Dozens of primeval phantom beasts with red eyes chased after Liu Madsheng and the others.

Everyone ran away in an instant, but Ding Xiaoyi was a beat slower.

He was targeted by several primeval phantom beasts,

I saw several primeval phantom beasts roaring at Ding Xiaoyi.

Several primeval phantom beasts surrounded Ding Xiaoyi, and their bloodthirsty eyes fell on Ding Xiaoyi's body.

Seeing this group of weird and ferocious primeval beasts, Ding Xiaoyi's heart was terrified.

primeval phantom beast,

It's not huge, but it's one of the most powerful and ferocious beasts.

He mainly lives by devouring the essence and blood of cultivators and cultivating.

He stood in the midst of this group of primeval beasts with his long sword in hand,

There was a greedy look in the eyes of each primeval beast, and they looked at Ding Xiaoyi as if they had seen delicious food.

As soon as the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was raised, a dazzling sword light shot towards an ancient phantom beast.

At the same time, his body turned and swept into the air.

And his ideas are beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

I saw the sword shoot at an ancient phantom beast,

But it was like mud into the sea, and the primeval phantom beast didn't even move.

And when Ding Xiaoyi's body swept into the air, the two primeval phantom beasts suddenly disappeared from their original places.

Their figures appeared in mid-air, only to see layers of ghostly light burst out from under the feet of the two primeval phantom beasts.

"Void Shift",

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi's pupils couldn't help shrinking.

He didn't think that this seemingly ordinary primeval beast had actually mastered the Void Shifting Technique.

But his heart was bitter,

Whether it is in terms of speed or strength, he is not the opponent of this group of primeval beasts.

However, this group of primeval phantom beasts did not rush to attack him, as if they were waiting for something.

"Roar",

The two primeval phantom beasts bared their teeth and let out a roar at Ding Xiaoyi.

And the other primeval phantom beast looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly.

"Whoosh, whoosh",

Two sounds of breaking the air came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

He looked around, but his heart sank to the bottom.

I saw the three-headed Taikoo Mountain Beast sweeping through the air, blocking all his retreats.

The retreat above the volley was sealed, and several primeval beasts on the ground were looking at him with murderous eyes.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't think about this delay, and he fell into the encirclement of this group of primeval beasts.

Looking at this group of primeval phantom beasts that were a few points smaller than the wolf king's size.

Ding Xiaoyi knew that these primeval phantom beasts that had lived for millions of years were not phantoms, but real fierce beasts.

He didn't know how these primeval beasts survived.

Millions of years have not allowed these primeval phantom beasts to be affected by half of it.

Ding Xiaoyi's body was also surrounded by bursts of tearing pain.

The sword in his hand flickered,

I saw that the long sword in his hand once again stirred up a frost-like sword aura, and the sword qi tore through the sky and slashed down towards an ancient phantom beast. He was seriously wounded,

He couldn't even use those two forbidden techniques, but the cultivation of his body was not five out of ten.

He could only rely on his rich combat experience to deal with these five primeval phantom beasts.

The sound of the bell,

Ding Xiaoyi took the lead in attacking the five primeval phantom beasts.

It is not his character to be beaten passively,

I saw a flash of sword light, slashing down towards an ancient phantom beast closest to him.

But the primeval beast poked out its sharp claws.

The long sword slashed down on the razor-sharp claws of the primeval beast.

There was a burst of sparks, and the sword slashed at the sharp claws of the primeval beast.

And the primeval phantom beast raised its claws with contempt,

I saw that the space was torn apart by those claws.

The claws of the primeval phantom beast pierced through the sword intent around Ding Xiaoyi's body like a broken bamboo, and slammed towards his chest.

"Woo ......",

The primeval beast raised its claws and tore the space apart.

Because the speed was too fast, the space emitted a sharp and piercing sound.

Ding Xiaoyi's face changed,

The sword was raised again, and the claws that were slammed at him in the tearing space slashed down once more.

However, without exception,

His body was hit hard, and he retreated dozens of steps in mid-air.

And the five primeval beasts surrounded him like maggots attached to the bones.

