Repugnant Gateway

Anzheng flashed backwards and bent backwards in the posture of an iron bridge, avoiding two iron braces one after another. The iron is black and dark, and the moon's coldness can be reflected on it. It doesn't look like it's made of meat. But since Xiu Xi said that, it certainly makes sense.

When the two iron braces pierced in front of An Zheng, they got into a nasty smell in An Zheng's nose. An Zheng stroked the ground with one hand, and swayed back like a boat. At the same time, Ice Soul made a tentative contact with one of the black iron solders. Ordinary magic instruments will be frozen when they are touched by the ice, but after the iron braze and the ice are in contact, the front of the ice is actually black.

An Zheng moved in his heart, throwing his hands and throwing the ice soul as a hidden weapon. The ice soul completely turned black in the air, poking it on the chest of the ground. With the sharpness of the ice, it is also easy to pierce ordinary steel. But stabbed in the chest of the ground, but only penetrated less than a third. But after all, it was a part of stab in, and there was the strength of Anzheng on the ice soul. As Anzheng left further, the strength of Xiuwei exploded in the chest of Disan.

A burst of air exploded, and the ground was exploded back several steps in a row.

Di San lowered his head as "looked at" his chest. The clothes had been blasted away. The bandage inside was also damaged. The black inside seemed to have many thin silkworms wriggling.

With a click, the ice fell to the ground. I don't know if it's a real black bug like silk thread or a mutated muscle fiber. In the wriggling, the ice soul was pushed out.

Di San slowly raised his head to look at An Zheng, and then snarled forward.

Roar!

The almost visible sound wave blasted out from the tightly wrapped bandage, leaping rapidly from circle to circle. Obviously, the fight for An An angered him completely.

The gas exploded, but nothing happened.

An Zheng's face dignified: "What monster is this?"

Di Si rushed over from his side quickly. As he floated forward, the wide black robe fluttered backwards, and the bandaged arms and legs were faintly visible. Di Si's two black iron braces pierced toward Anzheng's heart. Anzheng shrugged to avoid. The iron braces staggered in the air, almost rubbing Anzheng's body and stabbed past.

An Zheng's thoughts moved, and the scales of the eight holy fish floated out of the blood-pearl bracelet, spinning and floating around An Zheng's body.

The ground one who has been standing in the distance seems to smell something, or is carefully looking at An Zheng: "There are high-level magic tools, and the combat level is increased."

Di Wu screamed behind An Zheng, then stabbed An An from the back. That iron is clearly more than ten meters away from Anzheng. Anzheng didn't care too much. After all, these guys looked weird and terrible, but they seemed to be not strong in cultivation, as long as they could not contact them. Anzheng considered whether the number of these things would be large, and he would fight for a little longer, so that those who had experience passed to the Tianqi Sect would be able to prepare in the future.

However, there was clearly a dozen meters of iron brazing from Anzheng, and suddenly flew out to Anzhenan behind him.

Be heard!

With a heavy impact on the scales of a holy fish, Anzhen was staggered to the side for several steps under the tremendous force.

More and more intense!

An Zheng found that the strength of these guys is actually improving!

He thought of the guy who said before, the practitioner, speculated that the situation of Xuya, the combat level increased. Then it was said that there are high-level magic tools, and the battle level is increased. In other words, the real strength of these guys is actually terrifying, but they only adjust their fighting style according to the strength of their opponents. The force on this iron is more than doubled before?

The iron braze did not break the defense of security, and the ground five was stunned for a while. Although their faces were wrapped tightly with bandages, they seemed to be able to see clearly and hear clearly, and they were even sharper than normal people.

The two iron braces flew to Anzhen, and Diwu could actually control this iron brace in vain. When he shot, three other men in black also shot. They stood on the periphery, and the eight iron solders kept fighting. An Zheng's feelings are not at all uncomfortable. Although the scale of the holy fish is extremely strong, he seems to be in a sturdy clock, and the eight sledgehammers outside are constantly bombarding. Even if the sledgehammer won't break the iron clock, the shocking power is enough to hurt people.

"Give you a face."

An Zheng's right hand began to glow, a blazing white light.

He sprinted forward, and the eight holy fish scales swiftly swayed all the iron rods around his body. Rushing to the ground five, An Zheng's right hand pushed forward violently. A fist-sized white light mass flew out of An Zheng's hands, and lightning struck the chest of Di Wu. The white luminous mass had an unparalleled glow, and instantly burned a hole in the chest of the ground.

Di Wu wailed, and things like silkworms in his chest wriggled violently, as if trying to squeeze out the light. However, the strength of cultivation is not a physical thing, and the silkworms that can squeeze out the ice soul cannot squeeze out the strength of cultivation. Countless silkworms went forward and threw them, and finally extinguished the white light, but a shocking pit had appeared on the chest of Diwu, almost burning all the way to the back.

