Chapter 377: Yin and Ghost Appearance

It was cold and black.

Jun Yi stood indifferently, his ruthless eyes, like the treachery of the Nine Hells, examining his prey.

The sea of blood boiling around the Angry Blood Tyrant suddenly overflowed with bursts of coldness as it was covered by the black lines on his body, and it was indifferent and ruthless, almost freezing people's souls.

There was a strange smile on that face, which was creepy.

In an instant, the cave was silent, and even the three killings of Hushuo were slowed down.

"This..."

Hu Shuo's face changed, and the killing intent in his eyes was even worse, he actually felt a touch of danger from Jun Yi, but after a quick turn, this feeling was snuffed out by him.

With a sword of the king rank, the claws of the demon tiger beast were torn, and he carried a full blow, which would never be a powerful force that a martial artist in the early stage of martial arts could resist, and he had absolute confidence in this.

It's just that Han Feng cut through the tide and forced Jun Yi in front of him, but he saw that his eyes moved, and the pitch-black phantom behind him actually stretched out a hand in vain, wanting to block the sword power.

"Look for death!"

Seeing this, Hu Shuo's face was filled with coldness, and Wang Jie's sword power actually grabbed it with his hands, which was ridiculous.

The sword was sharp and sharp, and it slashed at the big hand of the pitch-black fate, and cut it directly into the palm, as if it was going to split it in two and cut off the trick hand with the pitch-black fate.

But the next moment, the smile on Hu Shuo's face stiffened, and he saw Han Feng piercing his palm, but he couldn't move an inch.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the terrifying Wei Sen erupted from the pitch-black figure, and the cold bloodthirsty aura turned out to be a manifestation of a killing frenzy, and endless black mist swept through the sky, and there seemed to be a hideous creature howling in it.

Jun Yi raised his eyes, staring at the demon tiger with his claws raised, his dark eyes were full of coldness, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "Fate is in harmony with the ghost tomb, ten thousand souls are sinful, tear it apart..."

"Shadow and ghost!"

"Kill!"

A word of cold, the Yin and Ghost Appearance of Hejun Yi's body manifestation, roared in his mouth, and the treacherous and cold wave gushed out, and in an instant, it was directly approaching the demon tiger, ignoring the injury in his palm, and meeting the claws of the beast, but it was to shatter it alive.

"Roar!"

Seeing this, the Demon Tiger roared angrily, opened its bloody mouth and barred its sharp fangs and bit away.

"Bang!"

But the Yin Ghost stretched out his big hand, but it was directly pressed on his jaw, and then he used force and lifted it fiercely, and the sharp fangs directly pierced the demon tiger's bloody mouth.

Ignoring the roar of the demon tiger, the Yin and Ghost Phases grabbed its bloody mouth with one hand, and the big palm of the other hand fell, directly bombarding the top of its head, and a black mist of the ghost forest gushed out.

"Click, click..."

In an instant, the demon tiger's body shook like a snake, and from head to tail, it made a creepy cracking sound.

"Hmm..."

Hu Shuo's chest sank, as if there was a backlash of blood, his eyes condensed, looking at this scene in disbelief, the fate of the peak realm of martial arts was actually vulnerable in front of him.

"Tread..."

At this time, Jun Yi stepped forward, did not retreat, and his body flashed out, approaching Hu Shuo, with a fierce look, Sen Han's conspiracy seemed to be a vicious ghost: "The peak of martial arts?"

"But that's it!"

Jun Yi clenched his fists in his big hands, and his body rose sideways with the giant fist, and the black mist of the large ghost forest gathered into his fists, emitting bursts of icy frenzy, and blasted straight towards Hu Shuo's head.

Seeing this, Hu Shuo didn't care about the stuffy backblood in his chest, and subconsciously raised his fist to meet the attack, even if he was in a hurry, the fist power at the peak of the martial arts was not an ordinary martial artist's competition.

"Fallen Killing Fist!"

The voice was low and ruthless, and Jun Yi's terrifying fist actually distorted the aura of the cave.

"Click..."

When the fist touched, Hu Shuo's face changed suddenly, but he was greeted by the sound of broken bones, only to feel that there were thousands of Sen Han ignoring the power of the fist and directly hitting his bones.

The roar of the dark frenzy directly crushed Hu Shuo's fist, and then slammed it into his head.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the skull shattered, blood sprayed, and the pungent and fishy smell instantly filled the entire hole

Cave.

