"Damn it!" Looking at the weird sword aura, the black robe warrior uttered a low drink, but he didn't dare to hold it, his figure flashed directly into the black mist.
Xu Han looked at each other, the martial arts in their hands kept running out, and their figures swept directly into the thick fog.
"Huh!" It seemed that Heliancheng appeared in the sky, and Yin Zhiyao said with confusion in his eyes and surprise in his mouth.
Xu Han looked at the thick black mist in front of him, glanced at the flaming red ghosts passing by, and whispered in his mouth: "Yes! That is Helian City, he should have killed it."
This Heliancheng is also Xu Han's old opponent, and his strength is also good, but he did not expect to be dead.
As if thinking of something, Yin Zhiyu turned his head and looked at Xu Han, smiling in his mouth and said, "By the way, Xu Han, Hao Kong, and the prodigal son are also here."
"Are you with them? I thought you were separated." Xu Han's expression was pleasantly surprised, and he said in his mouth, thinking a little bit in his heart, but his eyes were looking into the thick black mist on one side.
Looking at Xu Han with a happy expression on his face, Yin Zhiyu was also very happy, but when he looked at the thick black mist in front of him, he whispered in his mouth: "Shall we solve him first, shall we talk?"
"Yep!"
Xu Han responded softly, and the thick thunder and lightning on his right hand condensed, and the spiritual energy from the spiritual cave rushed out, and then turned into a roaring thunder dragon.
boom!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the distance, and Ziyu's tail was blasted on the body of the black-robed warrior, directly blasting him out, and then Zuo Junzhe's figure staggered out.
The warrior who was swept out by the purple feather blasted on a boulder, and the black robe covering the whole body exploded, revealing the miserable warrior in it. The obviously deflated chest was probably already out of breath.
The purple feather that rushed out, and the few people in Hao Kong who appeared, directly turned into a purple light, wrapped around Xu Han's shoulders.
The black-robed warrior hidden in the thick fog looked at the companion who was hit by the purple feather, his eyes were taken aback, and then he looked at the spirit beast in the sky with fierce light.
The angry black-robed warrior did not wait to react, and a scream came from a distance, and then Hao Kong, dressed in purple, walked out of the thick fog, his face calm, it seemed that the warrior just now did not bring him a trace at all. Trouble.
"Haokong!" Seeing the martial artist who walked out, Xu Han was delighted, and said in surprise.
He seemed to have expected Xu Han to be there, and Hao Kong's face didn't change much when he stepped on. He just glanced at Xu Han with a strange expression, and said in a low voice, "Why are you still in the Profound Realm?"
Xu Han was shocked, but it was revealed that not only Hao Kong, but Zhiyu had also entered the realm of God Transformation, and his eyes were filled with surprise.
"Haha??? You don't know, my own strength breakthrough is more difficult, let alone a big realm." Xu Han glanced at the martial artist around him, looked at Hao Kong and laughed.
If it weren't for the silver tree, I'm afraid that I had also broken through the strength of the God Transformation Realm, but the strength of the Tongxuan Realm today is no different from that of a warrior in the ordinary God Realm.
Glancing at the Thunder Dragon in Xu Han's hand, Hao Kong had a strange color in his eyes. He looked at the roaring Lei Ze on the side, and said in a loud voice: "Okay! I'll be reminiscing about the past."
Hao Kong had just stepped into the thick fog where Lei Ze was, and another scream rang out on the other side, and then the prodigal son with a big knife stood out, looking at Xu Han with surprises, waiting to see the one killed by Haokong Black robe warrior, his face was depressed.
"Xu Han! I know you still have the strength of the Profound Realm." The prodigal son glanced at Xu Han's breath and said loudly.
Among the few people, the one who has the most contact with Xu Han is the prodigal son. For Xu Han's Linghai, he knows better than the few people in Haokong. For Xu Han, wanting to break through is more than just a matter of spirituality. .
Xu Han glanced at Yin Zhiyu who sprang out in front of him, knowing that the prodigal son might have already broken through to the God Transformation Realm, and said without looking back: "Although the strength of the Tongxuan Realm is strong, he will come to make a gesture later!"
"Okay!" Looking at the fierce Thunder Dragon in Xu Han's hand, a trace of excitement flashed in the eyes of the prodigal son, and he said loudly.
The sword aura that Yin Zhimao's hands kept wafting out of his hands seemed to be extremely restrained from the black fog in front of him. The dense fog in the air became less and less, but Xu Han was surprised to discover that the ghosts flying out of the skull seemed to be unable to stay for a long time. In the air, I had to walk through the black mist.
"Damn it!" Looking at the dwindling black mist in front of him, the black-robed warrior in the air flashed a trace of irritation, and directly put away some ghosts in the Profound Realm, leaving only a few ghosts transformed by the warrior in the gods. shadow.
The thunder dragon in his hand continued to grow, and roars rang across the sky. The two remaining black-robed warriors looked at the scene in the field, and their eyes were shocked.
There are four martial artists in the god-transition realm, and Xu Han in the Profound Realm, but a warrior who can't be evaluated by realm at all.
"Wrong way! Where to go!" Looking at the martial artist who kept dodge in front of him, Yin Zhiyu drew a trace of anger in his eyes, and said softly.
