto monk, and he can't use these mighty righteous qi and merit golden light at all, so he can only be regarded as a passive skill, and he is rapidly consumed under the endless black evil yin sword.

Bai Yang estimated that in less than two minutes, the golden light of righteousness and merit that he had accumulated by doing a lifetime of good deeds would be consumed!

The reason why the other Ling Jiao was okay was not because he had the so-called merit golden light or Haoran righteous qi to protect his body, but because he was resisting the secret method.

Perhaps sensing the threat, he instinctively operated the True Yuan to resist, with a red glow rising on his body, and the air around him was distorted, as if it had turned into a furnace, and those terrifying Black Evil Yin Swords were resisted by the scorching True Yuan, unable to cause him harm.

At this time, Ling Jiao's face was shocked, and he was a little dazed, but he instinctively used his true yuan to resist, and he didn't know that Mao's own true yuan could resist these terrifying black evil qi.

He didn't understand it himself, but Poplar could see it really under his discerning eyes.

The ghost knows what kind of martial arts technique this Ling Jiao is practicing, and the operation of the true qi can actually communicate with the yang qi of heaven and earth surrounding him to resist the black evil yin sword, I am afraid that he himself does not know this, and it is also possible that his master is a pit goods, and he did not tell him that this kind of exercise has this kind of quality at all.

As for Bai Yang's fine hair, it's not because he uses the same Shinto spells to resist, as a Shinto monk from the wild road, he doesn't practice any spells at all.

The reason why it's okay is that it uses the power of the flame to resist, this kind of flame is fueled by spiritual power, not a spell but more fierce than a spell, in the words of the earthlings, this is called an ability, in the words of the Shinto monks in this world, this is a natural supernatural power, more powerful than the spell that has been cultivated so hard.

At this time, Poplar was a little embarrassed, although the ability flame was only a thin layer covering the surface of the body, but the temperature was high, so his clothes turned into fly ashes, and he could only cover the key position with his hands.

On him, only the space bag and two chains around his neck were not burned, and there was nothing else, and it became clean and slippery.

"The Shinto monk is really powerful, I really underestimated it" Ling Jiao said to himself in horror, and at this moment he completely agreed with Bai Yang's previous words that fooled him.

He didn't flinch, but instead looked at the Shinto monk who was looming in the endless black light over there and said in a deep voice, "Is this your ultimate move?" It's really strong, but I'm still going to compete with you! ”

As he spoke, he slowly raised the pitch-black straight-backed long knife in his hand.

He didn't care about the people around him who were dying tragically, and he just wanted to talk about it when he was provoked to fight......