Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Ancient Demon Died Ground
Long Jiaoyang's heart had endless killing intent, and the evil blood demon base in his Qi Sea Dantian formed a vague evil shadow in the Qi Sea Dantian at this time.
"Die!" Long Jiaoyang used his fingers hard, Yu Min's long sword was suddenly broken by him, and Long Jiaoyang burst out at the same time, and punched Yu Min. Yumin stretched out her hand in horror to stop it!
Click!
Several bones snapped, and one of Yumin's arms was spattered with blood, and white bones stabbed out of his body. At the same time, Yumin's whole person flew out screaming.
Long Jiaoyang held the green dragon sword and fiercely pounced on the masked assassin who attacked Zishan. Pulling out the mountains and rivers pill, making Long Jiaoyang's blood boil, and his momentum was like a rainbow, plus he comprehended the sword intent, at this time, let the heaven-level magic weapon Qinglong Sword exert half of its power.
The masked assassin who was chasing after Zi Shan, preparing to kill Zi Shan in five moves, had to free up his hands to deal with Long Jiaoyang.
"Hmph, a little mid-earth-level realm cultivator, barely urging a heaven-level magic weapon, do you want to fight against me?" the masked assassin sneered, completely ignoring the rushing Long Jiaoyang in his eyes.
"It's true that my cultivation realm is not as strong as yours, but I'm going to let you die!" Long Jiaoyang's speed was extremely fast, and the Qinglong Sword was used as a big sword by it, and he slashed fiercely at the masked assassin!
The long sword in the masked assassin's hand turned, and he used his spiritual power to shake the green dragon sword in the hand of the flying dragon Jiaoyang.
Rumble!
With a loud bang, Long Jiaoyang used his pure strength to strongly shake a heaven-level realm peak cultivator. Long Jiaoyang was shocked and took three steps back, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The long sword in the masked assassin's hand was shaken out, and the tiger's mouth in his hand cracked, and blood flowed everywhere.
Long Jiaoyang didn't give the other party a chance to react, and a flying vertical pounced, and at the same time, he also threw the Qinglong Sword at Zishan and said, "Go help Ye Wei." β
Zi Shan subconsciously took the Qinglong Sword, looking at Long Jiaoyang's melee battle with a Heaven-level Realm peak cultivator, her eyes were full of shock, what kind of elixir, so that Long Jiaoyang could cross so many levels and face off against a Heaven-level Realm peak cultivator?
Zi Shan was shocked, and the masked assassin who fought with Long Jiaoyang in close combat was even more shocked, he had never thought that he would be forced into such a state by a mid-level realm cultivator. The strength of the opponent's hand-to-hand combat was too strong, and the spiritual defense of his Heaven Rank Realm peak state could not prevent such a power from harming his body through it.
"It's so powerful, but you are not a heaven-level realm cultivator after all, you can't escape death!" The masked assassin was forced to take ten steps back, but he didn't panic, the heaven-level realm momentum on his body suddenly became stronger, and a giant elephant phantom appeared on him, and he turned on the power of the ancestor's blood!
"Long Jiaoyang, go to death!" the masked assassin roared and roared, like a giant elephant stepping into the sky, like a dark cloud covering the sun, he and the giant elephant phantom struck at Long Jiaoyang at the same time.
"When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!" Long Jiaoyang roared, he did not flinch, and his fists swung out at the same time, hitting the mask assassin and the giant elephant phantom respectively!
This is a contest between the spiritual power of the cultivator and his own strength, and under normal circumstances, the spiritual power of the cultivator wins, because the spiritual power of the cultivator can hook the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and form a more powerful force. At this time, the masked assassin turned on the bloodline power again, integrating the bloodline power of the giant elephant into the spiritual power, and his momentum was stronger and stronger.
"Long Dugua, retreat quickly!" Zi Shan's eyes cracked and she shouted anxiously.
