After killing Meng Shenji, Yang Ji's heart still didn't calm down, and the blood in his body was like a river and a sea.
"boom!"
With a thought, five streaks of light flew out of the body, fell to the ground, and turned into five green-faced fangs, a tall and strong black shadow, exuding a gloomy aura, like evil ghosts in hell. It was Yang Jiqian.
The "Five Ghost Incarnations" that were eliminated.
Yang Ji broke through to the fourth level of martial arts, condensed the Blood Furnace, and resurrected the five ghost incarnations at the same time.
After doing all this, the energy and blood in Yang Ji's body still did not subside.
"Go for it!"
Yang Ji spread his palm, and five "Guquan Swords" flew out of their scabbards as if they were alive, and fell into the hands of the five ghosts' incarnations.
"kill!--"
Tianyin cultists swarmed in from all around, holding long swords in their hands. Each one was vicious and ruthless, pointing directly at Yang Ji's chest, confidants and other vital parts.
Facing the Tianyin cultists coming in like a tide, Yang Ji's eyes were dark, and his whole body exuded a powerful aura.
"The Immortal carries his sword!"
Yang Ji aroused the admiration of Meng Shenji on the ground, took a long breath, and then rushed towards the crowd in front with his sword and the incarnation of the five ghosts.
Boom!
The wind was powerful, the earth shook, and Yang Ji disappeared in an instant with the incarnations of the five ghosts. Only six silver dragons were left in the void, flying towards them, like mercury leaking from the ground, and pounced into the vast Tianyin cultists.
I heard screams one after another, the silver dragon passed by, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and a famous Tianyin cultist fell down like a wooden stake. With the help of the "Five Ghost Incarnations", Yang Ji's six handles turned into the sharpest soul-seducing weapon.
, the handle is ever-changing and hard to guard against.
Wherever Yang Ji appears, death will be brought.
The terrifying power of the "Immortal Back Sword" combined with the different directions of the "Five Ghost Incarnations" made it impossible for anyone to resist the power of Yang Ji's six swords.
At this moment, Yang Ji was no longer alone, but seemed to be divided into six, turning into the six most powerful swordsman masters.
One, two, three, four...
A black-clothed believer of the third level of martial arts rushed over. Before he could get close, an incredibly fast silver light passed across his neck. His whole body trembled and blood spattered. He fell down with fear in his eyes.
Another fourth-level martial arts believer in black clothes wanted to stop him, but with just one breath, his head was suddenly in another place. A leader of the Six Yangs flew high into the air, spun around, and flew out.
…………
Ten, eleven, twelve...
When Yang Ji passed by, corpses lay everywhere. A famous Tianyin cultist kept rushing towards him at first, but in the end he found that he could not stop Yang Ji at all, and finally became afraid.
"Let's go!——"
"He's so awesome!"
"We can't stop him!"
…
The originally organized attack collapsed instantly. Yang Ji was like a lion among sheep, with no single enemy at all.
"Roar!--"
Tens of feet away, an abyss monster raised its neck and roared, and a rolling heat wave hit his face. Even Yang Ji could feel it.
"Boom!"
Yang Ji changed his hands to an "Ancient Sword Spring" and merged his sword into one, streaking through the void like a bolt of lightning and rushing straight away. The rolling silk green flames separated layer by layer, as if they were being oppressed by an invisible force.
"boom!"
The silver long sword stabbed deeply into the left eye of the "Abyss Monster", and the destructive sword energy poured into it like a tide. There was only a shrill scream. The huge Abyss Monster rumblingly pushed down a mountain of gold and fell like a jade pillar.
Go down.
Yang Ji pulled out his long sword, bent his body, and landed lightly on the ground with his two feet.
coax!
The surrounding Tianyin cultists and imperial soldiers were in an uproar.
"He, he actually killed the abyss beast with one sword!"
The Tianyin cult members all retreated one after another, as if they had seen ghosts. The people on the court side had a look of shock. More than ten of them could not deal with this abyss monster, and they were chased and killed by it.
many people.
And Yang Ji alone killed an abyss monster whose power was comparable to that of "Little Zhou Tian".
"I don't know which sect he is a disciple of!"
After being shocked, everyone's spirits were lifted up, and they all rushed towards the direction of the Tianyin cultists with shouts of killing.
Killing Meng Shenji, slaughtering the black-clothed sect members, killing the "abyss monster"... Yang Ji finished it in one go, but his thoughts were still unfinished, and the billowing energy and blood were still restless in his body.
"This is the real martial arts!"
Yang Ji stood tall, and flashes of lightning flashed in his mind.
Blood furnace, blood furnace...
Every time Yang Ji breaks out the "Blood Furnace", his understanding of martial arts becomes deeper and deeper.
"The first level of 'boxing training', the second level of 'refining internal organs', the third level of 'transportation'... until now, is the real martial arts, the real entrance into the palace!"
An extremely powerful feeling arose in Yang Ji's heart, as if he had endless power. This power did not come from martial arts or swords, but from himself, from the depths of his bloodline.
Yang Ji's heart went up and down, and his eyes slowly swept across the void. Within ten steps, no one came close at all, and they all looked at him with fear.
"Roar!"
A violent roar came from a distance, and Yang Jixun looked out and saw the huge "North Sea Giant" and a strong man from "Little Zhoutian" fighting.
This battle is actually not over yet.
Boom!
The dantian was shaken, and endless energy and blood spurted out from the "blood furnace". Yang Ji's whole body seemed to be burning, releasing endless heat.
