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"Boom-"

A thousand golden rays roared away, like lightning, just waiting to cut through the night sky and smash the stars. The magic spear that fell from the sky was swift and powerful, as if it was about to destroy everything and was unstoppable. The two collided, and the moment the loud roared, the mana swept in all directions!

Lin Yi was as if he had been beaten by the wind and rain, and then he jumped up and sank down, but in an instant, he went up against the current, and the castration was unstable, and the flesh and blood of his right hand and right foot were splashed, and the golden dragon sword that had returned to its original form was thrown out because it could not hold it.

Ling Dao withdrew to dodge, and only slowly stopped until a thousand feet high, and the magic spear he sacrificed had already collapsed and disappeared, leaving only a faint demonic qi around him. He was slightly surprised, and there was an inexplicable look in his eyes. According to common sense, refining blood evil is not a one-time effort. And that kid not only improved his cultivation with this, but also competed head-on with himself and did not fall behind. The power of Shicai's death blow is really amazing!

Aoba then came, turned around and looked at the situation in the valley, shook his head and said: "A dying person, and he is still so crazy, that Lin Daoyou is really fighting ......" He glanced at it and said with a smile: "Senior brother, compared to Lin Yi's fierceness and fearlessness, I'm afraid you will be slightly inferior, hehe......"

Ling Dao's face turned dark, the magic trick moved, his arms stretched horizontally, and there was an extra magic spear in his hand again. Different from before, this magic spear is three feet long, as solid as a substance, the beast's mouth swallows the blade, the beast's tail is grasped, and the whole body flashes with dark black flames, and the killing power emitted is daunting!

Seeing this, Aoba pretended to be surprised and said: "It seems that Senior Brother has met a real opponent, is this to perform the Heavenly Descent Technique, or to use the Demon Seal Divine Power......"

Ling Dao snorted coldly and said proudly: "To deal with a dying person, you don't need a demon god to descend from the sky. And my magic spear originally came from the Nine Seals of the Heavenly Demons, so why do you knowingly ask......" At this point, he looked back and asked, "Are you looking at my jokes?"

Aoba smiled, then shook off an ambiguous face, and said, "I'm afraid that my senior brother will be killed, leaving my junior brother helpless......"

Ling Dao frowned, his eyes avoided, and then pointed the magic spear in his hand at the valley below, and sneered: "Can that kid still kill people............?"

In the valley, Lin Yi stood in the air hundreds of feet off the ground. The Golden Dragon Sword, which had lost its grip, floated quietly in front of him. And as the flesh exploded, all that was left of his hands and feet was jagged white bones and bare veins. He seemed to have forgotten the pain, staring silently at the wreckage of his palm. Without cover, the dragon ring on the left wrist and the Qiankun ring on the right finger have been revealed. After a while, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes flashed with a blank bloody light.

What the hell is going on, is it really going to explode and die?

And the sea of qi is full, and the majestic mana is no longer rushing wildly. Even if the flesh and blood of the hands and feet exploded, the meridian breath did not stagnate. Only the soul is tired, giving people a trance of sleepiness. It was as if he had sunk and never returned, but he had a vague and inexplicable expectation. As for what to expect, maybe only God knows! If someone Lin really turned into a pile of white bones, Ling Dao would not be willing to give up. In the aftermath, his two good brothers could not escape this catastrophe......

"Bang-"

At this moment, a faint muffled sound accompanied by a sharp tearing pain suddenly came. Sure enough, the left leg was already a blur of flesh and blood. And there was no warning before, like the collapse of the cycle of yin and yang, just for destruction, just to return to nothingness......

Lin Yi snorted miserably, and was flustered again.

The dragon cultivator and the demon cultivator are gone, and the corresponding cultivation mana is gone, even if you want to use the clone of the two, it is also confusing. There is also the thunder and fire, saying that it is without a trace, but it seems to be omnipresent, saying that it is intact as before, but it is elusive......

"Boss ......"

The cries of the old dragon and the tiger's head echoed in the valley, and the brothers still couldn't let go of the boss.

"Boom-"

Another Heavenly Demon puppet turned to ashes in the self-explosion, forcing Jiuxuan to get out of trouble.

"Whew-"

Under the hazy night sky, there is the sound of the wind whirling, dark clouds covering the moon, and killing opportunities are approaching......

Lin Yi raised his head suddenly, and reached out to grab the Golden Dragon Sword on the side. And the fingers that were only left with white bones and tendons lost their freedom, and they grabbed them empty. In an instant, the flesh and blood of his right leg exploded. He let out a low groan, blood flashing from his eyes.

There is no room for delay at this moment, otherwise he will be weak and regret for life! Let Lin fight for the last time before he is crushed! This battle is not for fame, not for profit, and has nothing to do with grievances and hatred, and will cast the liver and gallbladder, and dye the sky with blood!

Lin Yi threw away the Golden Dragon Sword and raised his head and glared, and two blood rays pierced the night sky.

A black gun shadow roared in, fierce and ruthless, like a huge poisonous insect in the night, watching for a long time, suddenly attacked, just for the last kill!

Lin Yi didn't dodge or dodge, he went head-on, and then waved a pair of white bone fingers to forcibly urge the spell, and shouted awe-inspiringly: "The blood is purgatory, there is no soul under the demon path, and the ...... is refined" The light above his head flashed, the scorching sun broke through the sky, and suddenly there were thousands of thunders and flames!