"Tapp..."

Jun Yi's figure fell, and the pitch-black back shrouded in endless depression.

"Shhhhh

In the distance, Mo Yiqian and the drunken madman were trembling, staring at Jun Yi's back, unconsciously rising a little fear, the cold breath seemed to be a ghost crawling out of the Nine Hells.

"The Shadow of the Shadows. ”

Jun Yi clenched his fists, feeling the majestic power around him, his heart was surging, and he was amazed, he didn't expect that the fate that the strange power of the Ghost Tomb could comprehend was so domineering, even more than the angry blood tyrant.

"Hmm..."

Suddenly, Jun Yi's breath was unstable, and a burst of blood gushed out from his chest.

"Childe!"

Seeing this, Mo Yiqian and the drunken madman hurriedly stepped forward, and after a few breaths, the majestic pressure around Jun Yi's body gradually subsided, and the dark robe gradually faded in color.

The cold gaze of the Yin and Ghost Figures behind him also turned into nothingness and dissipated the cave.

"It's fine. ”

Jun Yi waved his hand gently, a wry smile appeared on his pale face, the Yin and Ghost Phases were very strong, but with the initial realm of the Martial Phases, it was still too reluctant, and the load on himself was too great.

After this time, I am afraid that I will have to cultivate a little and understand the power in it, but I am still not familiar with the first use of the Yin and Ghost Appearance, and the useless loss is too great.

"Hum..."

Just suddenly, the calm cave trembled slightly, and the majesty of the king overflowed, filling the entire space.

Jun Yi's eyes sank, and they subconsciously turned around, and were shocked to see that on Hu Shuo's headless body, a strange and strange streamer appeared, and the phantom gradually converged.

"Divine Soul Shadow!"

Mo Yiqian muttered softly in his mouth, his mood almost fell to the bottom, he didn't expect that Hu Shuo was highly valued in the sect, and now he condensed the divine thoughts and spiritual shadows of the powerhouses of the Martial King Realm, and they were in trouble.

Martial King Realm, set foot in his own martial arts, bloom the lotus of martial arts, the lotus opens and condenses the baby, the martial infant does not die, and life is endless.

If it is said that the martial realm is a step forward for the warrior, then the martial king achieves the throne of the warrior, and the heaven and earth can be everywhere, which can be described as the king is mighty and mighty, and all souls are respected.

Jun Yi and the three of them looked solemn, a few months ago, they were able to kill the Divine Spirit Shadow on the black sheath's body because they knew the status of the black sheath in the Seven Peerless Towers, and they had already prepared.

Before the Divine Mind Spirit Shadow was formed, it was stillborn.

But the divine spirit shadow that appeared on Hu Shuo's body caught everyone by surprise, and it was too late to find out.

Wang Wei was pervasive, and the cave trembled.

The surrounding air gathered, and an illusory figure appeared, but it was a big man with a sturdy body, with a face full of meat, and his majestic body was no better than that of Hushuo.

"Shuo'er!"

The figure stared at the headless corpse below, his eyes widened, and his body suddenly became fierce: "You all have to die!"

The figure was furious, and the majestic power of the Martial King Realm shook the cave, and large cracks appeared on the walls around it, and the entire cave was about to collapse under this majesty.

"Die!"

There was no nonsense in the figure's mouth, and with a finger of his hand, a pitch-black demon tiger stepped out of the air, opening its bloody mouth to reveal its fangs, and the terrifying wave seemed to tear the three of them apart.

"Childe, retreat!"

Mo Yiqian roared in his mouth, stood in front of Jun Yi to withstand the pressure, released a powerful flame, the figure of the fire demon appeared, his big hand clenched into a fist, and the giant fist filled with flames burst out, spitting out a frenzy.

"Click, click..."

At the same time, the ice glass in the surrounding sky was permeated, the ice blue light converged and condensed, and an ice sculpture tree rose from the ground, blocking the demon tiger.

"Bang!"

It's just that the demon tiger stepped forward, and before it even got close to the ice glass tree, the power on its body had already shattered the ice sculpture, and then its mouth opened wide, and it tore down with the wave of fire fist, and actually swallowed it into its belly.

"Roar!"

The tiger roared angrily, instantly dissipating the flame demon ice glass, and Mo Yiqian and the drunken madman also spat blood from their mouths and flew out upside down.

