Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Clash Between the Strong

Fan Xuewei's cyan spiritual power, ten zhang long and five zhang thick, under the leadership of the spirit sword Hongni, slashed towards the Qingyuan Ghost Eagle.

The giant trees are broken, the sand and stones are flying, the sky is dark, and the sun and the moon are dark.

Only the Hauni Spirit Sword stabbed towards the Qingyuan Ghost Eagle like a twinkling star.

Qingyuan Ghost Eagle smiled coldly, although he was a powerhouse cultivator equivalent to the triple level of the human barbarian spirit realm, but every spirit beast has quietly evolved over a long period of time, coupled with a strong physical instinct, generally speaking, within the same level, people need several to be able to deal with a spirit beast.

A cold cyan light shot out of his eyes, his wings closed, and a cyan pillar of light that was not inferior to Fan Xuewei, under the wave of the two eagle wings in front of him, came towards Fan Xuewei's Hauni Spirit Sword.

Two gusting winds and two cyan pillars of light converged with each other.

There was no rumbling earth-shattering explosion like the sound of thunder, no invincible momentum of arrogance, but these two pillars of light were entangled with each other, tightly intertwined, cutting each other, biting each other, and twisting and twisting.

After about ten breaths, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded.

A rumbling sound rang out.

The remnants of spiritual power shot out in this space like a sword.

Thousands of feet on the ground, all trees were completely destroyed, and even turned into powder.

Where the two liliang strands collided, a deep pit appeared on the ground that was more than fifty zhang in size and five zhang deep. Smoke rose into the air. No one thought that the powerhouse of the Barbarian Spirit Realm would be terrifying.

Yun Yang looked at their super destructive power, felt the violent fluctuations in the energy between heaven and earth, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva at once, and was shocked to think in his heart that the destructive power of the powerhouse of the Barbarian Spirit Realm was actually so huge.

It is no wonder that as soon as you step into the barbarian spirit realm, you change your life state, become a brute cultivator, and embark on the path of cultivation.

With such an attack, even if an army of 100,000 is under such an attack, it will only end up in ashes.

Qingyuan Ghost Eagle smiled coldly, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face: "Since you don't listen to you, then okay, today is the time for your kid's death." The eagle cries. ”

The strange head of the Qingyuan Ghost Eagle flickered with black airflow, its huge mouth opened, and a black pillar of light as black as black emanated from its mouth.

The black pillar of light had a piercing, shrill roar that seemed to penetrate Shijie into the hearts of everyone who heard it.

I saw the spirit beasts and demonic beasts in the distance, under the cry of this eagle, their faces were panicked, trembling, frightened, and even worse, they were all fart.

Fan Xuewei's whole body swung up with a stream of cyan spiritual power, surrounding him.

There are words in his mouth, and the energy between heaven and earth is constantly surging towards him.

"The turmoil is out to know where it is, and a sword volley breaks the time. Volley Slash. Fan Xuewei also had a solemn face, obviously seeing that under this eagle's cry, his soul was also tormented.

Hmph, the Hauni Sword slashed out, and the sword rolled up a brilliant wind of Hauni color in the sky, and a chilling murderous aura instantly poured into Yunyang's feeling.

He knew that a thousandth remnant of such a sword qi would be able to make him fall.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, what a terrifying sword.

This black flame, Hauni's sword did not carry the sound of the wind, and the speed of their attack had already exceeded the speed of the wind, which was incredibly fast.

When the black flame came, the temperature in the heaven and earth rose sharply, and a scorching heat filled every inch of space here, and even the air had a tendency to burn.

Hauni's sword is extremely powerful, it can really break time and space, cut off heaven and earth, and split mountains.

The pillar of black flame light and the pillar of light of this powerful sword were intertwined, and in an instant, the sky was full of firelight, drenched in sword qi. The peaks below the collision were all slashed and burned by this remnant sword qi black flame.

The spirit beast that was watching from above fled quickly, otherwise, it would have disappeared by now.

The Qingyuan Ghost Eagle moved, and an afterimage appeared in the sky, and then disappeared strangely.

Fan Xuewei felt the subtle fluctuations in the energy between heaven and earth.

The figure blew up in the sky like a gust of wind.

A strange eagle claw collided with the Hauni Spirit Sword, and then another eagle claw grabbed it.

Fan Xuewei's body was like a gust of wind. Dodge.

In this way, the green clothes on his body were also scratched by the Qingyuan ghost eagle.

After eating, he cut the back of the cyan robe, and pieces of cyan fragments fell.

"Haha, damn human, you have consumed the few patiences of this king, and now it is the time of this king, who buried you in the mountains and forests. ”

The Qingyuan ghost eagle flew up and down, flipped back and forth, drawing wonderful lines.

Streams of energy converged towards his lines, and an almost invincible momentum flickered above his lines.

In an instant, the Qingyuan Ghost Eagle intertwined thousands of lines, densely arranged, making people's hearts tremble.

"Ghost forbidden. There was a trace of panic in Fan Xuewei's eyes, and immediately, the rainbow spirit sword in his hand shone brightly, shining on the sky.

"Hey, hey, it's time for them to do their tricks. This time it is possible to distinguish the winner from the loser. Shen Tian said with a smile.

"Ghost shadows are forbidden, ghosts and ghosts are superimposed, and ghosts are forbidden. Give it to me. ”

Ghosts streaked across the sky like ghosts. The sky has become a strange grayish color. The gray-white color was still flickering, still exuding a fishy smell, with the corrosive breath of death, with infinite power, rushing towards Fan Xuewei.

It's like a big net, swooping over with a head and a face.

"The golden sword broke through the sky and frightened the ghosts and gods, and the sword light enveloped and destroyed time and space. Golden Sword Slash. ”

The rainbow sword in Fan Xuewei's hand suddenly changed into a brilliant giant sword the size of five zhang, shooting towards the Qingyuan Ghost Eagle.

As soon as the Hauni Sword came out, the wind and clouds changed, the space trembled, and the sword light shone on this place.

It's like a long sword destined for life and death.

Thousands of ghosts overlapped, and a long sword was boundlessly powerful.

Entangled with each other, the long sword broke through the ghostly encirclement. Straight towards the stab of the Qingyuan Ghost Eagle.

There were already some dim ghost shadows, and it was also the phantoms that overlapped and rushed towards Fan Xuewei.

"Qingyuan ghost eagle spin. "The Qingyuan Ghost Eagle drew a round circle in the sky.

The figure quickly disappeared, and just like that, there was a miserable scream, and a rain of blood fell.

Heavy phantoms, as fast as wind and thunder, rushed into the middle of Fan Xuewei's body.

Fan Xuewei's body froze, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The figure was like the wind and headed southeast.

The Hauni sword transformed into a long sword, swept high in the air, and disappeared quickly.

A one-foot-sized hole appeared on the right wing of the Qingyuan Ghost Eagle, and blood was dripping down the wing.

He said angrily: "Everyone listen to me, this kid has heavy ghost ban on me, and he can't run out of hundreds of miles." The little ones gave me orders to arrest this boy with all their might. got a reward for the old man. ”

"Roar. "Thousands of demonic beasts and spirit beasts, roared.

Mountains and rivers tremble, wind and clouds surge, mountain winds howl, and trees are loud.

Thousands of demonic beasts rushed down like a tide in the southeast direction.

I dreamed of a dream this morning, the lover quietly left, and the friend smiled and said, "Big shot, you're a big guy, you can't even catch your girlfriend." "I woke up from my dream. I know that no matter how humble I am, I always have a heart that is not willing to give in.