Seeing Danye's painful look, Yang Qing regretted in his heart.

The hatred and killing intent towards Ao Shuang and the other six monks suddenly became more than three points.

If it weren't for them, Dan Ye would not have suffered so much, and how could he have damaged the natal spiritual object, Luan Tianzun Flame.

The rage and violence in his heart made Yang Qing feel his eyebrows bulge, and his mind felt a slight feeling of dizziness.

"Yang Qing, you must resist!"

Wanli Fu came the voice of Dan Ye full of worry, and the pain was still there.

After more than 100 years, Yang Qing once again felt the taste of blood in his heart.

In the middle of the day, the comprehension of the 'Crazy Blood Technique' suddenly deepened, and there was no need to actively urge it, the 'Crazy Blood Technique' had already arrived, and the black hair suddenly turned blood gray, and the red pupils also turned into blood gray, even the scales, scale wings, and scale tails around the body also turned into blood gray almost instantly.

The injuries around him are rapidly repairing and improving.

Looking at the body again, the blood-gray blood and essence blood are boiling, and while they are boiling, they are rapidly consuming and decreasing.

And the blood-gray earth in the Purple Mansion seemed to be subjected to a violent suction, and the dark gray aura dispersed everywhere in the body like a surge.

Yang Qing's body was surrounded by blood-gray light.

The 'Crazy Blood Technique' that he was able to comprehend made his strength greatly increase, and his injuries were repairing quickly.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The slaughter was also a blood-gray glow, and the power of the thunderbolt knife curtain surged, causing Fang Tian's halberd to tremble like chaff.

Ao Shuang, who had already been suppressed, staggered due to the drive of Fang Tian's painting halberd, and there was anger in his expression. There is also the surprise of Dan Ye's Luan Tianzun Flame, it originally knew that Dan Ye's Luan Tianzun Flame is more strange than Kang Long Jingjin, such a flame Dan Ye form of Luan Tianzun Flame, and no matter what the power is, this uniqueness has already made him jealous.

What's more, the strength of the 'little miscellaneous hair' has grown, and it is suppressing it even more.

The emerald flame Danye caused flames within a radius of more than ten miles, but these flames only caused a slight obstacle to the attacks of the four paths attacking Yang Qing.

"Whoosh, swish, clang!"

Four attacks in all directions, two golden maces, golden bells, and the Dividing Heaven ruler pierced the flames with their own power. The assault continues.

The emerald flame Dan Ye was smart. Danfeng's eyes were full of cold killing intent, holding the emerald Qingluan square seal, his figure flashed, and he attacked at a faster speed than the four magic weapons. Sweep towards the golden ruler.

Luan Tianzun Flame has the consciousness of Dan Ye. Like a doppelganger.

Dan Ye knew that the Heavenly Ruler was the biggest threat to Yang Qing's life. Then he intercepted it with Luan Tianzun Flame.

The emerald Qingluan square seal is also a magic weapon of Danye, and when I saw that the figure of the flame Danye was slightly blurred, it merged into the square seal. In an instant, the lifelike Qingluan square seal is like a 'resurrection', changing rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it has become a three-zhang Qingluan divine bird, the emerald flame rises, lingers, and the form is strange and noble.

After a loud phoenix roar, it was entangled with the golden heavenly ruler.

If you want to rely on flexibility and speed to get rid of this three-foot wingspan Qingluan, it is difficult to do it for a while.

And if Long Zhan wants to sacrifice other magic weapons, he will also be intercepted.

The monks who cultivated the way of the golden line and the thunder, Long Zhan were intercepted by Dan Ye, no matter what their strength was, they were no longer allowed to attack Yang Qing.

After Luan Tianzun Yan left his body, Dan Ye's face gradually turned pale, and the feather fan-like feather magic weapon looked dim.

"Haha......", Ao Shuang laughed a little maniacally, and said fiercely, "So what, little Zamao, do you want to live?"

He didn't think that with Danye's Luan Tianzun Flame, he would be able to change the situation that would inevitably kill the 'little miscellaneous hair'.

