I’ve Possessed the Demon Sovereign’s Body

Chen Luoyang incarnate as a half-channel man, watching the battlefield.

When Yan Mingkong suddenly accelerated, half of the Hokkaido people couldn't see his movement for a while.

Chen Luoyang made an immediate decision, no longer suppressing the three black dragons, but urged the black dragon's breath, and rushed to the eyes of the half-Haidao people.

The shadow of the martyr appeared in both eyes and pupils.

At this moment, the two sides seem to be fighting together.

As a result, the old man in black photographed it with a single palm, and it seemed that only one ghost image was broken, but he himself was penetrated by the sword blade of Yan Mingkong.

From the perspective of the half-Haidao people, after seeing an ice blue sword light passing through the old man in black, Yan Mingkong's figure also appeared behind her opponent.

This is the physical method, the trick method ... Chen Luoyang knew at this moment.

Yan Mingkong's body suddenly accelerated, not only caught the old man in black by surprise, but also helped her avoid the opponent's final counterattack.

The old man in black is really extraordinary for his strength, strong vitality, and vital to the sword, he still has to survive.

But his chest wound, the ice crystals kept spreading around, further eroding other parts of the body.

Even if no opponent continues to attack, if he does not deal with the injury in time, he will soon be seriously injured.

One trick was miscalculated, and everyone lost the game. The old man in black, who was hit hard, couldn't compete with Yan Mingkong anymore.

This area is close to the sphere of influence of Heishui Jue Palace, and other experts in the palace will soon arrive.

Earlier, the old man in black had to make a face and win Yan Mingkong before the same door came.

Now he is just glad that his door is nearby and hopes his door will come to rescue him as soon as possible.

Yan Mingkong's body had returned to its original state at this moment, and only two eyes had an ice-blue color.

She glanced at the cold silence and said nothing to the old man in black.

Lonely smiled slightly.

Although he was still wary of Yan Mingkong, the other side helped him escape the Yongyue Mountains. He was somewhat grateful.

Seeing that Yan Mingkong was confronted by powerful enemies, Leng Ji finally stayed to fight for her.

The result seems to have broken some other hidden means, which is really a little embarrassing.

Leng Ji recalled the state of affairs of the genius, and he did not see some scenes clearly, but the overall process was fully visible.

Now that I want to come, Yan Mingkong has a plan for dealing with such a martial art saint of Heishui Jue Palace.

From Xie Jianbei to the sudden acceleration of his opponent, he was caught off guard. The whole process was done in one go, all around small holes in the opponent ’s ability changes.

This loophole was caught by her, and it was immediately enlarged to an irreparable level.

The result is the miracle of the fifteenth counterattack against the sixteenth.

But I don't know, if the old man in black does not perform the sword of blood river, or the sword monument cannot be used, does the white woman have any other method?

While thinking coldly, an idea also came to mind.

What if this Yan Mingkong was to deal with someone who was cold?

Can her own Dragon Emperor Tianfeng fight her ghost sword?

Leng Ji thought, while chasing towards Yan Mingkong.

As a result, the two in front stopped suddenly.

A martyr stood in front of the old man in black, then stretched out his fingers and raised an eyebrow at the old man in black.

It is the half-Hokkaido person who Chen Luoyang incarnate.

Although this clone has to suppress the three black dragon spirits in the body again, the old man in black in front of him is even worse.

The old man in black had been guarding against the sudden affliction of the half-Hokkaido people, but at the moment of serious injury, he was already unable to help.

When he escaped, he still remembered to depart from Yunyun Lake.

But the other side was so determined that he wanted his life, took the initiative to leave Yunyun Lake, walked all the way, and Yan Mingkong blocked him one after the other.

Half-Hokkaido people point out.

The old man in black wanted to resist, but under the severe injuries, he could only look at the other party's finger and point it on his brows.

The elder of Heishui Jue Palace reluctantly widened his eyes, planted backwards in the sky, and died.

Until he died, he didn't remember what kind of evil star this martyr was.

The last thought in the old man's consciousness is that this finger, like swordsmanship, feels familiar.

Why does it seem to be ghost sword ...

Yan Ming stopped abruptly and watched the actions of the half-Hokkaido quietly.

The half-Haidao smiled slightly: "Poor half-sea, I'm here waiting for a lady."

"Mr. Dao is a half-sea man?" Yan Mingkong said in a calm tone, but the icy blue flashing in his eyes made him feel cold.

"The wild clouds and wild cranes in the mountains, no one will pretend to be a poor man if he wants to come." Chen Luoyang incarnate said: "Before the end of January, the female layman brought the cold general here, so fast, admired by the poor. "

He pointed out some details, and Yan Mingkong naturally knew that he was not posing.

The woman in white nodded and said to the loneliness that followed him: "This is the half-canal leader. My task is to bring you here to meet him. What you two talk about after that has nothing to do with me."

Waiting for the cold silence to answer, but listening to her continue to say: "But before that, let me talk to Bankai for a long time."

