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The blood-colored giant wolf let out a howl from ancient times, there was no trace of color in his eyes, and those black mist were life and death at the moment, just crazy bites. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Just behind these blood-colored giant wolves, a ten-zhang tall sword fierce god appeared. His body was extremely illusory, like smoke and dust, but when a pair of eyes gradually opened, a dazzling light suddenly shot out.

There was darkness all around, and there was blood flowing in it, and when you looked closely, there were even more ghosts with broken bodies flickering and shuttling in it, and the mournful wails were like sharp needles piercing people's ears!

But at the edge of this darkness, a little light suddenly burst out. As soon as this light appeared, it was like a giant axe that opened the sky, slashing forward. In the distance, I saw that little bit of crystal light, which suddenly burst out countless needles and pierced forward.

If anyone else was present, they could see that the eyes of the sword god, like the sun, suddenly radiated countless lightsabers and stabbed into the black mist. Those black mist, under the stabbing of these lightsabers, were extremely fragile, and they were pierced in an instant.

When Xu Yiyang saw this situation, he couldn't help but feel a beat in his heart -- How could he have forgotten this? This sword fierce god is the so-called true meaning of martial arts, and the so-called law of heaven and earth! This is the fusion of the power of the soul and the power of heaven and earth, as well as his own strength, mind, and so on, and it is a first-class magical thing.

Wouldn't it be the most appropriate to use the true intent of the martial arts to fight against this kind of resentful aura that erodes the soul of the sea god? You must know that the true intent of this martial path is not comparable to the divine sense. Now it seems that Xu Yiyang realizes that this martial true intent may have surpassed the level of divine consciousness, Dao thought, and so on.

Therefore, the divine sense needle bombarded out, and Xu Yiyang just humiliated himself. But the true meaning of this martial arts is just as soon as it appears, and before the edge is shown, its majesty has already been revealed.

As the eyes of the Sword Fierce God slowly opened, Xishan Lang only felt that the pressure around him suddenly lightened - those undead puppets that were originally besieging him gave up their attacks on him in an instant, and instead roared at the Sword Fierce God not far away.

These undead puppets, although they only have the desire to destroy, still have a certain amount of spiritual intelligence. At this moment, they felt threatened—the hundred ghosts wept sharply at night, but not only because of the strength of the magic circle's bombardment, but also because of the resentful qi that had condensed into substance.

If the resentful qi is broken, then the power of this hundred ghosts crying at night will be reduced by at least half. At this moment, seeing that the sword fierce god was just the power that escaped from his eyes, he could wantonly burn the resentful qi, and these immortal puppets immediately regarded Xu Yiyang's martial arts true intent as a first-class mortal enemy.

As for Xishanlang...... It's just a ghost at the bottom of the kettle, what's there to care about?

Xishan Lang's eyes froze, but his figure flashed without hesitation, and he pounced back. Xu Yiyang launched it with all his might, and he had seen it before, and it was really infinitely powerful. It's just that no matter how strong the explosive power is, if the Hundred Ghosts Night Cry targets Xu Yiyang, then this Sword Pavilion Sect Leader Supreme will inevitably fall—there will be no exceptions.

Even if it is dead, it will have to pull a few cushions! So Xishanlang rushed back without hesitation. He wanted to intercept the impact of these immortal puppets on Xu Yiyang.

For a while, I saw a humanoid giant wolf rushing madly, and everywhere he went, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Xu Yiyang just looked ahead silently. At this moment, the True Gang and Divine Consciousness in his body were working at full strength, and they were only divided into two directions - the Martial Dao True Intent and the Sword Box.

The body of the fierce sword god gradually became condensed, and the thunder robbery divine weapon in his hand was dim, and all his strength was reined in.

Xu Yiyang's body stood tall and tall, and in front of him, there were eleven flying swords that seemed to have been corroded, and there was a little bit of starlight.

"Slash!" poured out all the last of his strength, and then spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and Xu Yiyang fell down instantly.

The Thunder Tribulation Divine Soldier in the hand of the Sword Fierce God made a loud bang! At the moment when Xu Yiyang said the word "slash", a ball of thunder light suddenly erupted from the dim Thunder Tribulation Divine Soldier. The gods are obscure, but once they show their edge, they will make everything easy!

The thunder suddenly condensed into a ball. Qing Xilin and Xishan Lang saw it clearly—suddenly a wave of qi erupted from the ball of thunder and light, sweeping in all directions. The ball of lightning turned into an arrow and shot forward.

This colorful bolt of thunder and light flashed away, and when it reappeared, it was already in the black mist.

Xu Yiyang reluctantly raised his eyes and glanced at the martial arts true intent and those flying swords, and he no longer cared, just with the help of the mouthful of essence blood that spurted out just now, he was frantically recovering his strength. Those essence blood turned into blood mist, and then turned into bits and pieces that could not be seen by the naked eye, and then transformed into majestic Zhengang, filling Xu Yiyang's sea of qi.

The depleted sea of qi was replenished by the True Gang, and the True Gang Vortex, which had almost disappeared, became slightly clearer and began to rotate slowly.

