"Spirit!

In the face of Yue Qianqiu's desperate attack, Ziyang Zhenren couldn't help but snort coldly, and the corner of his eyes was silently in a few places in the void, staying for a moment!

"Quack!"

The three-legged golden crow, which had already turned into the fetus of the spirit god, suddenly flew out of Ziyang Zhenren's body, and behind him turned into a behemoth with a wingspan of nearly ten meters, and the eyes burning with purple gold flames stared at the two people who rushed quickly!

"Kill!"

"Slash!"

Two loud shouts rang out from in front of Ziyang Zhenren at the same time, only to see Yue Qianqiu and the two of them punch out like a dragon, and their entire bodies seemed to turn into a five-clawed golden dragon at this moment, roaring towards his chest!

One punch! One sword!

It's all unpretentious basic attacks!

But at this moment, in the hands of the two Avatar Grandmasters, this can be called the simplest attack, without the slightest fancy, but it has erupted with unbelievable power! Among the rumors, the avenue is as complicated as it is simple! Come to think of it, this martial arts path should also be the same end!

"Quack!"

The Golden Crow Spirit God raised his head and roared to the sky, and the two wings more than five meters long shook slightly, and when they were about to rush towards the two of them, Ziyang Zhenren had already swung out the loose pattern long sword in his hand!

A purple light suddenly flashed from the void, turning into a shallow crescent moon, and slashed in front of the two people who flew in front of them!

"Poof!"

"Boom!"

One after the other, two completely different, but incomparably similar voices sounded one after another!

In an instant, the purple light bloomed, and the five-clawed golden dragon that Yue Qianqiu had transformed suddenly paused in mid-air, and after an instant, the golden dragon phantom outside his body suddenly shattered, turning into gold and disappearing without a trace!

At the same time, the other side of the purple moon was already slashed heavily on the Pu knife that was slashing down angrily! The originally light and fluttering pine pattern long sword was now as heavy as a thousand jun, not only blocking Yue Yu's angry slash from the mountain, but also slashing it back into the air with no remaining strength!

"Poof......

Yue Qianqiu, whose figure fell from the five-clawed golden dragon, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood! It was only at this moment that he truly understood the horror of Ziyang Zhenren, and also understood why Li Wenxuan, who was so powerful, could only survive ten breaths in the hands of Ziyang Zhenren!

Ten breaths!

When he first saw this news, he and Jiang Cheng and the others laughed at Li Wenxuan's strength for not being worthy of the name! But now that the three of them have joined forces, they are only about to survive the time of ten breaths! And now, the three of them are already half dead, two are slightly injured, and in the face of the Ziyang Zhenren who has not been damaged in the slightest, they no longer have the strength to resist!

"Ahem...... , if you let me die, Lao Tzu will let you not live!"

With a sword to slash back the two of them, just when Ziyang Zhenren was incomparably powerful, Jiang Cheng, who was already about to die, shouted loudly like a return to the light, and even the blood that spurted out of his mouth couldn't stop his roar at this moment!

"Heavenly Demon Disintegration!

In the midst of the angry shouts, Jiang Cheng's broken body quickly approached Ziyang Zhenren, and a huge True Yuan fluctuation suddenly came from behind Ziyang Zhenren!

At the same time, in a place that everyone couldn't see, a stream of out-of-control True Yuan rioted in Jiang Cheng's body, causing his entire body to swell up like a balloon!

"Jiang Cheng! You're crazy!"

was slashed by Ziyang Zhenren with a sword, but Yue Yu was only slightly injured, and at this moment, seeing Jiang Cheng looking like he was going to die together, he couldn't help but hurriedly rushed down from mid-air, wanting to stop his friend's impulse!

As soon as Yue Yu moved, Jiang Cheng seemed to be greatly stimulated, and his face, which was already very hideous, was even more like a demon at this moment, and shouted at Yue Yu: "Don't come here! Come over again, Lao Tzu will kill you together!"

