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Lin Xuan suddenly heard this, and this feeling floated in his heart.

Is the Yin Gong Monument broken? Your brain is broken.

Well, the brain is a good thing......

Hey?

Lin Xuan waited until he saw the corner of the [Ten Directions and Six Dao Yin Gong Monuments] that was hanging three feet in the void and towering.

The old eyes were round, his eyes were shocked, and he was inexplicably frightened.

That's 1,300 Huigui. It is estimated that some weaker soldiers and horses are also this number.

And the soldiers and horses can command nearly 10,000 ghost troops.

Don't be too little, you must know that many soldiers and horses can only get hundreds of Gui Yin Gong unless they personally take action and kill a Blood Sea Shura who commands thousands of troops.

Otherwise, the troops will be transferred to besiege, and the sergeants will share the profits, but there will be very few of them.

So 1,300 Huigui, this has to be at least a great Shura of the earth immortal level, and it was killed by someone alone.

How the two were not shocked.

As for the highest degree of Yin Gong, Yuan Jun. Wait, what's that.

129,600 Huigui, one yuan.

This has to kill more than ten immortal true immortals alone to reach this number, so Yuan Jun's yin skill is similar to the number of billions of trillions in the mortal world.

Almost astronomical.

In ancient and modern times, no one has been heard of to calculate income by astronomical amounts.

From this point of view, the establishment of this balance by Emperor Xudu really has a bit of cold humor.

Not to mention that the two of them are here, their hearts are fluctuating and surging.

300,000 miles east of Yinchuan.

Above the barren peaks.

It was raining, and the wind and thunder were roaring.

The boom is non-stop, and it is deafening.

Jiang Ping knelt on the ground with a sword in his left hand, his resolute face was already pale, and his expression was extremely painful.

The right arm was hanging in the air, and the blue flames burned silently, looking at its posture, it seemed to want to spread upward.

However, it was stopped by the round halo of turbid yellow on Jiang Ping's arm.

This is the time when Fang Cai, the Yin and Yang Dharma King and the Thousand-Faced Heavenly Demon are sandwiched against Jiang Ping.

The Thousand-Faced Heavenly Demon secretly sprinkled out with a handful of [Blue Ze Cold Flame Yin Vortex Star Sand].

Jiang Ping, who was caught off guard, although he slashed away with a sword, between the rolling waves of qi, most of the star sand was swayed.

But the right arm holding the Three-Life and Three-Leaf Huangquan Sword was still injured by the erosion of a small handful of star sand.

It's not Jiang Ping's carelessness, but evil treasures like Xingsha.

It is not only secretive, but also extremely powerful.

It turned out that [Lan Ze Cold Flame Yin Vortex Star Sand] was a thousand-faced heavenly demon, and his people secretly went to the land of nine secluded places with the dignity of a true immortal.

Thirty thousand miles below the sea of the undead, refining the essence of the sunflower water of the entire cold abyss.

It took more than 300 years to refine.

This treasure has 365 grains, scattered grains are as light as starlight, and gathered as clouds and fog.

When it is launched, it is silent...... It's really a good baby for sneak attacks.

Moreover, on every grain of star sand the size of a fingernail, there is a Yin Fire Blue Flame that will be comparable to the power of the four divine fires, scorching and burning.

Dazzling and breathtaking.

It's a cold flame, well, there's no need to be surprised.

The cold water turns to fire, the yin and the yang are born, and the heaven and the earth are reasonable, and that's it.

said that Jiang Pingfu made a move, and under one foot of his arm, he silently ignited a fluffy blue flame, and at the same time it had to spread to his upper body.

Jiang Ping was really ruthless and decisive, the three-life three-leaf Huangquan sword was transferred to his left hand, the sword light turned sharply, and the yellow sword light was like a lotus flower half-slash.

only heard a "click", but his right arm was cut off by a sword.

The origin of the soul power of the wound was about to trickle out, but it was blocked by a circle of yellow and purple three-life power aura.

What's even better is that the power of the Yin Fire Burning of the Star Sand is also resisted by the power of these three lives.

