A sharp and piercing sound came out, like a sudden break of some kind of solid and cold object, or like the sound of a metal collision.
Then there was a miserable groan.
No one would have thought that in a battle between extreme masters, someone would be injured as soon as the battle started.
It was Ying Gou. He was swung by the Ghost King with the Immortal Demonic Sword, which turned into an ink-colored moon arc sword wave and hit his shoulder in the air. He was wearing a demon-like bronze armor and immediately cracked a hairline-thick seam with neat cuts.
Extremely.
In the cracks, a thick black color spread rapidly, and the lethality of the Immortal Demon Sword continued to spread.
In the blink of an eye, where Ying Gou's shoulder was chopped off, it was just a thin mark at first. It was corroded by the black energy left by the immortal and demon blade, and expanded to the thickness of an arm, and the length of a foot. The scar still has a lingering power, and has a tendency to continue to expand.
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The Immortal Demon Sword was driven in the Ghost King's hand, and its power was so powerful that it was beyond everyone's expectations, making several Four Yin Sect and ancient cultivators feel a chill in their hearts.
It was an incredible feat to win Gou. He was injured as soon as the battle began. You Zi did not panic and let out a violent and ferocious demonic roar.
Endless green blood rushed out from the injured area on his shoulder. He was using his own blood energy to wash away the darkness at the knife mark and fight against the continued spread of the injury.
Ying Gou's green demonic blood surged like a river or a sea, rushing into the darkness at the wound. Only then did the remaining power of the knife scar stop its spreading momentum.
In the end, the darkness in the knife mark clashed with the immeasurable green blood and slowly dissipated.
The next moment, Ying Gou suddenly offered up a bronze round shield, which was only the size of a palm. He wore it on his wrist. It was a very high-grade fairy shield, which blocked the light of the ghost king's fairy sword again.
'Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!'
The two sides were fighting at close range, and the sound of the collision was as dense as rain and continuous and harsh.
Ying Gou used the fairy magic shield, but in the battle with the ghost king who was erratic and possessed by black mist, he was still at a disadvantage. That shield would leave a white mark every time he fought with the fairy magic knife.
on the shield.
Obviously, this shield will be slightly damaged with every blow!
The Ghost King built an altar of time and space and absorbed a memory fragment. After several months of refining and absorption, the battle began with such power and power that it was so thrilling that even Zhu Jiu was shocked and surprised. It is conceivable that the others were
How shocking.
Suddenly, another figure jumped into the battle group between Ying Gou and the Ghost King. However, another master from the other side joined in and fought with Ying Gou against the Ghost King. Only then did the situation stabilize.
The three turned into flying lightning ghosts and fought fiercely, making it difficult to separate.
Several other battle groups, including the two guardians of the Yin Si Dao Ze Temple, and the sudden collision between the Golden Giant and the Corpse King, were all evenly matched, with each other attacking and defending. For a while, it was impossible to tell the winner.
Every battle group undergoes thousands of changes in the blink of an eye, and the magical powers are so complex and swift that almost no one can see them clearly.
Zhu Jiu stood on the ghost dragon and punched the ancient leader.
‘Crack!’
The ancient clan leader's fist was coiled with mana, first breaking the purple light cold current swallowed by the ghost dragon, and then colliding with the chaotic power of Zhu Jiuji, which was surrounded by various colors of lightning.
He hit two blows alone. When he broke through the purple cold current of the ghost dragon, he felt a chill in his fist. It penetrated into the bone marrow, and then collided with Zhu Jiu's chaotic fist. He immediately fell into the disadvantage, and his body was hurried and unstable.
, take a few steps back.
Fortunately, there were seven people on their side. At this moment, there was still one person standing idle on one side. His eyes flickered and he looked at the whole scene. When he saw that the ancient leader was in an unfavorable situation after the battle, he immediately stood up and came to help in the battle.
This man was also from the ancient tribe. He had a middle-aged appearance and wore a suit of earth-yellow armor. He stepped forward to help and joined forces with the leader of the ancient tribe. His attack was so fierce that his fists could hit the mountains, rivers and ancient land. The two formed a double battle between Zhu Jiu and his subordinates.
Ghost dragon situation.
The two sides were divided into five battle groups, and the killings were fierce.
The residual power spewed out from each battle group is enough to destroy everything, making a loud noise, deafening, and shaking the heaven and the earth.
In the five battle groups, there are all kinds of colorful dharma lights intertwined, and the vitality is billowing, like big dragons rolling their bodies in the void, the scene is breathtaking.
Within the Yinsi Realm, they even noticed that there were countless gasps in other worlds where fierce battles were taking place in this part of the world.
Many cultivators from all walks of life who were paying attention to the battle between the two sides were shocked and dumbfounded by this devastating battle.
'boom!'
There was a loud noise, shaking tens of thousands of miles around, as if the sky was shaking and the earth was shaking.
But it was the golden giant and the deputy leader of the Four Yin Sect's Corpse King who had also transformed into a sky-reaching dharma body. The two collided violently and both were injured. Their chests were each punched by their opponents with a huge hole the size of a lake.
Blood spurted out like a fountain inside, and blood beads splashed into the void. The scene was tragic.
