"Yin magic phase thunder!" Yang Han was also shocked at the moment. He did not expect that the magical power in the hands of the Demon King seemed to be more powerful than himself!
Yin magic phase thunder is not a magic weapon, nor a talisman, nor a martial arts, but a kind of power from the other side that is understood after opening the door to magical power! It is also a magical power. Raising your hand can inspire the darkness in the deepest part of hell.
The thunderbolt of death refines the yin energy of all ghosts and displays supreme magical powers.
Every time a Yin magic phase thunder is fired, it is like thousands of people's resentful souls crying and roaring. It is like a gap has opened in the darkest place of hell, and the death energy of the netherworld is overwhelming, and then merges into the deepest part of the abyss.
The dark death energy is like a thunderbolt, and the dark death energy turns into electricity and light.
Once this extremely dark thunderbolt from hell is struck, it immediately explodes, blasting out thousands of death auras and thousands of demonic shadows, making any spiritual weapon ineffective, polluting the mana inside, blocking and suppressing the spiritual energy inside, making it
Humans cannot command spiritual weapons.
In other words, if a spiritual weapon flying sword is hit by such a thunderbolt, it will immediately lose its spirituality, and the operation of any magic array will be blocked and fall to the ground, just like any ordinary iron weapon with no difference.
Unless these utensils are restored to their masculine aura, for example, they can be burned in pure yang real fire to wash away the filth and yin energy, and the blood can be shed to recognize the owner again.
Especially people, as long as they are entangled even a little bit on their bodies, they will immediately lose their fighting power and become unconscious. No matter how powerful the body is, it cannot resist this kind of invasion, because it is not just a single poisonous gas that corrodes the body, but also thousands of poisonous gases that corrode the body.
The poisonous soul and resentment that haunts a person's spirit, if left unchecked in the end, becomes a climate, transforms into an inner demon, and devours itself is an easy matter.
What's more, the power of the thunderbolt, which is completely composed of death energy, is also earth-shattering, otherwise it would not be worthy of the word "supernatural power", which is beyond the order of the world.
Unless someone uses magical power against magical power and uses magical power to resist the spread of this poisonous death energy, this means that this person must reach the realm of the other side's magical power.
This kind of thunderbolt can only be activated a few times even by the Demonic King whose strength has reached the realm of the other side, because each one requires thousands of dead souls to condense, otherwise the power will only be greatly reduced, so this move can be said to be
This is the trump card of the bottom box. If you want to raise your hand to condense such a thunderbolt, only a big devil with monstrous magic power can possess this ability. The realm is already stable. Between heaven and earth, you can directly absorb the power of the dead souls.
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Unexpectedly, King Motian actually used this magical power at this critical moment, which not only saved his life, but also reversed the situation and broke the sword formation composed of six flying swords!
"boom!"
When the Yin Magic Thunder exploded, everyone was shocked.
Some of the outer disciples had expressions of despair on their faces.
Xiang Yu was also shocked at the moment. There was an extremely dark light spreading in front of his eyes. The death energy in the flashing black light showed hundreds of ferocious faces, as if a gap had opened in hell.
It was as if all the resentful souls and ghosts had been released.
These ghosts roared over like thousands of ghosts tearing the heaven and earth apart.
"Pu Chi, Pu Chi..."
These ghosts entangled several flying swords, and immediately penetrated into the sword body. Then the flying swords lost their spirituality with a clang, and fell on the sand one after another like the same ordinary iron weapons.
These ghosts, with the black light of hell's thunderbolts, roared to the sky, tore the sky and the ground, and resounded dozens of miles away.
The formation formed by these six true spiritual weapons was broken and defeated in one fell swoop. It no longer posed any threat of combat effectiveness. It was like a pile of scrap metal. It was worthless except for a few dozen kilograms of weight.
Even Yang Han, a well-known figure in the entire inner sect, his eternal double ring blades, entangled by hundreds of ghosts, seemed to have suddenly lost all their abilities and fell to the ground, beating a few times.
, and finally lost its aura, the light converged, and a mortal sword without power appeared, with sharp edges on both sides like scissors, curved, sharp and cold, although it also fell on the
In the desert, it still beat a few times without mentioning, and made a crisp sword sound. It was not like other flying swords, but like a dead thing.
You know, these flying swords are not ordinary true spiritual weapons. They have been tempered and carefully nourished before they reached this point. But now, their minds are entangled by ghosts, and they are still there all the time.
The possibility of being devoured bit by bit made several inner disciples furious.
"The Demon Sect is really a cruel method, we won't let it go!" Senior Sister Qing's face looked very ferocious at this time, full of anger, and her nails almost scratched the palm of her hand.
"After killing so many soldiers from my demon sect, they still want to take my head off and take it back to ask for credit. Now they haven't finished the game and they want to escape unscathed?" Demon King Dharma said with a cruel smile on his lips.
, the light in his hand is flickering.
He created an extremely dark light and commanded thousands of ghosts. Then, these ghosts seemed to be puppets and rushed directly towards Senior Sister Qing and others.
"ah!"
"ah!........."
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Screams resounded one after another. It was as if these ghosts did not exist. No matter whether they were slashed with knives or beaten with hands, it seemed to be of no avail. They attacked the upper body unstoppably. These inner disciples immediately let out a shrill scream.
The screams made it seem like the whole person's soul was being pulled down into the Netherworld, showing boundless terror.
Then, these inner disciples fell down.
Senior Sister Qing, however, was well-informed and knew that these ghosts were only spiritual beings, so she quickly unleashed the spiritual cultivation method of "Great Chaos Qigong". The spirit turned into a knife and a ray, cutting it and refining those ghosts directly.
Although this spiritual attack is not yet proficient, it is also a killing skill. It can kill some ghosts. It is easy to kill some ghosts. But the number of ghosts that have been killed is more than a thousand?
Mental attacks, she is not a strong person from the other side, how can she control everything, she can't take care of all directions. In addition, after several fights, the mental consumption is serious, Senior Sister Qing is not paying attention, and she is attacked from behind by thousands of ghosts.
Physically, the whole person was shaky, as if he was dizzy. After a while, he felt that something was eroding his mind, and he suddenly lost consciousness.
At the same time, there were several outer disciples of the Zhenwu Sect, all of whom were haunted by ghosts and fell to the ground, unconscious.
They are all outer disciples, and even some of their spiritual weapons have become a huge support. Under the entanglement of the ghosts, even the real spiritual weapons are just a pile of scrap metal. How can this spiritual weapon withstand the "Yin Magic Thunder"?
", this kind of ghost that bursts out of magical power?
At this time, Xiang Yu also felt a dark black light in front of him, and some gray and lifeless faces were rushing towards him, wrapping around his body, trying to break through the defense and enter his brain.
My head felt like it was going to explode.
"Plop...Plop..."
The group of people around him fell down one after another. This "Dharma" magical power was almost invincible among this group of disciples. Chang Wu and Huo Yun'er were also invaded by ghosts, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead.
Xiang Yu's spirit was killing and invading ghosts in his head. I don't know how long it had been, but his spirit was slowly reaching a point of exhaustion.
At the last moment, he exposed his spiritual power to Bu Zhou's spiritual imprint. After all, no matter what the training was, the first thing he had to save was his life.