Bang!

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Ghost Cheng faced the Heavenly Giant Sword composed of ten million magic swords, and it was a lie to say that he was not nervous, but he was not afraid!

If he didn't have Lei Bao in his hand, he might retreat, after all, Bai Yi had a terrifying foundation building fluctuation at this time. But in order to get Lei Bao completely, he will do his best to protect the blood will. Since you have completely betrayed the sect, there is no way back!

He will do this work!

Thundered!

A series of terrifying fluctuations spread out from the place where the two clashed, like a monstrous wave in the sea, slapping on everyone's chest, suffocating.

Outside the big array, the golden insects were still frantically exploding, and at this time, the number had decreased by ninety percent, and the stumps and broken arms could be seen all over the ground.

The three old men were covered in blood mist and spread rapidly, and they were fiercely facing the old people, sacrificing their lives.

In the center, under the shadow of the giant sword, the eyes were closed, and the arms were stretched out towards the sky, carrying out a mysterious ritual, and the sea of blood was monstrous all over its body, and the terrifying red seemed to dye the bright moon into a blood bend.

"Can you still hold on...... Ten breaths!"

Unconsciously, a layer of complex and strange pitch-black runes, like dense ants, quietly climbed onto Bai Yi's skin.

He was no stranger to this rune.

A thousand people Gu, every time someone is cursed and becomes a walking corpse, there will be a rune appearing, and this rune is the Yama Judgment.

"Slash!"

Bai Yi ignored the collapse of his soul, gritted his teeth fiercely, and the flames all over his body were strong again, as if they were burning with war intent, burning his hatred, burning the world, and the injustice to him!

Thundered!

Thousands of magic swords, like moths to a fire, rub out countless sparks in the air, like shooting stars in the night!

Stick to what?

I don't know!

Bai Yi didn't want to betray the sect and didn't want to die, so he killed with a sword!

"Ridiculous!"

Ghost Cheng sneered, his whole body was filled with golden spiritual power, at first glance, his body was like a gold cast, rolling golden waves surging out, and above the thunder treasure, the terrifying thunder and lightning were like thundersnakes, roaring fiercely towards ten thousand swords.

Under the terrifying thunder, the pinnacle of the giant sword, some magic swords, began to crack and began to be melted.

Seeing this scene, the ghost sneered even more.

The frog at the bottom of Bai Yi's well, who has never been in contact with thunder, does not understand the horror of thunder at all.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, a little purple mang, in the thunder, rushed left and right, and he was not afraid at all!

"Nine breaths!"

Bai Yi's eyes were red, his fingers moved, and a magic trick was played again, the sword curtain shook and pressed down fiercely, and in an instant, the ground collapsed, and the dust was swept up.

He was going to destroy the horrible ritual of the Blood.

"Condensation!"

Ghost Cheng sneered, slapped the storage bag suddenly, and suddenly dozens of magic weapons flew out densely, and exploded directly in the center of the giant sword, and with this blow, the giant sword appeared a gap again.

"Six breaths!"

Bai Yi was almost crazy, the power of prison killing, rolling, the giant sword trembled, countless flying swords, and moths fought the fire.

"If you can't wait, how long will you wait?"

At this time, Ghost Cheng's face turned pale, and he snorted coldly towards the traitorous disciple.

Whew, whew, whew......

In the sky, there was a blood mist floating, the blood wind was raging, and the gloomy air flow seemed to be crying out as if the evil spirits that lived in people's hearts.

The blood will disintegrate, and it is time for a desperate moment.

"Four breaths!"

Bai Yi thought silently in his heart, he was shaky, and even his mind was in a trance for a moment.

At this moment, the faces of the inner doors were gloomy, the robes were hunting, and the raindrops were generally attacking and killing Bai Yi, and the magic weapons bloomed all the way, and there were terrifying pits where the ground was blown apart.

At this time, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Ghost Cheng, his eyes flashed with a strange ghostly fire, and the thunder treasure in the sky was crumbling under the collision of the purple mang.

"Two breaths!"

