Beast

Seeing Dan Ye's painful expression, Yang Qing felt extremely sad.

His hatred for Ao Shuang and the other six monks, and his murderous intent suddenly became stronger than before.

If it weren't for them, how could Dan Ye have suffered so much, and how would he have harmed his natal spiritual creature - Luan Tian Zunyan.

The rage and violence in his heart made Yang Qing feel his eyebrows bulging, and his head felt slightly dizzy.

"Yang Qing, you must resist!"

From Wanli Fu, Danye heard a voice full of worry and still feeling pain.

After more than a hundred years, Yang Qing once again felt the pain in his heart.

Suddenly, his understanding of the 'Crazy Blood Technique' suddenly deepened. Without the need to actively activate it, the 'Crazy Blood Technique' had already arrived. His black hair suddenly turned into blood gray, and his red pupils also turned into blood gray. Even if

The scales, scale wings, and scale tail all over the body also turned into blood gray almost instantly.

The injuries all over his body seemed to be repairing quickly and getting better.

Looking inside the body again, the gray blood and blood essence are boiling, and while they are boiling, they are rapidly consumed and reduced.

The blood-gray earth in Zi Mansion seemed to be subject to a violent suction force, and thick gray spiritual energy spread to all parts of the body like a surge.

Yang Qing's whole body was filled with blood-grey light.

The 'Crazy Blood Technique' he was able to comprehend greatly increased his strength, and his injuries were repaired quickly.

"Ding ding ding!"

The blood-gray light also flourished during Kuang Tu, and the power of the thunderbolt blade surged, causing Fang Tian's painted halberd to tremble like chaff due to its weak body.

Ao Shuang, who was already suppressed, staggered due to Fang Tian's painted halberd, with an angry look on his face. He was also surprised by Dan Ye's use of Luan Tian Zun Flame. He originally knew that Dan Ye's Luan Tian Zun Flame was stronger than

The dragon essence gold was a bit strange, and the Luan Tianzunyan in the form of a flaming Danye, regardless of its power, this uniqueness already made him extremely jealous.

What's more important is that the strength of 'Little Zamao' has grown and suppressed it even more.

The emerald-colored flame Dan Ye caused flames within a radius of more than ten miles, but these flames only caused a slight obstacle to the four attacks on Yang Qing.

"Swish, swish, ding-dong!"

Four attacks from all directions, two golden maces, golden bells, and a ruler used their own power to pierce the flames. The attack continued.

The emerald flame Danye's expression was agile. But Danfeng's eyes were full of cold murderous intent. Holding the emerald Qingluan Square Seal, his body flashed and he flew towards the golden branch at a speed faster than the four magic weapons that attacked him.

Heaven Ruler.

Luan Tianzun Yan possesses the consciousness of Dan Ye. It is like a clone.

Danye knew that the Dividing Ruler was the greatest threat to Yang Qing's life, so he used Luan Tianzun Flame to intercept it.

The emerald-colored Qingluan Square Seal is also Danye's magic weapon. Danye's figure blurred slightly and then merged into the square seal. In an instant, the lifelike Qingluan Square Seal was like a 'resurrection', changing rapidly, blinking in the blink of an eye.

In just a few seconds, it turned into a three-foot-long green luan divine bird, with green flames rising and lingering, and its shape was magical and noble.

After a loud cry of the phoenix, they struggled with the golden dividing sky ruler.

Ditianzhi wanted to rely on his flexibility and speed to get rid of this Qingluan with a wingspan of three feet, but it was difficult to do so for a while.

And if Long Zhan wants to offer other magic weapons, he will be intercepted.

The monks who practice the gold and thunder path, Long Zhan, were intercepted by Dan Ye. Regardless of their strength, they were no longer allowed to attack Yang Qing.

After Luan Tianzunyan left his body, Danye's face gradually turned pale, and the feather-fan-like feather magic weapon looked dim.

"Haha..." Ao Shuang laughed slightly crazily and said fiercely, "So what, little bastard, do you want to live? Just dream!"

