Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 70 The Shadow of the Holy Spirit (Part [-])
The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the ship was late and hit the wind again.

Just fell into the myriad of transformations, full of worries, trying to get away, a sudden change, wanting to sacrifice blood to everyone, restore the spirit of the holy god, and let Zhang Yang and others fall into the abyss of flames.

"Do you really want to become the blood sacrifice of the Holy God?"

Zhang Yang raised his head and looked at the sea of ​​flames that were slowly descending from the sky, his face was full of bitterness, and a trace of despair rose in his heart, thinking that Zhang Yang had gone through all kinds of hardships, won Penglai Immortal Island, the treasure house of the Dragon Clan, and created such heaven-defying opportunities as the eternal and boundless sword art. His life has just started, and he has not yet reached glory, and he is really unwilling to be lost in the public.

The Holy God, the saint of the ancient times, was so high that everyone couldn't lift their heads with just a drop of blood, and now he wanted to sacrifice blood to everyone. Everyone looked helpless and desperate, and suddenly a loud roar woke everyone up.

"No, I can't sit still!"

Zhang Yang heard the voice, turned his head to look, and saw Bai Ze standing up suddenly, with a trace of resignation, unwillingness, and madness on his face. With a big wave of his hand, a hundred thousand demon soldiers reappeared.

"What is he doing? Does he want to gather a hundred thousand demon soldiers to break through the formation?"

Zhang Yang looked at Bai Ze, and secretly guessed in his heart that when he was not trapped in the four-element formation, Bai Ze took out the [-] demon soldiers and confidently wanted to deal with him. I was curious, so I watched quietly.

"Thousand Monsters Killing Immortals Formation!"

Bai Ze gave an order, and the one hundred thousand demon soldiers behind him in battle armor surged towards him one after another, occupying two demon soldiers behind him, and then three more, increasing in order from behind, forming a tower shape, neatly Qi, the top of the tower is Bai Ze.

He didn't know anything about the deployment of troops to make publicity, and he didn't know anything about the formation of the Xian family to communicate the power of heaven and earth, so he couldn't help staring at Bai Ze's every move curiously.

"God Execution Sword!"

Following Bai Ze's roar, he threw a sword talisman directly, and all the demon soldiers behind him also threw their sword talismans into the air one after another. Tens of thousands of sword talismans gathered and fused in the air, and gradually condensed into a handful of numbers in the air. The thousand-foot blood-colored giant sword and the billowing blood-bale energy rushed to the surroundings, which was extremely terrifying.

"cut!"

With a roar from Bai Ze, all the demon soldiers poured their mana into the giant sword. In an instant, the blood-colored giant sword in the sky erupted with endless murderous aura. Bai Ze pointed at it, and with a buzzing sound, it pierced the sky, and quickly Like a shooting star, it pierced fiercely into the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

Rumble!
A hole was punctured in the volcano in an instant, and the innate spiritual fire fell down one after another like water splashing from a pool, and a huge golden light group appeared faintly, and the blood fiend sword stabbed fiercely on it.

"What a powerful Ten Thousand Monsters Killing Immortal Formation!"

Looking at the hole pierced by the sea of ​​fire, Zhang Yang showed a look of shock, and cut the sky with his sword. No wonder Bai Ze was so confident, and he felt a little lucky. Fortunately, he didn't match up, otherwise the consequences would not depend on the plan, and at the same time, he became vigilant against Bai Ze.

"The Wan Yao Zhu Xian Formation is really powerful!"

Feng Wu, Xuan Kong, Lang Jianfeng, and Long Di all showed expressions of astonishment, but then turned into surprise, and saw a ray of hope in despair. They all looked at the sky excitedly, and secretly cheered for Bai Ze.

"Cut again!"

With one sword attack, Bai Ze regained his confidence, raised his head to the sky and roared, pouring all his mana into the blood-colored giant sword again, and the demon soldiers behind him did the same.

"Chong!"

The blood-colored giant sword radiated blood again, bursting out with sharper sword energy, and the blood-colored giant sword pushed forward suddenly, piercing fiercely into the golden light egg.

"Roar!"

As if waking up a sleeping existence, it let out a simple, vast, painful roar, exuding endless majesty, from the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

"Do not……"

Above the sky, Long Tian's frightened and unwilling roar came.

"Great, stabbing the blood of the Holy God." Looking at Feng Wu, Xuan Kong, Long Di, and Lang Jianfeng all showed surprise expressions, and cheered for being more hopeful that they could escape.

Zhang Yang focused his eyes, frowned, and looked at them with a gloomy face. He didn't feel the slightest joy, but felt the danger in the dark, which just became stronger.

"Okay, okay, since the blood sacrifice can't be done for you, then the remnant soul of the holy god will devour you!" Long Tian said "okay" three times in a row, and the gloomy, cold voice came from the air again.

Rumble!
The sea of ​​fire in the sky was completely released, and the fire poured down like a flood, rushing down, covering the sky and covering everyone.

"not good!"

Seeing the fire pouring down from the sky, Zhang Yang's face changed drastically, and he quickly sacrificed the best innate spiritual treasure, the white lotus, and cast a mask to cover Zhang Yang, and the blossoming white lotus blocked the innate spiritual fire falling from the sky.

"what………."

