After the aura in his body was obviously recovered, Zhang Ji forcibly dissipated the stamina of the previous Yuan Ying spell.

However, Zhang Ji's action consumed at least half of his aura.

Although there is such an increase and a decrease, the aura in Zhang Ji's body has still recovered to about half, which is almost a point where he can let go of his hands and feet.

After all, if the spiritual energy in the body is insufficient, the strength will undoubtedly be affected.

The next moment.

Zhang Ji's eyes swept away, and the Spider King Sword flew into his hand again: "Take advantage of this opportunity to take advantage of the fact that it has not been completely lost, and take it quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, the Spider King's sword suddenly turned into a sword light in the sky and stabbed out fiercely.

"Roar!"

In the huge eyes of the ghost knife, there was obviously an irrepressible look of anxiety and fear.

It hadn't cleared the remnants of the Yuan Infant spell from its body, but the enemy had seized the opportunity to kill it, and there was no doubt that it was in a critical situation.

If I had been a different monk, I would have lost my faith and despaired.

However, the tenacity accumulated by the ghost knife over the years made it suppress the distracting thoughts in its heart, and then a crazy color appeared in its eyes.

"Roar!"

I saw that he roared violently, and he actually gave up suppressing the spark at the wound, and turned around like lightning, and his eyes, ears, mouth and nose gushed out terrifying demonic energy.

The terrifying demonic aura suddenly turned into many shadow demon beasts, shattering the sword light in the sky with teeth and claws, and the remaining strength began to condense and surge rapidly, gradually transforming into a huge black ball. While enduring the terrifying pain coming from his body, the ghost knife spewed out a pure black light from his mouth.

Immediately, I saw the black light rush violently, and it actually shot into the ball, and the latter actually gushed out the breath of the mountain and the tsunami.

Layer by layer of terrifying demonic qi spread out violently, and countless small air currents emerged from the surface of the ball, spinning rapidly like an electric silver snake.

And the ball also revealed a powerful qi machine. Locked Zhang Ji up fiercely.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Ji's face naturally changed, and he scolded.

The enemy is desperately trying to pull him into the water at the cost of losing both.

However, Zhang Ji was not without courage after all, and then he suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and the breathing of the whole person instantly became a little strange.

The ghost knife no longer had the energy to pay attention to these anymore, and saw that taking advantage of its chaotic efforts, the spark that had been extinguished was actually resurrected. On the huge back flesh of the ghost knife, a large piece has been burned fiercely.

A large area of terrifying fire and poisonous qi poured into its body, and the ghost knife was already somewhat confused.

However, as a subordinate spirit beast at the peak of the primordial infant. The ghost knife still has its own heritage.

I saw that the ghost knife opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of white and shining earth, which turned out to be an extremely rare 'Xuanhan soil'. As soon as this thing appeared, it fell evenly on the wound, and the originally arrogant poisonous spark slowly began to set up camp and be careful as if it had encountered something fearful.

Seeing that the Xuanhan Earth had stopped the expansion of Mars, the Ghost Dao was greatly relieved.

As long as Mars is controlled, the back will be easy.

Look at the other side.

Feeling the powerful Zhang Ji of the black ball, he had already begun to prepare with a solemn expression. He was completely locked by the Divine Ventilator. There is almost no other way than to force it.

Sou!

I saw a sword light suddenly gushing out of Zhang Ji's body, and then the number surged like a fountain.

Then powerful sword light poured out, and Zhang Ji's face gradually revealed a black and white mystical color.

"Condensation!"

He immediately let out a sharp scream, and the terrifying power of the realm was overwhelming. Then there was a mysterious aura.

The power of rules? This is the power of rules?

In fact, the so-called field, to put it bluntly, is the surface of the power of rules. And the so-called power of rules is a terrifying power that can only be mastered by the strong. The reason why the Holy Law is called the Holy Law is because it can evolve the power of the realm. So that the monks who have not yet reached the tribulation can use the fur of the power of the last rule, and that is the power of the realm.

But before the catastrophe, you can't evolve the power of the rules. This is the eternal iron law of the immortal cultivation world, but how could it...?

"The power of rules?"

The ghost knife was also obviously taken aback, and an unbelievable and ridiculous look burst out of his weak eyes.

How could this be .......

"He must not be allowed to condense into shape!"

The face of the ghost knife changed suddenly, and then he gritted his teeth and fought for the price of being counterattacked, and forcibly started to use his magic power in advance.

I saw that the black ball suddenly stagnated, and then shot out like a cannonball, and everywhere it went was a terrifying trace of destruction, as if the ancient barbarian beast had come to the world, completely full of disasters.

"Whew!"

Zhang Ji obviously entered a wonderful state, but he looked very struggling.

Of course, what he exerted was not the true power of rules, but a sublimation of the power of the previous realm. And he has the divine consciousness and experience of the Tribulation Realm as a catalyst, and he can do such a step.

It's just that no matter how much cultivation is still his hard wound after all, his cultivation still can't support a greater degree of power explosion, so Zhang Ji can only start to shoot immediately.

"Drink!"

His expression suddenly cleared, and the terrifying power in the sky condensed, turning into a terrifying giant sword.

The giant sword was shrouded in an astonishing sword brilliance, and the outer layer was also filled with terrifying realm power, and of course, there were some faint realm sublimations.

Almost the moment the giant sword was formed, Zhang Ji had a feeling that he couldn't support it, and the aura in his body was frantically drained. So he almost didn't think about it, and waved his hand to slash this terrible sword.

The sword light suddenly pierced the sky, and it directly cut a shallow spatial crack.

"Boom......!"

As soon as the spatial crack opened, all kinds of terrifying power suddenly poured out. This thing is extraordinary, Zhang Ji's expression changed suddenly, and he almost didn't want to turn his head and run wildly.

Within the spatial crack, it is full of terrifying rule power, and it is invincible at all under the tribulation. Even if Zhang Ji is now complacent, he doesn't dare to touch the brow of this thing in the slightest. Almost instantly, Zhang Ji had already fled dozens of miles away.

The ghost knife was obviously half a beat slower, or because the serious injury couldn't keep up with the reaction, it was directly crushed by the power of the rules.

It's also unreasonable to say, even if it's the sword of Zhang Ji under Ying Jie, it can't die so miserably, this is a corpse with no bones!

Zhang Ji obviously also looked like he was living after the catastrophe, and his face was full of incredible absurdity.

With his current strength, how could he cut through the spatial barrier? (To be continued......