And it's a phonic spell attack together?

Huang Ding spat out two mouthfuls of blood again and sprayed it on his piano.

continued to play the sound of the piano, and added a few more true elements, and did it with all his might.

Huang Ding's teeth rubbed, his lips trembled, and he quickly plucked the sound of the piano and spit it out of the piano.

One by one, the aura sound waves visible to the naked eye followed Huang Ding's piano and went straight to the seven sound spells.

"Bang, bang, bang.." The Seven Phonology Spells were directly disintegrated there by Huang Ding.

At this moment, Huang Ding couldn't say anything at all, and he couldn't crack the Five Elements Lightning Array.

He could only cast spells with all his strength to resist the phonological spell attacks of the seven Avatar Venerables.

"Ding-dong..". Another spell attack from the God Venerable came.

Huang Ding was no longer playing the piano at the moment, he had just sprayed several mouthfuls of essence blood in a row, and he was competing with the seven Transformation God Venerables for phonological spells.

At this moment, the eighth Avatar Venerable's phonological spell came, and he gave up using the phonological spell to resist.

He was no match for the Eight Transformation God Venerables at all.

Even if he practiced the phonological spell to the peak, he could not be the opponent of the eight Transformation God Venerables.

"From..". Huang Ding pointed his hand in the air, and the mirror flew over quickly, wrapping Huang Ding tightly.

The sound system spell attack of the Eight Dao Transformation God Venerable had just come to the mirror and dissipated most of it, and only a small part flew to Huang Ding's side.

"It's good that the old man still has this mirror..". Huang Ding said as he looked at the mirror above his head.

This mirror is a rare treasure that can negate most of the phonological attacks.

The rest of the attacks can't do anything to him at all.

If it weren't for the fact that this mirror has restrictions on its use, he would have taken it out a long time ago.

However, even if there is a limit to its use, he is confident that he can survive the sound spells of the eight Transformation God Venerables.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong..". At this time, it was another two transfiguration attack from the Divine Venerable.

"Ten Transformation God Venerables.." Huang Ding's face has become the color of pork liver.

He didn't understand what he had done to hurt the heavens and reason, and he actually let the ten god-transforming cultivators of the Heavenly Machine Sect hunt him down.

And it's also a never-ending phonological spell competition.

After Liang Zicheng pressed the play button of the last speaker, he looked into the big array.

Liang Zicheng sighed softly, he didn't expect that Huang Ding was still alive now.

You have to know the traces of his apprentice, but he didn't hold out for a second under these attacks.

"That mirror is a good baby..". Liang Zicheng saw the extraordinaryness of that mirror at a glance.

At this moment, Huang Dingzheng was struggling to command the mirror to resist the attack of the ten phonological spells.

As for the phonological attacks of those Jindan monks, he had already ignored them and directly let them fall on him.

There were also more and more wounds on his body.

"That's it, I'm giving you a ride.". After Liang Zicheng finished speaking, he began to summon the Jindan Law Phase.

Soon after, a huge sword appeared in the sky.

Huang Ding seemed to feel the coercion coming from the air, and then looked up at the air.

"Jindan Dharma Phase, this is the Dharma Aspect of the Venerable God of Transformation.." Huang Ding's face was already pale.

Now that he was already struggling to resist the phonological spell attacks of the ten Transformation God Venerables, how could he still resist the Jindan Law Phase.

"Old decay, what did you do to let the Heavenly Machine Sect dispatch eleven Avatar Venerables to hunt down and kill." ？

"And so many Jindan monks.." ？

Huang Ding's brows furrowed tightly, couldn't there be several doppelgangers of the Avatar Venerable among the dozens of monks? ！

The greatsword is very elegant and beautiful, and it looks full of power, and anyone who sees it can feel that it has great power.

As soon as the giant sword appeared, it slashed towards Huang Ding with the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming force! Wherever the giant sword passed, the purple light was scorching, and the wind was roaring, and the air seemed to be afraid of its might, and it made way for it to flee in the wilderness!

Huang Ding, who was resisting the phonological spell, suddenly looked into the air with a sense of consciousness!

When he saw the huge sword that was several feet in the air, his face suddenly turned pale and bloodless!

Then he hurriedly pinched it, and a magic shield appeared in front of him, and then little by little. Suddenly, the magic shield disappeared in its place with a flash of black light.

"Boom—"

The moment Liang Zicheng's Jindan method and Huang Ding's magic weapon shield collided, a thunderous sound came out in the jungle, and two terrifying forces swept away, causing the earth to shake slightly.

"Click-"

After the two attacks held each other for a while, suddenly, thin cracks appeared on the magic weapon shield, and then the cracks quickly swam, and after a while, the shield directly turned into fragments.

After the giant sword broke through the shield magic weapon, it flew directly towards Huang Ding.

"Ah don't!" Huang Ding only had time to scream, and the place where he stood was smashed out of a huge pit by the giant sword!

Liang Zicheng hurriedly looked towards the giant pit.

I saw that Huang Ding had been killed there by the giant sword.

A pair of eyes were wide open, as if he didn't understand how there could be so many Transformation Venerables chasing him.

In the dirt beneath the corpse, a small black pouch could be faintly seen.

"Huh?" When Liang Zicheng's eyes swept over a corner of the giant pit, he saw a black baby looking at the big array.

Liang Zicheng waved his hand slightly, and two three-color flames appeared in his hand.

The Transformation God Venerable has two Yuan Infants, and he has already suffered a loss once, and this time he will not suffer again no matter what.

"Whew.". Sure enough, a black Yuan Infant flew out of Huang Ding's body.

With a finger of the flame in Liang Zicheng's hand, the three-color flame quickly flew towards the black Yuan Ying.

"Ahh The black primordial infant was instantly burned to ashes by Liang Zicheng's primordial infant supernatural power.

Immediately after that, a three-color flame appeared in Liang Zicheng's hand again.

"Go..". The three-flavor true fire in Liang Zicheng's hand immediately flew towards Huang Ding.

At this time, a black Yuan Infant flew out of Huang Ding's corpse again.

"Go..". At this moment, Liang Zicheng had already prepared, and another three-flavor true fire flew directly over.

"Fellow Daoist, I have something to say..".

"Fellow Daoist, what did I do, there were actually more than a dozen Transformation God Venerables who came to chase and kill..." ？

Huang Ding's Yuan Ying shouted loudly, and until now he didn't understand what big things he dared to do.

"Ahh The black primordial infant just let out a miserable scream and disappeared between heaven and earth.

With a move of Liang Zicheng's hand, he beckoned Huang Ding's storage bag in his hand.

Later, he found his target this time, Long Xingcao, in Huang Ding's storage bag.

"Now, I have obtained the Longxing Grass, as long as I get the Star Soul Stone, I can be separated again..." After Liang Zicheng said a word, he returned to the storage bag with a gesture of his hand.