Bang, with a flash of light, Yang Ji soared into the sky like a cannonball and disappeared instantly.
"boom!"
In the distance, the "Little Zhou Tian" master of the Tianyin Sect was trying to use his flexible body skills to find flaws in the "North Sea Giant". Suddenly, the sky and the earth roared, the wind was powerful, and a black shadow suddenly shot like a meteor from the sky.
Crash into the wind of his own fist.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The fists and swords intersected, sparks shot out, and the two blood energies with different attributes collided together in the void like two giant beasts. In a short period of time, he seemed to have endured hundreds of bombardments.
boom!
There was a shocking loud noise, and the blood-red "blood energy shield" was suddenly covered by a sword. The silver sword energy only puffed up in the void, leaving a deep sword mark on his wrist, and blood
Splash can reach bone deep.
"His!"
With a scream, the Tianyin Sect master's face changed drastically, and he looked at Yang Ji with a horrifying look on his face.
Whoosh!
Without saying a word, the Tianyin Sect master suddenly turned around, knocked away the crowd with a loud bang, quickly disappeared into the mist, and fled.
"How can it be……"
He had disappeared, and there was an incredible sound coming from a distance, as if he was frightened.
A warrior in the "Blood Furnace Realm" cannot fight against a strong person of the "Little Zhoutian" level, but Yang Ji broke this rule. His sword energy can break through the indestructible "blood energy shield" of the strong "Little Zhoutian"
". Just like that, you can kill him with one sword.
There was no time to chat with the North Sea giant, so Yang Ji jumped up and killed him again.
"Boom!"
Just as Yang Ji was immersed in this growth of power, the artistic conception of "Gods blocking Gods, Buddhas blocking Buddhas", suddenly a violent vibration came from under his feet.
The world in front of me suddenly shook. The world seemed to be turned upside down.
"boom!"
Before Yang Ji could react, a huge blood-red "mad dragon" suddenly fell from the sky and hit the ground violently.
"ah!--"
Amidst the screams, strong winds blew up, and figures flew out like straws. Huge air waves swept in, and even Yang Ji was lifted off the ground and shook several feet away.
"!!!"
"what happened?"
Yang Ji turned around with a horrified look on his face. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of the fluctuation. He saw dark clouds rolling in the sky, turning into a huge vortex.
In the vortex, a blood-red dragon slashed straight down and merged with the huge "evil spirit" below. Bursts of blood burst out from the evil spirit's body, and the entire skeleton turned into a blazing furnace.
.
Compared with before, this huge god-like "evil spirit" seemed even more powerful. Looking carefully, Yang Ji could even see pulsating lines on its skeleton.
"It's blood vessels!... It's regrowing muscle!"
Yang Ji was deeply shocked.
The "evil spirit" now appears taller and more terrifying. Its eye holes no longer have green light, but fiery red light, like two huge bonfires.
"Buzz!"
The void roared, as if a huge machine was making a "crunching" sound.
Just behind the "evil spirit", in the thick fog, the light and shadow intersect and "roll". The projection of another huge space suddenly appears:
It was a world of smoke, fire and brimstone, a burning ground everywhere, filled with destruction, death and eternal chaos.
This kind of breath is exactly the same as the breath of "Abyss Monster".
"'Tianwaitian' is the world of 'Tianwaitian'!..."
A scream came from nowhere. Everyone was shocked when they saw the magnificent world behind the hundred-foot-tall skeleton.
That "space" is solidified, no longer an illusion of nothingness, but a heavy existence that can crush the earth, mountains and rivers.
"Boom!"
The earth shook, and before Yang Ji could understand what "Tianwaitian" meant, he saw the huge "evil spirit" stomping its right foot, and then the power from another world came down along the blood-red light pillar and turned into
A huge wave that was more dazzling than the sun burst out from the body of the huge "evil spirit".
"ah!--"
As the huge blood-red waves passed by, there was only a shrill scream, and then several figures flew out like kites with broken strings, and fell into the earth, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
"Yi Xiantian!"
Yang Ji looked at this scene, his heart was shocked, and he sank instantly.
Yi Xiantian and four generals at the edge of the town were injured!
The "evil spirit" changed so suddenly that Yi Xiantian and others failed to prevent it. Five people were suddenly injured, and everyone's situation suddenly became extremely bad.
"Boom!"
The huge evil spirit did not stop attacking. Five huge fingers like irons rushed down from the fog with the overwhelming force of a mountain, instantly squeezing eight or nine into a ball and crushing the unprepared big man into a meat pie.
"howl!--"
With a howl, the "evil spirit" raised its huge iron-like feet, stepped forward suddenly, and pressed down with a rumble.
"help me!--"
With a shrill scream, the senior brother of the Tongyi Sect "Tan Yuanzhuan" felt the danger above his head and wanted to run away, but it was already too late.
Yang Ji only saw him standing up high, looking outside with a desperate look on his face, and then he was stepped down from mid-air by the "evil spirit". Several disciples of the Tongyi Sect tried to escape, but they were also stepped on.
In the middle, it turns into powder.
"!!!"
When Yang Ji witnessed this scene, he was greatly shocked. His heart was in turmoil, and he was shocked beyond words!
"Talk about Far EasTone!..."
Yang Ji's mind went blank. Although he knew that Tan Yuanchuan had bad intentions, Yang Ji never thought that he would die here.
The look of despair before the crisis is truly reassuring.