"Do you finally admit who you are?" Long Batian's expression flashed, and Yan Jing didn't care what his name was, but just shouted: "Go, go, go."

"Can't go!"

Suddenly, Qinghua Zhenjun rose into the air and slapped his backhand.

The powerful and domineering Gang Qi formed a large hand, exuding a majestic power to cover the sky, and grabbed towards a place in the darkness.

"It's so strong, Purple Qi Tianluo can't resist it, be careful!"

Before the confrontation, Zhang Ye almost felt his inner breath freeze, as if the vitality of his whole body was blocked. Unstoppable.

If it weren't for Ziyi's reminder, maybe Zhang Yezhen would have given up and escaped, and forcibly connected with Purple Qi Tianluo.

In the darkness, the giant hand of the skyscraper pressed down as if it was covered by dark clouds, and it was obviously only a two-zhang square palm, but in Zhang Ye's subconscious, he felt that it was a "hand that came to him", and it seemed that he could never escape, endlessly.

Biting the tip of his tongue violently, Zhang Ye became a little clearer from the momentum of oppression, and his true qi in his body exploded instantly, and Zhang Ye's figure turned into a phantom and flew towards the edge.

"It's a little interesting, but it's useless!"

Qinghua Zhenjun shouted, speeding up the urging of Gang Qi, like a net of heaven and earth, trapping Zhang Ye in it.

The phantom conjured up by the various changes of the Divine Movement was frozen in an instant, as if it had been frozen.

Zhang Ye couldn't help but have a discouraged mentality, in this case, the difference in strength is too great.

In the face of this strong man at the end of Jindan, at the moment of fighting, even if he tried his best, he was still suppressed.

"Wait!"

Seeing that he couldn't run away, Zhang Ye had to learn from countless guys in his hands, "I have a big secret. ”

The giant hand that seemed to be covered by dark clouds stopped and did not continue to press down.

Qinghua Zhenjun thought that everything was under control, and he was not in a hurry, so he asked lightly: "Tell me, what is the secret, if it is really a secret, maybe this seat is extra gracious and gives you a painless way to die." ”

Long Batian had a ghost in his heart, and when he saw Zhang Yeshen's ghost coming out of nowhere, he thought that maybe his little abacus was known to Zhang Ye.

Long Batian was afraid that Zhang Ye would say something about Sister-in-law Hui, so he immediately interrupted and shouted: "Uncle Shi, this thief has a lot of tricks, don't listen to his nonsense, kill him directly, or give an explanation to the dead disciples, otherwise, once you return to the sect, so many trial supernatural disciples will die, and you will not be able to escape the involvement, uncle." ”

Qinghua Zhenjun was unmoved, and said coldly, "Do you want you to teach me?" ”

Taking advantage of this vacancy, Zhang Ye quickly entered Zhihai and asked Ziyi: "Is there any way?"

"Now that it's stopped as soon as you get started, what's the solution?" Ziyi said, "At least you have to have the strength to force out his natal supernatural powers, and I will desperately launch Taixuan Mystery to block his blow." There will definitely be a gap after the natal supernatural power, and that is the only moment you can escape. ”

"Never run away, I'm going to slaughter these two stupid pigs. "Zhang Ye is still in the horns of the bull even now.

Ziyi sighed and said, "I can't help it." Now we can only live and die, and if you hold this kind of thought, even if I die hard, it will not help, but just live one more breath. ”

Zhang Ye suddenly said: "Do you know the method of disintegrating the Heavenly Demon? Take advantage of my current full state, fight to the death, and make a desperate bet!"

Ziyi said: "Of course I understand, but even if you have a special body, you have to drop at least one level of cultivation after casting, isn't it a pity?"

Zhang Ye said boldly in the sea of knowledge: "If cultivation can't play a role, what's the use, I couldn't protect the senior sister at the beginning, and now I can't protect Sister-in-law Hui, and I can't even protect Yanjing under my eyelids, what's the use of cultivation!"

The purple-clothed dead horse was regarded as a live horse doctor, and in time, he transmitted the method of disintegration of the heavenly demon to Zhang Ye's consciousness in a timely manner.

The disintegration of the Heavenly Demon is too domineering, and when ordinary people come to exert it, the strength will explode in a short period of time, but after that, it will be seriously ill one layer, and after a period of almost equal to the waste of people, it will take at least three months to recover the true qi, in addition, after recovery, the strength will drop by two layers compared to before the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon.

Ordinary cultivators regard cultivation as life, and it is difficult for many people to give up the cultivation they have worked so hard to cultivate, so many people would rather die than perform such an extremely domineering method.

There are also many people, usually when the lamp is almost dry and the oil is gone, and they are willing to use the heavenly demon to disintegrate and save their lives.

But at that time, the autologous has already dried up, and even if it temporarily increases the cultivation of two layers, it is not as good as the initial total victory, so it is usually meaningless.

Many of the dead ghosts who fought against Zhang Ye were only used in the end because they were decisive in not killing and their thoughts were not clear, but it was just a battle of trapped beasts.

Just like Zhang Ye, there is no cultivator who has made the decision to disintegrate the Heavenly Demon before the battle has even begun.

After all, knowing that they are losing their cultivation, no one is reluctant, just like gamblers, most cultivators always hold on to luck, and only when they see the coffin, they will shed tears.

When Qinghua Zhenjun was arguing with Long Batian, Zhang Ye seized the opportunity to perform the method taught by Ziyi.

Ruijin highlighted, the four elements subsided, the reverse effect, the disintegration of the heavenly demons - once the adverse luck meridians were cast, Zhang Ye's inner body began to redden, and instantly swelled up sharply, and the true qi of the reverse galloping suddenly grew a lot stronger than usual, and the majestic power was like an angry beast, wanting to vent.

His chest was tight, and he couldn't control his blood pressure and squirted out.

"Oh no!

Qinghua Zhenjun, who was arguing, immediately urged his true qi, and the ghost hand that was pressing on the top of Zhang Ye's head directly clawed down.

Zhang Ye is now not only in a retrograde state of miscellaneous, but even his thinking is also in a state of misfire.

Seeing that this kid did not escape with the greatly increased strength, but walked away with the ghost hand without hesitation, Ziyi was so angry that a mouthful of old blood erupted.

"That's the ghostly ghost's magical power, it must not be underestimated!" Ziyi had no choice but to remind.

God is ever-changing, ten steps and one kill!

The most chilling killing intent in history filled the entire space, and even Qinghua Zhenjun, who had never cared, couldn't help but be moved.

I saw that there were phantom remnants of Zhang Ye everywhere, and each afterimage was in various postures, spreading out a cold light.

Under the initial combination of the Divine Movement and the Ten Steps One Kill, although those are just illusions, they are not really transformed into a few Zhang Ye to exert magical powers, but the killing intent is real, and those illusions usually directly affect the opponent's mental state from the artistic conception and vision.

Flutter flutter - the cold light in the sky flew away, impacting on the hand of the heaven-covering ghost, and the energy was scattered and dazzling.

Immediately, I saw that on the hands of Qinghua Zhenjun's supernatural ghosts, there were tiny cracks.