The long stick made of the soul of the earthy yellow mountain in Kamito's hand swept across, and the space in front of the long stick shattered with each minute of the long stick, like a mountain stone that had been split. At the peak state of the seventh order, at the age of just twenty, he was already standing at the door of the law of time and space, and his talent was indeed surprising. The old grandmother of the Ancestral Desolate God Sect used almost all the resources of the Ancestral Desolate God Sect to cultivate the upper household style, so naturally she had a reason.

However, Kamito Feng faced the white bone giant summoned by "Bai Liang" with a different method, although it was only a summon, but the strength level of the white bone giant was higher than that of Kamito Feng to some extent.

Just a summon of "Bai Liang" has such a strong force, and the pressure on the side of the road is even greater, so he did not hesitate to use the soul of the mountain, cast the mountain without edges, and turned into a long stick in his hand.

Shattering the space, the fierce and fierce stick that ran rampant moved forward at the moment when the white bone giant had dodged the trajectory of the long stick, as if it was a jumping elf, and the blow of the strongest and strongest had a soft taste in an instant.

A ferocious and unforged blow, with a hint of ancient recklessness. Among the secret methods of the Ancestral Desolate God Sect, most of them are like this. At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, the great witches of all ethnic groups led the clansmen to fight with the sky and the earth, fighting for a chance to survive and continue the inheritance. Fierce and majestic.

However, the wind swept a blow, but it was a little softer in the subtleties, as if there was a little more tenacious softness in the refined steel. It's not that I have given up the dream that I have always insisted on, but there is more indomitable taste in the toughness.

The body of the white bone giant, who had already avoided the sweeping momentum of the long stick in Kamitofeng's hand, stagnated slightly, and he didn't know if it was the long stick in Kamitofeng's hand that suddenly stretched out, or if the position where the white bone giant was dodging was not enough. The tip of the long stick of Shanghufeng turned into a poke, and it was transformed like a cloud of water in the same industry. Smooth and natural. The tip of the long stick "sticks" to the femur of the white-boned giant, and it is topped with the trend.

The formidable presence in the white mist smiled and watched Kamito's movements. The old man was very relieved. This kid is still at the critical time of the battle, and he uses the techniques he has taught him.

"Click" There was a crisp sound, and the solid white bones were like paper paste, and they were directly smashed by the long stick in Kamito's hand. Originally, he was holding the long stick with both hands, but Kamito suddenly let go, and his right hand pushed violently at the end of the long stick, and then strode forward with the trajectory of the long stick flying out. The femur on one side of the white bone giant broke, and his body slammed into the ground. Kamito dodged the momentum of the white bone giant's body smashing, and as if teleporting, he had already stepped to the other end of the long stick.

Originally, it was a common move in the stick method, "river rewinding", which is a very common physical technique. But the earthy yellow long stick in Ueto's hand was extremely heavy, and it was a small mountain. Holding such a long stick in his hand, he could still smoothly perform all kinds of tricks, and Kamito Feng had obviously comprehended the original intention of the powerful existence in the white mist in the academy in the middle of the battle, and his hands were round and flowing like the Yangtze River.

Although it was only one or two of them, Kamito Feng felt that the strength of his whole body at this moment seemed to have changed the world, strong but not stagnant, and the problems that were difficult to solve after the various inheritances and cultivation in the former ancestor Asojin Sect were reached to the extreme. Some dead ends that have been unanswered for many years have suddenly opened up.

Ueto Feng originally just wanted to give it a try, but before leaving, the old grandmother of the Ancestral Desolate God Sect told Ueto Feng that there might be unexpected big opportunities during this trip, so be careful not to waste the opportunity. At that time, Kamito was uncertain. Although the inheritance of the Ancestral Desolate God Sect is similar to other sects in the Soul Lan Continent, it is not exactly the same, and it is not possible to imagine that there is not much chance of being changed from the Canglan Academy. But. Who knew that the old grandmother of Lu Dao was not referring to Canglan Academy, but the powerful existence in the white mist!

Maybe. The old grandmother of the Ancestral Desolate God Sect didn't know what the opportunity for Lu Dao to talk about herself and Kamito Feng was, maybe it was Hu Wu who quietly and vaguely confided such a vague meaning.

Before seeing the unbelievable way of power in the library. Uetofu never dreamed that there was such a way to operate in the world. In those long years of more than ten years, half of Kamitofu's energy was focused on this way of operation. The powerful existence in the white mist, every move in Kamito's heart seemed to be engraved on it, repeated simulation, understanding, and finally a drop of water pierced through the stone, and there was a trace of understanding.

The soul of the mountain, the mountain has no edges, the secret technique of the Ancestral Desolate God Sect, powerful but useless. Because not everyone can withstand the weapons that they conjure up after using the soul of the mountain, let alone fight their opponents in the battle of lightning and fire. But Kamito wanted to try it this time, because the powerful existence in the white mist was behind him, and Kamito didn't want to give up such an opportunity.

