Yin spell, evil spell altar!

Each vein of Fang Xiangzong has four basic techniques, which may not seem like much, but it is a foundation, and on top of this, there will be various changes.

Especially spells, there is a corresponding altar increase.

This evil spell altar was used by him when he was in Jianye City to deal with Pei Tu, the right protector of the Killing Sect, and now the Tao is deeper, and there is an increase in the Yin and Yang Five Flags, and the power is naturally incomparable.

Boom!

With the sound of the slapping of the Ding, the black ripples spread rapidly around the altar, expanding hundreds of meters in an instant.

I was about to meet that bloody light.

But at this moment, the blood-colored sword light turned around, and quickly retreated, just avoiding the evil curse black light, and then suspended in the air, revealing the appearance of Chengyang.

At this moment, his skin is full of metallic brilliance, and there are cracks, exuding a blood-red light, and his eyes are even more crazy and resentful.

Although he has the appearance of Tu Lingzi, he has no righteousness.

Seeing this, Zhang Biao's heart sank.

All spell casting methods must have a medium, or mark the target, and the first wave of evil spells is the role of the black wave.

Unexpectedly, even if this Chengyang was invaded by demons and was almost insane, he still had a clear sword heart and felt the danger to leave.

Now it's a bit troublesome, and the follow-up means can't be used.

Although the trap failed, Zhang Biao had no expression on his face, and said indifferently: "Didn't you come to kill me, why did you retreat again?" ”

"I still don't understand one thing, since you hate the predecessor of Tu Lingzi so much, why do you want to use his physical body as a scabbard?"

"Is it in your heart, or do you think the other party is your master?"

"Shut up!"

Chengyang's eyes were even more crazy, "I read that he helped me get out of trouble and was kind enough to protect the Tao, but he betrayed me for hypocrisy." ”

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and said angrily: "The Great Dao is ruthless, and so is the Immortal Dao, the path of cultivation is really not a trace of mercy, and this seat will not make this mistake again!" ”

"I'm going to use his body and let him see with his own eyes what is the right way!"

"The right way?"

Zhang Biao sneered, "There are thousands of roads, how do you know that your path is right?" ”

"In my opinion, it is clearly a dead end!"

"You're dead, I'm right!"

Cheng Yang smiled maniacally, turned his right palm into a sword, bent on one knee, and slammed into the ground.

Thundered......

In an instant, several blood-colored sword lights invaded the leylines of the earth, pulling the earth qi into sword qi, rushing towards Zhang Biao from different directions, and the ground flew snow and mud along the way.

And suspended in the air, the Yin Fu Flow Bead that was in harmony with the earth qi was also suddenly disordered and scattered.

Zhang Biao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately rose into the air, and the Yin and Yang Five Square Flags were still slowly rotating around him.

Bang!

On the ground under his feet, blood-colored sword qi burst out of the ground and attacked him.

Boom!

The Mo Wen knife on Zhang Biao's waist flew out, with a blood-colored phoenix fire, whirring and spinning, just enough to block a few sword qi.

Only a few jingling sounds were heard, sparks flew everywhere, the blood-colored sword light exploded and dissipated, and the Mo Wen knife was also bounced back.

Zhang Biao took it and looked at it, and his face was instantly gloomy.

Mo Wen's knife was already densely packed with cracks.

The sword qi of Chengyang is so strong that the Mo Wen knife can no longer resist it, and if it comes again, it is estimated that it will be completely shattered.

The good thing is that the Yin Talisman Flowing Beads have returned to their places, and the altar has not been broken.

"Hahaha......"

Seeing this, Chengyang's face was immediately full of ridicule, "I don't even have a flying sword, I use this kind of thing, and I still use the method of a foreign sect, and I dare to call myself a disciple of the Xuanyang Sect?" ”

Zhang Biao didn't pay attention to it, but stretched out his sword finger, slowly stroked the blade of Mo Wen's knife, and said in a deep voice: "The name of this knife is Mo Wen." ”

"Don't ask about the future, but seek your own way, accompany me since you get it, overcome obstacles all the way, and you have already had the same mind."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, his eyes were already full of murderous aura, "What kind of thing are you, the Sword of the Devourer, and you dare to laugh at it!"