Xu Yiyang breathed a sigh of relief and looked forward with his spirits.

The thunder arrows were colorful, and they were the concentrated fusion of all the thunder and lightning power controlled by Xu Yiyang, and they exploded wildly at this moment, and they were really amazingly powerful.

Although the black mist was thick and abnormal, even if Xishan Lang fell into it, his vision was blocked, but at this moment, the thunder arrows exploded violently, and in the rolling thunder, dazzling white, bewitching purple, smart blue and white, and the weird silver white, all burst out together.

The most ordinary power of thunder and lightning, I don't know how much it erupted at this moment, but it was just entangled together and condensed into a cloud!

Think about it, the thunder and lightning roared, condensed into clouds, what an amazing handiwork?

In the blue and white thunder clouds, there was an almost unrecognizable silver-white thunder light swimming insidiously. And the most eye-catching, but the purple Zixiao Divine Thunder and the milky white Chaos Divine Thunder!

The milky white Chaos Divine Thunder was like the sea, tumbling endlessly, and from time to time, a pillar of thunder bombarded out. And the Zixiao Divine Thunder, like a purple divine dragon, swims in the ocean of chaotic divine thunder.

These thunder and lightning powers, fused together, are distinct from each other, and they are magnificent.

As soon as the power of these thunderbolts appeared, those black mist, like snowflakes under the blazing sun, immediately dissipated. Xu Yiyang just glanced at it, even if he was bold, a chill came out of his heart.

Those black mist, the moment they were bombarded by the power of thunder and lightning, turned into countless hideous human faces, opened a bloody mouth that occupied half of the face, revealing messy sharp teeth, and gnawed at those thunder lights.

However, Xu Yiyang also knows that chaos is the fusion of everything, and when it is differentiated, it is yin and yang. Yin and Yang diverged again, and only then did they have the five elements. Although it is said that the power of thunder and lightning is the change of the five elements, as far as the current situation is concerned, the power of thunder and lightning inspired by Xu Yiyang cannot be said to be the supreme yang, but the supreme power.

What are those black mist?

It is the crazy and destructive thoughts condensed by the monks after being tortured in every way, so rich that they have condensed into substance, but the yin and evil between heaven and earth - but where can it be said to be the most yin? It is not even the most gentle. The only sharpness of it is the erosion of the soul of the sea god.

This is also the limitation of the Hundred Ghosts Night Cry, once you encounter a monk who specializes in the power of the thunder genus, half of the power can be abolished immediately. But is there anything perfect in this world?

The power of thunder and lightning burst out, instantly sweeping away the black mist within a radius of hundreds of zhang. Suddenly, in front of Xishanlang and Qing Xilin, a blank space appeared. In that empty space, there were densely packed with unrecognizable flesh-and-blood undead puppets.

At this moment, the eleven flying swords and the hundred-mouth magic weapon flying swords suddenly appeared, and they instantly turned into a big net and shrouded them in an instant.

The undead golems hissed and howled, waving their arms to meet the flying swords.

In an instant, the muffled sound of blades entering flesh, the crunch of bones being split, the long groans of flying swords, the crazy roars, and the terrible cries were all intertwined.

Flesh and blood, flying!

Xu Yiyang did not hesitate, and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood again, turning into a majestic Zhengang and merging into the sea of qi. And at this moment, a figure flashed, and it also appeared in the place where the black mist was swept away, it was Xishanlang.

Although Xu Yiyang launched it with all his might, how could he help these immortal puppets? These immortal puppets cultivated before their deaths, and they could really stare at Xu Yiyang at a glance. Although it has been weakened a lot now, it is not something that Xu Yiyang can deal with. He relied on the sharpness of his treasures, and although he left countless scars on these undead golems, where could he kill them?

But the appearance of Xishanlang is different. As soon as his figure appeared, it immediately flickered. Suddenly, in front of Xu Yiyang's eyes, countless Xishanlang appeared.

Then the undead golems fell.

Watching the killing of hundreds of undead puppets in one fell swoop, Xu Yiyang breathed a sigh of relief. And at this moment, the fierce god of the sword attacked again!

This most cohesive force erupted, although it was not loud, but everywhere it went, those black mist immediately dissipated.

Behind the Sword Fierce God, a blank passage appeared!

Then, the sword god turned around, thundered the god soldier, and slashed!

In the hundred-foot-long passage, only thunder could be seen flickering. Xishanlang's figure flashed again, and those undead puppets that had been scorched black by the lightning light turned into pieces again.

Xishan Lang has made a shot so far, and he has a truly brilliant record, but this attack with Xu Yiyang teamed up to kill the undead puppet in an instant.

But...... Harmless.

The black mist churned, covering the naked, exposed empty space again.

Xishan Lang let out a long laugh: "Xu Daoyou, with such a record, even if you and I fall here, we will be proud." ”

The flying swords all returned to the sword box, and the figure of the fierce sword god also dissipated. But Xu Yiyang slowly stood up. Continuously consumed essence blood to restore Zhengang, and by now, it has only recovered a mere two percent.

However, Xu Yiyang saw the dawn of hope.