Creation and immortality: I can manifest endless talents

At this time, the human race warriors on the periphery saw Gu Yang break through the encirclement, and their hearts were lifted. Their wills were like a rekindled flame, bursting out with unprecedented power.

They condensed their respective mana, and the surging spells intertwined into a huge net in the air, fiercely bombarding the encirclement, and finally tore a crack in the airtight siege.

Gu Yang's figure was like a flash of lightning. Taking advantage of this brief opportunity, he rushed out of the gap and joined the human race warriors outside.

His chest rose and fell violently, and he gasped heavily, but there was no confusion or fear in his eyes, only a more ardent fighting spirit.

"Gu Yang, are you okay?" A burly human race warrior stepped forward, patted Gu Yang on the shoulder, and asked with concern.

Gu Yang shook his head, indicating that he was fine. He quickly adjusted his breathing, allowing the blood in his body to flow through the meridians, repairing the injuries caused by the battle.

He knew that now was not the time to rest, and the enemy would not give them too much breathing opportunity.

As expected, when the alien warriors saw Gu Yang break through successfully, their angry roars echoed on the battlefield, and their offensive became more violent, as if they wanted to pour out all the humiliation and anger.

Their spells and magical powers covered Gu Yang and the human warriors like a storm.

Above the battlefield, the light of spells intertwined, and the power of magical powers collided, like bright fireworks blooming in the night sky, but with endless murderous intent.

After seeing Gu Yang successfully break through, the human warriors couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then they no longer had any worries in their hearts, and their attacks became more fierce.

An elder of Canglong Island raised his staff high, and a huge thundercloud suddenly condensed in the sky. As he chanted his spell, countless lightning bolts fell violently from the clouds like angry dragons, bombarding the team of alien warriors.

The sound of thunder and lightning was deafening, and every lightning strike caused chaos in the formation of the alien warriors.

However, even so, the alien warriors did not retreat, and their counterattack was equally fierce.

The dragon warriors waved the dragon spears in their hands, and every swing brought up storms. Even if the battlefield was far away in the sky, they also lifted up the stones and dust on the ground, forming a wave of wild power, rushing towards the human warriors.

On the other side, a powerful Yuanshen Realm warrior from the Polygonal Clan was chanting in a low voice, and strange illusions appeared around her. Each illusion seemed to have the power to devour the soul, forcing the human warriors to divide their minds to resist those interferences.

The battle intensified, and the battle between the human race and the alien race had completely fallen into a white-hot battle.

On the Canglong Island side, a powerful warrior in the Yukong realm, his figure was almost difficult to capture in the air, he was seen waving the long sword in his hand, the sword light flowed like water, cutting the air, and every slash was accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking the wind.

His opponent was a dragon warrior, with a huge body and scales shining with metallic luster.

When the dragon warrior exhaled, the flames and ice intertwined, turning into shock waves, colliding with the sword light of the human warrior, making a deafening explosion.

At the same time, the Yuanshen realm warriors of the Polyhedron tribe were not to be outdone. Their spells were strange and powerful, and the light contained strange power.

A master of the Polyhedron tribe quickly formed seals with both hands, and suddenly twisted space portals appeared in the air, from which countless illusions emerged. Each illusion was full of mysterious power, making it difficult to resist.

The Orc warriors were even more fierce. They were strong and every attack was as violent as a beast.

A half-orc warrior swung a huge battle axe. Wherever the axe passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, forming terrible wind blades, sweeping towards the human warriors.

During the battle, Gu Yang did not stop at all. His swordsmanship was more fierce, and every swing of the sword seemed to cut the space.

There was a cold light flashing in his eyes, and every attack was a fatal blow. His figure shuttled through the battlefield like a ghost, making it difficult for the alien warriors to grasp.

Gu Yang gathered all his strength on the tip of his sword, and he was looking for the next breakthrough point. His movements suddenly accelerated, and the sword light poured down like a waterfall, pointing directly at a dragon warrior who was fighting fiercely with a human warrior.

The dragon warrior felt the murderous intent behind him and turned around to resist, but Gu Yang was too fast. His sword light was like a white light, penetrating the defense of the dragon warrior and piercing his vitals.

