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At this time, the black-robed demonized monk Fang regained his vision from the dazzling light, and saw the oncoming thunder and fire, seeing that he had no time to dodge, he seemed to realize that something was wrong, and a trace of panic flashed on his face. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

He hurriedly ran the exercises, two abnormal clusters of red appeared on his face, and he stumbled slightly before he stabilized his figure, and a thick black and gray demonic qi surged out from all over his body again, and he could no longer care about the continuous slashing of sword qi from all directions, and his eyes stared at the flying thunder and fire ball.

Just as the Thunder Fire Regiment was approaching, the black-robed demonized monk suddenly let out a low roar, and as soon as his right arm was raised, the entire right arm shrouded in black and gray demonic qi began to expand rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it swelled by nearly half.

On the outer arm, the originally fine scales and armor pieces also wriggled and devoured each other under the action of the rich demonic qi, and almost instantly, they changed into a smooth whole as black as ink, as if there was a black iron condensed arm on the right arm. Then he swung his right arm like lightning and blocked it in front of him.

Shaoyang Divine Thunder hit his right arm that was stopped in front of him, time seemed to freeze, and the whole picture was suddenly frozen.

The sneer on the corner of Chen Yang's mouth, the bitter hideousness of the black-robed demonized monk's face, but the most striking thing was the thunder and fire light that suddenly exploded I don't know how many times more dazzling than the sun.

The suddenly swollen thunder and fire mass set off a gust of wind and swept away in all directions, invincible. The sea surface was pressed out by the huge wind pressure into a pit dozens of zhang large and several zhang deep, and countless green algae were blown away, and from a high place, it looked like a small blue bead falling from the green field.

The wind raged in all directions, and a loud noise came immediately, not a loud sound but a continuous roar, and the heaven and earth of jīdàng almost changed.

Dozens of zhang away, the Bai Ling San and the Jin-robed Demon Cultivator who were fighting changed wildly at the same time, each retreating a few zhang, and only after using his means to protect his whole body did he look at the explosion of the thunder fire group blankly.

The fire subsided, the wind dissipated, and the sea surface that had been squeezed and deformed by the wind pressure also returned to calm, and the qiē just now seemed to be just an illusion, but the tragic image of the black-robed demonized monk proved that the qiē was true.

I saw that the blood was dripping all over my body, and the fine scale armor pieces had become sparse and falling, and the long iron tail had somehow broken off from it, and the wound was scorched black, and the broken half of the iron tail did not know where it went.

The thick demonic aura that shrouded him had already collapsed when the Shaoyang Divine Thunder exploded.

But the most frightening thing was that the black-robed demonized monk's mutated right arm and the right half of his body completely disappeared, and from the huge wound, even a fist-sized bright red heart could be seen beating incessantly.

Chen Yang's eyes shrank, he involuntarily raised his palm, looked at it in front of him in disbelief, and then glanced at the opposite place, and his heart was overjoyed.

This Shaoyang Divine Thunder is indeed worthy of being the incidental secret technique of Xuanming True Yang Gong, although the conditions for condensation are quite high, and it requires huā to cultivate on it with great effort, but the power is really amazing!

A demon cultivator like a black-robed demonized monk is already slightly better than a monk of the same level, and his demonized body is even more comparable to a demon beast of the same level. But even so, when he used all his defense, he was still killed by a blow from the Shaoyang Divine Thunder. Even if he can barely escape with his life this time, it will be difficult to recover without the work of the last decades!

But is it possible for him to give him a chance to escape? Chen Yang sneered secretly in his heart, and his eyes involuntarily swept to his left upper arm, where there was also a Shaoyang Divine Thunder hidden, and this Divine Thunder had been recuperating in his body for more than twenty years longer than the one just now!

After thinking about it, Chen Yang still dispelled the idea of spending another Shaoyang Divine Thunder, such a demanding attack method was himself, and after so many years, he had only condensed two Divine Thunder.

And although the black-robed demonized monk did not die, seeing that he was injured so badly, it would not take much effort to kill him, and it was not worth consuming another divine thunder.

At this time, the black-robed demonized monk recovered from his sluggish state, looked at the huge wound with a frightened face, pinched his hands, and a layer of black and gray demonic aura emerged, slightly stopping the blood that kept shooting, and then without saying a word, the black light on his body flashed, and he rode a demonic wind and fled in a hurry towards the distance.

"Want to run?" Chen Yang's eyes flashed, he sneered a few times, didn't care about it, but took a moment to fix the Blazing Sun Sword on his head, the Blazing Sun Sword was slightly for a while, and after a few sounds, he was ready to start.

Then he opened his mouth and sprayed, and a simple and colorful bronze mirror was sacrificed by him.

The black-robed demonized monk looked back, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he didn't care at all about the floating man who was blocking in front of him, he was just a monk in the late stage of foundation building, just to vent the anger in his heart.

Who knows, the floating wanderer on the opposite side had already noticed the situation here, and as soon as the black-robed demonized monk was free, he notified the other three of them by divine sense transmission.

