Update time: 2013-08-25
Ding Hao smiled coldly, waved his hand gently, and six magical weapons of mysterious energy appeared around him. They shot out and turned into streams of light to strangle them.
Black Mist paused, changing its trajectory in the air with a strange rhythm and speed, jumping like an incredible teleport, avoiding the strangulation of layers of sword nets, and arrived in front of Ding Hao in an instant.
Ding Hao seemed to have expected this scene, without any panic. He held his hands in the void, and a huge cold sword appeared in his hand. The sword body flashed with five Chinese characters. He slashed out with the sword and rushed forward. , cutting the black mist in front of him into two pieces.
"Hehehehe..." A night owl-like laughter came from behind.
Ding Hao turned back to fight and swept across, the sword light was bright, cutting off the black mist again.
However, the black mist that was cut into four sections was obviously not injured. It swayed slightly in the air and turned into four humanoid shadows of the same size and with the same aura at the same time. On the contrary, it was more terrifying than before, with a substance that seemed to be With murderous intent, they surrounded Ding Hao.
Obviously, Ding Hao's Mingxuan Qi Divine Weapon could not pose any threat to this ineffective black mist.
Every time the black mist is chopped into pieces, it will change into another attack point. As Ding Hao swings his sword, more and more black mist appears in the air, as if it is a clone technique.
At this time, the three of them were carefully observing the surrounding lightning prison with Chinese characters inscribed on it.
Although He is not an inscription master, he was born in Qingping Academy, but he also has a very bright vision. Naturally, he can see that the surrounding light prison is a kind of inscription formation. Inscriptions are used to communicate the thunder and lightning between heaven and earth. If you want to break out, just These inscriptions must be destroyed, but these square inscriptions are too rare and do not seem to be the same as any inscriptions they have seen.
Among the three, only one of them is well-read in poetry and books, and likes to study the way of inscriptions in his spare time. In addition to his strong profound energy cultivation, he is also a fourth-level inscription master, and he is considered to be among the best in Xuzhou. However, as he stared at the square-shaped Chinese character inscription in the thunderous sky, his face was filled with confusion and shock. He found that he had never seen such a form of inscription before.
After noticing the reaction, his heart skipped a beat, knowing that he couldn't break the formation, he immediately drew his sword with his backhand and struck out a ray of sword light.
This sword light, powerful enough to split mountains and rocks, hit the wall of inscribed light that flashed like ripples, like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing even a single ripple.
The power of the inscription formation was far beyond the imagination of the three of them.
"What kind of inscription formation is this? I have never seen it before? Can you actually borrow the power of the Heavenly Tribulation? I'm afraid I won't be able to break out with my strength." He frowned. Among the three of them, he knew the most about the inscription formation. But there was nothing we could do.
"Since you can't break out, then find a way to break the formation." His face was filled with murderous anger.
"How?" He frowned.
He sneered: "If you want to break the inscription formation, the best way is to kill the inscription master." He is always obsessed with killing.
At this moment, Hei Yan's exclamation came from the side.
The three of them turned to look.
But at some point, the Xuanshuang Silver Sword in Ding Hao's hand turned into a giant sword burning with orange flames. His whole aura also completely changed, from cold to hot, and he slashed out with one sword. , the orange flame contained incredible lethality, and actually ignited the black mist of nothingness, making a crackling sound of burning.
Black Flame was forced into danger.
Black Flame was actually restrained.
In the blink of an eye, almost all the twenty or thirty balls of black smoke were burned away, leaving only three or four balls.
The black mist suddenly shrank and merged into one, turning into the figure of a young man. His face was blurred, except for a pair of blood-red eyes. He was extremely evil and shouted angrily: "This is impossible, what on earth is your flame?" Pinzhi, how could you restrain me?"
Ding Hao didn't say a word. The giant flaming sword in his hand suddenly shook and decomposed into five or six smaller flaming swords. The sword body flashed with square Chinese characters. It was pushed out by his palm and turned into a stream of flames, heading towards Black Flame strangled and left.
"Kill Ding Hao first!" He made a decisive decision and took the lead with a clear shout.
The jade bone brush in his hand bloomed with brilliance, and he sketched continuously. Using the void as paper, he drew a 100-meter mountain in an instant. With a flick of the pen, the mountain turned into reality, and roared towards Ding Hao in the distance.
Such a huge mountain peak, with a shadow falling down, really has a suffocating pressure.
"Haha, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go there, but if there is no door to hell, you come here... Today, let me understand everything, and the four of you can go together." Ding Hao laughed.
He looked into the void with his hands, and both the Hell Ice Cold Sword and the Heavenly Fire Flame Sword appeared in his hands. The right half of his body was filled with the bone-chilling cold air of pure silver, and the left half flashed with endless orange flames. Two completely different types of weapons. The power, at this moment, was perfectly integrated in his body.
The Sky Flame Knife swiped lightly in the void.
The huge mountain that overwhelmed it was silently split into two in the middle like cheese cut by a sharp blade.
With a flash of light, Ding Hao's figure flashed through the gap in the mountain and arrived in front of him, murderous intent bursting out.
"So fast!" I was shocked. I felt a strong wind blowing against my face, and I felt like I was being suffocated by the God of Death.
No one expected that Ding Hao would dare to attack on his own initiative.
Ding ding ding!
A series of dazzling flames exploded.
But at the critical moment, he was the first to react, drew his sword, and blocked the sword in Ding Hao's hand at the critical moment. In order to win a chance to survive, the others were also shocked by the force of the counterattack, and their complexions changed drastically, and they suddenly exited. More than ten meters.
He stretched out his palm, and a huge book like a door panel appeared in his hand.
He turned his hand to open the page, pressed his palm on it, and lifted it gently like a dragon sucking water. A wisp of green flame burst out from the page and swept toward Ding Hao.
When you look closely, you can see that there is a series of densely packed characters that serialize everything. The characters belong to the Endless Continent. They are similar to Ding Hao's Chinese character inscriptions, but the meaning is much different. It is the most common inscription pattern in the world.
"Haha, I'm just an axe." Ding Hao laughed, and the ice sword in his right hand suddenly paused, and then the sword moved like a dragon and a snake. A strange meaning came out. He used the sword as a pen and instantly wrote a series of Chinese character inscriptions in the void -
Mountain darkly, vista!
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