Chapter 802: The Middle Stage of Combat Refinement (Page 1/1)

"Hmph, this time I really looked away, I didn't expect that Daoist Friend was actually a mid-stage cultivator, but how could it be? The mid-stage cultivator of the Flying Rat Clan said coldly.

He looked at Wang An with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and the aura on Wang An's body made him completely unable to distinguish what school Wang An's cultivation Dao method belonged to.

"I'll deal with this person, you go and catch the little girl for me. ”

After the Flying Rat Clan in the middle stage of refining the void finished speaking, he flew directly towards Wang An.

Seeing the magic trick in his hand, Wang An felt that he had instantly entered a mysterious world.

"Interesting, you're really skinned. ”

Wang An slowly raised the Eight Desolation Sword in his hand, the sword magic circle lingered, the aura in his body flowed in an uproar, the surging aura was directly injected into the flying sword, and a flying sword with eight-colored light flashed in the air again.

Magnificent and mighty, slashing the sky and destroying the earth, fierce and powerful.

"Boom!"

A sword slashed out, and the terrifying sword intent swept and surged, the cold light was shining, and the spiritual energy collapsed, forming a terrifying vacuum in the air.

The flying sword landed on the yellow canopy, and all the attacks disappeared into the sea like mud cows.

A strange animal skin flickered, and the runes on it flickered, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.

"Hey, what kind of treasure are you, that can actually resist my Eight Desolation Sword?" Wang An unexpectedly glanced at this Void Refining Flying Heavenly Rat Clan.

"Haha, this thing is the animal skin left behind by the ancestor of my Flying Rat Clan at the end of his life. And this skin comes from a hard back, how can you be broken by a small cultivator?" the Flying Rat Clan smiled and said with a mocking expression.

"Buzz!"

After he finished speaking, there were three more golden hairs in his hand that were three feet long and lingered with the power of the law.

That's right, this is definitely some kind of animal hair, but the aura emanating from it makes Wang An feel a burst of fear.

"Quack, these are the three golden hairs on its skull, these hairs contain the essence of his life, I see how your little cultivator can resist. ”

This Flying Rat Clan in the middle stage of refining had a hideous face and said triumphantly.

With the pinching of the magic trick in his hand, the three golden retrievers burned like golden flames, forming golden beads the size of a hundred zhang, one after the other, and smashed towards Wang An.

The spiritual pressure was monstrous, the momentum was amazing, and the terrifying power of the law emitted a hissing sound in the void.

"Roar!"

Wang An suddenly roared angrily, threw it with one hand, and the flying sword spun around, hovering three feet above his head, swaying thousands of sword qi to protect Wang An.

"Boom!"

Under the shocked expression on the other party's face, Wang An's momentum continued to rise, golden light flashed, and countless golden runes the size of rice grains flew in the air.

Wang An's body grew taller and taller, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a golden giant the size of a hundred zhang, with many ancient patterns engraved on his body, and a powerful blood force filled the air.

At this moment, Wang An was like a volcano erupting, and the terrifying waves of qi spread out in all directions.

The blood in his body was tumbling and flowing, like a river rushing.

"Break it for me!"

Wang An pointed his finger, and the Eight Desolation Sword formed a flying sword the size of a thousand zhang, invincible, and slammed into the three golden hairs.

At this time, I saw the Flying Rat Clan, who was looking at Wang An on the other side, suddenly showed a strange smile on his face.

Wang An was startled, and felt an ominous premonition, and a feeling of hairstand suddenly rose from his back.

The Flying Rat Clan opposite him flashed a black light on his body, and he disappeared directly under his divine sense.

"Die!"

With a low roar, I saw a pair of sharp mouse claws, which were fiercely aimed at Wang An's heart and pulled in.

The body protection qi and runes around Wang An collapsed one after another, and the rat claws were directly imprinted on him.

"Bang!"

A low echo reverberated through the air, like something striking a heavy object.

The next moment, five bloody ravines suddenly appeared on Wang An's back, and golden blood flowed drippingly.

This mid-stage cultivator of the Flying Rat Clan's refining void once again surged with black light on his body and quietly disappeared.

"Woohoo!"

At the same time, the three golden retrievers that were shocked out by the Eight Desolations Sword actually flew back upside down again, with a terrifying murderous aura, shooting towards Wang An's eyes, as if they were going to directly penetrate his eyes.

"Get out!"

A trace of evil aura floated on Wang An's face, and he roared murderously.

With both fists clenched, a pair of golden fists the size of a hundred zhang suddenly appeared in the air, and a terrifying force law lingered in the heavens and the earth.

The fist shadow was heavy, and an immortal will that broke through the sky burst out from Wang An's body, suppressing the Quartet.

"Boom, boom!"

The three golden retrievers screamed sadly, and the golden light surged, and they flew back directly.

However, Wang An was not easy at this time, his fists were bleeding like a stream, exploding raw, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the white bones were clearly visible.

The most fatal thing is that in his fist, there is even a sense of the immortal law of the combined monk.

This golden retriever is worthy of being pulled out of the skull in the later stage of the fit, which is terrifying, making Wang An instantly injured.

"Whew!"

At this time, a black mang appeared on Wang An's right side again, and a magic weapon like a nine-toothed nail rake smashed at Wang An.

The law lingered, the coercion rolled, and the terrifying aura emanating from it shook the heavens and the earth.

"Slash!"

Wang An raised his arm with one arm, and the Eight Desolation Sword suspended in the air spun around, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and it slashed at this strange magic weapon.

"Dangchang!"

A sound of gold and iron resonating came, and the magic weapon disappeared into invisibility.

The surroundings were yellow and cloudy, and there was no trace of the Flying Rat Clan.

"Hmph, this is your supernatural power, right? The Flying Rat Clan is indeed a mouse, this hidden divine power blends into the darkness, and even the power of my divine sense cannot be locked. ”

At this time, Wang An suddenly remembered a legend that the Flying Rat Clan likes to hide in the dark, and they are natural assassins, and the supernatural powers awakened by most of their clansmen are hidden in space, so that people can't lock it with their divine sense.

"Golden Crow Eyes!"

I saw that Wang An's body suddenly erupted with a breath of fire origin, and an indifferent spirit suddenly appeared in the middle of the Yin Hall.

When the spirit eye appeared, a terrifying heat wave rolled and surged in the air, and countless flame runes composed of firebirds flew and circled in the void.

Faintly, you can hear the cry of the golden crow.

"Golden Crow Lingmu, Investigate the Void!"

I saw that a terrifying divine light suddenly erupted from Jin Wuling's eyes, and it was instantly shrouded in this strange space.

In Wang Anjin's black eyes, he saw a faint black shadow, three feet behind him, gradually approaching.

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