"Look for death!"

Chengyang's eyes flashed with blood, and his toes broke through the air, and his blood-colored sword light was swirling, and the killing machine was blazing, and he came to Zhang Biao almost instantly.

Zhang Biao was about to retreat, but he inexplicably realized that something was wrong, and slapped at Xiao Ding.

Airplanes!

The black ripples spread, and the striking Chengyang turned into a phantom and dissipated, and at the same time, a blood-colored sword suddenly appeared in the air and stabbed at his head.

Zhang Biao had already turned sideways, and he avoided danger after danger.

The blood-colored sword pierced the air, and he was about to turn back, but he saw that Zhang Biao had already shaken his left hand, and the invisible hook and lock roared out, and the phoenix fire spread, wrapped around the hilt of the sword, and suddenly dragged it.

This blood-colored sword is also a flying sword, and I don't know where Chengyang got it from, pretending to be his own body, and also devouring the sword spirit in it, as a flying sword to attack people.

Zhang Biao was still with a face, and the Chengyang phantom was close, so he found that something was wrong, and remembered the spells that the other party could use:

Sword Aura, Sword Shadow, Golden Escape, Ecstasy, Imperial Spirit and Stealth.

Ecstasy and spirits are of no use to him.

The blood-colored sword light is the sword qi.

If you guessed correctly, Chengyang should have used the sword shadow to create illusions, the flying sword sneak attack, and he used stealth techniques.

Sure enough, outside the evil spell altar, Chengyang slowly appeared, his face full of gloom, and suddenly stretched out his hand forward.

An arm actually stretched out from the blood-colored sword, with a sharp sword aura, and stabbed directly into his heart.

Poof!

Even if Zhang Biao dodged quickly, there was still an extra bloody wound on his chest, but fortunately, he had already forged his body, and his muscles immediately tightened and stopped bleeding.

Call~

Zhang Biao was annoyed in his heart, and he pulled the invisible hook lock fiercely, holding the blood-colored big sword in his hand, and the phoenix fire behind him suddenly spread, enveloping the entire big sword.

Inside the big sword, the mark left by Chengyang's refining was burned in an instant, and the blood-colored big sword was also gone.

In the distance, Chengyang's face changed, and he hurriedly retracted his hand, looked at the blood-colored phoenix fire behind Zhang Biao, full of fear, and snorted coldly: "Even the Sanyang True Fire has been refined into this ghost, if the old ghost of Chiyang is still alive, he will also be angry with you." ”

Zhang Biao waved the big sword in his hand, the blood-colored phoenix fire was burning, his brows were furrowed, and the big sword disappeared in an instant.

He could feel that the quality of this big sword was not high, and it could not withstand all of his phoenix fire at all, and the sword spirit disappeared and had to be re-conceived.

What's even more troublesome is that he doesn't know the Xuanyang Sect's imperial sword technique, so he barely uses it, and he can't enhance his combat power, so he simply withdraws it.

Hearing Chengyang's ridicule, Zhang Biao didn't care, and said indifferently: "If there are any bits and pieces on your body, hand them over, grab them one by one, it's very troublesome." ”

Although it was mockery, his heart was full of vigilance.

This Chengyang has a wealth of combat experience, which he has never seen in his life.

He grabbed the big sword, originally to use it as a medium to cast a spell, but he didn't expect that the other party's Jin Dun's technique was mysterious, and he could attack with the help of the sword body, and he could only use the phoenix fire to expel it.

Unexpectedly, the other party was obviously entangled with demons, but his words were knives several times, and he never broke his defenses.

If it is an ordinary person, even if he loses his mind in a little rage, he will be marked by a spell and restrained to death.

But this Chengyang made himself helpless, even if he deliberately showed his flaws, he refused to enter the range of the evil spell altar for half a step.