As he spoke, Jiang Cheng's body was like an inflated balloon, instantly expanding to the limit, and through the translucent skin that had become translucent because of the swelling, it could be faintly seen that under that layer of human skin, whether it was the flesh meridians or bones, it had melted into a ball at this moment, turning into a semi-viscous solid liquid, surging and roaring under his increasingly hideous face!

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering roar sounded instantly, and countless flesh and blood that had dissolved were wrapped in the furious and uncontrollable True Yuan, and swept away in all directions! In the face of such a powerful suicide attack, Ziyang Zhenren couldn't help but jump in his heart!

Although he is a realm higher than the other party, but with such a close self-explosion, even if he has condensed the spirit fetus, he is not much sure, and he can escape with his whole body!

Therefore, at the moment when the furious energy swept towards him, Ziyang Zhenren subconsciously waved the long sword in his hand and cut open the void passage in front of him. But just as he was about to take a step out and retreat into the void barrier, a weak but very stable energy fluctuation suddenly appeared in the center of that violent energy!

"Humph......"

The steps that were about to be taken stopped in an instant, and after Ziyang Zhenren frowned and snorted coldly, the long sword that had just cut off the void was pulled back, and the space tunnel that had just been broken down turned into a three-zhang space blade, swallowing towards the energy fluctuations that swept in the wave!

"Boom ......"

The torn spatial crack was like a huge mouth that slowly opened, and waves of violent energy turbulence were involved in it, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without splashing the slightest ripple!

Ziyang Zhenren walked with a sword, his body followed closely behind the spatial blade that slowly dissipated, like a boat riding the wind and waves, heading backwards towards the center of the storm!

"Poof!"

The three-zhang space blade only opened up a distance of less than five zhang for Ziyang Zhenren, and it gradually bridged in the seemingly endless energy turbulence! At this moment, Ziyang Zhenren is still no less than ten zhang away from the core of Jiangcheng's "self-explosion"!

Ten zhang!

If it is someone else's time or another place!, this kind of distance, not to mention the Ziyang Zhenren who has stepped into the realm of the spirit god, even those Jiang Cheng and others who are still at the level of transforming into gods, one step down, it is not just this distance!

But at this moment, in the midst of that violent energy turbulence, let alone a distance of ten zhang, even if it is only an inch and a millimeter distance, it will take a great price to cross!

"Slash!"

With a loud shout, the long sword held by Ziyang Zhenren in his hand suddenly slashed at the front of him, and in an instant, a majestic and vast sword light galaxy condensed in the void, facing the energy turbulence that was constantly impacting, and went upstream, with an incomparably sharp sword intent, stabbing directly at Jiang Cheng himself in the center of the energy storm!

Ten Zhang... Nine Zhang... Seven Zhang... Liuzhang... Sanzhang ......

An inch of space was shortened between the two of them, even if the sword light galaxy had dimmed, even if the speed of retrograde was getting slower and slower, the figure of Ziyang Zhenren rushing forward still did not stop at all, as if he would not give up until he reached his goal!

Sanzhang ...... Two zhang ...... One and a half feet......

When the distance between the two was only less than five meters, the sword light that slashed out of the loose pattern long sword finally completely collapsed, and the scattered sword light rushed forward for the last inch of distance, and then dissipated in the still boundless energy turbulence!

And at this moment, after losing the protection of the Sword Light Galaxy, Ziyang Zhenren still had no intention of retreating! When countless essences of light flowed in his eyes, the golden crow spirit fetus, which was originally suspended behind Ziyang Zhenren and was like a totem, suddenly pounced forward at this moment and merged into his body!

It's just that, unlike before, this time the Golden Crow Spirit Fetus did not return to his sea of knowledge, but in a special way, he integrated himself into the body of Ziyang Zhenren!

"Boom!"

The golden light dissipated, and the figure of the three-legged golden crow had disappeared, but at this moment, behind Ziyang Zhenren, there was a sudden increase in a pair of golden wings with a wingspan of nearly three meters! Between the two wings flapping gently, purple-gold flame runes loomed on it! And with the appearance of these golden wings, a wave of energy that was even more powerful than when Jiang Cheng exploded just now suddenly came out from Ziyang Zhenren's body!

