Chapter 787: The golden edge of the Three Qi Powerful Attack Cyclone is getting closer and closer. The whirring wind swept the ground deep into the ground.

The reflection of the golden light became bigger and bigger in Ghost Ming's eyes, and a stream of air blew through, his cheeks ached, and he found that there was an extra wound on his face that was deep and bone-seeing.

Boom!

The cyclone touched the ground and sliced deep into the ground.

The rocky ground shook violently, and the rubble flew wildly.

A huge and hideous gully appeared in the places where it was cut by the cyclone, and the qi surged, completely sealing the angle that the ghost Ming could dodge.

Seeing that he was about to be cut by a cyclone, Ghost Ming gritted his teeth violently, endured the pain of the wound, and a stream of blue light poured into the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword in his hand.

As the blue light shone brighter and brighter, a wail sounded from him, and after a few moments, a little gray light was suddenly forced out of his body, and the gray light had a small distorted human face on it.

The gray light was like a firefly, densely gathered around him, and then along with the blue true power, it was injected into the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword.

Looking at the cyclone that was close at hand, a trace of extreme fanaticism flashed in Ghost Ming's eyes.

"Heavenly Hell Flame Sword, front!"

With a bang, a purple arc of light surged out along with the miasma, as if it had set off a huge Lang, and the miasma churned out in all directions, and the purple arc light jumped high and slashed towards the cyclone from the bottom up.

"The pearl of rice grains also dares to compete with the sun and the moon?" Liang Xi snorted heavily, and copied Qingyue in his arms to remind, "Hurry up!"

After speaking, he twisted his body, and then with this writhing force, he threw out the rotating Tianyuan Reverse Blade.

Getting rid of Liang Xi's Tian Yuan Reverse Blade, the speed of rotation became faster, and the cyclone that swirled around it whirred, almost condensing into substance.

Half of the cyclone was submerged in the ground at the moment, and the rest generally collided violently with the purple arc.

Boom!

A long sound sounded, followed by a powerful explosion.

The force of the explosion caused the ground to collapse completely, and the solid rock that had just coalesced and formed shattered once more, and the rocky ground rose and fell like a rough sea, and it was almost impossible to find a piece of ground intact.

Ghost Ming's whole body shook violently, the muscles of his arms bulged high, and the green tendons squirmed under his skin like earthworms.

The ground around him was all shattered, his body was knocked back by the cyclone and fell back dozens of meters, and two deep marks were rubbed on the ground, and blood kept pouring out of the wounds.

However, the cyclone was stubbornly resisted by him.

Ghost Ming took a deep breath and let out a loud shout, and the purple arc light under the urging of his true power stretched wider and wider, like a thousand waves rushing forward.

Bang dang!

A ripple of energy striking flashed through the air.

The purple arc light cut into the center of the cyclone and slammed into the spinning Tianyuan Reverse Blade.

The high-speed spinning Tian Yuan Reverse Blade suddenly stopped, splashed a series of dazzling sparks and fell towards the ground.

"This is what you call more than 10,000 enemies?hahahaha!" Ghost Ming let out a series of wild laughs, "But that's all!"

"It's not over yet. Liang Xi's faint voice came out through the miasma arc light of the light curtain that splashed around.

Looking up at the sky, Ghost Ming's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and he gasped with a hiss.

I don't know when, a huge round light wheel appeared in the air.

Next to the wheel of light is an arc of ice-blue light.

The red flames and the ice-blue arc light reflected each other in mid-air, making Ghost Ming can't help but think of the moment when the sun and moon alternated.

Ghost Ming's mouth opened hugely, and he couldn't close it.

"Just now he threw out the Tianshu Sword, just to gather true power?" Ghost Ming felt the two powerful true power fluctuations in the sky, and he couldn't help but break out in a fine cold sweat on his forehead.

I don't know why, in the face of the two true powers of water and fire in the air, Ghost Ming has a feeling that his whole body is trapped.

The fine pain in his skin made him frown, and when he looked down, the corners of his brow jumped suddenly.

I don't know when thin strangulation marks appeared on his body, these marks cut his skin, blood seeped out, and straight blood lines appeared in mid-air.

"It's—" Ghost Ming's heart pounded, and he stared intently at the bloodlines.

His heart almost stopped beating suddenly.

At this time, he realized that on the ground beside him, he didn't know when, and thin vines in the shape of spider silk had grown.

These vines were slender, but they were so resilient that they were tied like steel cables around their wrists, legs, ribs, chest, and even neck.

The vines cut through his skin, and the blood flowed down the vines, forming a thin line of blood in midair.

Ghost Ming tried to move his fingers, trying to break free of the vine, but the thin vine was indeed as sharp as a blade, and with a slight pull, a large piece of the flesh on his finger was cut, revealing the white bones inside.

"Wood True Power!" Feeling the flowing edge on the thin vines, an incredible look flashed in Ghost Ming's eyes, "How can Wood True Power have attack power?"

As if feeling the pressure of falling from mid-air, the sword body of the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword emitted the slightest sound, and the gray souls poured out one after another, lingering around the ghost inscription, seemingly very anxious and uneasy.

"You want to trap me with these green vines?" Feeling that the aura of danger in mid-air was getting stronger and stronger, Ghost Ming bit the tip of his tongue, and the blood mixed with the minced flesh on the tip of his tongue spit on the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword.

After absorbing the blood, the scattered souls around him were re-absorbed into the body by the sword body, and a faint purple light flashed with the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword.

"Huh!" Ghost Ming looked at the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword and let out a puzzled sound.

He wasn't sure if he had misread it just now, but there seemed to be a different light on the sword.

But at this time, he didn't have time to think so much, so he held back the severe pain and pulled out the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword from the ground, and swiped it around his body a few times.

The toughness of these vines exceeded Ghost Ming's imagination, and the blade of the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword couldn't easily cut them off, and finally broke one of them, and his wrists were also dripping with blood, and white bones came out of the flesh.

"Damn!" Ghost Ming looked up into the air, even if he was a few hundred meters away, he could still feel the fury in Liang Xi's eyes.

"Die!"

Liang Xi shouted, and the ice blue light blade in his left hand slashed down angrily, followed by the light wheel in his right hand.

The burning fireball flew into the air, expanded a thousand times with a roar, and instantly turned into a falling meteorite, followed by the light blade, and smashed towards the head of the ghost Ming.

The moment the light blade made a move, it expanded.

The sharp blade blasted the ground hundreds of meters below into a bottomless ravine with just its strength.