The Huangquan Sword suddenly trembled twice in the air, and under the entanglement of ghosts and ghosts in the sky, a void light suddenly appeared on the sword.

A sword aura was fleeting, but in an instant, it had already shot into Jiang Shan's eyebrows.

There was no trace of blood on Jiang Shan's forehead, except for a dark red mark, which didn't look unusual at that moment.

Between about dozens of breaths, Jiang Shan's body suddenly shot out a circle of millilight from the inside out, the light was incomparably sharp, and the shot was full of sword qi.

Countless dry bones and ghost faces were shattered by this sudden appearance of sword qi.

Jiang Shan's blood-red eyes also had a little more sword energy, and they were extremely sharp and bright.

He didn't tremble for a minute, he suddenly raised his head, and his gaze shot at the Huangquan Sword.

The sword seemed to react to his gaze, and the sound of a soft sword roar continued.

The whimper sounded again, and the voice was extremely rapid.

The giant crocodile ran under the abyss, and in one step, it stepped into a space of several feet, and its whole body pressed towards the country from the air like a mountain.

A clear light suddenly exploded in the black cloud, blowing the black cloud out of a large hole, and the body of the giant crocodile was revealed at once.

The domineering Qingguang shook the giant crocodile back a few feet, but it was still unharmed.

A flash of red light flashed, and Bai Qingling danced with Hongling, and appeared in the huge black hole. Shuttling beside the giant crocodile's huge body, like a fluttering red butterfly.

The red rhombic was entangled, stretched, like a bend of the Red Sea, but with a roar, the forelimbs of the giant crocodile slapped fiercely on the Red Sea, and the entire Red Sea was shattered piece by piece, and the miraculous Red Rhombus flew everywhere like scraps of paper, in Bai Qingling's slightly heartbroken eyes.

As soon as the red lings were shattered, Bai Qingling's whole person was exposed in front of the giant crocodile, and the giant crocodile's forelimbs danced wildly, and there was a feeling that the space was going to be torn apart under each dance.

Bai Qingling could only dodge in a hurry against the nine-petal lotus platform.

Fortunately, although the strength of the giant crocodile is huge, because of the loss of the soul, it was temporarily robbed of its wisdom by the whimpering sound, and it did not use any means to reach the sky, Bai Qingling's speed was extremely fast, and he could barely cope with it, but Rao was so, and it was already in danger.

Jiang Shan looked at the Huangquan Sword, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and the Huangquan Sword drew a bewitching arc of light, which fell into Jiang Shan's hand like a milk swallow throwing into the forest.

With Huang Quan in his hand, Jiang Shan's whole person became bright in an instant, and a vast sword aura suddenly emanated from his body, and then disappeared in a flash.

The red lines on the faces of those swords suddenly lit up slowly, and there was breath flowing in the red lines, like blood.

Those red breaths were like thousands of tentacles, connected to Jiang Shan's hands, and the white jade-like arms suddenly gave birth to thousands of red lines.

Just in the blink of an eye, those red lines suddenly became clearer and clearer, and then the skin next to the red lines suddenly cracked, and those red lines suddenly became thousands of blood lines.

The blood lines were very strange, the blood was clearly on the surface of the skin, but it didn't fall off as if it was being adsorbed to the skin by something.

If Jiang Shan was awake at this time, he would be able to find that thousands of blood qi on his body were surging towards his hand, injected into the Huangquan Sword through those blood lines, and then circulated around the Huangquan Sword, and then returned to him, and so on, as if he and the sword had become a whole at all.

The Huangquan Sword was moistened by the blood, and those red lines became brighter, and as the red lines became brighter and brighter, the ghostly ghosts around them almost went crazy, swarming towards the sword.

Every face condensed by black spiritual power showed a greedy look, and his mouth was wide open, as if he wanted to suck the blood on the Yun Sword.

Jiang Shan's face was a little pale, but there was a sudden madness in his eyes that defied the world.

He touched the sword, and his expression showed a rare expression of appreciation, and then he slashed forward with the sword in a frenzy.

His mouth made a sound that was extremely cold.

"Death to me!"

A flash of red light, thousands of dead souls, endless dead qi suddenly stirred, all attached to the sword body, and the darkness of the entire underground space seemed to rush to the surroundings of the rivers and mountains at once.

A strange black electric light, a huge black magic sword, rolled thousands of dry bones, and countless ghosts slashed towards the giant crocodile.

Ghosts cry wolves, the wind is roaring, and the wind is gusting, this seems to be an endless world of death.

The flood of death threatens to turn all things into lonely souls.

The black mist at one end of the endless torrent dissipated, and the bones and discarded weapons all over the ground were completely emptied, revealing an incomparably clean ground.

Jiang Shan walked out step by step, following the magic sword that slashed the gods and killed the Buddha.

With each step forward, the black fog and dead air dissipated.

It was as if he was leisurely walking towards the black sea, but he could not get close to the sea, and with every minute he advanced, the coastline shrank back a minute.

It's as if he alone has forced the whole sea back.

The front end of the heavenly magic sword had already slashed into the black clouds.

A roar that penetrated the sky blocked the whimpering sound vividly, and at the moment when the dark clouds in front of the giant crocodile swung, the high-level beast cultivator who had almost completely fallen into the "Spirit Attraction Technique" finally issued an instinctive blow.

An incomparable power instantly filled the entire space, and a layer of golden light appeared on the giant crocodile's body, and under the golden light, a very large Buddha figure completely overlapped with the giant crocodile.

It was a very strange-looking Buddha, completely different from the Buddha sacrificed by the human race in the temple, without half the solemnity and solemnity of the Buddhist family, with a smile on his face, and no lifelong compassion in his eyes, only the obsession of killing everything.

It's not so much a Buddha as a demon.

When the Buddha lowered his eyebrows, closed his eyes, folded his hands, and shallowly announced a strange Buddha name.

The giant crocodile also closed its eyes and closed its forelimbs to the middle.

It actually wanted to close the earth-shattering demon sword!

That sword was too sudden, and Bai Qingling was also under the power of that sword.

At the moment when the forelimbs of the giant crocodile fell, she also happened to come to the front of the giant crocodile with the nine-petal lotus platform, and it was also under the palm of the giant crocodile.

The magic sword has pierced the black clouds in front of him, and Bai Qingling's body has been completely revealed, under the magic sword and the Buddha's palm, it is indescribably small.

The violent force turbulence made her unable to rush out at all, and the nine-petal lotus platform under her was like a small boat with her feet. She was on the boat, the boat was in the chaotic sea, and she seemed so powerless.

The Buddha's palm became smaller and smaller as it closed, and from a distance, there was almost only a gap, and the magic sword had already pierced into the Buddha's palm.

Suddenly, a stream of light, faster than the magic sword, faster than the Buddha's palm, rushed into the small gap.