People from Baihu and Xuanwu were also wrapped in the innate spiritual fire, screaming again and again, and turned into part of the sea of ​​innate fire. A sea of ​​fire and hell.

Bai Ze also thought of Long Tian pulling out the bottom line and releasing all the innate spiritual fires. Before his hundred thousand demon soldiers could be put away, they were submerged in the sea of ​​innate fires.

Although the one hundred thousand monster soldiers are all earth immortals and protected by magic weapons, they can't stand the flames pouring down. Many monster soldiers were stuck with the innate spiritual fire, and before they could cast spells to rescue them, they screamed and turned into blood rain, and flew upstream, flying Entering the sky, the Wan Yao Zhu Xian Formation shattered, and the blood-colored giant sword in the sky also shattered
"Roar!"

The blood-colored giant sword shattered suddenly, and a roar came from the golden light egg. Boundless domineering, supreme, supreme and holy aura emanated, and then a huge golden phantom appeared in the sky.

"Holy God!"

Feng Wu, Xuankong, and Longdi looked at the phantoms in the sky with expressions of panic, which belonged to the level suppression of the superiors on the inferiors, making their bodies kneel down on the innate spiritual fire, trembling, and shouting holy god.

"This is the Holy Spirit?"

Zhang Yang has the best innate spiritual treasure, the world-cleaning white lotus. He resisted a part of his breath, and his body can move. He raised his head and looked at the phantom in the sky, secretly thinking in his heart.

"Roar!"

The phantom in the sky slapped and roared fiercely, turned into a golden light, fell from the sky, rushed into the crowd of the Feng, Xuanwu, and White Tiger clans, sucked in with his big mouth, and many people from the three clans were sucked into his mouth one after another. The phantom reveals a faint golden light, which is clearer.

"No, Feng Clan, Xuanwu Clan, and Bai Clan still have part of the sacred blood. As long as they devour them, it is tantamount to increasing his own blood, and he will gradually become stronger."

Looking at the actions of the phantom of the Holy Spirit, Zhang Yang instantly understood the actions of the Holy Spirit, and his face was gloomy. If the Holy Spirit regained some power, none of them present would survive.

"No, it must not be recovered!"

Zhang Yang made a secret decision, turned his head and looked around, and began to look for opportunities to make a move.

The blood shadow of the Holy God devoured all the people of the Feng Clan and the Xuanwu Clan, and his body became clearer. He was no longer a mere scumbag. For him, the higher his cultivation base and the higher his bloodline, the more beneficial he was, and the golden light flashed Go straight to Fengwu, Xuanlong, and Longdi.

Rumble!
A streak of lightning blocked his way, and a lot of lightning struck him, Zhang Yang made a move, but Zhang Yang became frightened.

The phantom of the holy god was bathed in the thunder and lightning, without any damage at all. After listening to the blood shadow of the holy god, he slowly turned around and looked at Zhang Yang with golden eyes.

Facing the golden gaze of the Holy God's phantom, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a surge of spiritual power. Fortunately, the White Lotus of the Pure World blocked it, but Zhang Yang still felt as if a mountain was pressing on him.

"escape!"

At this time, Zhang Yang had only one thought in his mind, that is to run away and get as far away from him as possible. Just relying on mental pressure, Zhang Yang felt invincible.

"what?"

Seeing the pure world white lotus above Zhang Yang's head, the ghost of the Holy Spirit let out a cry of surprise, his golden eyes became even hotter, as if seeing some prey, he quickly rushed towards Zhang Yang.

Before Zhang Yang could take a few steps, a golden light flashed, and the blood shadow of the Holy Spirit suddenly appeared, blocking his way again. An even greater mental pressure, like a stormy sea, ruthlessly hit the Jingshi Bailian.

"puff!"

The huge mental shock traumatized Zhang Yang, his face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood again. Zhang Yang didn't dare to neglect, turned around and tried his luck to change his skills, and fled forward.

However, this blood shadow of the Holy Spirit seemed to recognize Zhang Yang, no matter how Zhang Yang escaped, he would quickly stop him, and bombard Zhang Yang with his vast spiritual power, Zhang Yang would spit out a mouthful of blood every time.

Although the best congenital spiritual treasure Jingshi Bailian is powerful, but Zhang Yang is only in the late stage of Taiyi Immortal, and he is far from being able to exert his power at all. Every time the blood shadow of the Holy God is bombarded, it exceeds Zhang Yang's endurance, so he suffers backlash and vomits blood.

Zhang Yang also wondered, there were so many people in the formation, he did not attack but he aimed at himself, and soon attacked him with lightning, how could this blood shadow of the Holy Spirit still hold grudges, making Depressed vomit blood.

Rumble!
The blood shadow of the holy god blasted the huge spiritual power on the Jingshi Bailian once again. The Jingshi Bailian's light dimmed, and with a mournful cry, it got into Zhang Yang's body. Zhang Yang's face changed drastically, revealing a trace of despair. How can it resist the huge spiritual attack of the Holy Spirit phantom.

After several mental attacks, the blood shadow of the Holy God also consumed a lot, the whole phantom was a bit dim, the phantom of the Holy Spirit didn't want to give up Zhang Yang, the phantom turned into a golden light, and entered Zhang Yang's body in panic...

(End of this chapter)