The dark wind roared in the sky and the earth, and the endless black evil swords swept across, tearing apart the warriors who came to kill the demons one by one, and the evil demons roared ferociously. Sound of Nature "Novel"
In just a few breaths, at least half of the more than a thousand people who came here died tragically.
Amid desperate screams, Ling Jiao held a knife and moved forward step by step.
His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the void, staring at the direction where the evil demon was roaring, with fighting intent rising in his eyes.
With every step he took, the ground beneath Ling Jiao's feet trembled, and the surging red true energy on his body shot up to a height of more than ten meters, twisting the void.
At this time, he was walking in the world like a flame god, and the ground under his feet was dry, cracked and shattered.
His body was so hot that he was like a human-shaped oven, and Bai Yang had no choice but to stay away.
Under the observation of wise eyes, Ling Jiao seemed to be the center of heaven and earth. The endless Yang Qi gathered and merged into his true essence. Those sweeping black evil swords were unable to hurt him, but were instead killed by the terrifying The true essence was shattered.
"Who are you? As a warrior, you can actually attract the power of heaven and earth. This is impossible!"
The evil demon over there stopped laughing suddenly, and his voice was filled with a hint of horror.
"The power of heaven and earth? I don't know, I just want to discuss with you." Ling Jiao paused in his steps and pointed the long black sword in his hand at the Shinto demon in the void.
"Just you? Kill me!"
The other party roared and pointed at Ling Jiao.
Huhuhu…
The dark wind roared furiously, and all the black evil knives that were originally sweeping and tearing apart other people gathered together, forming a terrifying black tornado that shrouded Ling Jiao down.
Bai Yang frowned in the distance, can Ling Jiao do it? Although the true energy in his body is blessed by the most powerful and yang energy of heaven and earth, he may be able to resist the scattered black evil yin knives, but with millions of black evil yin knives, he may be torn into pieces!
After all, Ling Jiao was not an orthodox Shinto monk, and his technique to absorb the most powerful and yang energy of heaven and earth was only a passive attribute, so Bai Yang couldn't help but worry.
Facing the endless black evil sword, Ling Jiao resolutely raised the long sword in his hand.
In an instant, the terrifying true energy rising from his body disappeared without a trace, and his whole person became ordinary. Instead, a faint red glow appeared on the blade of the originally dark long knife in his hand.
"breaking Dawn!"
Standing on the ground, Ling Jiao looked at the approaching Heisha Yin Dao and gently uttered these two words.
Holding the knife in both hands, he still made a simple slashing motion.
At that moment, the world seemed to stand still for a moment, and the whole world seemed to become dark, and it was like the darkest moment before dawn.
But then, endless golden light burst out from the sky, dispelling the darkness, and the world became alive.
An arc-shaped sword flashed across the sky, like a looming scorching sun on the horizon. When it was about to lift into the sky, it sprayed golden light all over the sky.
Under this arc-shaped sword light, the millions of black evil swords dissipated in an instant like white snow encountering hot sunlight!
The next moment, the world became alive again. Ling Jiao kept moving with the knife in both hands and looked ahead.
Starting from his feet, a hundred-meter-long crack extended out, and the mountain in front was almost split open.
The Black Evil Yin Dao disappeared without a trace, and those who were lucky enough to survive stared at this scene blankly, dumbfounded, and filled with endless horror in their hearts.
Was that scene just an illusion? The power of a sword is like a scene of the scorching sun breaking through the dawn.
"You... how is this possible? The sword technique actually contains a trace of the will of the blazing sun, which can attract the blessing of righteousness from heaven and earth. How is this possible?"
In the void over there, the evil demon stared at Ling Jiao, as if he had seen a ghost.
"You're not dead? I've used all my moves." Ling Jiao, who was originally so powerful, was posing, but after hearing the evil demon's words, he scratched his head and said this.
"I'm an idiot. I don't know how to hide?" the evil demon replied, and then asked in a deep voice: "Who are you, and why do you have such sword skills?"
"My master is not allowed to say, since you are not dead, let's do it again. Breaking Dawn is just the first move of this sword technique that I practiced. It was originally very powerful, but with my current cultivation level, I can only wield one-tenth of it. This set of sword techniques has a total of nine moves. Now I am going to use the second move. It is called Dongsheng. The rising sun is rising in the east. Its light is vast and its power is stronger. You have to pay attention!" Ling Jiao looked at the other party and said. .
He changed from holding the knife in two hands to holding the knife in one hand. After saying this, he began to prepare a big move.
Bai Yang wanted to reach out and cover his forehead, but his body was so clean that it didn't suit him, so he could only curl his lips in silence.
You said you were going to use bigger tricks, and why did you explain it to the other party? I thought we were fighting in the ring, and you were so particular about it. By the way, you guys can't change your habit of talking nonsense before fighting
As expected, this evil demon is not particular at all. He glared and said with a ferocious smile: "What a mess, just go and die."
As he spoke, the other party took action, reaching out and pointing at Ling Jiao, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling suddenly sounded.
