The silver light transformed in mid-air, like a snowy mace, and struck down on Su Jing's roof.
Before the giant mace fell, a flower suddenly bloomed in the air, the size of a palm. It looked a bit like a begonia at first glance, but the color of the flower was dark black, and there were traces of red blood demon patterns running between the petals.
The flower bloomed in the air, and then it turned into a hand. The five fingers were slender, the nails were clean, the joints were not abrupt but seemed extremely strong, and the tips of the five fingers were slightly pale. This hand met and blocked the hand.
, firmly holding the mace full of poisonous stings.
The next moment ripples rippled in the air, and the owner of the palm appeared, a young man in a slim-fitting blue sword robe with a handsome face and cold eyes... Xiao Xiangliu arrived in time!
Finally here.
Among the companions who were separated in the netherworld and promised to reunite in Suzhou Mountain, Xiao Xiangliu arrived first! He arrived just in time and blocked Su Jing's devastating blow.
The palm of flesh and blood blocked the evil god's proud treasure. The imagined situation of the palm bursting into pieces and flesh flying everywhere did not happen.
There was nothing wrong with his hand, but on the contrary, something was wrong with the mace. It fell into Xiang Liu's hand, swaying from side to side and struggling hard, like a fish caught in someone's hand.
After being in seclusion in the underground palace for nearly three hundred years, Xiao Xiangliu cultivated treasures. First, he cultivated the magic harp and pipa to achieve the power of shattering space and chaos. Second, he refined the black magic flower into his right hand, and his hand became a flower and a treasure.
The first treasure is the magic flower.
There was a strange "pop" sound, and several cracks exploded on the mace, and blood flowed out from the cracks. The mace struggled more and more violently, making a strange squeaking sound.
Xiang Liu didn't even look at his right hand, but looked at Su Jing with a slight frown: "How could this be?"
Su Jing closed his eyes and didn't answer. He was like a rotten tree, he was slowly dying.
Nianhua was beaten violently by a group of fierce gods. He replied: "I was seriously injured..." Before he could finish his words, Nianhua's head shattered and he died behind Su Jing. Akame immediately responded: "I used my strength again."
The evil law has been restored as before..." At this point, he was pierced through the heart by a vicious horn and died.
When Akame died, Nianhua came back to kill him and continued: "After the evil spell was cast, it is what it is now."
Xiang Liu had just arrived and didn't know what had happened before. Hearing this, his eyebrows raised: "Then why are you still here? Why don't you withdraw?" As he spoke, the strange power in his hand surged, and the snow-colored mace in his hand erupted.
He let out an earth-shattering wail and was completely shattered.
Without waiting for the flowers to be picked up, Akame answered, and a voice sounded from the center of the battle group outside the city: "We can't leave, we have to fight."
The speaker is Su Jing.
After a deep sleep with more cups of tea, he finally woke up. His face was pale and almost transparent, and there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth and chin. He was so embarrassed, but he still smiled at Xiao Xiangliu. When he saw his long-lost friend, he
Quite happy. After saying that, without Xiang Liu responding, Su Jing raised his head and shouted to Qiongyu: "Ling Tian!"
It’s Ling Tian again!
Seeing another golden pill, he blurted out and flew into the sky.
The monster holding the flower ‘ah’ screamed: “Can it come again?”
The technique of 'Lingtian' can restore Su Jing's combat power to full strength, which is of great benefit in the chaos in front of him. However, there is no trace of joy in the cry of Nianhua... Even if the three corpses are uneducated and have no skills, they can understand such evil arts.
The backlash is unbearable even once. Let alone using it twice in succession.
The golden pill soared into the sky, and when it reached the sky, it expanded violently. It looked exactly the same as before, but when the golden pill expanded...it exploded!
One golden pill collapsed into three, and then the three golden pills expanded at the same time, turning into three rounds of blazing sun!
The three golden wheels gathered their light and illuminated only Su Jing.
