Long Yin sounded thoroughly, and immediately saw that on the sky, there were hundreds of huge dark black palm prints, and the palm print was rising with strange flames and violent thunder.
The molding is average, carrying a dragon with ancient dragons and whistling.
Suddenly, the temperature between the heavens and the earth suddenly rose, and even the space became distorted.
Li Xuan and others looked at the dark black palm seal that was condensed in the teenager, and her complexion also changed slightly.
"What is the spiritual decision?" Li Xuan's lips trembled a little, even if it was a lot of spirit, it was difficult to achieve this?
"It should be a quasi -god -level spirit!" Xuan Bing'er (Lan Xin) blinked, said softly.
Yin Mountain's face was gloomy, and he also noticed the horror of the cover of the sky. The strange fluctuations that emitted made him feel uneasy.
The cold spirit is like a tide on his hands.
"call out!"
With a fierce grip of Yin Mountain, the black sword turned into a huge sword qi torrent of nearly a thousand pings, and then tore the sky, carrying a cold air, and the seal of the cover of the sky was chopped.
go.
"boom!"
The sword qi and palm printing fiercely collided together on the sky, and the thunder suddenly exploded, and a round of violent impact Pop suddenly swept away in the heavens and the earth.
The sword qi, which can easily kill the gods in the future, was exploded under Ling Yu's Longteng Seal, and then the black spirit was flying, and finally dissipated.
Long Tengyin was blocked by the sword air, and it also broke away.
Between the spiritual power, the sight has become extremely vague, 咻!
A rushing wind sounded, and then Ling Yu's figure appeared in front of the mountains like ghostly, and then the fisting wind suddenly screamed like a storm.
On the palm of Ling Yu's palm burning the cold and cold power of Hai Yan and the black thunder, forming countless shadows on the sky, and the ruthless bombardment in the mountains.
The boxing wind passed, the space fluctuated, and obviously Ling Yu also made full inspirational to the mountains and death.
Yin Mountain is also left without staying. In front of you, the spiritual light curtain condenses, used to resist the fist style and palm print that can become a serious injury and palm print.
"Boom ..."
Every time the boxing wind bombards on the black spiritual light curtain, the light curtain is trembling, accompanied by Ling Yu's endless bombardment, the light curtain has become extremely shocking, and then a trace of crack suddenly tears suddenly
Open.
"I let you block!"
Ling Yu scolded, and it was a fierce bombardment on the upcoming light curtain.
"Ka!"
The light curtain is broken, and the complexion of the mountains is also a fierce change. The protective light curtain that can withstand the defensive spiritual decisions that can be condensed by the peak of the peak of the magical power situation several times, which was crushed by that teenager? So?
What is the hardness of the body.
Countless eyes stared at the crushed light curtain, and could not help swallowing a spit. They were shocked by the younger offensive of the young man.
endless.
"How is it!"
Yin Mountain was shocked by an anti -earthquake force. Regardless of the spiritual power of the body, his complexion suddenly changed, and the sound of roaring in his heart was unbelievable.
The teenager's hands became vulnerable.
"Is it absorbed the power of thunderbolt?" Yin Shan hated it and itching. What was made by the teenager, and he could absorb the thunder essence in the destruction of the thunder robbery to quench his body.
Even when he crossed the magic robbery, he didn't dare to let the thunderbolt penetrate into the meridians!
"roll!"
The Yin Mountain's complexion was extremely distorted, and immediately his black sword shook in his hand, and the majestic cold spiritual power swarmed out, and then condensed into a black spirit torrent in front of him.
Crazy slowly from the black torrent.
"Thousand soul cut!"
"Hey, the last time the Qian Soul Chop of the Yin Demon could not succement your soul, but with the strength of the old man, you can not believe you can still be safe." Yin Shan looked like a python at this time, he held the sword with both hands, and then he held the sword with both hands.
There was a fierce wave on the sky, and the stern skeleton projection accompanied by the black spiritual torrent was a strange fluctuation that made people fall on the soul, and quietly penetrated the void.
Straight for Ling Yu's eyebrows.
"Huh!" Ling Yu sneered, and he almost suffered a loss last time. Of course, he knew the greatness of this trick. Look at the majestic spirit torrent and the overwhelming skeleton projection.