The four pitch-black pillars that were originally inserted into the ground to seal off the area rose into the air, surrounded by countless skulls burning with pitch-black flames, and struck down on his head.
"You don't care about me!" Ling Jiao glared.
Soon enough, he rose into the air in an instant, the long black knife in his hand faintly flashed with a golden edge, and slashed out as fast as lightning.
At that moment, his figure disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving only a golden light streaking through the void, outlining a perfect circle.
When that golden circular line appeared in the void, endless golden light burst out, making everyone who saw it shed tears. It was so eye-catching...
This move is just like Ling Jiao said, the sun rises in the east, its light is vast, like a scorching sun rising in the east, the light covers everything.
Bai Yang covered his eyes, unable to look straight, and complained in his heart, this momentum is too awesome, why are you, a martial artist, so worried about Mao? Could it be that everything I encountered before was fake
The golden light in the sky flashed for a moment, and then the whole world became quiet, followed by four clicking sounds.
Bai Yang looked up and saw that the four pillars coming from across the sky were frozen in the void. A crack appeared in the middle. Then they all broke into two pieces and fell, crashing to the ground with a rumble.
Damn it, my nunchucks are gone...
As for the skulls originally surrounding the four pillars, they all disappeared. Bai Yang vaguely remembered that those skulls had been shattered when Ling Jiao used that move...
Bang, Ling Jiao fell to the ground with the knife, his face was a little pale, he looked forward and took a deep breath and said: "Are you dead now? If not, I can't do anything. This set of sword techniques consumes too much. Although there are nine moves, it can't be done." I can only use the first two moves. It seems that my master was right when he said that my cultivation is so-so."
"I'll kill you, first you destroyed my skeleton magic weapon, then I destroyed my Black Evil Yin Sword technique, and now I destroyed the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-eating Stick that I refined after killing millions of people. I'm going to take away your body." , swallowing your soul”
The roar of evil demons came from the top of the mountain over there, and it was hysterical.
The treasures were destroyed one after another, and his heart was bleeding. Who the hell did I provoke
"He's not dead? It's over. It seems that I am the one who died. Master, I think I will disappoint you." Ling Jiao was dumbfounded and said helplessly.
Bai Yang frowned slightly. Sure enough, a Shinto master who had survived the thunder tribulation was not so easy to deal with.
Looking at the sky, the sun had already set, darkness enveloped the earth, and night fell.
"Sure enough, in the end it's up to me to finish this show off, even these guys can't do it!"
Muttering in his heart, Bai Yang quietly ran to the side while everyone's attention was attracted. He first took out a set of clothes from his space bag and put them on, then pretended to be dead and went to the ground.
Over there, the ferocious Shinto demon no longer used magic weapons and secret techniques, and directly pounced on Ling Jiao with its entire Yin Shen, intending to seize his body and devour his soul with its powerful soul power.
"It's over." Ling Jiao was desperate. He was a warrior, and his martial arts skills were amazing, but his soul was very fragile. Facing the evil monster coming towards him, he felt that his soul could not move, and he could only watch the opponent approach. .
"who is it!"
When the evil demon was about to approach Ling Jiao, Yin Shen stopped immediately, roared solemnly, looked up, his pupils shrank, and he had a ghostly expression on his face.
In front of him, in the void, a huge figure came across the sky, dark and gloomy, clearly the Yin God of a Shinto monk.
However, this Yin Shen was different from the ones he had come into contact with. It was a bit too big, so big that it seemed like you were joking.
For ordinary Shinto monks, the Yinshen trained in the Yin Shen realm are about the same size as themselves, and they are as illusory as smoke.
But what did he see now? In the void ahead, a ten-meter-high Yin God volleyed in. Even if it was so big, he was not an illusion, but the whole thing was basically an entity. It was basically the same as the smoke and mist of ordinary Shinto monks. A world of difference.
"It's me, your uncle!"
Baiyang Yin Shen came out of his body and flew into the sky. He did not become the size of a normal person. He was in his maximum state. In order to prevent the Yin Shen from being torn apart by the strong winds of heaven and earth, red flames rose from his body.
At this time, he stood in the sky like a flame demon. In comparison, although the evil demon opposite him was already in the realm of a real person, he was so small...
"Who are you?" the other party asked subconsciously.
"You don't care who I am, you are so smart!"
Bai Yang came directly to him, and he was not a very particular person. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's Yinshen in his hand!
"Ah, you, how is it possible that the power of Yin Shen is so powerful! What kind of flame is this? Let me go!" Being caught in Bai Yang's hand, the evil demon was frightened and struggled hard, but found that he could not break free at all.
"It seems that this is the real state." Bai Yang grabbed the other person and looked at him curiously.
Everyone is in the Yin Shen state of Shinto monks. When they are not using secret magic weapons, it is like two people fighting with bare hands. The competition at this time is strength.
Although the other party is at a higher level than Bai Yang, so what? As an adult, you don't have to kneel down when facing a child who looks like the Hulk.
In particular, Bai Yang's superpower is surrounded by flames, grabbing the opponent in his hand, and the opponent's Yin Shen is burning, and he is about to be burned to ashes...