No matter how strange and unique Danye's Luan Tianzun Flame is, it is still the same as Danye's cultivation, and it is a mid-grade spiritual level!

Even though Dan Ye relied on his outstanding status to make it impossible for the two descendants of Jin Jiao to attack Yang Qing, there were still three monks in the late stage of Huashi who attacked and killed.

The most important thing is that the three attacks are staggered, and there are Ao Shuang, which is equivalent to four attacks.

Ao Shuang didn't believe that 'Little Miscellaneous Mao' had any means to fight against the three attacks when suppressing it.

It has been determined that the 'little miscellaneous hair' will definitely die, and it will not be suppressed like this forever.

Then, no matter how strong the strength of the 'little miscellaneous hair' is, no matter how ridiculous it is, it still has to die in its hands.

"Then look and see!"

The blood-gray angry eyes were pressing, and Yang Qing's murderous intent was surging.

At this moment, Dan Ye cast the Luan Tianzun Flame, which gave him full confidence that he would be able to survive this attack, but he had to use the Killing Voice of the Imprisoned Ox Battle Spirit to attack.

Two golden hammers, golden bells, and even more to suppress Ao Shuang, even if he is unwilling, he also wants to use the spirit of the prison ox.

Compared with the Prison Bull Spirit, survival is the main thing.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

When Yang Qing suppressed Ao Shuang, he was accumulating strength for the battle technique to split the air.

And at this moment, Fang Tian's painting halberd disappeared suddenly into Ao Shuang's hand, and the blood-gray slaughter fell short with one blow, only cutting a ripple on Ao Shuang's golden scale armor, Ao Shuang's expression was fierce, and he retreated with the power of the attack, and attacked a brilliant golden mace beside it.

Yang Qing had already expected this scene in his heart.

"Huh!"

Blood-gray sword light slashed.

Yang Qing did not hesitate to cast the Splitting Sky Slash.

The slaughter and the golden mace collided with each other, and the sound of 'ding!' was very pleasant.

Yang Qing's strength can compete with some ordinary late-stage cultivators without falling behind, and at this moment, the strength of the mad blood technique is even stronger, this golden mace has not condensed the combat skill in order to pursue the speed of the attack, but its power is still extremely strong.

As soon as the attack was exchanged, the blood-gray sword light was routed and returned.

As if the mantis arm was blocking the car, it was thrown backwards after being hit.

Fortunately, the momentum of the golden mace's attack had stopped, and it could no longer be attacked instantaneously.

At this time, a string of three golden bells had already floated more than ten zhang above Yang Qing, one of the bells became as big as a bell, and an extremely sharp sword tip was spit out from the bell.

"Roar!"

Before the golden bell attacked, Ao Shuang was already holding the Fang Tian Painting Halberd and using his combat skills to attack Longxing.

Its combat skills can still be broken with the Sound of Killing attack.

But. Yang Qing didn't do this, Ao Shuang's combat technique Long Xing was the weakest in the four attacks, and he had to use his combat skills to resist.

Fang just performed the combat skill Splitting the Sky Slash, and the strength of his body was in a state of flux, and he couldn't use his combat skills with all his might, but he had to use it.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

The battle technique Long Xing was intercepted, Yang Qing's body was shocked, and he was thrown away again embarrassed.

However, my mind has been settled.

"Whoosh", another golden mace struck. The golden sword still hung above him.

The attack did not leave any gaps, and it did not allow one sound attack to envelop two attacks.

All the monks present were staring at this scene!

Dan Ye and Qing Luan, who intercepted the Heavenly Ruler, were full of worry in their expressions.

"Zheng!"

When Jin Gong was no more than a foot away from Yang Qing, a killing sound attack struck.

Almost at the same time. A golden greatsword. Spit out by the golden bell. The golden giant sword is three feet long, full of ancient meaning, and thousands of sword qi are falling. At the hilt of the sword was a hideous beast's head, which suddenly increased with a sense of ferocity.

