readx;

Xu Yiyang and Yang Pojun, the two of them flew forward with the light of escape. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Their target, of course, is the Teleportation Temple. If you want to go to the Hundred Battles Secret Realm, you first have to go to the Great Realm where it is located, and if you rely on the two of them to fly over by themselves, you don't know when it will be.

And Xu Yiyang now has the cloak of the evil monk Junshan, so he naturally chooses to use the teleportation array.

However, leaving Kuaiyilin, Yang Pojun seemed a little unhappy. Even, he was still muttering all the way: "Junshan Daoyou, we went to the Black Evil Realm, and even went to the Happy Forest, but we didn't even fight, this is really a bit unreasonable, right?

Xu Yiyang couldn't help but be stunned.

This Yang Pojun is really a belligerent guy!

"Want to fight? It's easy!" Just as Yang Pojun was nagging, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded.

Xu Yiyang and Yang Pojun were both stunned, and without thinking, the light suddenly urged, and the speed increased a few points out of thin air.

"Oh, I said that stupid big man, aren't you going to fight? Why is this ancestor here, you are going to run away?" At this time, a sharp voice sounded, and it was a little familiar.

Xu Yiyang's heart sank, he knew who was coming.

It's the black-clothed baby monster from last time!

This person must have retreated and still refused to let go, so he gathered his accomplices to come again. Last time, he took four Jindan overhauls, but in the end he fled in the wilderness, and now there are two of them, presumably at least Yuanying cultivators!

The result of the two primordial old monsters against the two Jindan monks seems to be without thinking about it at all.

Therefore, Xu Yiyang and Yang Pojun didn't want to think about it, and immediately urged Dunguang to flee frantically.

Of course, it's impossible to be faster than the primordial old monster. And Xu Yiyang and Yang Pojun didn't expect to really outrun the two. All they have to do is buy a little time to stabilize their position.

It's just that their plan still hasn't come true. At the moment when the two of them urged the speed of the light to surge, a big black hand, hundreds of zhang in size, suddenly shrouded in the air.

Xu Yiyang shouted, and suddenly a flying sword appeared. It's just that Yang Pojun is faster than him, and with a tiger roar, the giant axe behind him has turned into a streamer and rushed up.

Only a dull sound was heard, Yang Pojun snorted, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. And the black palm was a blow and vanished.

Then, Xu Yiyang heard a sharp whistling, and when he looked back, it was a magic weapon with three flame-like blades on the ring, roaring like thunder.

Flying swords, a hundred battles, out!

Xu Yiyang just raised his momentum in an instant.

This method learned in the secret realm of Chenghai immediately showed its power. Even, Xu Yiyang himself never thought that when this momentum and the flying sword battle were perfectly integrated, there would be such a might.

Bai Zhan seemed to feel Xu Yiyang's momentum increase, and suddenly buzzed excitedly.

This is the excitement of the Hundred Battles Weapon Spirit.

The name of the sword is a hundred battles, and this tool spirit is also eager to kill and drink blood.

And what Xu Yiyang broke out at this moment was a battlefield armor, fearless charge!

The two complement each other.

So, the flying sword was excited.

And how big is the gap between a magic weapon, an explosion of excitement and being driven by the owner?

Now, it can be revealed.

If a monk recovers a magic weapon, then the machine spirit will naturally obey the order, attack and kill the enemy, and even explode itself under the master's strong order.

But it's like a man holding a knife to cut the enemy, one is just the strength of a person, and the other is ...... But it was the power of the man and the sword that burst out together.

The difference between this is rarely known. But every thing I see is lingering.

The harmonious and unified force of that kind of person and magic weapon immediately shocked the two old monsters.

They only saw that the flying sword, whose blade was incomplete, was suddenly covered with a layer of blood! Immediately, a phantasm appeared, and it was a blood-stained armor soldier.

Machine Spirit!

The magic weapon is the spirit, take the initiative to appear!

The old monster who was still hiding in the black robe with a sharp voice roared sharply: "It's not good, this kid is actually fused with the magic weapon, Daoist friends must be careful, quickly kill that stupid cow!"

At this time, a short and fat figure like a ball appeared in front of Xu Yiyang's eyes, and its weirdness was as if it suddenly appeared from the void, which made people feel very uncomfortable when they saw it.

The fat man's voice was like a night owl crying, extremely gloomy: "Don't worry, just a golden pill body cultivator, the old man is not ready to be caught!"

Yang Pojun's eyes widened angrily, and his duck-like voice was raised and shouted: "Say that Lao Tzu is a stupid cow?

As he spoke, he saw Yang Pojun wave his hand, and the giant axe was suspended in the air, emitting a circle of blue and white light. However, Yang Pojun suddenly made a seal on his chest with both hands, and the speed was simply breathtaking-the fingers as thick as carrots were pinching the complex and delicate handprints, and their impact was really strong.

As Yang Pojun's last handprint was formed, a flash of blood suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then, he was heard to raise his head and roar.

Originally, he was close to two meters tall, but at this moment, Yang Pojun's height was still growing wildly! The muscles all over his body swelled up wildly, and the iron armor on his body was stretched out in an instant, revealing his naked body. Every inch of his skin exuded a blue-gray rock sheen, and his hair grew rapidly, like flames fluttering behind his head.