Just under this sword, it shows the Huangquan Festival envoy who is in charge of the 100,000 ghost army all the way...... Killing decisive demeanor.

This just shows that some people are deceived even if they are momentarily blinded. Not necessarily, they are as stupid as pigs.

In the midst of catastrophes, luck and cause and effect are often entangled.

Therefore, most people are in the game, being blinded and perceived, making wrong judgments, and still not knowing it.

Don't you hear that how many dragons and snakes in ancient and modern times are reckless, and when they are just starting, they are wise and martial, and they are decisive in killing.

But as soon as the real dragon appeared, the IQ immediately went offline, and the faint tricks were frequent, which was the king's precursor.

In the end, he died and the country was destroyed, which made people laugh.

From this point of view, the way of luck implies the prosperity and decline of the reason, and the end is mysterious and mysterious.

No further ado.

It is rainy and rainy, and the killing machine is vast.

The Thousand-Faced Heavenly Demon sneered: "Jiang Ping, abandon the sword and tie your hands, and let your true spirit be reincarnated." Otherwise...... Destroy all the forms and gods. ”

Jiang Ping snorted coldly, not talking nonsense at all.

A fierce yellow sword light like a crescent moon slashed out, with an astonishing monstrous killing intent, slashing towards the face of an old man in the void.

It is the weakness of this thousand-faced heavenly demon incarnation.

After fighting for a long time, Jiang Ping has already discovered that this demon has a thousand faces, and this one is his true face on this day.

"I don't know how to lift. ”

The old dry roar reverberated in the air.

At this time, the Yin and Yang Dharma King also shook the [Yin Yang Ren Kui Twin Flags] in all directions with his divine thoughts, and the flags were like a forest moving, whining.

The twin babies whimpered violently and flew out of the flags one by one.

The small arms with copper bells and rings, and the gray ghost hands, grabbed Jiang Ping fiercely.

Jiang Ping struggled to dodge the continuous attacks of the two demons like a tide, only to feel exhausted and exhausted.

As time passed, the left arm wielding the Sansheng Sanye Huangquan Sword also became heavier and heavier. He knew that he was going to die here today.

Jiang Ping did not have the fear of being scattered, only endless chagrin and regret, as well as bitter hatred......

He has no plan to be calculated, although it is not a pity to die.

But the three-life and three-leaf Huangquan sword in his hand definitely can't fall into the hands of Liang Yan, that traitor dog thief.

Among the ten soldiers and horses under him, except for Liang Yan, there may only be Xu Gao's Yin Gong. After his fall, he will be eligible to take over the throne of the Celestial Ruler.

Xu Gao has been coveting this Huangquan Sword for a long time, and this guy has never concealed it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ping struggled to draw his sword, roaring again and again, the yellow spring was like surging water, turbid and romantic, like the yellow dragon roaring angrily, just like Jiang Ping's mood at this time.

He can't die yet, he has to leave time for Xu Gao, who he had to scold as a waste a moment ago.

"Wait, give Jiang a death. ”

Jiang Ping mobilized the little ghost qi that was left and injected it into the Sansheng Sanye Huangquan Sword.

The yellow spring air waves, if the long river crosses.

The power of the three lives of the yellow purple dream, swallowing the blade of the sword, everywhere it passed, the void seemed to be cut by it.

The verdant phantom of the clover slowly turned, and suddenly closed in the void, slashing at the face of the Yin Yang Dharma King, who had already turned into a feminine body.

"Be careful, this fang is going to fight hard. ”

A thousand faces spoke at the same time, and the buzzing sound sounded out in a disgusting way.

"Ahh ”

A high and poignant female voice sounded, startling the black rain petals around her, which shook and shattered.

But it was the white face of the woman who was as bright as jade of the Yin and Yang Dharma King, and half of her face was cut off by Jiang Ping's sword, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

What's even more difficult is that the power of the three lives on it continues to erode its human incarnation...... Even to follow the inexplicable induction, enthusiastically to help the Yin Yang Dharma King True Immortal Deity to transcend the rebirth, so that he can be a simple person.

Of course, it's pure wishful thinking, just laugh and laugh.