Condensation weapon form combat skills are very common, and combat skills that can be condensed into such a sword shape are already considered high-level!

"Buzz!"

The momentum of the Jin Gong attack was instantaneous, and it was attacked by the sound of slaughter, and the Jin Gong of the Jin Gong collapsed, and the body was even darker!

The last attack, the beast-headed golden sword, has already attacked.

The speed of the slash was not fast, but Yang Qing's figure came to an abrupt halt, and he was imprisoned by an incomparably heavy intent.

If it was before, the spirit qualification was combined with the strength, Yang Qing would be able to break through such a confinement with the Pu Dao, but at this moment, the Venerable Kun Soul felt a little weak, and he couldn't urge the Qi Qualification of the Venerable Kun Soul to kill, Yang Qing tried his best to break free, but his movements were slow and very slow.

"Haha, little miscellaneous hair, it's just so much work, it's sad!"

The battle technique Long Xing was intercepted, Ao Shuang didn't care, he shook his head and laughed at the moment, his expression was fierce, but he was extremely happy.

The same is true of monks in the later stages of the transformation period, such as the Fat Rat Female Cultivator.

'Little Miscellaneous Hair' is dead.

Even if you have twelve points of strong combat skills, there is no gap to perform, and you can't use it.

Before Qingluan, who has become a fire and has perfected his body, arrives, he will definitely be able to kill the 'little miscellaneous hair'!

"Use the killing, you have become a waste, hey, die!"

Ao Shuang laughed and mocked again.

And Dan Yefeng's eyes were staring at this scene, the feather fan-like magic weapon of Lingyu, Luan Tianzun Yan gave up entanglement with the descendants of Jin Jiao and the Fentian Ruler, and was doing his best to go to the rescue.

But it's almost not long ago!

"Boom!"

The speed at which the beast head golden sword fell suddenly increased, and it was only within a range of Yang Qing.

If he is hit, the Blood Gray Slaughter will be fine, and at this moment, he will either be killed in two, or crushed into pieces, or chopped and crushed to death!

"Zheng!"

An even cooler sound of slaughter rang out.

The confinement of the heavy meaning quietly disappeared, and the sword body of the beast head golden sword and the thousands of golden sword qi suddenly fell silent, and then quickly but quietly dissipated, and the remaining beast head sword hilt exploded with a 'boom!'.

Within the attack range of this Killing Voice, except for Yang Qing's divine sense, the divine consciousness of the other monks was instantly annihilated.

To the monks present, this was not an injury.

But the faces of the six monks such as Ao Shuang turned pale, and Ao Shuang's sharp and hearty smile froze immediately!

Even if Dan Ye knew about it before, he was still a little dumbfounded!

Yang Qing exhausted all his means, broke the four attacks, did not dare to stop a little, and tried his best to stay away from many magic weapons.

Ao Shuang and the other monks all looked at Yang Qing's left arm, and they could be sure that the second killing sound came from the left arm of the 'little miscellaneous hair'!

"Possess the spirit of slaughter!"

"Kill!"

Ao Shuang guessed in an instant, his expression was already hideous, and with a loud shout, Fang Tian's halberd was thrown out first.

Fat rat nuns and others are also attacking again.

Faced with this scene, Yang Qing's heart suddenly beat wildly, because he heard the sound of divine consciousness, and suddenly relaxed.

"Ming ......", a phoenix roar full of anger appeared directly in the ears of the monks present.

An emerald flame ignited out of thin air near Yang Qing's body, turning into an emerald flower and wrapping it in it, and before the attack of Ao Shuang and the other monks approached, the flower was already condensed into a ten-zhang green luan, and its slender legs merged with the flower.

"Naruto ......"

The ten-zhang Qingluan roared with a phoenix, grabbed the flowers and flapped their wings together.

Many of the attacks are airstrikes.

And in the distant air, a touch of emerald mangs from small to large, if you can see clearly, it is a green luan with a wingspan of a hundred feet, with a speed far beyond the speed of Ao Shuang and other monks to manipulate the magic weapon attack, galloping forward. (To be continued......)