"Huh!"

The sharp scythe of the black scythe instantly tore through the air, and slashed straight at the snow phantom, which had the weakest defense among the five spirit beasts.

The scythe slashed, and a black mark emerged.

The beautiful eyes condensed slightly, the snow ghost withdrew and retreated sharply, and the barrel of the snow spear was horizontally in front of it like a conditional launch, welcoming the offensive of the spiritual power of the King of Ten Thousand Nights.

"Boom!"

The ferocious blow made Dexue's delicate body fly back to a hundred zhang away, and the trembling gun in her hand shook her jade hand a little numb, and she almost let go.

"It's so powerful. Xiao Yang was a little shaken.

Even if it was a blow from a seventh-order Nirvana-level spirit beast, it would be nothing more than that.

"Huh. ”

The scythe in his hand hung down, and the King of Ten Thousand Nights looked around at the several spirit beasts that were eyeing him, and let out a disdainful sneer.

The cold light in his eyes surged, the red flame claws raised slightly, a blazing sun, the flames burned curlingly, floating above it, and the space around it was slightly distorted.

"Roar!"

As soon as the soles of his feet stepped into the air, the battle intent of the rock-horned dragon rhino was awe-inspiring, and the dragon mark and the rhino mark suddenly flashed, and they bombarded the head of the King of Ten Thousand Nights.

The long snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, and the snow ghost let out a light breath, aiming at the tip of the spear of the King of Ten Thousand Nights, and the snowflake hurricane pillar turned up, only to hear a boom, and suddenly shot out.

"Bang bang bang!"

The furious spiritual power exploded one after another like fireworks in the sky.

The six spirit beasts fought frantically together, and waves of spiritual power, mixed with ripples of various colors, spread in all directions, and the disciples near were all hurriedly dodging.

"Wuyuan Spirit Master, it turns out that the rumors I heard are true. A disciple muttered in shock.

At first, when he heard the news that a five-source spirit master had appeared in the four small peaks, he still scoffed, thinking that it was just a rumor, but the scene in front of him suddenly made him understand how funny and ridiculous his questioning was.

"What about the Five Origin Spirit Master, I can still defeat you!" Yang Ling's face was extremely gloomy.

He believed that with absolute strength, he could crush the numbers, and if Xiao Yang fought him now, he would definitely be vulnerable.

"That spirit beast, wait...... Not true!"

A well-informed disciple, the horror in his eyes gradually skyrocketed: "That's the Mysterious Beast, the King of Ten Thousand Nights!"

"Wow!"

Crazy clamor erupted in the field.

The King of the Nights?

Mysterious beasts?

Most of the people present had only heard of the name of the Mysterious Beast, but the real Mysterious Beast, for them, was completely a void existence.

And now, above them, there is a mysterious beast, wreaking havoc!

The Thirteen Peaks shook.

All the disciples who heard the news hurriedly gathered, and even Gu Huang and the others, who had expressed disdain before, were standing on the towering mountain peak, their eyes shocked.

Mysterious Beasts.

What a real beast!

"It's terrifying, with the strength of a fifth-order nirvana, against several sixth-order spirit beasts, is this the strength of the mysterious beast?"

Hearing this voice, the corners of Xiao Yang's mouth twitched.

His five spirit beasts all have the strength to challenge beyond the ranks, especially Chi Yan, who had just killed an eighth-order Soul Bone Butterfly not long ago.

Only when he is in the battle circle knows how powerful the King of Ten Thousand Nights is with a scythe.

"Not true. ”

Looking at the King of Ten Thousand Nights who was constantly shuttling, Xiao Yang's brows furrowed slightly: "Ethereal Luo is also a mysterious beast, but its combat power is so much worse than that of the King of Ten Thousand Nights." ”

With the strength shown by the King of Ten Thousand Nights, even if it was only a fifth-order, it could be tied with a sixth-order Ethereal Spirit Luo.