As the dragon warrior fell, Gu Yang did not stop. His figure disappeared again in the battlefield, looking for the next target.

Seeing this, the human race's Yuanshen and the warriors in the realm of flying also fought harder. Their spells and magical powers continued to burst out in the air, forming a series of brilliant light pillars, breaking the alien defense line.

The battle on the battlefield became more and more intense, and every attack could be the boundary between life and death.

The battle between the human race and the alien race has completely fallen into a long-lasting and cruel tug-of-war.

A human race expert in the realm of flying, wearing a silver battle armor, flashing a dazzling light.

The spear in his hand is like a dragon out of the sea, and every stab carries an extremely sharp momentum.

His opponent is a dragon race expert, with a huge body, dragon scales covering the whole body, shining with a dark blue luster.

The confrontation between the two is like two waves colliding, stirring up huge waves, and the sound of metal clashing can be heard in the air.

At the same time, the Yuanshen Realm masters of the Polyhedron Tribe were also displaying their unique skills.

A master of the Polyhedron Tribe, his hands danced rapidly in the air, and the formation of each handprint was accompanied by subtle fluctuations in space.

He muttered something in his mouth, and the surrounding space began to distort and deform, forming a series of mirror-like barriers, reflecting the attacks of the human race masters back, causing great chaos.

The masters of the Orcs were more direct and brutal, and each of their attacks was full of primitive wildness and power.

A giant of the Orcs, holding a pair of huge axes and hammers in his hands, seemed to tear the world apart with every swing.

His body rushed around on the battlefield, and every impact forced the human race masters to temporarily adjust their tactics to deal with this violent force.

The atmosphere on the battlefield became increasingly tense, and every confrontation was filled with the breath of death.

The battle between the human race and the alien race was no longer a simple skill competition, but a war about race and survival.

At one end of the battlefield, the Yuanshen Realm warriors of the human race were entangled with the warriors of the dragon race, the multi-horned race, and the half-orc race, forming a chaotic battle group.

Every warrior of Canglong Island was surrounded by several warriors of the alien race. Their spells and magical powers collided fiercely in the air, making a thunderous roar.

An old man of the Yuanshen Realm of the human race, with white hair fluttering, made seals with his hands, and runes flew out of his hands, turning into golden dragons, rushing towards the warriors of the alien race.

The dragons circled in the air, and every collision made the defensive barriers of the warriors of the alien race shake, and they were in danger.

The warriors of the dragon race were not to be outdone. The dragon breath they exhaled was like lava and glaciers intertwined, forming a series of extremely destructive energy waves.

A warrior of the dragon race vibrated his wings, cutting through the sky, and his claws were thunderous, and every grab made the warriors of the human race avoid him.

The Yuanshen Realm masters of the Polyhedron Tribe also cast strange spells. Many halos surrounded their bodies, and each halo contained powerful magic.

A female magician of the Polyhedron Tribe flicked her finger lightly, and countless tiny light spots suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance like stars in the night sky, forming pieces of extremely destructive lightsabers, slashing towards the human masters.

In the melee, Gu Yang completely broke out, and all the places he attacked were the vital points of the alien masters.

His figure shuttled through the battlefield, as agile as a dragon, and every time he made a move, many alien masters would feel uncomfortable and want to vomit.

One after another, figures fell in the air and rejoined the battlefield.

In this war, no one chose to retreat.

As long as the battle did not stop, they would never retreat.

As time passed, this battle continued.

Gu Yang's figure galloped on the battlefield, and the long sword in his hand was like a meteor that shuttled between time and space, and every time it cut through the void, it brought the threat of death.

Wherever his sword pointed, it was the weakness of the alien warriors.

A half-orc warrior rushed towards Gu Yang wielding a huge war hammer, with a fierce momentum, as if to completely submerge Gu Yang's figure.

However, a light flashed in Gu Yang's eyes, and his figure became erratic in an instant, like a phantom, and he easily avoided the fatal blow.

When the alien warrior was stunned, Gu Yang had already appeared beside him, and the tip of the sword flashed with a cold light, going straight to his throat.

"Bang!"