"Long Jiaoyang Daoyou, you are sending you to death......" Ye Wei couldn't help shouting in despair when he saw this.
The mask assassin who had been attacking Ye Wei and wanted to break through the heaven-level soft armor on Ye Wei's body stopped attacking Ye Wei, and in his opinion, this time the assassination mission was about to be completed.
Boom, boom, boom......
There was a loud sound like a planet impact, and Long Jiaoyang slipped backwards for several meters, and the white shirt on his body instantly exploded into powder, and then dense blood overflowed from his skin, and he was extremely injured.
And the masked assassin who fought against Long Jiaoyang, the giant elephant phantom on his body disappeared without a trace, and one of his arms was burned in the void by Long Jiaoyang's explosion!
"Ah......h
"How...... How can it be...... Your strength can actually break my bloodline and spiritual power?" blood flowed from the masked assassin's mouth.
Long Jiaoyang is like a killing god possessed at this time, he has endless killing intent in his heart, his mind is like a demon, even if blood oozes from every inch of skin, his strong willpower still lets him continue to move forward, he wants to completely kill the enemy!
Eight turns of power to pull out the mountains and rivers, giving Long Jiaoyang not only terrifying power, but also the terrifying bravery of the overlord!
The masked assassin looked at Long Jiaoyang, who was walking with boundless killing intent, and he shouted in horror, "Senior Brother Zhang Fei, save me...... You don't come over ......."
Zhang Fei came back to his senses from the shocking blow just now, he thought that his junior brother had won, but who knew that the result would be a defeat for both sides. And Long Jiaoyang seems to have the upper hand, and there are also means of killing.
A mid-level realm cultivator would actually punch the arm of a heaven-level realm peak cultivator who was running bloodline power, and no one would believe it. But the facts in front of me are suing SΓΉ Zhangfei, and such a thing really happened.
"I know, you took the Liba Mountain and River Pill!" Zhang Fei was well-informed, and he immediately thought of the reason why Long Jiaoyang's power was so terrifying.
"Senior Brother Bai Di, Long Jiaoyang has taken the Liba Mountains and Rivers Pill, you can't fight him in close combat, if you attack him with spiritual power, he will definitely be defeated. Zhang Fei shouted, and Bai Di cried, "Senior Brother Zhang Fei, the meridians in my body are damaged, and now I can't operate my spiritual power...... Hurry up and save me......"
Zhang Fei's heart was cold, knowing that it was not possible not to use the strongest strength, he looked at Ye Wei coldly and said, "Boy, let it go immediately, otherwise even if you are wearing this heaven-level soft armor, you will die in my hands." β
"Hmph, I won't be deceived by you. Ye Wei snorted coldly, he had no fear in his heart at this time, Long Jiaoyang's courage to cultivate from the middle stage of the earth-level realm to the peak of the heaven-level realm made him deeply encouraged.
"If you want everyone to die together, you can continue to attack the dragon sun. Zi Shan suddenly said in a cold voice, Zhang Fei sneered, "Hehe, can you still kill me with the two of you?"
"We can't, they can. Zishan stared vigilantly behind Zhang Fei, and at the same time shouted to Ye Wei, "Ye Wei, hold his legs tightly, it's a big deal, we all die here." β
"Hmph, does the little girl want to distract me and help Long Jiaoyang kill my companions? Zhang Fei snorted coldly, "Have I lied, don't you ask your companion to make it clear?" Zi Shan said coldly, Zhang Fei looked at Bai Di who was not far away, Bai Di said with a frightened face, "Senior Brother Zhang Fei, it's over, we're all finished, we have entered the ancient demon death ground." β
"What?!" Zhang Fei turned his head in horror, only to see that around the small mountain peak, one by one demonic skeletons and demons crawled out of the ground, his face turned green instantly, "Bastards, you bastards, if you want to commit suicide, why do you bring Lao Tzu into the ancient demon death ground......