"Boom-"

At this moment, a deafening roar exploded above Kowloon Tong. Instantaneous killing machine soared, and angry waves surged. And a spear demon shadow volleyed into the air, and only then did the purgatory of the crazy hundred miles come to a sudden halt. Up and down here, the three figures of the enemy and us did not back down from each other.

Lin Yi rose against the trend, the white bones and hands changed, and he said in a low voice: "Wind and rain are dusty and smokey, Liuhe is chaotic, yin and yang are silent, and heaven and earth ......are destroyed."

Ling Dao used the magic spear to force a side of the Flame Purgatory to be no longer ferocious, and he was not colorless, but a look of surprise. Compared to what I saw before, that kid's supernatural power is even more powerful, if it weren't for his own strong cultivation, it would be almost impossible to resist!

Qingye has been standing by and watching, sighing faintly: "That Lin Daoyou's supernatural powers are quite meaningful, and the power is amazing! And the heavens and the earth are destroyed, where can I ......send a leaf of floating green" He suddenly looked back, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, how about letting the junior brother help you?" He did not allow the other party to refuse, and his palms were divided as soon as he closed them, and then raised his hand and pointed at it. As a result of its mana, the blue light flickered, and the wind shadows swept wildly, and instantly pierced through the night and went straight to the flaming purgatory.

Ling Dao didn't appreciate it, and his hand moved. Under the blessing of mana, the magic spear suddenly soared by hundreds of feet, rumbling towards the valley with the momentum of ten thousand jun, forcing towards the lonely and tragic figure with broken limbs!

"Boom-"

A magic spear broke through the air, and the green clouds and wind shadows were ferocious. And the Thunder and Fire Purgatory vanished, and the thick darkness counterattacked from all directions with the dead qi that destroyed all things. One side is unstoppable and unstoppable, and the other side destroys the heavens and the earth and reverses the galaxy. With another loud bang that shook the night sky, the mana was once again stirring and raging for hundreds of miles!

Under the stormy waves, Lin Yi fell suddenly, and then gritted his teeth and struggled forcibly, but in the blink of an eye, he could stop the decline. Bursts of murderous machines roared towards him, as fierce and ruthless as arrows of the wind, directly blowing up the black hair, tearing the robe, and tearing the splattered flesh, but he didn't realize it, as if his eyes flashed with blood and raised his head angrily.

The night sky of three or five hundred miles is like a hunting net that is difficult to break. Thousands of feet of hunting nets are two powerful demons. Under the hunting net, there is Lin who has broken limbs and is full of wounds. And at this moment, the dragon cultivation and the demon cultivation have disappeared, the two supernatural powers are useless, and there is no means to fight, it has reached the point of exhaustion. Give up here, a thousand years like a dream. Crossing that moat, you can spread your wings......

"Bang, bang—"

Lin Yixun lowered his head, the corners of his mouth twitching. The flesh and blood of the two thighs collapsed, and the craggy white bones were shocking. His eyebrows furiously furled, his eyes soaked with blood, and a low roar came out of his mouth, which turned to rage and flew into the sky, waving his hands frantically again. In an instant, the qi engines of the four directions from far and near vibrate, the upper and lower voids faintly roared, and the thick ink was pitch black within a thousand miles, like chaos subverting and inverting, and like a moment of dawn approaching......

In the air thousands of feet high, a pair of senior brothers looked at each other.

After Ling Dao was stunned, he couldn't help but laugh at himself. The magic spear that had condensed eighty percent of his cultivation was hovering at his feet, and although it was still barely sealing the valley, it was no longer as powerful as it was at the beginning. He shook his head and sneered, "Hehe! With the strength of you and me, we actually fought to a draw with that kid." If he doesn't die today, there will really be one more supreme figure in the Eight Desolations......"

Aoba glanced at it and waved his sleeves very freely. The afterimages of the surrounding blue light were messy, mottled and brightened, like falling leaves, revealing a bit of desolation in his panic! He sighed lightly, and replied thoughtfully: "That person has used the power of blood to cultivate a skyrocketing and is not afraid of death. And even so, he will not escape the end of destruction. However, that person used powerful supernatural powers one after another, and became more and more courageous the more he fought, although there were signs of exploding his body, but his mana did not fail because of this......" He turned to the valley below, his eyes flashed, and then said: "I remember that person has three cultivations in one body and different realms, but I am afraid that the original master is not as good as it, maybe ...... Maybe he really can't die......"

Ling Dao's face changed slightly, and he lost his voice: "You...... You mean......" He waved his hand in disbelief, "No, definitely not! There should have been a thunderstorm, but now there is no warning......

Aoba hesitated for a moment and said, "It is rumored that the thunder tribulation is not within the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, the two may be different, who knows......" His expression froze, and he said in surprise: "What kind of magical power is that......"

Ling Dao noticed it, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. The originally clear and hazy moonlight sky has turned into a cloud of thick ink. But a figure tore through the night and shouted: "

Burn away the roots of right and wrong, refine the path of life and death, destroy the heavens and the earth, and give birth to all things with light. Glorious Eight Poles, Nine Turns to One ......"

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ps:I've been thinking about the name of the third type of supernatural power for a long time.,I can't always think of it.,Today I wrote to be forced to be helpless.,Suddenly remembered the name of the Wuxian fan group "Guangming Pavilion",Ha,There is a providence in the underworld.,I hope everyone is a messenger of light.,Warm yourself.,Shine on others!Wuxian has places that are too realistic.,Occasionally people will be a little depressed or embarrassed.,And after the quiet,Will it be more relaxed?Share and discuss the mental journey with you in the idle story.......