Song Ziyang has fought so far, at least hundreds of spirit runes have been cast, nearly ten yin and yang secret techniques, and the power of yin and yang in the spirit lake has finally been exhausted, and there is no trickle left.

Fortunately, his Spirit Lake is extremely huge, far beyond ordinary people, otherwise it would not have been able to support it until now.

A knife fell in front of him, and the cold edge emitted by the blade had even split his hair.

The demonic monk with the knife had a hideous face, and his blood-red eyes were clearly full of crazy killing intent.

With this slash, he used all the strength of his body, and the violent demonic qi was tumbling, full of joy.

"Roar!"

At this moment, he roared angrily, and without hesitation, he cast the secret technique of burning blood, burning essence blood.

A blood-colored flame rose all over his body, his momentum did not fall but rose, and his strong fighting intent rose into the sky, and his heart moved, and the power of yin and yang generated by burning essence and blood erupted wildly.

The yin-yang mirror suspended above his head seemed to possess the incomparable spirituality of the owner, always blooming with golden light, enveloping him.

In the sacred mountain under his feet, a thick black aura surged up, enveloping him.

Then, in an instant, a shield as black as ink formed in front of him.

Yin and Yang Secret Technique, Thick Earth Shield!

Zheng!

The broadsword, wrapped in infinite momentum, slashed at the black giant shield, making a huge golden resonance sound.

The voice is sharp and harsh.

The thick earth shield formed by the essence of this sacred mountain was cut out of a crack.

Song Ziyang's body took a few steps back, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But the blood, the moment it appeared, burned silently.

He only felt that his internal organs seemed to be burning, and the hot pain swam in his chest.

The huge force of the shock also made the sword-wielding demon monk take a step back.

The tiger's mouth cracked, and gray-brown blood flowed out.

But then, he pounced without hesitation and slashed again.

There was no pain on his face, only madness and murderous intent.

Song Ziyang looked at him coldly, pursed his lips, showing a touch of arc, let the knife fall on the thick earth shield again, felt out a spirit rune in his right hand, and quickly recited the charm in his heart.

The golden light fell on the spell, and the word "sacred" flew and blended in.

An arm-thick arrow of ice was formed, which he held in his right hand and thrust into the heart of the demonic monk.

Fourth-level spirit rune, Ice Grip!

The two sides are too close.

Almost to the point where the face is close to the face.

The demon monk had no time to dodge at all, and the long knife in his hand slashed with all his might, as if he was going to die with Song Ziyang.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The shield of the earth was shattered with a single sword.

Exploded.

The ice arrows also exploded under the control of Song Ziyang's divine thoughts.

Two huge roars, almost at the same moment.

A terrifying hole was blown out of the chest of this demon monk, his heart was shattered, his chest cavity was empty, and he could see the scenery behind him.

Bang dang.

The long knife in his hand fell to the ground, and he fell to the sky.

Soon he convulsed and lost his voice.

A wisp of pure demonic energy, carrying his divine soul and flesh essence, flew upward, and soon disappeared into the sky, disappearing without a trace.

Every demon monk who dies has such a strange situation happens.

Song Ziyang saw this scene again, but he didn't have the slightest joy.

In the center of the bombing, his body was also blown away, and the flesh and blood of his entire right arm were blurred, and in some places even bones were exposed.

Especially in the palm of the hand, it is almost impossible to see the original appearance, only the phalanges are hanging down, and the flesh and blood are gone.

At this moment, he was also ruthless, and he broke out directly holding the ice arrow.

Poof.

His body fell on the spirit grass seven or eight feet away, and the bones of his whole body were smashed as if they were falling apart.

At this time, the monk who had fallen into the demon was about to be killed by him, and the last two.

There were nine people in total, and with his powerful divine soul and the power of yin and yang, he killed seven of them alive!

This achievement, if it is placed in Qingzhou, will shock every monk.

One severed his arms and performed a secret spell, and the other carried a giant hammer.

These demonic monks, after their bodies are transformed into demon bodies, their strength is amazing, and their speed and explosiveness are far beyond the past, so when choosing magic weapons, most of them choose heavy weapons, and among these nine people, three of them use giant hammers as magic weapons.

The guy who cut off his arms, after the secret technique was cast, basically lost his combat effectiveness, sat cross-legged on the ground, drove the demonic energy, restored his vitality, and at the same time stimulated the potential of his body to give birth to new arms.

The regeneration of severed limbs is also one of the characteristics of the Enchanted Monk.

And the other demon monk who was carrying a giant hammer was entangled by Li Shaobai and failed to attack and kill Song Ziyang.

After Song Ziyang lured all the monks away, Li Shaobai and Suo both collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

But soon, Li Shaobai saw Song Ziyang's danger.

Where did he dare to recover with peace of mind, and after directly touching out a handful of spirit pills and stuffing them into his mouth, he desperately ran the exercises.

When the power of the divine soul and yin and yang recovered slightly, he did not hesitate to shake the goose feather fan in his hand and fan out a yin wind.

The wind howled past the monk with the hammer, trapping him in place like a chain.

Immediately afterward, he released the two Yin Ghosts he had raised, and harassed him as much as he could.

In the face of ordinary people, the power of this yin ghost possession is extremely strong, devouring the soul alive and sucking blood, but in the face of the monk who has entered the demon, this yin ghost is not caught.

Especially after transforming into a demon body, the bodies of these monks are filled with a strong demonic energy, and if they dare to suck it, they will be directly attacked and killed by the demonic energy.

Right now, his body is extremely weak, and the secret technique with great lethality, even if he burns his essence blood, he can't use it at all.

In desperation, he could only desperately entangle him and prevent him from besieging Song Ziyang.

This is indeed at this moment, giving Song Ziyang a chance to breathe.

Song Ziyang's eyes were extremely bright.

After a little respite, he got up from the ground, his essence and blood continued to burn, and his momentum was still climbing up crazily.

And the large and small injuries on his body were also stimulated by the burning essence blood, spurting blood outward, like a bloody man.

The speed at which the essence blood burned could barely keep up with the speed at which his blood was sprayed.

"Whew!"

He turned his head to look at the demon monk who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and let out a soft snort, leaving only the index and middle finger phalanxes of his right hand, which were skeleton-like bones, and a spirit rune was clamped.

Second-level spirit rune, golden armor rune!

This golden armor talisman is now unleashed in his hand, and it can almost be truly instantaneous.

In the golden light bath, the moment the golden armor talisman appeared, it burned out silently.

Then, above the head of this demon monk, a Jin family god general wearing armor was offered, holding a nine-ring machete in his hand, let out a loud roar, and slashed down.

This son's shoulder-length broken arms actually began to grow slowly under the stimulation of the rich demonic qi.

First the bones were born, and then the demonic qi turned into flesh and blood......

He may have thought that under the siege of his companions, Song Ziyang would definitely die, so all his attention was on stimulating his new arms, and he had no defense against Song Ziyang.

Then, the Golden Armor God slashed the nine-ring machete in his hand into his neck.

Swish!

Sou......

A big head flew up.

This guy was directly beheaded.

After the golden armor talisman was released, Song Ziyang stopped looking at him and turned to look at the last person.

"Die!"

His eyes bloomed, and he roared angrily, condensing all the power of yin and yang, and pouring it into the spirit rune in his hand.

Fourth-level spirit rune, electric soul gun!