How do you crack it?

Zhang Biao's heart moved, and he suddenly spoke: "Qianji senior, it's now, shoot!" ”

He remembered the celestial man who had come to pick up the bargain.

For such a long time, no abnormal qi was found in the noodles.

Although the other party has not yet recovered his cultivation, he is a master after all, and he must have used unknown means to cover his breath.

However, the snow was still howling and quiet.

Zhang Biao didn't care, he meant just a trick, and he didn't expect this old ghost to be fooled.

However, Cheng Yang raised his vigilance, his eyes flashed blood, and he looked around, and his gaze suddenly stopped on the left.

Boom!

He stretched out his hand, and the blood-colored sword qi roared out.

I only heard a loud bang, flying snow and mud splashed everywhere, and a huge figure broke through the ground, accompanied by an angry voice, "Boy, dare to calculate this seat!" ”

"Hahaha... Each other, each other! ”

Zhang Biao was happy and instantly understood the cause and effect.

This old ghost used a secret technique to cover up all the qi, but Chengyang has a sword heart, and this kind of mysterious induction can find the crisis.

Although he kept cursing in his mouth, the people on the thousand planes knew which was the most dangerous, and as soon as he turned around, on top of the demon puppet armor, dense blades appeared, and the wind howled, rushing towards Chengyang like a tornado.

Cheng Yang was naturally not afraid, and as soon as his body twisted, he was wrapped in blood-colored sword light, flashing left and right, and his speed was very fast, avoiding the attack of the demon puppet while emitting a series of slashing sounds.

Jingle bell... Fires were flying.

Even though this demon puppet was made of spirit copper, it was not weaker than an ordinary flying sword, but under the terrifying sword light of Chengyang, it still dropped a blade.

And Zhang Biao exploded with black fog all over his body, and used the shadow escape technique, moving forward in an instant, and the evil spell altar also moved at the same time, just wrapping the two of them in it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After several consecutive taps, the black light suddenly spread.

As soon as Chengyang's complexion changed, he was about to retreat, but at this time, he was fighting with the people on the thousand planes, so he was a step slower.

With this step, black ripples swept across its body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Zhang Biao would miss the opportunity, chanted a trick, slapped the ding, and strode forward.

On Chengyang's body, dense black lines suddenly appeared, spreading outward like spider webs.

With the blessing of the Yin and Yang Five Flags, the power of the Yin Spell has increased by more than one level, and even the body of the Nine Grades is difficult to resist.

"Roar!"

Chengyang let out a terrible roar, retreated repeatedly, and at the same time, his eyes completely turned bloody, and there was no emotion, only madness and killing intent.

Zhang Biao knew that the other party was finally attacked by the demons.

Under the severe pain, the frantic Chengyang immediately turned into a blood-colored sword light and rushed towards Zhang Biao.

But Zhang Biao had already prepared, and at the same time unloaded the dragon gourd and aimed at the rushing sword light.

Phew——!

True Qi operated, and the Dark Fire gushed out.

The simple hell fire is difficult to block the Chengyang sword qi, but Zhang Biao's gourd has already collected a large amount of Xunfeng power from the Eagle Monster Wind Eye Stone.

When the wind fuels the fire, it is the Storm of Hellfire.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Biao had poured too much true qi, and the terrifying blue dark fire gushed out, not as he imagined, turning into a whirlwind of dark fire, but spewing out.

More like a turbine engine flame from a previous life.

The blue flames have turned white!

"Roar!"

Chengyang only had time to scream, and then it was sprayed more than ten feet away, turning into a mass of charcoal, and even his limbs and heads were burned, falling into the snow, snorting white smoke.

The fire was cold, and there were large patches of ice in its passing.

Zhang Biao was also uncomfortable, not to mention the large amount of true qi in his body, the whole person was pushed by the recoil of this terrible dark fire.

Fortunately, he was physically strong and held on to him, so he didn't fall, but his legs slid in the snow for more than 20 meters before stopping.

"I'm Nima..."