Bai Yi's body shook violently, and his skin was covered with pitch-black runes, already like a ghost, and a layer of rich dead qi enveloped him.

At this time, the inner gate attacked and killed, and a spear slashed into Bai Yi's shoulder.

Click!

The fine iron spear broke, and Bai Yi's shoulder was cut with blood.

"Such a strong body, worthy of a big dark glass body!"

The traitor screamed in surprise, slapped the storage bag suddenly, and another spear was in his hand.

Relying on his physical body to break his spear, it was incredible, and in the inner door, except for Fang Mudao, he saw it for the first time.

Thundered!

Almost at the same time, more than two dozen inner gates slashed their magic weapons on Bai Yi's body.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands!

Rao is Bai Yi turned around, and his skin and flesh instantly opened and he became a bloody man.

This moment!

Silence!

If it is an ordinary person, accepting so many inner gates to attack and kill at the same time, not to mention the ashes and ashes, there will inevitably be no bones, but the latter has not yet fallen.

In the sky, the dense fog was getting thicker and thicker, but it couldn't stop Bai Yi's blood-beaded terrifying pupils.

......

"The death of this son is the biggest loss of the Demon Antelope Sect in a hundred years!"

Guo Chenxiao muttered to himself, beside him, a dead leaf was blown down by the wind, and he struggled in the wind unwillingly, as if roaring that it had the same fate as Bai Yi.

"Haha, Master Guo, the younger generation of your Demon Antelope Sect is not all mediocre talents, I think this forbidden ghost is very good...... It's a pity, it's a pity, but you have destroyed your roots!"

Outside the sky, there was a mockery.

Guo Chenxiao didn't refute, this sentence shook the air current, and the dead leaves were torn to pieces, as if no one in the Demon Antelope Sect had paid attention to the code in the past few years.

"Huh, Bai Yi still has the strength to spa......re? Isn't it?"

Suddenly, an elder exclaimed, and people showed incredulity.

......

"Boom!"

Bai Yi was in pain to the point of numbness, his thinking was dull at the moment, and only his super strong mind was hanging the last trace of clarity.

He felt that his body was hollowed out, and in another breath, he would be swallowed up by the curse of indifference in his body.

Therefore, at this moment, he was desperate and made an extermination seal.

At this moment, the sky was red, and the shattered giant sword began to have real firelight.

Is that...... The magic sword blew itself up.

One point, two points, ten handles, one hundred handles...... A thousand handles!

In an instant, it seemed that the sun was falling, and the giant sword, which was like a bridge, became a fireball, as if the sun was setting, sinking people's hearts to the eighteenth layer of hell.

It's like hell coming.

"Die!"

Bai Yi's pupils almost broke through his eye sockets, and the fireball lived up to expectations, carrying his endless anger and crushing the ghost inheritance's Lei Bao.

Crash!

Ghost Cheng took a step back, and on top of his body, a layer of defensive magic weapons shattered.

His face was cold, his long hair fluttered, his pupils flashed with the last madness, and he began to burn his spiritual power, like a torrent of golden water, rubbing against the fireball, causing the ground in the triangular array to be overturned.

In this battle, the first realm of the secret realm seems to have been uprooted.

Thousands of golden insects, dead and wounded.

Countless inner doors are arrogant, and there are no bones left.

Thousands of magic swords burned to ashes.

At this moment, in the first realm, there was only one sword left...... Ziyang Sword.

The Purple Yang Sword was like a round of purple sun, rolling up the ashes of the Heavenly Sword, forming a purple hurricane, which devoured the ghost inheritance that was about to flee in embarrassment.

At this moment, the last few golden insects exploded! At this moment, the great array finally collapsed! At this moment, the sad wind howled, and the heavens and the earth changed color! At this moment, one of the six inner gate cores of the Demon Antelope Sect, Ghost Cheng, was in a different place.

Quiet!

There is only an eerie silence between heaven and earth.

The rebellious disciples who barely escaped the sword curtain had palpitations, and they were also seriously injured.

Ghost Inheritance...... Actually dead!

Killed by a Blood Peak Mountain disciple!