At the critical moment, the half-orc warrior crossed the war hammer in his hand across his chest to block the sword.

Gu Yang's sword light was like ice in winter, piercing the bones and soul.

Although the war hammer of the half-orc warrior was as heavy as a thousand pounds, in front of Gu Yang's almost phantom body, it could only be swung in the air and could not touch him at all.

The Orc warrior roared, his savagery became even wilder, his eyes were burning with war flames, his muscles swelled, and his strength surged in his body.

He raised his war hammer again, bringing up a whirlwind, and smashed it towards Gu Yang. The air seemed to be torn apart by this force, making a whistling sound.

But Gu Yang's eyes were as calm as ice, and his sword skills were unpredictable between his breaths, and every sword was full of murderous intent.

He turned around lightly, and the tip of his sword lightly crossed the war hammer of the Orc warrior, cutting into the opponent's blind spot.

With a slight sound, Gu Yang's sword tip accurately pierced the armpit of the Orc warrior, where there was a gap in the armor and the weakest defense.

The tip of the sword passed through the flesh, bringing out a puff of blood mist.

The Orc warrior howled in pain, and his huge body shook a few times, but his vitality was extremely tenacious, and he did not fall down immediately. Instead, he angrily swung his war hammer, trying to suppress Gu Yang with his tenacity and strength.

Gu Yang did not fight him head-on. His figure flashed and he appeared again on the other side of the Orc warrior.

Gu Yang's sword was like a lightning that shuttled through time and space. One sword after another, each sword accurately attacked the Orc warrior's weakness.

His movements were extremely swift, as if he was incompatible with the blood and death of this battlefield. Only the sword light was the proof of his existence.

The roar of the Orc warrior shook the air around him. The storm brought by his swinging hammer was enough to tear the stone apart, but in Gu Yang's eyes, it all seemed like slow motion.

His body moved nimbly under the shadow of the hammer, like a fish swimming in the water, easily avoiding the fatal blow.

The warhammer was swung again. This time, Gu Yang did not choose to dodge, but went straight up with a flash of sword light.

In the astonished eyes of the Orcs, the tip of Gu Yang's sword collided head-on with the huge warhammer.

"Dang!" With a loud bang, accompanied by sparks, Gu Yang's sword tip was not blown away, but left a deep mark on the surface of the warhammer.

The arms of the Orcs were numb because of the huge recoil force, and there was an unbelievable look in his eyes.

Gu Yang's power was too great! So great that even the Orcs, who were always known for their physical strength, were suppressed.

Gu Yang did not give him any chance to breathe. His swordsmanship suddenly became more fierce, and each sword was like a flood that broke through the dam, surging.

The wildness and power of the Orcs were like stones that were ruthlessly exploited in front of Gu Yang's swordsmanship, eroded bit by bit.

The sword light was like a spider silk weaving a web, restricting the movements of the Orc warrior little by little.

Although his war hammer was heavy, it became slower and slower in front of Gu Yang's swordsmanship.

Every swing seemed to consume all his strength.

Gu Yang's sword tip stabbed out again, this time, his target was the knees of the Orc warrior.

At that moment, the Orc warrior's face showed fear, he knew that if this sword hit, then he would never be able to stand again.

But Gu Yang's sword did not hit, because just before the tip of the sword was about to touch the target, his movement suddenly paused, and then quickly retreated.

This was because his perception told him that a greater crisis was coming towards him.

Gu Yang looked up suddenly, and saw a strong man from the Polyhedron tribe chanting a spell not far away, and a black ball of light was condensing in his hand.

It was an extremely dangerous forbidden spell. Once hit, even Gu Yang would suffer a lot and it would be difficult to retreat unscathed.

Seeing this, the Orc warrior swung his warhammer again with a grin, trying to take the opportunity to suppress Gu Yang.

But Gu Yang's reaction was faster. His figure flashed and turned into a shadow, avoiding the attack of the warhammer, and in an instant he distanced himself from the Polyhedron warrior.

The next moment, the forbidden spell was activated.

The black ball of light continued to fly towards Gu Yang like a messenger of death, carrying the breath of destruction... (End of this chapter)