Just when the sun was shining brightly, everyone in the battlefield below the city, whether they were enemies or comrades, felt a sense of desolation and ferocious aura coming towards their faces! Xiao Xiangliu was right next to Su Jing, and he was the most disturbed by this desolate aura.
He couldn't help but take two steps back. At that moment, the nine-headed vicious snake's pupils shrank and its eyes were like needles: He felt clearly that when Ling Tian's evil magic started, Su Jing was at full strength.
At this time, Su Jing's strength was far greater than before!
Not only did it recover, it also skyrocketed.
One day of Lingtian, full strength will be restored; three days of Lingtian, it will be three times the practice! This is the magic of the Golden Crow Tianyan technique.
"We must capture the Monument Capital as soon as possible. You help me stop the pursuers, and I will enter the city to join Ye Fei." With a simple explanation, Su Jing jumped up and flew to the floating city three thousand feet in the sky.
While he was speeding, he could faintly hear a pair of childish voices: "My child has received the order, so don't worry!"
Xiao Xiangliu and Guaguai were together. He was able to travel safely and encountered few obstacles because of the little devil hiding his anger. When they came to Suisui Mountain, the pair of little ghosts finally reunited, although Su Jing couldn't care less.
Tell them more, but don't delay Xi Gui'er's initiative to take the order.
Following the childish cry, a pair of little ghosts dug into the ground hand in hand. Soon, layers of tender bamboo shoots broke through the ground, turning into new bamboos and forming green forests. The little ghosts grew bamboo forests and rushed to the aid of Shen Yuanlang and the evil man.
Xiang Liu didn't like to talk much, so he did whatever Su Jing told him. He swept the pipa strings with his right hand, and the demonic sound swept across all directions. The person had split his light and transformed into a shadow, ascending to the sky to help the Shasha monks resist the six-eared killers coming from the underworld.
.At this time, a heavy horn suddenly came from the far northwest, which was very different from the sharp and shrill horns of the Killing Yin soldiers. Faint shouts floated in the wind: General Huya is always flagging. He is late in leading his troops to escort him. Please forgive me for my sin.
..Comrades, break the formation with someone!
Chang Qizi is back. How many people can he gather in just a few days? The previous dynasty has been destroyed for countless years, and how many people can there be together with all the descendants of the loyal old tribe? A small army, with poor skills and fighting skills.
They were so weak that even the flags were tattered and tattered, but they still came.
Compared with the troops summoned by Chang Qizi, the stream was just like the vast ocean, but this stream rushed into the sea without hesitation, the sea of killing yin soldiers.
King A Gu is not the King of Blind Eyes, and Su Jing's ability cannot afford to rely on their lives. Chang Qizi and a group of old men from the old dynasty came blindly, because they waited for too long, and when the glimmer of hope suddenly appeared, it seemed too
Too bright and dazzling makes people lose their most basic judgment.
Why bother with these reasons? It’s been too long and I don’t want to wait anymore. So they came.
...
When Su Jing moved, he followed him with red eyes and flowers. The eight-headed killer god ignored others and flew into the sky in a hurry to chase Su Jing, heading towards the floating city together.
When Su Jingfei went to the city, he happened to catch up with Ye Fei who was beaten out.
Twenty murderous murderous gods were besieging Ye Fei. How could he withstand it? The swords around him kept whining and scattered. Ye Fei had already been beaten until his hair was disheveled, and the wound on his left chest was torn apart. Blood kept pouring out, soaking half of his robe.
Ye Fei's appearance was really not worth mentioning, but he was so depressed that he was about to die. He didn't look anxious at all. He was pushed back from the city to the edge of the city by the fierce god. He was retreating, but not defeated. He could see the three figures in the sky.
Lun Jiaoyang felt the majestic aura of Su Jing. He knew that Su Jing had used evil spells again and became even more powerful!
So Ye Fei retreated and asked to join up with Su Jing. As he wished, the two first-generation disciples who left the mountain gathered at the south city tower of Tiandu. His own people gathered together, and the enemy also gathered together. The two battle groups merged into one place. Change
Cheng Yefei, Su Jing and Nianhua Chimu jointly fight against the twenty-eight evil gods.