Suddenly the two ran together and collided with each other like pushing a mountain of gold against a jade pillar. They fought madly and the fierce battle started again.
Elsewhere, two old men, one male and one female, came out of the Yinsi Daoze Palace and described themselves as terrifying.
Their fighting techniques are gorgeous and changeable. Not only is there a symbol for the evolution of Tao power in every move, it is sacrificed between the palms, fingers, fists, feet, elbows, and knees. The various changes are dizzying.
Moreover, the two of them also joined forces to sacrifice an ancient stone bridge with a gloomy atmosphere. The bridge was completely cold gray, and every stone on it was stained with dried blood, giving it a terrifying atmosphere.
The two old men stood at both ends of the bridge, using the ancient bridge's ability to measure space, to appear and disappear, moving without a trace and fighting their opponents, erratic and extremely strange.
This extraterrestrial killing battle lasted for the whole hour and became more and more intense.
Later, the Corpse King and Ying Gou of the Siyin Sect each created clones of their own corpse soldiers and participated in the battle together. Zhu Jiu also saw the tricks and formed Dharma Bodies to meet them.
In this place in the void outside the sky, the scene suddenly became chaotic, and the flames of war were everywhere, affecting tens of thousands of miles in radius.
As time went by, the battle became more and more intense, and soon, the dharma bodies formed by the two sides, or the ferocious beasts summoned to assist in the battle, began to suffer casualties or even tragic deaths one after another.
Suddenly, Zhu Jiu, who was in the midst of a battle, had his eyes burning like fire like a torch. Dao radiance flashed all over his body. His essence, energy, and spirit were highly condensed. Behind him, a huge ancient world emerged, unattainable, and a chaotic image of a giant spirit swirling like a sea.
, equal to heaven and crown of earth.
Then there was another golden light in the sky, a book of divine texts appeared, and the sounds of "sonorous" were densely intertwined.
The armor of divine power with golden light was born in one breath and was draped on the giant spirit of the ancient world.
With a 'whisper', the giant spirit of the world swallowed up a breath of the source of the beginning of heaven and earth, and boiled into a surging sea of chaos, rolling towards the opponent.
At the same time, Zhu Jiu stepped under the ghost dragon and spat out a purple bead, which was over ten feet in diameter and crystal clear.
Inside the bead, a world of ice appeared, filled with ice edges, flakes of falling snow, and the Forgotten River flowing in the center.
In this world inside the pearl, a complete order and rules have been born. The power of ice has evolved into flowers, plants and all living things, and ice spirits that have begun to gain wisdom exist in it.
Just looking at the complete and clear image of the world that can be manifested in the bead, you can know that this bead, in terms of weight alone, is almost comparable to the real world. In fact, the river of forgetfulness and endless ice in the bead
Strength is the main means of attack.
This Wangchuan ice bead is like an icy purple demon moon. It cooperates with the chaotic sea of dao swallowed by the great ancient world spirit. It rises and falls in the endless chaos, showing the magnificent phenomenon of the purple moon rising into the sea of dao.
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The picture presented by this attack is beautiful, but it also contains endless murderous intent.
The leader of the ancient tribe and the middle-aged man from another ancient tribe both had solemn expressions on their faces. They each used a beam of light that condensed their magic power, forming a magic energy crystal wall that filled the world and was as high as ten thousand feet high. Like a majestic mountain or river, they faced the purple ice moon and merged into chaos.
The attack of Daohai.
‘Long!’ The sound is like thunder, and like wild waves crashing against the shore.
After the leader of the ancient tribe received this blow, his body swayed slightly, and the mana crystal wall he had formed was suddenly shattered by the chaotic sea of dao swallowed up by the great ancient world spirit.
The leader of the ancient tribe inherited the turbulent power from the Dao Sea, and his chest suddenly surged, almost spurting blood.
While his eyes were filled with horror, the middle-aged man from another ancient clan was in even worse condition, with his whole body being attacked by cold power.
The man immediately realized that something was wrong, and the magic power around his body was whirling wildly, but he was still invaded by a force that was the most dark and cold in the world, and immediately vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
The blood sprayed out also carried a touch of cold purple energy, which splashed into the void and immediately froze the surrounding void of hundreds of feet into a piece of ice.
‘Crack! Click!’ The frozen void shattered into pieces.
The cold cracks the void and destroys all life. This is a legendary extreme cold power. From this, we can see how amazing the power of the ice world formed by the water of the Forgotten River in the purple beads vomited by the ghost dragon is.
At this moment, Zhu Jiu's follow-up moves came one after another. His eyes flashed with murderous intent, cold and ruthless, and the Tao power in his body flowed, and the virtual images of the Gate of the Underworld and the 18th Level of Hell alternately appeared next to him.
The next moment, the great giant spirit of the ancient world crossed its arms, creating a sea of Dao power, slowly turning around, and churning with chaos. In the center of this square sea of Dao, lies the eighteenth level of hell.
Zhu Jiu's attack, which only he could perform in the world at that time, was a combination of the power of the 18th level of hell from two great worlds, namely the Ancient Great World and the Underworld.
out.
The power of this strike is unparalleled.
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