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"Stupid Terran, I didn't want to use the power of ancient weapons to deal with you, but now you have succeeded in provoking me!"

With the words of the grand voice, wisps of black mist came out of the seal of the patio and poured into the three ancient artifacts.

The dog-shaped statue got a wisp of black mist, and a pair of pupils glowed red. It grew rapidly, clicked and snapped, and then turned into a giant man with a dog's head and a human body, and its sharp canine teeth were exposed.

Another black mist entered the golden broken sword, and the broken sword floated up and fell into the kobold's hands.

Finally, the jade plaque, which was poured in with black mist, and with wisps of black light, flew to the neck of the dog-headed man and hung tightly on it.

It was the first time Xu Yang had seen such a strange scene, he was alarmed in his heart, and he pulled out the bloody sword with his backhand, concentrating on vigilance.

The dog-headed man's narrow mouth opened and shouted word by word: "Withered Realm!"

With a wave of the golden broken sword, a huge circular field exploded, and black mist drilled out from under the ground, eroding Xu Yang's body.

"This ...... It's actually three ancient artifacts, and they turn into human form together?Or is it a kobold man with the realm of the Xuan King?" Xu Yang opened his mouth, he felt that this qiē was like a dream. In comparison, the last time in Xuanbing Ridge, the black-robed mysterious person, after receiving the blessing of the black mist, his strength jumped from the Xuanjun level to the Xuanwang level, which was nothing.

The power of the withering realm unfolded, Xu Yang was losing qi and blood all over his body, small patches of age spots appeared on his skin, and his head began to turn white.

"This realm, such terrifying power!" Xu Yang didn't dare to slack off, the Eight Extremes Divine Ring burst open, and at the same time, he also opened the blessing of the Third Ming King.

Dispelling the power of the withered realm, Xu Yang felt much better, and his skin and head also regained their original appearance.

"Eight Extremes Demon Ring! You are actually a disciple of the Xuantian Old Demon...... No wonder. Again and again to find trouble for our people!" There was a hint of obvious jealousy in the loud voice.

Xu Yang didn't speak, he held the blood-drinking sword, and rushed forward quickly, one after another, the blood-colored sword gang slashed down like flowing water, attacking and killing the dog-headed man.

The dog-headed man held a golden sword in both hands. Swing forward with all your might.

A golden rainbow burst out, and then turned into a half-moon-shaped sword light, shattering all the blood-colored sword gangs encountered along the way!

Xu Yang was taken aback, his body turned into a breeze, and he suddenly dodged to the side.

The dog-headed man. His eyes flashed red, and two rays of light shot out, hitting Xu Yang directly.

Suddenly, a feeling of heaviness and weakness spread throughout Xu Yang's body, as if he had a serious illness and was top-heavy. This deft flash of his life could no longer be flashed. The golden sword Changhong grazed Xu Yang's chest and abdomen.

Rao has the role of Xuanli body protection and pure gold body, and Xu Yang is still hit hard. This golden rainbow, as if it was indestructible, tore a big hole in Xu Yang's chest, and blood was dripping.

"Hahaha......" The grand voice was not willing to be lonely, and sneered, "The descendant of the Xuantian Old Demon." Then you should die, and after you die, the statue will be mine!

Every word was like a sledgehammer, striking on Xu Yang's chest. After saying this, Xu Yang had already taken dozens of steps back in a row, on the ice and snow platform. Leaving a deep white mark.

However, Xu Yang's eyes are still bright and bright.

"I'm not the descendant of Xuantian God...... Xu Yang said lightly, he added in his heart: I am Xuantian God himself!

Xuanjun controls his own realm. The blood vessels near the wound had almost been suppressed, and the blood did not gush out at all. Xu Yang poured his blood and drank the sword, stepped forward, and the sword was in the air!

The bright light flashed on the blood drinking sword, and a bloody light shot towards the dog-headed man.

The second move of the Great Day Qianyuan swordsmanship, the Aurora Sword Style.

Xu Yang used the Blood Drinking Sword to perform holy arts, and the consumption was relatively low, but the power was far from being comparable to the Holy Sword. Not to mention anything else, there is no substitute for that wisp of holy power alone.

The dog-headed man's chest was directly pierced by blood light, and he didn't even touch the second change, the rain in the sky.

Xu Yang frowned, he looked at the transparent hole in the dog-headed man's chest, and felt that it shouldn't be so simple.

Sure enough, in the next second, the dog-headed man's chest wound was quickly healed. The kobold raised the golden sword again, and slashed at Xu Yang angrily.

At the same time, the dog-headed man repeated his old tricks, and two red lights burst out from his eyes, trying to fix Xu Yang again.

"I, Xu Yang, how can I be defeated by the same move in a row?" Xu Yang was proud, his blood sword was horizontal, and a light and mysterious power turned into a mirror, reflecting the two red lights!

Xu Yang had already seen that those two red lights were thaumaturgy that shocked the enemy's mind, but they had no lethal power in themselves. He condensed the reflection of the treasure mirror with a light mystical power, and it was indeed successful.

The dog-headed man was shot by the red light, and the movements of his entire body slowed down.

Xu Yang smiled coldly, without his mind control, he dodged this golden sword light as easily. On tiptoe, Xu Yang's body flew out in front of the air, and a sword stabbed like an arrow and a dragon.

The first move of the Great Sun Qianyuan swordsmanship, the Shining Sun Sword Style.

The warm glow of the sun shone brightly, and then turned into a golden mang's divine sword, and the thorns shot out.

The dog-headed man roared, and he hugged his neck, allowing the golden mangs to stab his body one after another.

After Xuan He's sword flash, on the body of the dog-headed man, there were deep sword holes, and the traces were like them.

"Are you dead?" Xu Yang cautiously stepped forward.

Suddenly, the dog-headed man lowered his arms, his pupils re-emitted red light, and he stood up again!

Xu Yang was surprised, this is simply amazing, could it be that this strange creature is an immortal being?

"Hmph, how can my clan's ancient artifact be so easy to deal with? If it weren't for the fact that I was in the patio seal and couldn't control it, you wouldn't even be able to touch a single hair of him. Even so, you can't kill it, it's immortal!"

The grand voice sounded again, but it was much softer: "Terran boy, you can't help my clan's ancient artifacts, why bother with it? Why don't you and I take a step back, I won't pursue you, and you will also leave the Xuanbing Ridge, how about it?"

Xu Yang's eyebrows furrowed deeply, he didn't pay attention to the bewitchment of the grand voice, but tried his best to recall the scene just now, seeking a chance to win.

Countless brilliant golden divine swords pierced through the body, and the dog-headed man hugged his neck with his arms, allowing the golden mangs divine sword to penetrate his body......

"I see...... I understand. You dog-headed puppet is not an immortal body at all!" Xu Yang smiled slightly.