Douluo: Start To Occupy The Blue Silver Emperor

Chapter 53 The Cause and Effect That Cannot Be Escaped! Chihiro Ji, Ju Douluo is seriously injured!

Teleportation, because it is too extraordinary, consumes a lot of soul power.

The most important thing is that as a copying skill, it is equivalent to a copycat product.

Ye Yang is very restricted-it can only be used once a day!

But even so, he didn’t hesitate to choose to consume a copy opportunity and make it his third spirit ability.

Before, he didn’t find a good opportunity.

The only instant opportunity, if only one opponent could be killed, it would be uneconomical.

At this moment, Ye Yang, with the real body of the Black Flood Dragon Martial Spirit, and the ghostly Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, teleported under the huge holy sword.

Suddenly, the effect was surprisingly good!

Pouch!

Hei Jiao’s huge body was easily cut open by the huge holy sword. From the back of the head to the back, the entire spine was cut open!

Immediately after the holy and dazzling light, the ghosts and martial souls turned into a hundred ghosts and nights out of Ye Yang’s head illuminate.

Like a snowman, thrown into the hot molten iron, it melts instantly!

“what!”

“what!”

Hei Jiao and Gui Mei both screamed in horror, and were instantly fatally injured.

Qian Xun Ji’s full attack, even Ye Yang, had to deal with it carefully.

These two Spirit Douluos, even if their combat power was barely comparable to ordinary Title Douluos, were far from enough.

Hei Jiao was slightly weaker, and after screaming, his body convulsed and was killed by a sword!

As for the ghosts, the spirits dissolved most of the moment, leaving only a trace, and fled back to the body.

And their powerful strength also weakened the power of many holy swords.

Use his spear to attack his shield.

“Bloodthirsty Claw!”

In front of the great opportunity, Ye Yang’s two front shovel legs bombarded the holy sword with all his strength.

Click!

There was a crackling sound.

Most of Ye Yang’s two front legs were cut off by the Holy Sword, and blood poured out!

And the huge holy sword smashed to pieces.

The two different spirit powers were intertwined, and suddenly it was like dripping cold water into a frying pan, and the pan instantly fryed.

“My Lord Pope, you…”

He finally realized that it was wrong and exclaimed.

“Go, it’s your glory to dedicate yourself to the Wuhun Hall!”

Chihiro Ji’s cold voice sounded in his ears.

Immediately, his body was slammed behind him by Qianxun, and smashed towards Ye Yang who was chasing after him.

Ye Yang was going to stick out the front shovel leg and tear it apart.

Suddenly felt the unstable and terrifying energy, and quickly stopped moving forward and went down.

At the same time, use Eight Spider Lances to block the rhizome.

boom!

The 87-level Spirit Douluo, after being mixed with Qianxun Ji’s spirit power, exploded under his urging.

This blow was also comparable to a Title Douluo, with a full blow.

If it was a complete victory, Ye Yang didn’t care.

But at this time, he was also scarred.

After being hit by the huge impact, it accelerated and hit the ground, sinking into the mud for half a meter.

Click!

The Eight Spider Lances on him had almost reached the limit.

Even the left side of the two front shovel legs that were broken in half broke.

And Chihiro Ji also spouted a mouthful of blood again.

After being pushed by this impact force, he accelerated and flew forward tens of meters.

He turned his head, slowed down slightly, and stared at Ye Yang stubbornly.

If this blue silver grass is seriously injured and dying, then there is hope for myself and Wuhun Palace!

However, Ye Yang was lying in the big pit, even if his breath was sluggish, he still stared at him firmly.

Ye Yang didn’t have eyes, but he had an unyielding will and spirit, and he was firmly locked in Qianxun Ji.

Qianxun Ji hesitated for a while, then glanced at the distance again. The escaped Ju Douluo and Guimei finally gave up.

He dare not bet.

If you continue to gamble, you will lose your life if you lose.

He flapped his six wings, flying higher and higher, and soon disappeared.