"Your evil skills are quite interesting." With Su Jing's support, Ye Fei's sword mass shrank layer by layer, as if he wanted to transfer the pressure to his companions as much as possible.
"Well, it will become stronger and stronger, but there will be two backlashes before and after." Three times of practice. The body is hot and full of power that has never been experienced before. Su Jing is a little excited, Yang fire rushes around his body, and his movements are fierce.
Fa, even when he glares, raises his eyebrows, or flicks his hair, fierce fire-shaped blades will shoot out from his eyes, between his eyebrows, and between his hair, killing the enemy.
Ye Fei continued to shrink the sword, taking the opportunity to breathe and rest, and kept talking: "Two backlashes? How do you say it?"
"There is no need to elaborate on the last level. Serious injuries, serious illnesses, loss of cultivation, etc., nothing new... Humph." At this point, Su Jing snorted, and he stepped forward and smashed the head of a fierce god, tearing it off at the same time.
The other fierce god's arm was a little greedy for power. When it was withdrawn, a large piece of flesh and blood on the left leg was pinched by the fierce god's magical power. It hurt: "But the previous backlash was quite innovative: a chance of life and death. A scorching sun, nine lives after casting the spell."
One death, not dead just now, not bad; this time Three Days Lingtian, after casting the spell, 70% will be alive and 30% will be dead."
Ye Fei thought for a moment and actually smiled: "It's worth it."
"I think so too." Su Jing was hit on the shoulder by the six-edged ghost-faced pestle of the fierce god, and his skin and flesh were torn. Fortunately, the bones were not broken, but he covered the flower and Akame's offensive, and the two dwarfs took the opportunity to tear a fierce god alive.
.
Ye Fei, who had almost stopped attacking at this moment, suddenly shouted loudly. The sword ball spread fiercely, and seven hundred swords shot out in all directions. The murderous aura and sword aura entangled and filled the air. The killing force made the murderous murderer panic for a while. Ye Fei's sword failed.
One person was killed and injured, but Su Jing took the opportunity to counterattack and killed three fierce gods one after another.
Ye Fei laughed, and the sword group gathered around him again. The real offensive was originally planned to be on Su Jing. There was no discussion in advance, but they were both Lishan disciples, so there was still a tacit understanding.
The fierce battle was fierce, and the fight could not last more than half a cup of tea. Eight of the fierce gods had been killed. Su Jing fought for his blood again. Ye Fei sighed: "My sword is almost used up." Qiujiang has been making swords for 270 years.
, Ye Fei went to war this time with a very strong family background, but no matter how strong his family background was, he could not stop him from throwing out thousands of eight hundred swords at every turn.
"I still have more than a thousand handles here..."
Ye Fei shook his head and interrupted: "I don't know how to use Li Shan's sword." As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fei was suddenly stunned. It was obvious that he was distracted under the crazy siege of the fierce god.
Su Jing's situation was not much better than that of Ye Fei. There was a look of surprise on his face. He raised his eyes to look at the tall tower in the city, and his mind was so shaken that his spell attack became somewhat scattered.
Only by holding flowers and using all her strength, Akame was able to block several of the magical powers that Sha Qi took the opportunity to hit.
Chimu was furious: "In the midst of a fierce battle, how can one's mind be distracted?" The curses were loud, and the twenty killers around seemed to have sensed the great terror coming. They whistled at each other and turned away, disappearing into the city and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Halfway through the fight, the outcome was still undecided, but the enemy who was not afraid of death suddenly ran away. He blinked his eyes, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse. Su Jing wiped his face with the hem of his robe: "What's going on?"
, he also raised his head, followed Su Jing's gaze, and looked towards the Babel Tower in the city.
The dark tower looked nothing strange... Suddenly, two huge lanterns, purple lights, were raised at the base of the tall tower.