Without relying on it, he fell from a height of more than 60 feet, and even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured. As for the plan to deal with the evil spirits, it is completely impossible.

But the void can't be used at all, even if Yang Ji has great ability, he can't use it.

"Whoosh!"

The bowstring shook, and a long arrow swayed with blood, soaring like a star, heading straight for Yang Ji.

The bow and arrow are extremely thin, and it is extremely difficult to borrow. And if one is not good, it may be self-defeating, but he will be injured by a bow and arrow.

But at this time, Yang Ji had no choice.

"Good time!"

In the midst of the lightning and fire, Yang Ji took a deep breath, his sleeves shook back, and at the same time, the ghost envoy stepped towards the empty space in front of him.

Laugh at!

It's too late, it's too soon. The void flashed with fire, and a long arrow like a flame slashed through the heavy space and instantly appeared on the sole of Yang Ji's boot.

Yang Ji stood on tiptoe and stepped hard, only to hear a bang, the entire long arrow was immediately split apart by the huge force, and countless debris foamed down. And Yang Ji did a somersault, rushing forward like a flying swallow.

The fiery red mist in front of him was billowing in front of him, and the huge skeleton was rapidly growing in his eyes, like an active volcano.

At the moment of crashing into the skeleton of the evil spirit, Yang Ji turned upside down, and the long sword in his hand slammed suddenly, only hearing a ding, as if it was stabbing hard metal.

The red light hit his face, and a powerful force of shock came out of the evil spirit's body. And Yang Ji took a step ahead of him and continued to go up with the power of the shock on the long sword.

"Whew!"

Chen Zhu, Luo Yong, Song Li and others breathed a sigh of relief. Whatever everyone's true thoughts, at least no one wants him dead at this moment.

"What a great archery, fortunately he used this arrow in time!"

Thinking of the thrilling situation just now, everyone was secretly afraid. When he turned around again, he saw Li Chen behind him slowly retracting the bow and arrow in his hand.

His expression was calm, as if he had just done something insignificant. On the contrary, it made it difficult for everyone to say anything.

At that moment just now, if it weren't for Li Chen's move, Yang Ji might have fallen down. It's not just about archery, it's about reflexes and anticipation.

These are by no means ordinary people can do this. Li Chen's ability was secretly frightened, even Chen Zhu and the others were secretly frightened.

"That's all I can do to help him. The rest is up to him. ”

Li Chen squinted his eyes and calmly looked at a black dot that Yang Ji had turned into above the dense fog.

The crowd was silent. Li Chen was right. Yang Ji had already risen to a height of seventy zhang, and further up, under the influence of the dense fog, his accuracy was greatly affected, and the help that everyone could provide was already minimal.

Moreover, at such a distance, the power of any projectile is greatly reduced. It's not going to work like it was at the beginning.

"Whether you succeed or not, the rest is up to you. ”

On the ground, Chen Zhu, Luo Yong, and Song Li looked at the sky. Secretly. Although they have different backgrounds and different positions, everyone has the same idea in their hearts at this moment.

"Kill!-"

The Heavenly Yin Sect from all directions swept in again, and this time there seemed to be more people. Li Chen glanced up at the sky, and above the dense fog, Yang Ji's figure had completely disappeared.

"Boom!"

His eyes were filled with a surging red light, jumping like a flame. As long as you are close to the "evil spirit", you can feel how magnificent and huge its body is.

Compared to that huge body. Yang Ji is like an ant walking on the rolling hills.

Yang Ji's actions did not attract the attention of the "evil spirit", but after crossing the initial height of seventy zhang. But they are faced with an even more dangerous situation.

-- The energy in the evil spirit's body roars, and this kind of destructive energy is everywhere. Without the help of everyone, Yang Ji was like walking in an active volcano at this time. Any small mistake can lead to a catastrophe in the end.

"Khooth!"

Yang Ji performed the kung fu of "Immortal Back Sword", and the four swords came out of their sheaths, turning into silver flashes of light and sweeping through the void. Go ahead.

Every time he borrowed his strength, a "Silver Spring Sword" fell, and Yang Ji's feet did not touch the ground, and he galloped along the craggy bones like the mountains of evil spirits.

It's not easy to harness power, and it requires a lot of calculations.

Yang Ji knows very well that as long as his feet touch the ground. What awaits you is the fate of failure. Compared to the majestic energy of the evil spirit's body, his strength is too humble.

"That light is even stronger!"

Yang Ji looked at the "ahead", and a thought flashed through his mind.

When he was on the ground, Yang Ji could only use the power of "Chen Zhu" to feel the light power in the evil spirit's body that was connected with the "Wensheng Pen and Ink".

But at this point, this faint light suddenly became much stronger, and Yang Ji didn't even need to rely on anyone's strength at all to know it clearly.

In Yang Ji's perception, this bright and majestic aura was like a dazzling sun. Not only that, Yang Ji even felt that the "Wensheng Pen and Ink" given to him by the historian in his arms had become scorching, as if he had a strong sense of light with it.

Yang Ji's heart was greatly lifted, and he immediately went to the head of the evil spirit.

"Eighty zhang, eighty-three zhang, eighty-five zhang......

Four of the five "Guquan Sword" on Yang Ji's body have been used, and only the last one remains. And Yang Ji had already seen the huge and terrifying head of the evil spirit.

Now there is only one last "journey" left......

