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Looking at the monster blood sword, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in the heart of the Taoist priest in the robe.

‘Huh! ’

The ebony sword is within easy reach of the Shifang Yama flags.

Divine blood flashed.

The goal of the Shifang Yamabana is very big, and the **** and divine light hits the magic weapon.

The magic fire on the flag suddenly lost its momentum, and the magic weapon body loomed out, and the luster on the black flag flag quickly dimmed, and its spirituality was greatly damaged.

Qin Sang has long tried the power of the blood foul light with the ten-pointed Yamabane banner, and was hit by the blood foul light.

However, the higher the rank of the magic weapon, the shorter the time of the influence of the blood foul light, and the degree of influence will also be attenuated.

It is estimated that in the face of the best magic weapon, the blood foul light can hardly have obvious effects, unless Qin Sang also promotes the ebony sword to the rank of the best magic weapon.

But the master fighting method can directly affect the situation even for a moment, especially now.

‘Huh! ’

The sword air and thunderyin magical powers were still there, and the ebony sword seized the damaged space of the Shifang Yamaluo banner, forcibly passed through the block of the Jiuyou Demon Fire, and immediately approached him in the horrified gaze of Taoist Jiupao.

‘Shoo! ’

Feitian Yasha was unwilling to follow, and instantly bullied him.

A single shot of the ten-point Yamaha banner is just a low-grade magic weapon.

The spiritually damaged Shifang Yanluo banners are not as powerful as the ebony swords, and they are not enough to see. The power of the Jiuyou Demon Fire that entangles the Flying Yaksha is also greatly reduced, and the Flying Yaksha is no longer so scared.

In the face of sudden changes, the Taoist priests were in a hurry. After all, they were the veteran golden cores. Faced with this extremely dangerous situation, they even responded in time.

He suddenly waved the ten-point Yamaha banner and directly slammed the body of the magic weapon against the Feitian Yaksha.

His eyes were fixed on the ebony sword, the spiritual power on his chest was madly surging, and his body was forcibly twisted, avoiding the vital point at the moment of his death.

A muffled hum.

The ebony sword pierced the left chest of Taoist Qiubao, bringing out a puff of blood.

The sword qi remaining in the body of the Taoist Qiupao failed to erupt, and most of it was forced out by the Taoist Qiupao, and the rest did not cause fatal injuries, so they were suppressed.

On the other side, Feitian Yasha's magic weapon was severely attacked by Feitian Yacha, and it was even worse. Finally, he was shot and flew out. The face of the flag was torn open by Feitian Yacha, which seemed to be useless.

Jiu Robo Dao's vitality was disordered and his complexion was pale, but his injuries were not fatal.

"Blood Divine Light!"

Recognizing the ebony sword blood filthy divine light and magical powers, the eyes of the Taoist priest in the robe filled with resentment and jealousy.

He couldn't figure out that a mere monk in the foundation-building period had so many strange treasures, not only a flying yaksha, but also a magic weapon refined by the blood mulberry, which forced him into such an embarrassing situation.

Even the monks in the early stage of the formation of alchemy, not many people have such a rich net worth.

At this moment, he had no idea of ​​anti-kill at all, he just wanted to get out as soon as possible.

But Qin Sang finally waited until this moment, how could he make his wish.

Qin Sang was aggressive and ordered Ebony Sword to continue to threaten, and cooperate with Feitian Yacha to attack.

Soon, Qin Sang noticed that the Taoist Jiupao had retired, and desperately ordered Feitian Yacha to attack the Taoist Jiupao against the Jiuyou Demon Fire.

The offensive is in full swing.

Feitian Yasha is not afraid of death, and sticks to the Taoist priest, leaving no gaps. Now he is bound to become a Taoist priest. After losing his magic weapon and injured, he can hardly cope with this situation and feel overwhelmed.

The devil energy and the corpse energy impacted each other, entangled into a ball, indistinguishable from each other, with an aura of destruction, raging in the valley.

The valley is beyond recognition.

The peach forest is completely destroyed, and Fangfei is completely destroyed.

Qin Sang controlled the ebony sword to sweep the formation, and assisted Feitian Yasha as much as possible to trap the Taoist Qiubao, but as the battle became more intense, facing the Taoist Qiubao, Qin Sang gradually felt powerless.

He felt that the Taoist Qiubao began to desperately.

The Taoist Jiupao is a true cultivator during the pill formation period. When he began to desperate to open a way of life, the fighting power that broke out was very terrible.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and the ebony sword can only sweep the formation, and it has been a long time since it has found an opportunity to attack.

Qin Sang took a deep look at the Taoist Jiuzao, suddenly stretched out his hand to retract the ebony sword, and then returned to the Shifang Yama formation, and took out the Shifang Yama banner magic treasure from the mustard bag.

Qin Sang's skin paled as he forced out the blood.

The ten main souls appeared one after another, vying for Qin Sang's blood.

Immediately, their aura soared rapidly, and together they lifted the ten-square Yama flag.

‘Huhu...’

The aura of Jiuyou Demon Fire broke out, but this time the controller was Qin Sang!

He still couldn't use magic weapons like the Taoist Jiupao, he could only exert the maximum power he could control as much as possible, and urge a large group of Nine Nether Demon Fire to join the battlefield.

"Ten Fang Yama Banner!"

The devilish energy was in chaos, and there was an unbelievable ghost call from the Taoist Dove.

"Who are you!"

"Who are you!"

"Who are you!"

...

Daoist Jiuzao shouted again and again, full of unwillingness and anger, but could not get Qin Sang's response.

Suddenly, the depths of the devil qi were surging, and three consecutive tornadoes appeared, dispelling the Nine Nether Demon Fire, and squeezing the Flying Yaksha.

At this time, Qin Sang could only vaguely perceive the state of the Taoist Jiupao, knowing that he was starting to work hard, and he would never let the Taoist Jiupao get out.

He didn't care about whether Feitian Yasha would be destroyed because of this battle. He also desperately had only one order to let Feitian Yasha attack!

The land is cracked!

The Hanshan City, separated by several large mountains, also turned over like a earth dragon, shaking violently, and the big river and huge waves under the mountain were surging into the sky.

The mortals in the city don't know what's going on, panicking, and feeling uneasy.

In the city lord’s mansion, several figures stood above the palace, looking towards the valley. Among them, the highest cultivation level was only in the early stage of foundation construction, and it was a gray-haired old man who was very old.

They looked at each other with horror on their faces.

A young man couldn't help asking, "The patriarch, it's the direction of the forbidden area, what is inside, why is it suddenly..."

The white-haired old man held the crutches tightly with both hands, and the blue veins on his arms were violent, without a word ~www.readwn.com~The cloudy eyes were filled with deep worry and fear.

In the valley.

Qin Sang's eyes were red.

He suddenly touched his waist, and the only three remaining corpses in the late stage of foundation building were refined into evil corpses and flew out, and then rushed straight into the battlefield.

Soon, the connection with the first evil corpse was broken.

The second one!

The third one!

The three evil corpses were destroyed in an instant.

Qin Sang didn't feel distressed at all, his eyes were red and bloodshot, staring at the center of the battlefield.

He felt that he was approaching the limit, and the essence and blood had been swallowed by the main soul again.

Feitian Yasha was forced to retreat again and again, and again and again he twisted his body and rushed into the devilish energy.

It is also desperate, with countless bone wounds on its body, very broken.