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"Well! If you want to kill me, you are still young. " The sacrificial old man saw countless swords falling like raindrops, and his mouth gave a sneer.

Raise the scepter in hand, quickly form a semicircle with a diameter of three meters, ready to block Jianyu outside.

It has to be said that the defense of the sacrificial old man is very strong. Under the attack of nearly a thousand magic swords, the shield only slightly shakes and can't be broken for a moment.

The sacrificial old man saw that his shield blocked Ye Ling's sword rain, his mouth became more and more sneering, his eyes were black and foggy, and he stared at Ye Ling with scornful laughter.

Ye Ling, who is not far away from the sacrificial old man, can naturally feel his contempt and despise his attack.

Soon, the old man made one hand to resist the sword rain of Ye Ling, and raised the other hand to the direction of Ye Ling.

"Black burning bullet!"

A five meter black flame went straight to the leaves.

The blazing smell makes the black fire stick to the ground and bake all the way. Even Ye Ling, who is 100 meters away from the fireball, can feel the extraordinary fire. Without strong defense, it is likely to be burned to slag.

The temperature is not much worse than the sunshine! Looking at the fireball, Ye Ling can't help but scold the old man for his ruthlessness.

"Old man, you're too proud." Ye Ling snorted coldly.

"Gun of fate"

With Ye Ling's command, a black hole appeared beside Ye Ling, and a long golden gun slowly stretched out.

One of the nine treasures from Wang's treasure, the "gun of destiny" is extremely powerful. When it is thrown out, it will kill the target like a meteor.

Although it is a little worse than the so-called "splitting the world", the difference is also compared with the guailijian. In the fourth level, the gun of destiny is absolutely enough.

In fact, when the gun of fate appeared, the expression of the sacrificial old man had already changed. He did not expect that Ye Ling took out another amazing weapon. Although the breath was not as powerful as Xuanyuan sword, he did not dare to despise it. Because the sacrificial old man felt threatened by the magic sword and the gun of fate, which showed that both weapons could hurt him, He had to defend himself.

Ye Ling flicks the cigarette in her mouth to the black fire and says faintly:

"Go

Whew!!!

The gun of fate is shooting like a meteor towards the black fire.

Bang!!!

Two forces collided with each other, and a 50 meter diameter shock wave broke out, smashing the place.

After Ye Ling let the gun of fate attack, he did not idle, his eyes through the fire on the old man.

"Yuebu · spray!"

Ye Ling ejected into the air, and then locked the sacrificial old man at the bottom with a condescending attitude

"Sword

The magic sword flies towards Ye Ling very fast and falls steadily in Ye Ling's hand.

"Three thousand shavings in a flash."

After holding the magic sword, Ye Ling rowed towards the sacrificial old man like a gust of wind. At the same time, he summoned thousands of magic swords to withdraw their attacks. All of them gathered behind him and launched a general attack against the sacrificial old man.

From a distance, Ye Ling and thousands of other magic swords fall from the sky like meteors. It is obvious that the goal is to offer sacrifices to the old people.

"Boy, I underestimate you!" The sacrificial old man watched Ye Ling fall from the sky, and his eyes flashed a bit fierce. He could clearly feel Ye Ling's strong power, and the strong wind pressure made his robe blow. Without defense, this attack was enough to kill him. No wonder the sacrificial old man was angry.

"Six samsara!" There was no worry in offering sacrifices to the old man. He offered his own powerful magic weapon directly. A Dharma plate with six hells on it hovered on the top of the old man's head to protect him.

Ye Ling also saw that the Dharma dish was extraordinary, but he didn't return his bow. Since he had already shot, he had no room to stop. Here, Ye Ling instilled strength into the magic sword again, and the other thousand magic swords also gave out light, and the strength doubled again, like echoing Ye Ling's efforts to blast towards the Dharma dish offering sacrifices to the old man.

Boom! Boom!!!!!

Ye Ling's magic sword was inserted into the protective cover of the Dharma dish, and then thousands of magic swords fell down one after another, which scattered the Dharma dish like a ripple.

The next second, a mushroom cloud bigger than the atomic bomb soared into the sky, and the smoke and shock wave burst up to a height of 1000 meters. The whole space was shocked, and soon the smoke dispersed. The ground was no longer the original pyramids and other buildings, but an endless basin and depression, with an estimated depth of 500 meters.Five hundred meters underground, an old man with a shawl was fixing the man on his head with his bloody eyes. He saw the sword in the hand of the man in mid air sticking into a Dharma dish. Although the Dharma dish was slightly damaged, the sword still couldn't penetrate.

And at this time, the man in mid air was not easy to feel, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, which forced the blood in his body to roll.

These two people are not Ye Ling and the sacrificial old man, who are they? In the attack just now, both of them were injured to varying degrees, but people with clear eyes can see that the sacrificial old man was only slightly injured, while Ye Ling was different, obviously not lightly injured.

It's just that Ye Ling didn't mean to let go. It seems that he would break the old man's sacrificial plate before he was willing to do so. So he blasted the rest of his strength to the plate again, and the old man was not a vegetarian. Although he was slightly injured just now, it was obviously not enough for Ye Ling to kill him, so they stood still.

"Boy, how long can you last?" The sacrificial old man felt that the power of Ye Ling was slowly weakening, and stared at Ye Ling with a cruel smile.

"Old man, you care about me!" When ye Ling heard the words of offering sacrifices to the old man, she pressed down her surging Qi and blood again and scolded.

"Since you want to die, I'll help you." Hearing Ye Ling's words, the sacrificial old man couldn't help but say angrily that he dares to be tough when he is dying. Go to die!

So the sacrificial old man tried his best to instill strength into the Dharma plate, ready to rebound Ye Ling's attack.

After all his strength was used in the Dharma dish, Ye Ling was shocked out with a mouthful of blood on the spot, and the strength was retreating gradually. When the sacrificial old man saw this scene, he sneered repeatedly. When he thought Ye Ling would show a desperate expression, he didn't think about it. Ye Ling spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed.

you 're right! Laugh????

For the first time, the sacrificial old man could laugh when he saw the dying man. He felt something wrong. Did the boy have a back move?

Ye Ling touched the blood on the corner of her mouth and drew a trace of evil spirit

"You're done, old man!"

Hearing Ye Ling's words, the old man felt more and more uneasy. Sure enough, his guess was right,

"The gun of fate!"

As Ye Ling fell, a long golden gun came out of the smoke. It was like a heavenly soldier coming into the world, shining brightly