He didn't think that relying on Dan Ye's Luan Tian Zun Flame could change the situation of killing the 'Little Zamao'.

No matter how strange and unique Dan Ye's Luan Tian Zun Flame is, it is still the same as Dan Ye's cultivation level, and is at the middle level of the spiritual level!

Even though Dan Ye relied on his outstanding status to prevent the two descendants of the golden dragon from attacking Yang Qing, there were still three monks in the late stage of transformation who attacked and killed him.

The most important thing is that the three attacks staggered, and Ao Shuang was involved, which was equivalent to four attacks.

Ao Shuang didn't believe that 'Little Zamao' had any means to resist the three attacks when suppressing it.

It has been determined that the 'little miscellaneous hair' must die, and it will not always be suppressed like this.

So, no matter how strong the 'Little Zamao' is, no matter how taunting he is, he will still die in its hands.

"Then look at it!"

Yang Qing's blood-gray glare stared at him with murderous intent.

At this moment, Danye used Luan Tianzun Flame, giving him full confidence that he could survive the attack. However, he had to use the chilling sound of the prisoner cow fighting spirit to attack.

Two golden maces and golden bells were used to suppress Ao Shuang. No matter how unwilling he was, he still had to use the Prisoner Ox Fighting Spirit.

Compared with the prisoner cow fighting spirit, survival is the most important thing.

"Ding ding ding!"

When Yang Qing suppressed Ao Shuang, he accumulated strength for the combat skill Splitting the Sky.

But at this moment, Fang Tian's painted halberd suddenly disappeared into Ao Shuang's hand. The blood-gray Kuang Tu's blow missed, only cutting a ripple on Ao Shuang's golden scales. Ao Shuang looked fierce, and with the help of

The attack force retreated, and a bright golden mace struck beside it.

Yang Qing had already anticipated this scene.

"Whoosh!"

The blood-gray sword light flashed across.

Yang Qing used Sky Splitting Slash without hesitation.

Kuangtu and the golden mace collided in one place, and the sound of 'ding!' was very pleasant.

Yang Qing's strength can compete with some ordinary monks in the late stage of realization without falling behind. At this moment, the strength of the mad blood technique is activated. In order to pursue the speed of the attack, this golden mace has not concentrated on combat skills, but its power is still formidable.

pole.

As soon as there was an exchange of blows, the blood-gray swords were immediately defeated and rebounded.

Like a mantis trying to block a car, it was thrown backwards by the impact.

Fortunately, the attack momentum of this golden mace has stopped, and it can no longer attack instantly.

At this time, a string of three golden bells was floating more than ten feet above Yang Qing. One of the bells became as big as a bell, and an extremely sharp sword tip was spitting out from the bell.

"roar!"

Before the golden bell could attack, Ao Shuang was already holding the Fang Tian Painted Halberd and using the combat skill Dragon Walk to attack.

Its combat skills can still be broken by using chilling sound attacks.

However, Yang Qing did not do this. Among the four attacks, Ao Shuang's combat skill Long Xing was the weakest, and he had to use his combat skill Yitiantian to resist.

I just used the combat skill Air Splitting, but my whole body's strength was weak and I couldn't fully use the combat skill Yitiantian, but I had to use it.

"bite!"

"bite!"

The combat skill Long Xing was intercepted, and Yang Qing's figure was shaken, and he was thrown into the air in an awkward manner.

However, my mind has calmed down.

"Whoosh", another golden mace struck. The golden sword was still hanging above him.

There must be no gap in the attack, let alone one blast of murderous sound that can cover up two attacks.

All the monks present were watching this scene closely!

Danye and Qingluan, who was intercepting the Heavenly Ruler, both looked worried.

"Zheng!"

When the golden mace was only a few feet away from Yang Qing, a murderous sound attack struck.

Almost at the same time, a golden giant sword was spit out from a golden bell. The golden giant sword was about three feet long, full of ancient charm, and thousands of sword auras dropped. At the hilt was a ferocious animal head, which suddenly grew thicker.