He lowered his head, and the scorched black fibers on the wound fell off one by one. The new black fibers began to grow like weaves, and filled the big hole in the chest in a short time.

Undead!

Du Shoushou shouted in the back: "Mama's things will not be dead!"

The wrinkled brows are deep: "These things are refined, they should be like alchemy, the flesh has been completely changed. They seem to merge some characteristics of plants, and some characteristics of beasts. , Anyway, it no longer belongs to humans. Yan Guo can have such a means, only Zhuge Youyun. Humans and beasts are the same, the heart is absolutely fatal. But after they have combined some characteristics of plants, the heart has changed. It does n’t matter anymore, to be precise, they may not even have a heart. "

An Zheng shouted in front: "How to kill?"

An Zhengshang was forced to be in a hurry, if the ordinary practitioners in the Tianqi Sect had already been killed.

"Unlock your hand and kill."

The ground standing behind said coldly.

The bandages wrapped in the hands of the four people in front of them spread out loudly, and there is still a hand in it, which looks like black roots.

Four people shot at the same time, and countless thin black fibers stretched out on their five fingers, entangled densely towards An Zheng. An Zheng rose upward, and the right hand of Di San waved, and the scattered silk threads instantly formed a long black whip, and flung towards An Zheng's back. Anzheng pushed his hands backwards in the air, and a group of cultivation forces exploded, and his body burst forward like a shell.

The black long whip fell and hit the ground, the hard slate floor was smashed, and a black smoke stirred up.

An Zheng fisted continuously in mid-air, and dozens of fiery sun-like light beams blasted out, continuously hitting Di San's body. Those light masses seemed to be hot iron **** placed on the snow, not only melted into the body of the ground. Di San made a groaning wailing sound, almost tearing the night sky.

Di San's hands were lifted up, and those silk threads were wrapped around the light masses and pulled outwards. There were constantly black silk threads burned, and new and continuous silk threads threw up, and finally pulled a dozen light masses out of the way.

The legs of ground three seemed to be soft, and for the first time, the knee was able to bend. He knelt there and gasped like a big mouth, and obviously this unique strength of arguing for them was very harmful to them.

Just as Anzheng observed Ground Three, countless black silk threads were densely entangled, forming a black round net of at least a dozen meters in size, which surrounded Anzheng in the air. Then the layer of net began to encrypt quickly, and there was an invisible loom operating the same, which instantly became solid. A black sphere of more than ten meters was formed, and it fell heavily from the air.

Second, fourth, three or three people rushed over at the same time, and the silk in their hands turned into thousands of thin iron braces poking into the black ball. Each iron rod is at least ten meters long, and all are poked in.

Du Shou thin shouted, just before going forward and being pulled by Gu Qianye: "Fool, don't you see that Anzheng is testing how strong these guys are?"

Du Shou froze for a moment: "Ah?"

He just heard it, and saw An Zheng not knowing when to appear behind the three fallen grounds.

Around An Zheng's body, a light green light was disappearing.

Du Shoushen reacted this way, and An Zheng had two twin trees.

Anzheng held the Desolate Sword in his hand, and a purple sword with a length of more than one meter stretched out like a burning tail flame. He stood behind the ground three kneeling on the ground, and then cut off the head of the ground three with a sword.

Sorrowful sword, purple product artifact.

Even if these guys are physically strong, they can't stop the edge of the sad sword.

At this time, the second, the fourth, the fifth and the fifth talents in black found that the black ball was empty. They turned around violently, just to see the head of the ground fell to the ground. Including ground one who has been standing behind, four people snarled at the same time.

An Zheng took a step back and stared at the ground where the head fell.

After a second, there were countless black silk threads in the neck of the ground, and the dense snakes meandered down like a snake. At the same time, there were countless black silk threads sticking out of the skull, intertwined with the silk thread sticking out of the neck. Then the head was dragged back, and it came back to his neck with a pop.

Ann's face turned backwards, although it was not clear under the bandage that it was clear that the front side was the back side. The head twitched a few times around his neck and returned to the proper position.

Disan stood up and turned to "see" Anzheng.

Because the neck was severed before, part of the bandage wrapped around him was also broken. Those broken bandages hung down from the face and loosened little by little.

An Zheng was carefully guarded, and his aversion to these things had reached the extreme. These guys can't be killed at all, and the practitioners in the Xuya realm may not even have the ability to escape. If these five guys sneak into the Tianqi Sect while taking advantage of the darkness, I am afraid that the Tianqi Sect has already suffered heavy losses at this time.

The bandage was loosened, revealing a face that people would never forget at a glance.

So ugly, so horrible.

On the pitted face, black bubbles continued to swell up and retract. At the position of the eyes, there are only two slightly raised bulges. The mouth is gone, the nose is gone, the ears are gone, the whole face is just like the black mud pulled from the foul swamp, and it's disgusting.