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When did his whole body surging with strands of black energy, it was very strange, giving people an illusion, he opened the gate of the netherworld, and released the death breath of Nine Nethers.
The thunder was pouring down like a waterfall, and when he touched the black air, it was like a mouse meeting a cat, and it was completely blown away by him with black air.
Many monks who watched the battle showed their surly expressions. Since ancient times, the power of thunder has been one of the most powerful means of attack. Otherwise, how could it be thunder if the force of heaven's punishment is not.
Thunder are mostly tyrannical, fast and difficult to evade, the only way to resist is hard. It's really not easy for the person in front of you to solve this understatement.
The corners of Zhang Xiaotian's mouth evoked a faint smile, hiding his mockery. They can hide it from everyone, but unless he is gone, Zhang Xiaotian.
However, Zhang Xiaotian knew that it was not that his thunder power was too weak, nor that the opponent's black energy was too strong, but that it was too weird.
Those black qi seemed to have been put on a coat, similar to Zhang Xiaotian's divine and soul power transformation attack, but who was stronger and weaker had to fight further.
"Pretend to be a god!" Zhang Xiaotian's smile made him extremely uncomfortable and faintly felt bad.
Thinking of this, he was the first to take the shot, and between the waves, the black light spread and blocked the wilderness. Among them, the ink-like palm was photographed towards Zhang Xiaotian's head.
"Nine-day stars gather Cangyu!" Zhang Xiaotian slashed horizontally with a sword, and the wind and clouds were frantic, affecting the Nine-day Glory, the sword glowing, all dumped on that person.
This time, the power of power, I am afraid that there is a low mountain in front of it, and it has to be shattered.
"Bang, bang, bang..." The qi bursts and bursts, and it is extremely dense, like a group of meteor showers passing by, all over the void, and it is flaming.
Among them, the palm of the hand is like a standing meteorite mountain, which has never dissipated, but it is also trembling, and the speed is like a tortoise crawling.
"Lei Guangquan!" Zhang Xiaotian leaped forward, the shadow of the wind and thunder, flickering, he was close, and a fist blasted away, driving a pool of thunder and lightning, Weng Ming bursts.
The two fought against each other, and Zhang Xiaotian clearly felt that the strength of the spiritual power in it, the other's spiritual power had little change, and it was still in the category of the Spirit Attraction.
It's just that the amount is too much, it's like being compressed by the owner's tyrannical means, of course, it still failed to cause a qualitative change.
He then thought about it, in the sea of knowledge, the ghostly villain opened his eyes suddenly, accompanied by a ray of electric light bursting through the air, speeding fast, unable to touch, destroying and rotten, and blending the spiritual power of the great world to a very high degree.
As a result, the opponent's black palms melted like ice, and finally disappeared.
Sure enough, the opponent is with a powerful soul power, condensing more spiritual power than the same level, so the attack is so powerful.
But in front of Zhang Xiaotian, wouldn't it be the case that the squad had made an axe? It was purely too long.
"Kill!" Zhang Xiaotian yelled, the power of the soul filled out.
After all, in fact, the power of the soul is equivalent to the evolved version of the power of the soul, and it has some more abilities.
The void ripples violently, and the power of the soul pounces on the opponent, this blow cannot be seen with the naked eye.
At this moment, the person looked shocked, and found that there were waves of fear in his heart, and his face was full of shock and horror.
When he wanted to use the skills of the soul, he didn't do anything, and he seemed to be an enemy of Zhang Xiaotian.
At this time, the opponent had already struck across with a sword, the sword light was brilliant, and the oncoming sword aura was extremely forceful.
A death crisis enveloped him, and this person panicked. Soon, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and his eyes showed a trace of ruthlessness.
"Death sacrifice!" He shouted, his whole body surging with black energy, flowing out the terrifying breath of death. The most frightening thing is that behind him, a black shadow is looming.
The black shadow only crosses the boundary with the upper body, it is the size of a house, the head is like a wolf, and it is ferocious. There are still two horns hanging on the top of the head, and the terrible gray mist haunts his eyes. His eyes are like the abyss of death. The mind of the monk is extremely easy to get lost in it.
After that, the peak cultivator of the Spirit Guiding Realm suddenly languished, his eyes dimmed, his combat power was lost, and his breath of life was weak.
"It was you who forced me, and it was impossible to stop the Spirit Realm with this blow!" He sobbed, extremely miserable, like a ghost.
This person was standing normally, staggering a little, and as he tried his best, he pointed out.
The ghost with wolf head and horns, like a messenger from hell, pounced on Zhang Xiaotian viciously, and was about to kill him.
"Ghost Gate!" someone exclaimed.
"What? That's the sect who dared to enter the business domain and make a big noise!"
Among the three thousand domains, the Shang domain, one of the ten sacred domains, is absolutely powerful. Since ancient times, few forces have dared to provoke.
The Ghost Shadow Gate is like a rising power overnight, no one knows the reason, but his strength is terrifying and sensational.
Even though the ghost gate fell into a disadvantage later, but it was not destroyed, this shocked the whole world.
From here, one or two can be drawn. The strength of the Ghost Shadow Sect is likely to be stronger than the Haohai Sect, the Foundry Sect, and the Sky Profound Sect. Some people even speculated that even Qin Yu would have to bow his head in front of him.
Weird and blood gorilla are synonymous with them, even though many people want to destroy him, but the opponent is strong enough, it is too terrifying and unfathomable.
"This boy is in danger now!"
"These weird martial arts are their soul secret skills. Based on the experience of the exchanges, it is impossible to take over the Spirit Realm!"
"Isn't that a mortal situation!"
"That's natural. Under the Transforming Spirit Realm, the monk wants to transform his soul into a visible body to attack. How easy is it?"
"That's not right, it depends on the fate of this young man?"
"Had fate!"
Many disciples of Hao Haizong, after hearing these words, their faces became a little dark, and their eyes were full of worries.
They also heard a little about this ghost gate, but they didn't expect it to face each other directly today.
At this level of danger, the monks from all walks of life present here at least have to show off their faces!
Suddenly, the ghost with the wolf's head and horns roared, accompanied by the wind and wind, opening a huge mouth like an abyss, covering Zhang Xiaotian.
There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, and he held the sword up, the power of the soul spread out, and a large amount of spiritual power was around him, and in an instant, it was gathered.
This time, the endless sword aura, like a river of swords, rushed turbulently. Brazenly bump into each other.
At the point of the attack, the ghost with wolf head and horns touched the fire like snowflakes, and was being dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye. Of course, Zhang Xiaotian's sword river power is also declining.
"What, how is this possible, that is a soul-transformation attack! It is equivalent to the means of transforming the spirit realm!"
"I'm not dazzled!" Someone rubbed his eyes, or thought he was in a illusion, and hurriedly asked the person next to him what happened.