The instantaneous surge of strength made Ziyang Zhenren feel a little uncomfortable! Before this, he only knew that his Spirit Fetus could fight with the physical body, but he didn't know that after the fusion, his strength would more than double! If he had known that this was the case, he wouldn't have needed to cut out that starlight sword just now, just with a pair of wings behind him, he could directly crush it from this energy turbulence!

But it's not too late to know!

With the flap of his wings, Ziyang Zhenren suddenly turned into a flash of lightning, instantly passing through the last five meters of space distance, and entering the core area of the energy storm formed after Jiangcheng's self-explosion!

"No, let me go, let me go, please let me go!"

Just when Ziyang Zhenren's palm fell, in the originally empty energy storm, there was suddenly an illusory ethereal, eight-point similar figure to Jiang Cheng, this figure, the entire body was shrouded in a layer of cold mist, looming like a ghost!

Jiang Cheng, who was supposed to die completely in the self-explosion, was begging for mercy again and again at this moment, while rushing out of the storm, but he didn't dare to give Ziyang Zhenren a chance to seize himself!

Although Ziyang Zhenren didn't know what that mist-like phantom was, he was absolutely sure that this thing that was suspected of being a ghost was definitely not the soul of Jiang Cheng! Because, anyone who cultivates martial arts, after cultivating to reach the realm of Tongxuan, the three souls and seven spirits will turn into primordial gods! Even if they die in the future, the primordial gods that have condensed and formed but have not transformed into the womb of the spirit gods will not dissipate again and decompose into three souls and seven spirits, but will die together with the main body, and there will be no chance to enter reincarnation!

It looks cruel and helpless......

However, as a price in exchange for great strength and longevity and even immortality, the ending of death is very fair!

"Do you still want to escape, come back to me!"

Just as the ghostly phantom escaped outward, a purple-gold vortex was indeed suddenly shot out from the palm of Ziyang Zhenren's out!

"Ah......h

The speed of the phantom when it fled was very fast, but the vortex that shot out from the palm of the Ziyang real person was even faster! When the phantom that was suspected to be the soul of Jiangcheng was swept into the purple gold flames, a miserable voice like a ghost's wail suddenly came out of it!

The flames rolled back, and the shadow trapped in the flame vortex was like prey in a spider's web, no matter how much he struggled, he could never escape the shackles of the purple gold vortex!

"Ah......h

In the terrible wail, the shadow's struggle became more and more intense! It's just that his struggle seemed so powerless to Ziyang Zhenren! Until, when the shadow that rushed out of the storm core was dragged back into the storm core, a dead qi that was even colder than Xuan Bing suddenly poured out of the phantom's body towards the purple gold flames bound outside it!

"......Snort"

The collision of dead air and flames instantly erupted into an extremely harsh sound! At the same time, streaks of mist emerged from the center of the collision between the two, spreading out towards the surroundings!

There were more and more fogs, and in just an instant, the entire storm core was filled with this kind of fog that could not be seen with five fingers! And what made Ziyang Zhenren frightened was that in the collision of ice and fire, the flames in his body derived from the golden crow spirit fetus could not help the cold and dead qi on the other party's body, and he was still in absolute weakness!

However, what reassures Ziyang Zhenren a little is that this cold death qi from the phantom body is not much! But fortunately, otherwise, with the power of this cold death qi, Ziyang Zhenren may not be helpless against the other party!

"Ah......h

Although the cold death qi temporarily blocked the flame restraint of Ziyang Zhenren, but for the phantom who was suspected to be the undead of Jiangcheng, this taste of ice and fire was not pleasant, and what made him even more desperate was that the death qi in his body had become less and less under the incineration of the purple gold flames, although this speed was very slow, but if the two continued to stalemate, in the end, he must have been refined and turned into a cloud of flying ashes...... Out of one's wits!

Despair!

In the constant wailing, Jiang Cheng understood that if he didn't make any changes, death would be his only ending, and before he died, he would still suffer extremely painfully!

Torment of Ice and Fire!