This is only one thing, but more importantly, it is a matter of survival. The strength of the white bone giant far exceeded Kamito's expectations, and each of the five ghost texts was so strong that Kamitofeng could only resist it with all his might. Already battered, what else can be done?

When Kamito Wind burst out with a force that exceeded his own expectations at the moment of life and death, there seemed to be a stream of heat flowing in the limbs and bones, making Kamito Wind extremely happy. comprehended a little bit of the martial arts taught by the powerful existence in the white mist, and displayed it at a time when it was not allowed, making Shanghu Feng happy, and more insights flowed in the bottom of his heart.

Coming to the front of the long stick, Kamito Feng held the long stick and shook it. In the flow of power, the operation mode that had been a little vague in Shanghufeng's heart was pierced like a layer of window paper, and a ray of sunlight fell from the sky and penetrated into all parts of the body, like drinking elixir.

Although the mountain ridge conjured up by the soul of the mountain has a weight that Kamito Wind cannot bear, Kamito Wind does not use his body to resist this force as before, but drives this force and uses this force.

An arc was pulled up by the long stick, and the hidden resentful spirits around the white bone giant were stretched in the huge force field, as if there was an invisible hand, tearing the resentful spirits, all of them were torn apart, turning into fragments in the sky, turning into countless stars scattered around, following the long stick of the upper hand wind turned into a galaxy to be stirred and danced, extremely gorgeous.

At this moment, the long stick in Shangtofeng's hand was no longer as heavy and stagnant as before, like a dragon that had broken through the confinement. The long stick smashed down on the head, hitting the bone giant's pelvis. Originally, the white bones that had been shattered by more than a hundred attacks by the spear of the pangolin carved beast in his hand became extremely fragile at this time, and the white bone giant fell down.

The bones are shattered and fly out. The Bone Giant had no pain, no despair. The green light in the eyes of the monster, which was born to fight, lit up, and the ghost fire flew out of the hole in the eyes of the black hole. The two bone swords inserted in Kamitofeng's shoulders trembled violently as if they sensed some summoning, splashing countless blood flowers, and faintly had an unstable momentum, as if they would fly out at any time.

Ueto's tense muscles "clenched" the two bone swords hard, and there was no delay in his hands, turning sideways, picking diagonally, and smashing smoothly. There was no sound of the wind, as if even the flow of air under the long stick had been compressed to the extreme, and it was mixed in the galaxy with a transformed form, and it couldn't even make a whimpering sound.

The action is fluid and every step is simple and clean. The broken bones directly turned into countless bone powder under the action of the power of the mountains and rivers, and the bone powder did not scatter, but gathered in the galaxy wrapped behind the long stick in the hand of Kamitofeng, and danced with it. A powerful "potential" appeared behind the long stick of the upper house, driving the power of heaven and earth, and it was majestic and majestic.

As if demolishing a house, the white-boned giant more than ten feet high was shattered, and the two ghost fires were also wrapped in the "momentum" of the long stick in the hand of Kamito Feng and fluttered, mixed with the strong wind of the long stick, and disappeared.

Kamito Feng is extremely concentrated, every trick is used concisely, and Kamito Feng, who has already comprehended a little mystery, is like water at this moment, without sorrow or joy, and even the heavy injuries on his body and the bite of the resentful spirits in his body are forgotten. At this time, only the long stick in the hand is the only one, broken, killed, and must not be allowed to turn the tables, that's all.

After a few breaths, the last blow landed on the skull of the Bone Giant, which was still taller than Kamitofu, smashing the entire skull. At this point, the long stick in Kamito's hand dissipated. Maintaining the mountain without edges and using the soul of the mountain to transform weapons was indeed a huge pressure on Kamito Feng, who had already reached the peak of the seventh order. Even if it is not the weight of the soul of the mountain, the consumption of soul power alone has already overwhelmed Kamitokaze.

Panting, Kamito Feng nailed his feet firmly to the ground, and looked back at the battle group of Buli and Yunge.

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At the same time as the battle with Kamitofeng, Yunge was also caught in a bitter battle.

Yun Ge didn't have time to observe the battle situation, but he still had some understanding. For the situation at this moment, Yun Ge couldn't cry or laugh. As a powerhouse at the peak of the seventh order, he and Kamito Feng dealt with a white-bone giant alone. And the "Bai Liang" who summoned the white bone giant left to deal with it step by step, and the kid with the lowest level among several people dealt with the deity, which was very ironic.

But Yun Ge had no choice, just because of the momentum and strength of the white bone giant, Yun Ge knew that he might not be able to win. It's already here, go all out, life and death depend on the destiny of heaven.

The light of the Carved Beast behind him flickered, and Yun Ge did not use the strength of the Engraved Beast, but directly summoned the Engraved Beast to help in the battle. All he had to deal with was a summoned bone giant, so he didn't have to fear the damage of the Horcruxbreaker to the Tattooed Beast. Perhaps because of this, Yun Ge had a slight expectation of victory. It's not big, but it's better than nothing. (To be continued......)