The trick called Wanhunzhe is probably a level higher than the Qianhun Slim used by its Yin Demon.
"Then see, what kind of ability do you have this soul cut!" After Ling Yu glanced at it indifferently, his eyes closed slowly in many shocking eyes.
Ripple, the fluctuations emitted by the whole person have become extremely Chen Ding.
This scene is also a slight change of Li Xuan, Xuan Binger (Lan Xin) and others who watched the war. They knew the viciousness of the tricks used by the Yinshan.
However, when they saw a faint smile on Ling Yu's face, their eyes were bright. Obviously, his approach was definitely prepared.
"Come on, let me see, what kind of ability to protect the big care of the Yin Temple." After Ling Yu sank into his mind, the indifferent voice spread at the same time from his mouth.
"Hum, pretend to be a ghost."
The look of the mountains and mountains is extremely gloomy. He really does not know where the latter is found. In the face of his offensive, he has nothing to do.
Immediately, his pressed palm accelerated again, and the majestic torrent of the spiritual power was fiercely chopped to Ling Yu's eyebrows.
The next moment of the skeleton projection of the skeleton is shrouded in Ling Yu. A sharp screaming sound suddenly rang in the heavens and the earth, and the people were outside.
The complexion of everyone was slightly white, and the tricks used in the mountains were too vicious.
At the same time, Ling Yu's burning spiritual power suddenly converged, and then everyone saw that the gentle teenager turned out to open his hands and presented a hug.
But I can't wait to wait.
"What are he going to do? Don't you even use a little defense?" Li Xuan screamed a little bit.
"Don't worry about eating radishes salty, he must have his own thoughts." Cheng Hu heard that he said with a faint smile.
"Well, Brother Ling Yu should be more powerful in the soul, otherwise how could he successfully refine the best spiritual Dan of Yan Dan." Xuan Bing'er (Lan Xin) also smiled slightly.
"Well, I forgot that all the kind of mysterious alchemists seem to be much higher than ordinary people in terms of soul ..." Li Xuan took a look at his forehead like an awkward way.
Wrinkles: "Even if you can refine the fixed Yan Dan, how can the soul power that can resist the soul attack that the soul power can resist, the soul attack used by a guy at the peak of magical power. Furthermore, the Yin Temple was originally the main soul.
"
"Hey, don't worry about it. Last time Ling Yu raised the situation, it was safe and sound to bear the soul of the Yin Monster. Besides, he is now a magical state." Hong Yan was the first to say.
"唰唰 ..."
When countless skeleton projection came with a scream of screams, the Mi Xiu, who was located in Ling Yu's mind, had a greedy look on the exquisite cheeks.
"Come on, come, come, my mother likes this most, this time I won't let the boy bear it anymore."
"puff!"
Thousands of skeletons like a gust of gusts suddenly into Ling Yu's heart, but the closed teenager's complexion was still gentle, and there was no trace of change, but the arc of the corner of the mouth was getting bigger and bigger, and disdainful of disdain.
With a trace of ridicule.
"If you say that this is your ultimate means, it is really boring." After a few minutes, the teenager with no wave of waves suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a strange light in the deep eyes.
He sneered, said.
Li Xuan's look has long become iron, and the soul -cutting spirit inherited by the Yin Temple has not played a negative role in the soul of the teenager.
In another battle circle, the Ghost Dance Lord obviously noticed the changes in them, and the brows were tightly wrinkled, as if the teenager had just had a very familiar fluctuations, and the fluctuations of him
Once a big slaughter.
It's just that in this short time, it turned out to be the slightest. In the end, it shook his head helplessly. The long sword shook, and the attack on the attack came down.
"Hehe, really underestimated you, not losing the boy who was seen by Lingtian's old guy, but maybe you are happy early, since your soul is so strong that the old man can
I won't be willing. "After the mountains were gloomy for a moment, suddenly, the anger smiled.
"Hey, is it your mouth?" Ling Yu waved it with a tasteless manner, said.
Immediately, the figure of the Yin Mountain turned into a black mist, and it was integrated with the black spiritual mist wrapped around him. Suddenly the aura between heaven and earth was crazy, and the black spiritual mist was swept away.
And in the black spiritual fog rolling, there was a huge black spirit beast that appeared, and the monkeled and cold air suddenly swept away.