Ding Xiaoyi's face is like ashes,

Forcibly enduring the discomfort caused by the churning of blood in his chest, the sword intent in his body surged up like a volcanic eruption.

"Drunk, unparalleled sword energy",

Ding Xiaoyi sighed.

The long sword in his hand trembled,

A ghostly light burst out, and his figure turned into an afterimage and shot towards an ancient phantom beast.

"Zheng ......",

The sword pierced through the void, shattering the space around it.

Ding Xiaoyi's physical body couldn't withstand the power of that sword, and began to gush out a tearing pain.

And he can only grit his teeth,

That sword was his limit.

If this sword couldn't repel that primeval phantom beast, then he could only devour it with a few primeval phantom beasts.

It seems that he senses the great power contained in this sword.

The primeval beast's crimson gaze flickered a few times,

It bared its sharp fangs, and it let out a low roar at Ding Xiaoyi.

"Roar ......",

The primeval phantom beast let out an angry roar at Ding Xiaoyi.

Then its body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi.

The long sword pierced through the void, shooting towards the primeval phantom beast that swooped in the air with the momentum of heaven-grabbing creation.

Ding Xiaoyi's bones squeaked like an embarrassing weight, and he felt that his bones were about to fall apart.

If it weren't for the fact that his bones had been baptized by the light of the Prison God, and that divine bones were fused with his legs,

He knew that after receiving a strong blow from Na Xia Wuji, he would definitely die on the spot.

And after he used this trick,

The physical body could not withstand the power of the sword, and began to collapse and fall apart.

The corners of his mouth began to overflow with red blood because of the counter-devouring power of the sword's might.

The feet and the heart were in a dead silence.

"Woo ......",

The long sword pierces through the sky,

Like a streamer, it shot towards the primeval phantom beast that swooped in the air.

The long sword dragged a dazzling sword light in the air, and the sword light dispersed the black mist around it.

The fog was dispersed by the sword,

The sword dragged a dazzling sword light towards the primeval beast.

Ding Xiaoyi's physical body had already withstood the power of that sword to the limit, but the primeval phantom beast tore open the void and rushed towards that sword.

The other four primeval beasts stood still,

There was a murderous red glint in their eyes, and the sword made their bodies tremble slightly.

"Woo ......",

The sword shot away in a volley,

The claws of the primeval phantom beast laid a layer of gloomy light, and the dark light sealed the space around it.

And the long sword shattered the seal under the claws of the primeval phantom beast.

Then he stabbed at the throat of the phantom beast like a bamboo.

"Poof",

The sword pierced through the shadows and stabbed smoothly into the throat of the phantom beast.

The long sword passed between the claws, and Ding Xiaoyi's figure flashed out from the side of the ghostly beast.

The figure of the primeval phantom beast is frozen in mid-air,

The murderous expression and sharp fangs all fell into Ding Xiaoyi's eyes.

And he felt a kind of prostration rush from his body.

Ding Xiaoyi's body shook a few times, and then stabilized his body.

"Goo",

A streak of crimson blood shot out from the throat of the primeval beast.

As soon as Ding Xiaoyi smelled the pungent bloody breath, his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

The body of the ghost beast has not yet fallen,

But the red blood was bubbling like a spring.

Ding Xiaoyi's gaze fell on the blood that spilled out, and his throat couldn't help but move.

As soon as the long sword was drawn, a rush of blood splashed on Ding Xiaoyi's face.

And the blazing blood was like a catalyst, causing Ding Xiaoyi's body to suddenly explode with a "boom".

He suddenly felt that the blood gushing from the throat of this primeval phantom beast was like that delicious elixir and jade brew.

He grabbed the head of the primeval beast and bit it down on the wound of the primeval beast.

The primeval beast is not completely dead,

But for Ding Xiaoyi's sudden action, he was caught off guard.

A stream of hot liquid poured down from his mouth and rushed into his stomach like volcanic lava.

"Whew......",

The primeval beast let out a terrible scream.

And Ding Xiaoyi held the head of the primeval beast with both hands like iron hammers,

Blood flowed down his throat and into his abdomen like a river.

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