Chapter 200: The Black Knife
A green glow diffused from the valley behind, covering half of the sky in the blink of an eye.
Black and green complement each other, and a blinding light erupts from mid-air, setting off a howling wind.
"Crazy Spirit, your decades of accumulation have come to naught, the abyss is not there, how can you fight against me?"
With the green brilliance shining, a god-like figure descended from the sky. It is a huge hibiscus flower, the crystal white petals bloom with countless brilliance, and the nine green leaves dance gently, scattering a green rain of light.
The light rain fell on the ground and suddenly turned into a green light curtain. The earth trembled, the shattered ground was completely healed, and everything grew and was full of life. Greenery sprawled from the earth, covering all the broken land in the blink of an eye. A hundred flowers bloom, the medicinal fragrance is compelling, full of freshness and the vigorous breath of life.
The bodies of several people in Bei Mingyan were shrouded in light and rain, and in just a few moments, Qin Yang and Tu Zai's injuries had completely healed. Only Bei Mingyan was too seriously injured, a bone click, continuous healing, and his whole body was gently squirming, that is, the bones and muscles were completing their rebirth.
Bei Mingyan was shocked in his heart, but he didn't dare to slack off at all. The Heaven-Breaking Decision was running wildly, and the green light rain was full of vitality, similar to the breath of the third stage of the Heaven-Breaking Section, which was directly incorporated into the body and turned into a body of blood.
Green light emanated from Bei Shenyan's body, and the white source flame evolved into vitality, affecting the surrounding environment.
Countless plants and trees grew rapidly, showing the powerful power of nature, completely dispelling the billowing black mist.
In mid-air, a human face seemed to be revealed on the white crystal petals, and he glanced at Bei Mingyan in surprise, showing a little surprise on his face, but he did not step forward at this time, but looked at the mad man with a very gloomy face on the other side.
"Don't you want to stop, seeing that you haven't completely fallen into madness, I want to temper you with compassion, don't be obsessed, turn back. ”
The ethereal voice could not be heard by men and women, but it carried a very comfortable feeling, which made people's hearts suddenly clear.
The mad ghost's face was gloomy, and the rolling black curtain behind him had completely dissipated, turning into a black mist and slowly drifting.
The dark curtain that covers the sky is called the abyss, and it is the most powerful martial art of the mad spirit, and it can be regarded as a powerful secret treasure. For decades, the mad spirit has been slaughtering the world's strongest, absorbing the other party's divine soul and turning it into the abyss, refining and turning it into an unjust soul, which is very powerful. Even if he encounters an enemy that is stronger than himself, and there are countless unjust souls in the abyss, the mad spirit is not afraid at all.
Those countless souls don't know how many strong people and people they have slaughtered, all the souls are included in it, and after the refining and cultivation of the abyss, they will be more powerful than themselves. Now, before the mad spirit showed the most powerful threat of the abyss to the divine soul, it had been shattered by the inexplicable black light.
"Compassion? Jokes, so-called compassion, but idiots. If you want to fight, you will fight, where is there so much nonsense?"
The madness roared, and his heart was completely confused. The abyss is completely shattered, and I don't know how many years and months it will take to return to that scale. Decades of hard work have been wiped out, and the madman has become almost insane.
The nine-leaf hibiscus flower sighed softly, but she didn't mean to make a move, and her hazy face was quite tangled.
Seeing the nine-leaf hibiscus flower like this, the madness was stunned for a moment, and then it seemed to see through something, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"What's the matter, Lord Hibiscus Flower? Could it be that your cultivation has gone wrong and your body is still weak? Or is it that the tribulation has failed?"
The mad spirit's eyes sparkled even more, gradually turning scarlet. A crazy and violent aura was released, turning into a monstrous resentful spirit. Countless black shadows swirled around the mad monster in midair, letting out a series of heart-stopping howls.
Hearing this, the face of the nine-leaf hibiscus flower in mid-air changed slightly, and the breath fluctuated for a moment, although it was not obvious, but it was still captured by the mad spirit.
"I'll just say, why haven't I seen you make another move for so long, I think it's because I rely on the formation here to cover up all the breath, sneak into the catastrophe, and want to improve my cultivation again. It's a pity, it's a pity, I didn't expect you to fail. In this way, even without the abyss, I can cut you all under the sword!"
The mad spirit laughed, and a mountain-opening knife with a black glow suddenly appeared in his hand. The rich evil aura was released, with a very violent aura, faintly as if being targeted by evil ghosts, which made people's hearts tremble.
Bei Mingyan suddenly opened his eyes, feeling the evil meaning contained in the mountain opening knife, and a body of Yuan Yan gushed out uncontrollably, as if he had been stimulated, desperately trying to burn the strange black knife.
Mad Wei frowned, feeling that the black mountain opening knife in his hand was also trembling slightly, although he didn't understand what was going on, but his eyes fell on Bei Mingyan, who was trembling lightly.
"What's going on?"
Bei Mingyan was frightened, and suddenly realized that Yuan Yan, who had been silent in his heart, suddenly had strong mood swings at this moment. It's like seeing a generational enemy, and it's very intense.
"It's, it's it, kill it, refine it, refine it!"
In Yuan Yanzhong, intermittent thoughts suddenly entered Bei Mingyan's mind, and then there was no sound, only the increasingly fierce fluctuations were very uncalm.
There was a huge shock in Bei Mingyan's heart, and the rolling source flame suddenly burst out with vitality, directly turning into Bei Mingyan's blood.
The sound of clicking and clicking kept coming, and the shattered bones were completely restored in an instant, and the broken muscles were also reunited in the vitality of Yuan Yan, and a powerful force surged up and down the body uncontrollably, and the terrifying power that almost destroyed the world came out in an instant.
Bei Mingyan's body floated uncontrollably, and Yuan Yan turned into a spear, exactly the same as the Red Sun Burning Sky Spear. A terrifying aura of destruction erupted from it, not its former vigor. This breath of destruction directly shook the heavens and the earth and wanted to exterminate the common people.
"This is, the real Yuanyan!"
Bei Mingyan's pupils suddenly shrank into a pin-like shape, and such a terrifying aura of destruction made him feel a wave of fear from the bottom of his heart. It's like a beast that has been dormant in the ancient period suddenly wakes up, slowly revealing its fangs.
At the same time, in mid-air, the black mountain sword in the hand of the mad spirit also bloomed with a black light, and endless evil emanated from it, as if it was about to devour heaven and earth, comparable to the aura of destruction emitted by Yuan Yan.
"What the hell is going on here?"
The mad spirit was also puzzled, and he felt that his black mountain knife had an inexplicable tremor before, blooming with inexplicable resentment, but he didn't want to take it out just now, and it would suddenly change and such a thing happen.
"Chop it, chop it!"
An inaudible voice suddenly sounded in the mad spirit's heart, and endless evil instantly devoured his heart.
His eyes were scarlet, and the aura on the mad ghost's body suddenly changed from crazy and violent to evil, and a strange blood-colored pattern slowly appeared on the black mountain sword in his hand.
On the original unpretentious black blade, as if blood was slowly flowing, the smell of evil and blood emanated, turning into billowing blood-red smoke and swallowing the mad spirit in it, revealing only the scarlet eyes.
Like a demon from the Nine Hells, the mad spirit has completely lost his true nature. Exhaled softly, and suddenly turned into rolling thunder, shaking the world. A mouth, no longer the soft voice of the madman, but not like a human voice.
"I've finally found you, White Fire. How many years, 100,000 years, or millions of years. Today, I will slay you down and settle these countless years of war. ”
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