A feeling of cruelty.

The combat skill of condensing the weapon form is very common, but the combat skill of condensing into such a sword shape is already considered high-level!

"Buzz!"

The attack of the golden mace was instantly stopped, and it was attacked by the sound of killing. The golden light of the golden mace collapsed, and the main body became even darker!

The last attack, the beast-headed golden sword, had arrived.

The speed of the chop was not fast, but Yang Qing's figure suddenly stopped, imprisoned by an incomparable heaviness.

If before, the spirit, qualifications, and strength were blended together, Yang Qing would have been able to break through such a restriction with his simple sword. However, at this moment, the noble Kunhun felt a little weak and could not activate the spirit, qualifications, and strength of the noble Kunhun. Yang Qing

I tried my best to break free, but my movements were very slow and sluggish.

"Haha, little bastard, it's so sad that you only have so little time to spare!"

The combat skill Long Xing was intercepted, Ao Shuang didn't care at all, he shook his head and laughed, his expression was stern, but extremely joyful.

The same is true for monks in the late stages of transformation such as Fat Rat Sister.

The 'little bastard' is dead.

Even if he possesses twelve powerful combat skills, he will not be able to use them if there is no time left for him to use them.

Before Qingluan, who has become the perfect fire element, arrives, he will definitely be able to kill the 'little miscellaneous hair'!

"If you use the killing method, you, little bastard, will become a useless person. Hey, you will die!"

Ao Shuang laughed and mocked again.

But Dan Yefeng's eyes were fixed on this scene. Feather-feather magic weapon like a feather fan, Luan Tianzunyan gave up entangled with the descendants of the golden dragon and the Dividing Ruler, and was doing his best to rescue.

But it almost didn’t come long ago!

"Qiang!"

The speed of the beast-headed golden sword suddenly increased, and it was only a few feet away from Yang Qing.

If he was hit, the blood-grey Kuangshou would be fine, but at this moment, he would either be chopped into two pieces, crushed into pieces, or beheaded and crushed to death!

"Zheng!"

A colder and more chilling sound attack sounded.

The confinement of the heavy meaning quietly disappeared, and the blade of the beast-headed golden sword and the thousands of golden sword auras suddenly became silent, and then quickly but quietly dissipated, and the remaining beast-headed sword hilt exploded with a 'boom!'

Within the attack range of this chilling sound, except for Yang Qing's spiritual consciousness, the spiritual consciousness of other monks was instantly wiped out.

To the monks present, this was not considered an injury.

But the faces of Ao Shuang and the other six monks turned pale. Ao Shuang was stern, and his cheerful smile suddenly froze!

Even though Dan Ye had known about it before, he was still a little stunned!

Yang Qing tried his best and defeated four attacks. He did not dare to slow down for a moment and tried his best to stay away from many magic weapons.

Ao Shuang and other monks all looked at Yang Qing's left arm. They were sure that the second chilling sound came from the left arm of 'Little Zamao'!

"Has a chilling fighting spirit!"

"kill!"

Ao Shuang guessed it instantly, his expression was already ferocious, he shouted loudly, and Fang Tian threw out his halberd first.

The fat rat female nun and others also attacked again.

Facing this scene, Yang Qing's heart beat wildly, and he suddenly relaxed because he heard the sound transmission from his spiritual consciousness.

"Ming...", a phoenix full of anger appeared directly in the ears of the monks present.

Emerald flames ignited out of thin air near Yang Qing's body, turning into an emerald flower and wrapping it in it. Before Ao Shuang and other monks could attack, a ten-foot-long green luan had already condensed above the flower. Its slender

The legs are combined with the flowers.

"Ming..."

The green luan, which was about ten feet tall, let out a phoenix cry, grabbed the flowers and fluttered its wings together.

Many attacks are air strikes.

In the sky in the distance, a green light grew from small to large. If you could see it clearly, it was a Qingluan with a wingspan of about a hundred feet, galloping towards it at a speed that was far faster than Ao Shuang and other monks could use magic weapons to attack. (To be continued.)

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