Zhang Biao was also in a cold sweat, and he was afraid.

I was busy at the time, and the power of Xunfeng in the eye stone was not much, only enough to spray once or twice, so I was not willing to experiment, but I didn't expect the result to be so terrible.

However, it seems that the crooked blow is right, and a great weapon of destruction has been made......

Thinking of this, he hurriedly looked ahead.

Chengyang's body was completely indistinguishable from the human form, and layers of white ash fell off on the surface, and the blue fire was still burning.

Zhang Biao's heart was a little gloomy, he originally wanted to take back Tu Lingzi's body to worship, which was regarded as a memory of this senior.

But in this way, if Tu Lingzi is alive, I am afraid that he would rather die than have his body invaded and defiled by evil spirits.

Thinking of this, he looked to the side again.

In the distance, the people on the thousand machines stared at the dragon gourd in his hand, and when they saw him turn around, they hurriedly took a few steps back, and said with a vigilant face: "Boy, what do you want to do?" ”

Rumble!

Zhang Biao was about to speak, but saw Tu Lingzi's body explode, and in the ashes and flames in the sky, all the fragments were submerged into the demon puppets on the thousands of planes.

Shattered sword spirit!

Zhang Biao knew in his heart that Chengyang had already been shattered, and he refined Tu Lingzi's body into a scabbard.

Now that the scabbard has been destroyed, the other party uses sword qi to force back the dark fire, and it is inevitable to find the body again.

A demon puppet with a large amount of spirit copper is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Ah——!h

The people on the thousand machines only cared about guarding against Zhang Biao, but they were taken advantage of by the sword spirit, and the other party also had the technique of golden escape, which instantly drilled into the core flesh and blood of the demon puppet.

"Look for death!"

The people on the thousand planes were also furious, and suddenly took out a transparent spar from their arms and crushed it violently.

Whoa...... Dense transparent spiders poured out, ignoring the demon puppet spirit copper, burrowing around its body, spitting transparent spider silk.

These spider silks were so tenacious that they actually wrapped the fragments of the sword spirit in their bodies, and then the thousands of people on the machine screamed and pulled them out.

The demon puppet not only has a spirit bronze outer armor, but also has a large amount of flesh and blood inside because of the sacrifice of human life.

Seeing such a tragic situation, Zhang Biao also shook his head slightly, and then picked up the dragon gourd without hesitation.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing this, the people on the thousand planes screamed: "I still have to be saved, don't poison me, I have something to say." ”

Zhang Biao's face was calm, "The predecessors and this evil cult died together, I will inform the Yanjia Sect of this matter..."

"Wait a minute, I'm really still saved!"

The tone of the person on the thousand planes trembled, even with a hint of pleading, but under the demon puppet helmet, a pair of blood-colored eyes had appeared, with a metallic brilliance, indifferent and ruthless.

Clearly, Chengyang is already seizing control.

"Alas!"

The people on the Thousand Machines obviously knew that it was too late, and his demon puppet body was simply helpless to be restrained by the Chengyang Golden Escape Technique.

After a helpless sigh, the yin wind howled, and a huge spider-shaped black shadow gushed out.

Zhang Biao didn't say a word and launched a storm of hellfire.

Phew——!

This time, he had experience, and the cold white dark fire spewed, and the demon golem was instantly condensed by cold ice.

Chengyang, who had not yet controlled his body, had no power to resist, and with unwilling resentment, the countless souls entangled in the demon puppet turned into ashes.

The demon golem's helmet also lost its light, and the flesh and blood in its body turned to white ash, and it collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, a huge spark bloomed on the demon puppet's body, and in the vast snowfield, it looked extremely cold.

Eventually, the spark faded away...

For some reason, Zhang Biao suddenly remembered the last message when he first saw the statue of Tu Lingzi:

I have slain demons in the last days, but I have never thought of being worshiped by future generations...

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao looked at the sky, then turned around abruptly and aimed the ghost of the thousand people on the machine with the dragon gourd.

"Senior, please stay..."

(End of chapter)