The short sword in his hand danced forward, and then a huge water-like whirlwind formed, rushing towards the warrior in front of him extremely.
The rotating water waves rushed past, and the black mist in the air gathered towards the vortex under the strong suction force. After a while, the surrounding black mist was absorbed, leaving only a skeleton spinning in the air. skull.
"How is it possible?" Looking at the black mist that was completely absorbed, the black robe warrior's face was shocked, astonished in his mouth.
Since his debut, there has never been a warrior who broke through his black mist. Now the woman has directly evaporated the thick mist. The black mist melted in the water is no longer under his control.
The black mist sprayed from the skull not only hinders the enemy, but more importantly, the ghost is more suitable for combat in the black mist, and even if it is injured, as long as it is covered by the black mist, it can be slow. restore.
Looking at the black-robed warrior with a look of astonishment, Yin Zhiyu's eyes flashed cold, and with a soft drink in her mouth, the rotating stream of water rose from the ground and rolled towards the black-robed warrior in the air.
"What the hell? See if I won't break your water flow." A ruthless look crossed his eyes, and the warrior uttered a burst of shouts. The skull hanging in front of him suddenly became larger, and then slammed into the huge black water in front of him .
The skull is the hardest bone in the human body, turned into a war spirit, and it must be harder than before, and the skull refined by this black-robed warrior is trained by absorbing the blood of many powerful warriors and spirit beasts.
Looking at the weird skull, Yin Zhimao's face was calm and there was no panic at all. With a dagger in his hand, the water flowing in the air changed even more.
boom!
The huge skull hit, and the huge whirlpool water that Yin Zhiyu rushed out suddenly shattered, and the rainwater was splashing forward.
Hahaha
Looking at the crashing water, the black-robed warrior looked up to the sky and laughed, but when the dense rain poured down, the warrior's face suddenly changed drastically.
The prodigal son lying on the boulder in the distance, watching the movement of the black-robed warrior, smiled lightly, and his eyes were full of abuse. It seemed that something good would happen.
"Huh! You suffer!" Looking at the martial artist whose laughter in the air stopped abruptly, Yin Zhiyu smiled and whispered softly.
Immediately in Xu Han's stunned eyes, the black-robed warrior who was originally suspended in the air suddenly fell to the ground, as if there was a mighty force on top of his head.
The black robe warrior who fell in the air surged out of his body, his hands were constantly dancing, but he couldn't stop the posture of falling, his face changed greatly.
Yin Zhiyu, who had struck down the black-robed warrior, stood holding the sword, but he did not step forward. Xu Han's eyes were cold behind him, and the thunder dragon condensed in his hand roared out and blasted towards the fallen warrior.
The warrior who had fallen in a panic, looked at the thunder dragon rushing in front of him, and just wanted to drive his war spirit up to meet him. When he looked up, he saw that the skull was wrapped in a large cloud of rain, and it was completely broken. Can't open it.
"That water is weird!" A thought flashed in his mind, and the air warrior was directly hit by Xu Han's Thunder Dragon, hitting the messy woods.
boom!
The huge roar and the screams of the black-robed warriors, accompanied by violent spiritual power overflowed all around, and within kilometers were enveloped by the thunder spiritual power, and all the terrifying spiritual power surged and abused in it.
call!
The prodigal son lying on the rock in the distance, looking at Xu Han’s terrifying attack, immediately stood up, his eyes were full of shock, Xu Han’s attack, he had seen this attack, but today’s attack is actually transformed. The power of the martial artist of the gods.
Although he knew the strength of Xu Han's Profound Realm, he couldn't use common sense to speculate, but seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel surprised. The Profound Realm of Xu Han was the power of the God Transforming Realm.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yin Zhiyu had a glimmer of joy in his eyes, and said softly, "Is he dead?"
In the attack just now, she knew very well that the black-robed warrior had no defense at all, and he was hit by Xu Han's fierce blow.
Xu Han looked at the spiritual power still torturing in the air, a touch of caution flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth: "It shouldn't be that easy, just step forward and take a look."
"Xu Han! Tsk tsk??? A big gap, you can wield such a powerful power." The prodigal behind him stepped forward, scanning Xu Han from top to bottom, and said with depression in his mouth.
I encountered Xu Han again. I originally thought that Xu Han was not as strong as his own, but the reality once again hit him. I wanted to learn from Xu Han, but now I forget it.
"Haha??? Your strength is not bad." Looking at the gloomy look in the eyes of the prodigal son, Xu Han laughed and said loudly.
Yin Zhihui, who was next to him, glanced at the two of them, chuckled in his eyes, looked at the spiritual energy slowly disappearing in front of him, and said, "Shall we go and see?"
"Yep!"
Xu Han responded with a soft reply, and then walked forward first. Sure enough, a weak wave came, and the three of them walked straight away. It was the black-robed warrior who was hit by Xu Han.
The black robes all over his body were already in tatters, and the martial artist with a scorched black smell looked at Xu Han and shouted in a low voice: "Humph! You dare to kill me, Seventh Young Master will not let you go."
"When you die, your mouth is still hard!" The prodigal who stepped forward, looking at the warrior's expression, let out a low drink, and directly chopped off the warrior's head with a big knife in his hand.