"One last ditch. ”

Yang Ji looked up, the smooth neck muscles of the evil spirit were connected to the huge head of a mountain peak, and in those huge eye sockets, the two of them looked forward with bonfire-like flames.

Only by passing the last distance can Yang Ji burrow into the mouth of the evil spirit. This is the last leg of the journey, but it is not as easy as it seems.

What's more, Yang Ji can't stay at all, staying is death!

"Huh!"

Suddenly, there was a startling sound.

"Tianyin Deputy Sect Master!"

In the midst of the lightning and fire, seeing clearly the direction from which the voice came, Yang Ji was also shocked.

I saw that above the cloudy sky, a pair of lantern-like eyes suddenly noticed Yang Ji. The deputy sect leader of the Tianyin Sect turned into a huge crow and spread its pitch-black wings, suspended in the void, and suddenly noticed "Yang Ji" on the shoulder of the evil spirit.

"How could anyone get here?"

The Deputy Sect Leader of the Tianyin Sect was not small. The height of more than 80 zhang is definitely not low. Unless it is a spirit like it, and it is a bird, it is impossible to reach this position lightly.

It also relied on its innate ability to play with Yi Xiantian in the palm of his hand. But how did this human "warrior" who didn't even get through to "Xiao Zhoutian" come about.

was surprised, Yang Ji happened to look over. Seeing that young face clearly, the deputy sect leader of the Tianyin Sect was suddenly shocked and angry.

"It's you!-"

The deputy sect leader of the Tianyin Sect never thought that this human who secretly arrived on the shoulder of the evil spirit was actually the "martial artist" of the imperial court who shot a large number of his "blood crow clones".

"Stinky boy. You're looking for death!"

Just in an instant, the deputy sect leader of the Tianyin Sect understood Yang Ji's purpose, and the "new hatred and old hatred" were immediately exposed.

"Boom!"

With a flap of the right wing, the palm-sized, schick-long feathers suddenly burst out like a torrential rain. These feathers flew out for several feet and immediately turned into clouds of black smoke. The black smoke was billowing, and the reappearance was already a powerful "blood crow".

"Quack!"

With a scream, the dense blood crows roared down like dark clouds and pounced on Yang Ji.

"Oh no!

Yang Ji's heart sank slightly. There is no escape from being in the air. The deputy sect leader of the Tianyin Sect attacked at this time, and he immediately hit his soft underbelly.

Rumble!

didn't have time to think about it, Yang Ji threw his palm and threw out the last Guquan sword in his hand. His body bent, and as soon as he stepped on the sword, he immediately flew out like an arrow from a string.

"Quack!"

The black light flashed, and the first crow roared. Its eyes are sharp, and its beak is cold. The sharp Cheng dù is almost indistinguishable from a flying sword. If you are pierced by it, you will surely die.

Yang Ji's body twisted. Just before he collided, his feet were retracted, and he slammed on the blood crow's back.

In the scream, Yang Ji took advantage of the power of this step to rise into the air and do a somersault. Head and foot, one step on the second blood crow.

Rumble!

The blood light was immense, and a wave of strong energy suddenly exploded in Yang Ji's body. Just before hundreds of "blood crows" in the rear rushed over, Yang Ji's body folded and ejected back. A flicker just sank into the spirit's rightly open head.

“！！！”

In a hurry, the deputy sect leader of the Tianyin Sect was shocked and stunned. He never expected that Yang Ji would take the initiative to rush into the mouth of the evil spirit.

By the time he reacted, Yang Ji had already disappeared.

"This madman!"

The deputy sect leader of the Tianyin Sect looked shocked: "But it's okay, just so as not to dirty my hands." ”

The mouth of the "evil spirit" is lava and fire, and if you venture into it, you will die.

"Whew!"

Ignoring Yang Ji's life or death, the deputy sect leader of the Tianyin Sect withdrew the blood crow clone, and fell down with a swoop of his wings. Through the heavy fog, a beautiful woman in white could be seen looking up at him.

"You are also a spirit, why do you ...... it"

......

Thundered!

As the two rows of huge mottled teeth behind him closed, Yang Ji felt as if he had entered another world. It was pitch black in front of him, and the torrent of dark and evil forces was surging and majestic, running around like a tidal wave.

When he really entered the evil spirit's body, Yang Ji knew how powerful this behemoth was. Unless it is the "Martial Saint" who comes, no one can deal with this evil spirit.

"It's over......"

Seeing his body lose control and crash towards the cavity wall that contained the power of destruction in the mouth of the evil spirit, Yang Ji's eyes suddenly filled with despair.

"Buzz!"

At the moment of the moment, the mutation protruded. A majestic light poured out from Yang Ji's arms, and in an instant, it shone brightly, illuminating the entire darkness. And in the mouth of the evil spirit, the majestic darkness also seemed to have encountered some nemesis, and the tide retreated.

"What is this?"

Yang Ji fell to the ground gently, and his imaginary body was dead and not alive. His gaze swept around, and Yang Ji was shocked.

The sandalwood box in his arms flew out at some point, and the lid of the box opened, and the fragments of Wensheng's pen and ink inside radiated a pure light that had never been seen before.

This light surrounded and protected Yang Ji.

But Yang Ji knew very well that the terrifying power that forced back the evil spirits was not the "Wensheng pen and ink" in his hands at all.

"You're here......"

In the dark, a voice suddenly came from the darkness, revealing incomparable exhaustion, as if suddenly awakened from a long darkness. (To be continued!)

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