"Hehe, little one, you don't know that. ”

In Xiao Yang's mind, the laughter of the ink master suddenly sounded: "The King of Ten Thousand Nights, known as the Night Monarch, at night, can exert a strength that is several times higher than usual, even if it is not a dark night, but as long as it is given the opportunity to create a dark space, even if it is a ninth-order nirvana-level spirit beast, it may not be able to defeat it." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yang was surprised.

The King of Ten Thousand Nights, he still has this ability?

"What about Ethereal Luo?" Xiao Yang's eyes lit up.

As a mysterious beast, the Ethereal Luo can't be much worse than the King of Ten Thousand Nights.

"Don't worry, Ethereal Luo also has unique abilities, otherwise if you just ignore the attributes, it won't cause so many strong people, and the head of the fight will be bloody, but it's not yet time for Ethereal Luo to show her ability, and when the time is right, you will naturally know. The ink master smiled mysteriously.

"You...... Terrible. "Xiao Yang's head is full of black lines.

It's not time again......

If he hadn't been able to defeat the ink master, he would have to hold a snow knife and ask on the spot.

"Huh!"

The scythe slash slashed again, and the King of the Nights retreated, his chest rising and falling slightly.

Obviously, it was not easy to fight against five spirit beasts whose strength far exceeded that of the sixth order.

You must know that when these five spirit beasts join forces, even the ninth-order Nirvana-level spirit beasts are qualified to fight!

It's just that commanding five spirit beasts at the same time is equivalent to dividing the spirit into five parts, and the fatigue caused can be imagined.

If it weren't for the last resort, Xiao Yang would definitely not be like this.

"Huh. ”

The black robe hunted, the eyes of the King of Ten Thousand Nights narrowed, and on the flat scythe, a thick black qi surged, and with the swing of the scythe, a black light about ten zhang long suddenly slashed horizontally.

Psychic skills, ghost slash!

The black light roared, and several spirit beasts of the Red Flame flashed rapidly, and the fierce black light slashed along the gap between them.

"It's almost night. ”

Looking at the bleak sky, Xiao Yang's eyes were slightly thick.

It can't be put off any longer.

"Demon, Poison Cloud River!"

"Rockhorned Dragon Rhino, Dragon Rhino Wave!"

"Ice Butterfly, Ice Prayer!"

"Snow Phantom, Snow Ling Enchantment!"

"Red Flame, Blazing Celestial Wheel!"

Almost instantly, these voices came out in Xiao Yang's heart at the same time, and the violent spiritual power rushed in the sky, and the five fierce attacks poured mercilessly towards the King of Ten Thousand Nights.

A fierce look appeared in his eyes, and the king of ten thousand nights held the right hand of the black sickle, and suddenly tightened, and the black chains twitched around with a bang, and the momentum was amazing.

Immediately afterwards, the offensive of the fire wheel and the poisonous river roared.

"Boom!"

A loud sound sounded, the space plunged into darkness, and all the shocked faces were swallowed up.

Black has become the only color in everyone's sight.

"Poof!"

The sound of vomiting blood sounded, and the red flame and other spirit beasts retreated to the surroundings, and the darkness in the field gradually faded, and the thick black qi also dissipated invisibly at this time.

Between the dark chains in the sky, the King of Ten Thousand Nights knelt on one knee, the upside-down sickle in his hand, against the invisible air, and his breath narrowed slightly.

Under such a powerful offensive, it finally could no longer hold on.

"Buzz!"

Above the polar night disk in his hand, black lines swirled up, Xiao Yang glanced down, and opened the seventh spiritual gate with a surging mood.

The Covenant is concluded!

And at this very moment.

"Huh!"

Suddenly ejected into the air, Yang Ling's face was grim, and the feather sword on the back of his hand stabbed towards Xiao Yang fiercely: "Get out, the King of Ten Thousand Nights has nothing to do with you, don't touch my chance!" ()

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