"Childe!"

Mo Yi

Qian's face was pale, ignoring the blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, he struggled to get up, and watched the demon tiger roaring and roaring towards Jun Yi, his eyes were suddenly bloodshot and resentful.

The humble realm can't withstand a move, the hatred in Mo Yiqian's heart rushed into his mind, and he kept saying that he wanted to protect his son, but when it came to the moment, he couldn't do anything.

"Ahem..."

Jun Yi coughed up blood in his mouth, his long hair was flying, looking at the demon tiger approaching in front of him, his eyes were indifferent, there was a slight brilliance circulating in it, and a strange holy white light gently surged.

The white robe hunted in the wind, and the clothes that were lifted seemed to be covered with white mist.

"Heh, to make matters worse..."

Jun Yi smiled bitterly, and behind him, in the twisted and turbulent air, a large faint mist converged, lingering around his body, and bursts of holy majesty spread from it, as if containing terror.

The demon tiger coerced Wang Wei and opened his bloody mouth to bite it hard.

Seeing this, Jun Yi raised his hand slightly, a large area of crimson blood dripped from his palm, and his trembling fingertips cracked, and the white rays on it converged, and the surrounding space was trembling and twisting.

"Boom!"

Just at this moment, a roar came out, Wang Wei was manic, stopping Jun Yi's movements, and in the corner of his eye, a burning flame of light galloped forward.

This sudden scene made Jun Yi slightly stunned, and the power of his body collapsed in an instant, and Bai Mang gradually dissipated, together with Mo Yiqian and the drunken madness.

I saw the fire running wildly, and in the blink of an eye, I arrived in front of the demon tiger, revealing a thin figure, but I saw that its belly pocket was close to the body, and the long braid was burning in the wind, and a small fist was clenched up hard, and it was hit hard.

"Big bug, get out of here!"

The delicate roar, the power of the Fire Fist King was pervasive, and it was actually a punch that pierced through the demon tiger, making it disappear.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, the sturdy figure in the divine spirit shadow sighed softly, and his eyes showed deep surprise and greed: "Spirit object? ”

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that there would be such a strangeness in the Endless Fire Domain, swallowing you, it must make me go further, good, good, very good!"

The sturdy figure laughed loudly, and instantly put Hu Shuo's death behind him, a family genius is just a nephew, and when he dies, when will the heavenly domain not die? Where can it compare to a different kind of spiritual creature?

"You're looking for death!"

The flame poison fire spirit was dyed red, and the flames ran wildly, and the delicate little hands opened and slapped at the sturdy figure, and the terrifying king weigai pressed on it, drowning it in an instant.

"Little thing, I'll come to you!"

The smoke and dust cleared, and the sturdy figure that appeared from the divine spirit shadow had disappeared, leaving only an excited laugh, echoing in the cavern.

The Divine Mind Spirit Shadow contains a blow from the strong man of the Martial King Realm, and after the strong figure is hit with one blow, it has already reached the limit, and the flame poison fire spirit is angry and makes a move, just to vent his anger.

"Childe..."

Mo Yiqian and the drunken madman ran wildly, protecting Jun Yi in the middle left and right, not caring about the injury, staring at the flame poison fire essence vigilantly, not daring to be careless.

"It's fine. ”

Jun Yi waved his hand, let out a breath of turbidity, and his heart relaxed, if it weren't for the flame poison fire essence to make a move at the critical moment, if he let him continue to brew, I am afraid that he would have to pay a great price.

"Thank you very much. ”

Jun Yi's love and hate are clear, although the flame poison fire spirit was mysteriously forced by the ghost tomb, but most of his breakthroughs are due to it, and this time he was rescued, which made him feel a little indebted in his heart.

"Whew..."

The flame poison fire essence dispersed the flames around his body, and the long braid on the back of his head also hung behind him, wrapped in a red belly pocket and stepped in the air, his fleshy little hands were entangled with each other, his expression was entangled, and he wanted to stop talking.

"Are you leaving?"

"Not bad. ”

Jun Yi nodded slightly, seeing his appearance, he felt a little funny in his heart, the flame poison fire essence is not only small in appearance, but also innocent in heart, which makes people can't help but feel a little love: "If you have something to say, you don't have to be like this." ”

"Me, can I follow you?"