The most terrifying thing was that the teeth in Yang Pojun's mouth grew rapidly, and two pairs of fangs stuck out of his lips in an instant. And his hands, feet, and nails were also growing rapidly, but in a moment, they were like a short sword.

At this moment, what appeared in front of the two primordial old monsters and Xu Yiyang was a humanoid beast that was more than two feet tall!

Yang Pojun roared, full of violence, and then leaned out his giant palm, gently and skillfully pinched the giant axe in his hand, and smashed it down with an axe at the short and fat monk in front of him.

The Humpty Fat Monk was also shocked: "Burning Blood Madness?"

Burning blood and frenzy is a desperate trick for body cultivation. It's a pity that not everyone can practice such magical powers. This requires not only understanding and qualifications, but also belief and some inexplicable factors.

Every physical cultivation that has become a blood-burning frenzy may not represent much of a future for his development, but his combat effectiveness is beyond doubt.

Because, at this time, the body cultivation no longer has their weakness - speed. Even if the consequence of doing so is that the cultivation is greatly reduced, it is very effective in the face of life and death threats.

Therefore, Yang Pojun only took one step and arrived at the side of the short and fat monk, and the giant axe was like a small mountain, pressing down on his head!

The short and fat Yuanying Monk snorted coldly, and as soon as he raised one hand, endless green phosphorus fire suddenly gushed out wildly, enveloping it in an instant. After that, I only heard a ghost cry, but where was there any trace of the short and fat monk?

Only the endless miserable green phosphorus fire is raging!

Xu Yiyang took a deep breath, he knew that Yang Pojun would not last long. Burning Blood is not much different from the method of burning blood when he was in the Sword Spirit Continent before, it is a way to drink to quench his thirst.

Once the essence and blood are consumed too much, then it immediately becomes a lamb to the slaughter.

Then, the only thing Xu Yiyang has to do is to repel the infant monster in front of him as soon as possible, so that if the two of them combine their strength, it may be possible to survive.

Then, at all costs, even if it is destruction, you must repel the great enemy in front of you!

In Xu Yiyang's heart, it is the intention of death!

Even, the black-robed monk clearly felt the extremely unstable mania of that magic weapon spirit!

That's mania that almost blew itself up!

He was almost instinctive, his hands were coiled on his chest, and one by one the Dharma seals were quickly formed. And that strange magic weapon suddenly trembled in the air, and three sharp blades like surging flames suddenly shot out from the ring, sniping at the flying sword hundred battles.

Then, the ring suddenly shone and hit Xu Yiyang's neck.

The black-robed monk thought very well, that is, with the help of the power of his strange magic weapon, he split out, one part of which sniped the flying sword, and the other part attacked Xu Yiyang himself.

As long as Xu Yiyang is killed, what magic weapon are you afraid of exploding?

But he was still tragic. He had forgotten that Xu Yiyang was proficient in the divine power of divine sense attack......

Perhaps, he still remembered, so he didn't release his weird supernatural power - the method of refining the spirit pet was not used.

Hundred battles, at this moment, are in the hands of a soldier, slashing forward frantically. And the ring, the speed is also extremely fast, and it arrived at Xu Yiyang's side at once.

Xu Yiyang didn't panic, he just clicked his fingers, and suddenly another flying sword struck out.

Lingbao, herring.

With a flash of blue light, the flying sword slammed into the ring. And at this moment, the cultivation of the spirit treasure and the magic weapon, the golden pill and the yuan infant were immediately revealed. The herring let out a mournful roar and flew out upside down. And the ring, just a light blow, is going to continue to slash forward.

At this time, a hundred battles, and the flame blade, bombarded together.

The black-robed infant old monster suddenly trembled.

At this moment, the mental connection between the feeling and his magic weapon was pricked by countless needles, and the control of the magic weapon suddenly froze, and he lost control of his magic weapon in an instant. Even, he felt that even his true gang had stagnated for a moment.

And it was this momentary stagnation that changed everything. Xu Yiyang ignored the ring that was close at hand in front of him, and with a movement of his fingers, he suddenly slashed out with another flying sword.

Magic weapon, Flowing Frost!

The flying sword, the magic weapon that Pang Si left for his disciples, was dispatched for the first time today.

The black-robed monk let out a strange scream, and at the moment when Zhen Gang resumed operation, Zhen Gang rushed out wildly, and the ring bombarded at once. Its edges glow with cold light, and it's unusually sharp!

Xu Yiyang didn't seem to see it, what he had to do now was just like the oath he made when he realized the true meaning of martial arts.

Even if the enemy is so powerful and invincible, I will step forward. Even if it's just a mouthful of spit, even if it's just a splash of blood on his face!

The black-robed monk's defensive magic power also erupted at this moment.

And Bai Zhan, at this moment, continued to move forward and slammed into the black-robed monk's second flame blade.

The familiar sting struck again...... The black-robed monk never thought that his proud work would actually be a cocoon to bind himself! Although he had been prepared for a long time, the ring that should have killed Xu Yiyang's neck still paused.

Therefore, Xu Yiyang calmly turned around and pushed his shoulders up. He even had the leisure to release a flying sword again to block the ring.

Then, blood splattered!

And the black-robed monk let out a roar of fear!