"Array!" Seeing that the black-robed demonized monk had already deceived into front of him within ten zhang, the floating wanderer ordered without hesitation, and then threw the array flag in his hand into the air. The other three were also doing the same action at the same time, and suddenly, these array tools burst into aura, and a layer of aura shrouded in yellow mengmeng, something like an earthen wall appeared out of thin air, blocking the way of the black-robed demonized monk.

He screamed in anger, and slammed his left hand at the yellow sè earth wall, and the black and gray demonic qi condensed into black snakes, slamming at the front of him.

But the defensive power of this yellow sè earth wall is quite strong, and the damage to the vitality of the black-robed demonized monk is not small, and for a while, there is no way to take this earth wall.

As a result, the black-robed demonized monk's face naturally changed wildly, and his heart was extremely angry. I don't care if it will aggravate the injury, and when the demon power gathers violently, I have to do a desperate blow.

Who knows, his demonic power has just been halfway gathered, and a soft five-sè glow swept over, enveloping him in it and trapping him inside.

And the black-robed demonized monk suddenly felt that the demonic power gathered in the body was illuminated by this soft glow, and less than half of it disappeared out of thin air like melting snow after spring, and the operation of the demonic power was also much more stagnant and obscure.

Although it only takes a moment to return to normal, it is this moment of work that determines life and death.

The black-robed demonized monk screamed in his heart that something was wrong, and he hurriedly turned his head to look, and all he saw was the Dao Dao sword qi that was overwhelmingly attacking.

He let out a desperate cry, and was surrounded by a dense sword qi.

In the rumbling sound of sword qi explosion, mixed with the painful snort of the black-robed demonized monk, how could the black-robed demonized monk who was seriously injured and whose vitality was greatly damaged withstand Chen Yang's ready blow?

After a moment, the muffled snort in the sword qi gradually decreased, and finally fell silent.

Chen Yang's eyes flashed, and then he raised his eyebrows and waved his hand to stop the attack, the sword qi dissipated, and the black-robed demonized monk inside was out.

His body appeared in mid-air in a sluggish manner, the sword wounds on his body were messy, and the bones were visible in the deep Dao, and what was especially fatal was that several sword qi penetrated through the body from the huge wound on the right, shattering the heart like a mess of mud.

The black-robed demonized monk lowered his head, his face looked frightened and desperate, and there was a little suspicion, as if he couldn't believe that he had fallen here.

Then he swallowed his last breath, his body was crooked, and he fell from mid-air, jī a large piece of water.

Chen Yang raised his hand silently and sucked it in, sucked the storage bag on the opponent's waist into his hand, played with it slightly, put it away, and then looked towards another battlefield with a murderous look.

At this time, after witnessing Chen Yang quickly kill the black-robed demonized monk with the power of thunder, even if he used his bloodthirsty technique and became less bright, he also knew that he could not do anything, with one enemy and two, the combat power of the young monk on the other side was extremely amazing, and it was already a blessing to be able to save his life.

So, while resisting the entanglement of the Bailing Sanren, he moved around, consuming the spiritual power of the four floating people, and testing the weak point of the magic circle.

Chen Yang gasped for a while, and when the consumed spiritual power was replenished, he unceremoniously urged the Blazing Sun Sword and the ancient and colorful bronze mirror to join the battle group.

With the addition of Chen Yang, a new force, and the Bailing Sanren did not care about the damage of the giant mosquito, they attacked desperately, and soon, the thick blood aura of the bloodthirsty technique was consumed.

Without the blessing of bloodthirsty arts, even if the brocade-robed monk was one of the seven demon clans of the East China Sea, his strength was not much higher than that of the demon clan monks of the same level, and soon the battle ended without any suspense under the attack of Chen Yang and Bailing Sanren.

Chen Yang and Bailing Sanren glanced at each other, their hearts were relieved, and then they remembered something, and hurriedly took out the storage bag of the black-robed demonized monk, and after rummaging in it for a while, the divine sense moved.

Stretched out his hand towards the storage bag, and when he withdrew it, there was an extra emerald green jade slip in his hand, and he took a few cursory glances at it, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

The jade slips recorded some information about the front-line strongholds.

Chen Yang retracted his mind and threw the jade slip towards Bailing Sanren.

Bai Lingsanren subconsciously caught it, stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, his divine consciousness quickly scanned it, and his face also showed a look of relief.

"Congratulations to Senior Bailing, Senior Chen has done a great job!" At this time, the four of them also put away their formation flags, and congratulated them with a flattering smile on their faces.

"Hehe, this time each and every one of you has a credit. I'll report it when I get back. Chen Yang was in a good mood and said with a smile.

At the same time, his eyes inadvertently glanced at Bailingsanren's side, only to see Bailingsanren retract his fiery gaze at the body of the brocade-robed demon cultivator as if nothing had happened, although he concealed it well, it did not escape Chen Yang's eyes.

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