Yan Mingkong stared at the half-haidao Taoist: "The Taoist Minister just waited here and wanted to get the predecessor's order not to intervene in my business. Only then did he do it?"

The half-Taiwanese person incarnation of Chen Luoyang smiled: "As the female layman said, later on, Daodao had his own affairs to discuss with General Leng. This is thanks to the care of his predecessor.

The only reason to take the shot was because there was something wrong with the poor and you wanted to talk to the female layman. "

Yan Mingkong stared firmly at the martyrs in front of him.

And Leng Ji exhaled a long breath: "I'm waiting for the Minister at Yunyun Lake."

Having said that, he immediately avoided leaving, and went straight to Yunyun Lake, leaving half of the Haidao people with Yan Mingkong.

After Leng Ji left, Yan Mingkong said lightly: "You and I are not the same kind of people."

"In this nature, you are all supremely valued and cultivated materials, and the poor way is only for the Supreme to send, and to the extreme to run errands." Banhaidao said: "Extreme magnanimity, pity for the poor, reward the poor Is waiting for you two here. "

He looked at Yan Mingkong and smiled slightly: "This is also an opportunity for you, but it is also facing the test."

Yan Mingkong looked at each other quietly.

Banhaidao continued, "Three types of swords are gathered together, which is very different from only two types of swords. Whether it is a human sword or a sword sword, it depends on you, after all, you have not yet become a martial arts saint."

Yan Mingkong looked at the martyrs in the pose of Wu Sheng in front of him, and the ice blue flashes flashed in his eyes.

She did read it right.

The martyr's finger seemed to be fingering, but it was actually swordsmanship, which was transformed into a ghost sword art.

And, it is the third type of sheer sword she lacks.

Although it is just a hint of sword, it is difficult to judge the martyr's cultivation in the ghost sword skill, but it is indeed a type of ghost sword.

"Okay." Yan Mingkong calmly said, "I will use two types of meditation swords, and change your third type."

The other party claimed to be their own chance, and it became clear that they wanted to use one style for two styles.

Fairness is unfair, and regardless of it, the point is that the other party also wants to gather the three types of Ming swords, so it is definitely not a change.

Yan Mingkong thought clearly about this.

But she did not refuse.

Chen Luoyang turned into a semi-Hokkaido person. Looking at the woman in white in front of him, he could feel firm will and confidence from the other side.

Not to mention that there may not be a conflict between the two.

Even if I am really an enemy in the future, I must be above you as a fellow practitioner of the three-type Hades, even if you are in the realm of Wu Shenggao.

So it doesn't matter if you change two or two for one.

For Yan Mingkong, improving oneself into strength is the most important thing at present.

After coming to the world of red dust, most of the time they faced siege and hunting by strong men from all walks of life. If you change anyone, you will have a sense of urgency.

Moreover, Yan Mingkong did not deal with the bitterness of the sea.

When she came to the world of red dust, she naturally knew that the devil and Buddha of the sea of ​​bitterness had been passed down from the past, and the strong emerged.

This generation of abbots in Wubian Temple is among the top ten in the Red Dust.

The repentant monk ranked eighth among the top ten martial saints in the Red Dust.

The round demon monk is among the top ten in the world.

Not to mention them, the bitter sea also has many strong martial arts levels such as She Ming Demon Monk.

All this, Yan Mingkong is watching.

Of course, in addition to the sea of ​​bitterness, there is another person who also makes Yan Mingkong care.

The other party also came to the Red Dust World from Divine Haotu, and set off a larger storm, shaking almost the entire Red Dust.

An opponent she has never officially defeated.

The opponent Xiu Wei also made rapid progress, always ahead of her.

Yan Mingkong didn't feel discouraged, he just kept pushing himself.

In this regard, Chen Luoyang has seen the clue.

Especially the trick that she defeated the elder of Heishui Jue Palace just now.

Chen Luoyang's advancement in the opponent's ghost sword art was early in his eyes, and now he has gradually wondered about the strange behavior.

Just as he is organizing what he has learned and integrated, so is Yan Mingkong.

When she was in the vast land of Divine Land, she blended all kinds of savage skills into a powerful defense ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ overriding the undead of Tianmo.

Now, because of the situation of being sieged and hunted in Red Dust, she has another way of thinking. She has transformed herself into a strange way under the program of ghost swordsmanship. So many martial arts are almost unable to respond.

However, it can be seen that this mastery of science is still immature, and Yan Mingkong cannot use it much, and is still trying to figure it out.

Chen Luoyang's mind turned to his thoughts, and the half-Taiwanese who spoke as a half-Taiwanese said: "The female layman whispered quickly, admired the poor, and supreme supremacy. Given the opportunity of the poor Tao, the poor Tao is not greedy and insatiable. He exchanges his sword for a layman with two swords. , So add another piece of news to the layman. "

"What news?" Yan Mingkong asked.

"The twelve types of ghost swords mean that the Blood River has won three of them. One of them is a sword that is passed down from a branch of the Tianhe River. It is called Xingmang by name."

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