Hundreds of golden flying eagles that rushed out of Qin Yu's body and were condensed into soul patterns, combining with each other to form a more mysterious set of soul pattern patterns.

All the golden soul pattern flying eagles were perfectly combined, as if they were converging into a larger giant golden eagle, and each golden soul pattern flying eagle became the body part of this giant golden eagle.

This giant golden eagle formed by hundreds of ordinary golden soul pattern flying eagles bloomed with terrifying power all over its body, covering the sky and the sun, and its extremely sharp claws seemed to want to shatter the sky.

Chirp!~

The giant golden eagle soaring in the sky let out a long, terrifying roar and erupted with terrifying ferocity.

This was exactly the kind of beast-shaped soul pattern killing technique that Qin Yu had realized on the soul pattern stone tablet wall on the third floor of the Tibetan Pattern Pavilion, and at the last moment of facing life and death, he had completely made clear all the mysteries of this Golden Eagle Soul Pattern Killing Technique.

The entire body of the giant golden eagle was poured like gold, and each feather was shining with dazzling golden light, like countless golden swords stuck upside down on its body.

"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"

Qin Yu roared again, and the giant golden eagle roared up to the sky, and blasted it head-on towards the ghost claws of the Poison King Evil Spirit.

Countless golden sword-like light feathers burst out from the giant golden eagle's body, and every golden light converged on the Poison King's evil spirit.

The 108,000 swords were the strongest talent of the Eighth-Order Fierce Bird Golden Flame Divine Eagle, and each feather burned with golden flames, and under the special power of that special supernatural power, these golden flames were like forming 108,000 golden sword lights to kill the enemy together.

Each golden sword light was incomparably sharp, as if it could penetrate everything.

One hundred and eight thousand Dao pointed at one place, and even ordinary demigods did not dare to easily and forcibly resist.

"Are you a member of the Demon Clan?How can you display the innate supernatural power of the Golden Flame Divine Eagle!!"

The Poison King's evil spirit's expression changed greatly, and he felt that countless sharp golden flame sword lights were coming from all directions, and the ghost claws he shot out were scattered by countless golden flame sword lights in a moment.

The Golden Flame Condor was originally made up of hundreds of golden soul pattern flying eagles, just like a fierce and intimidating real Golden Flame Divine Eagle.

Through the means of soul patterns, the soul power is condensed into a fierce bird like a physical body, and it is allowed to display its natural powers, which is a terrifying soul pattern killing technique.

The power was far from being comparable to the single Golden Eagle Soul Pattern that Qin Yu had experimented with in the Hidden Pattern Pavilion.

"Break it for me!"

At the moment when the claw of the Poison King Evil Spirit grabbed Qin Yu collapsed, he was extremely shocked in his heart, and he turned around in an extremely short moment, and suddenly drank the medical saint, and his hands condensed a strange mark.

After the mark condensed, the terrifying death power between his hands converged, as if intertwined into a hand of death, and shot towards the 108,000 golden flame sword light that had converged in all directions.

Boom~Boom!~

The power of death, like the hand of death, collided with the 108,000 swords of the giant soul-patterned golden eagle, making a terrifying sound.

The giant soul-patterned golden eagle gradually dissipated, and the evil spirit of the Poison King retreated in great embarrassment.

"Poof~Huh!~"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of Qin Yu's mouth like an arrow, and the beast-shaped soul pattern killing technique constructed based on his own soul power and energy, the soul pattern was destroyed, and he himself naturally suffered great trauma.

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

How dare you spread wild in my Ten Thousand Beasts Temple, no matter who you are, you will be made to pay a heavy price today!"

It was also when Qin Yu and the Poison King Evil Spirit all flew upside down in that terrifying collision that the demigod powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Beast Temple not far away finally felt it.

All of them were furious, and let out a thunderous shout.

Qin Yu is a descendant of the Dragon Soul Martial Artist Family, and he is also the descendant of the patriarch of the Ice Dragon Martial Artist Clan.

If something happened to Qin Yu here, the Ten Thousand Beast Temple would definitely be inextricably involved.

When the battle broke out here, and the black clouds filled with the aura of terrifying death rolled in, these demigod powerhouses in the Ten Thousand Beast Temple had already discovered it, and they rushed here almost as quickly as possible.

As soon as he flew here, he saw the terrifying collision between Qin Yu and the evil spirit of the Poison King, which made this group of demigod powerhouses both shocked and furious.

Shocked, it was because Qin Yu had mastered a peerless skill of his Ten Thousand Beast Divine Temple in such a short period of time, the Beast Shape Soul Pattern Great Killing Technique 'One Hundred Eight Thousand Swords'.

He was furious because someone dared to attack and kill Qin Yu in his Ten Thousand Beasts Temple.

What kind of evil intentions did that man want, and where did he want to place his Ten Thousand Beasts Temple?

If Qin Yu died here, the Ice Dragon Warrior Clan would be furious and blamed, and the Ten Thousand Beast Shrine would not be able to withstand the wrath of the Dragon Soul Warrior Clan!

Hearing the wind, several demigod powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Beast Temple rushed over, all of them were furious, and they all performed a powerful killing attack, attacking the evil spirit of the Poison King.

"Damn, this junior has such a magical means, this is so difficult, my hand of death can kill him!"

The evil spirit of the Poison King was repelled by a junior like Qin Yu, which made him full of anger.

However, at this moment, he understood that there was no chance to kill Qin Yu at him.

"Junior, you're lucky this time, next time, I'm going to kill you!"

After the voice containing anger and unwillingness came out, the evil spirit of the Poison King did not entangle with those powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Beasts Temple at all, and his body turned into a cloud of death, and he fled into the distance extremely quickly.

"Block... Blocked down......"

Qin Yu felt as if his whole body was about to crack, and the one hundred and eight thousand sword beast shape soul pattern killing technique he had just cast almost drained the strength of his whole body.

The beast-shaped soul pattern killing technique of the 108,000 swords consumed extremely large soul power, and with Qin Yu's current soul power strength, it was impossible to cast it a second time.

Qin Yu only felt that the alarm clock was spinning for a while, his vision in front of him turned black, and his figure fell directly from the sky.

Just using that blow just now was like draining all of his soul power.

It was at the moment when Qin Yu's figure fell from the sky that Lord Luo Qingzhuang's eyes were quick, and instead of chasing the Poison King evil spirit with the other demigod powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Beast Temple, his body quickly flew towards Qin Yu and caught Qin Yu's figure.

Hmmm~!

Seeing that the evil spirit of the Poison King was about to escape from the Temple of Ten Thousand Beasts, suddenly, an eagle roar sounded that pierced people's eardrums.

A huge fierce bird like a mountain, like a dragon-shaped lightning, thought that the evil spirit of the poison king at the end of the line of sight rushed over.

This fierce bird with a terrifying and ferocious threat was none other than the eighth-order dragon eagle that inhabited the nest of the highest beast in the Ten Thousand Beast Temple.

In that loud hiss, the dragon eagle and the evil spirit of the poison king were quickly entangled together, and the two voices in the distance at the end of everyone's sight flew farther and farther away in the collision between killing each other, and finally completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

Only the earth-shattering and violent collision sound, and the piercing roar of the dragon eagle kept ringing.

When the battle between the dragon eagle and the evil spirit of the poison king broke out, the sky they crossed was shaken by the terrifying battle power as if it was about to collapse......

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