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Boom!
A loud noise came out, Yunyi's dark dragon hand broke in response to the sound, and Xi Yong's dark giant palm shook for a moment, but it couldn't be maintained and completely collapsed.
"How could it be? How could you draw with my ghost palm?"
Xi Yong is unbelievable. You know, after he got the magic, he spent a lot of time to improve his powerful combat skills.
It has even derived a ray of netherworld power, which is by no means comparable to ordinary combat skills.
Although it is not magic, but under the increase of powerful immortal power, it is by no means that the spirit immortal can resist.
Although he still had a certain advantage in this blow, the advantage was not obvious, which made him a little difficult to accept.
"Is this the only strength of the earth immortals?"
Yunyi doesn't think so. It's the dark dragon hand. It's the inheritance war skill he got by integrating the soul of the black dragon.
It's the dragon soul of a real dragon. The dark dragon hand inherited from it is not as good as the innate combat skills of jiusha King seal, but it is by no means comparable to ordinary combat skills.
Even compared with the real magic, it is no worse.
The reason why Xi yonglue will gain an advantage this time is mainly due to the gap in cultivation.
After all, Yunyi has only seven levels of spirit and immortality. If he hadn't created the follow-up cultivation formula of congenital Taoist classics, he couldn't be the enemy of Xi Yong.
As for now, the winner is still unknown.
"Since you want to die, I'll help you, ghost breaking soul knife!"
Xi Yong was so angry that he just broke his netherworld palm. It was a great humiliation for him to dare to ignore himself like this.
So the heart moved, and the scattered dark forces immediately condensed into a dark sword, crossed a black arc in the air and killed the clouds.
Ghost soul breaking sabre, as its name suggests, is a kind of magic against immortal soul. It can ignore the body's defense and directly damage immortal soul.
Once hit, the ghost power in the ghost breaking soul knife can divide the other party's immortal soul into two and directly deprive the enemy of control over a part of the body, even life.
It can be said that he spent a lot of money to get the magic, which Yunyi can't resist.
"The power of the nether world?"
Yun Yi frowned. It was the first time he had seen this power in others.
It's not surprising that the ghost wolf can produce the power of the nether world in its body. After all, it has the blood of the hell three headed dog, and the hell three headed dog itself is a nether creature. It's normal to be able to give birth to the power of the nether world.
But people are different. Without special means, it is impossible for living people to touch the power of the nether world.
In other words, I am not the first person who can communicate with the nether world. Of course, I will not be the last.
"Yes, it's the power of the nether world. Haven't you seen it?"
Xi Yong is very proud. You know, the ghost breaking soul Sabre is a very difficult fairy skill to cultivate. Many people in the Xiaoyao immortal sect have tried to cultivate it, but they all ended in failure.
After all, this ghost breaking soul knife needs to refine a ray of ghost power.
This is not the power of the fairy world. He also had a certain understanding of the power of the nether world in the process of reincarnation and reconstruction of the lower world for many times.
But it was only when I came into contact with the ghost breaking soul knife that I realized it completely.
Only in this way can he master the magic so easily, which has become his proud capital. When he sees anyone, he can't help showing off.
"I've never seen such a weak nether power."
Yunyi's light tunnel. He really didn't pay attention to the power of the nether world.
Even before Hei Er became a hell trooper, the power of the nether world was much stronger than him.
"Smelly boy, you dare to underestimate me."
Xi Yong's eyes were about to crack. He said angrily, "I wanted to kill you directly. Now I've changed my mind. I'll waste all your limbs and let you know what life is better than death. Look at the move."
In his opinion, after he used the ghost breaking soul knife, Yunyi has become a fish on the chopping board. He can't live or die by himself.
But this guy's words didn't pay attention to the ghost soul breaking sword he was proud of. It was like beating him in the face.
How could he endure such humiliation.
When the voice fell, he came to the side of the ghost soul breaking knife with a flash of his body shape, grabbed it and strode out. His body shape instantly came to Yunyi's face, and the black blade in his hand also fell on Yunyi's shoulder.
"Void seal!"
Yun Yi's face remained unchanged, and empty marks appeared around him. Then, his body changed and disappeared in place. When he appeared again, he had come a hundred feet away.
Buzz!
Then, the space trembled, and a dark force appeared from the palm of Yunyi's hand. In an instant, it condensed into a dark sickle.
This is the death sickle used by the dark god of death. It was directly brought by Yunyi“ The power of the nether world! " Xi Yong widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "how is it possible, how can you condense such a strong dark power." He found that the death sickle in Yunyi's hand was completely condensed by the power of the nether world. Compared with his nether soul breaking sword, it was simply the difference between heaven and earth, and there was no comparability at all. No wonder Yunyi said that before. However, he has a deep understanding of the difficulty of condensing the power of the nether world. In order to condense this thread, he spent hundreds of years and succeeded only after he got the nether soul breaking knife. Yunyi is no more than a seven fold immortal. How can he do this“ Don't you want to waste my limbs? I happen to have the same idea. Let's see who can do it. " Yun Yi snorted coldly. His body shape flashed, and he came to Xi Yong. The sickle of the God of death in his hand crashed down, directly turned into a residual shadow and cut off his right arm“ Not good! " Xi Yong was shocked and almost instinctively raised the ghost breaking soul knife in his hand to stop it. But unfortunately, how can his ghost breaking soul knife be compared with the sickle of death? It's like a man fighting with a wooden knife and a treasure knife. It's completely incomparable. Just one face to face, the ghost soul breaking knife was broken like paper paste. But Yunyi would not let him go. The power in his hand suddenly doubled, making the speed of death sickle soar, which directly turned into a residual shadow and crossed Xi Yong's right arm. Ah! With Xi Yong's scream of killing a pig, a wisp of immortal soul fell from his arm. Xi Yong tried to bear the pain. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he would take back the wisp of immortal soul. He knew what it meant to lose the wisp of immortal soul. But unfortunately, the sickle of the God of death had come to the side of the fairy soul first, and a group of dark power released and wrapped it. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
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Boom!
A loud noise came out, Yunyi's dark dragon hand broke in response to the sound, and Xi Yong's dark giant palm shook for a moment, but it couldn't be maintained and completely collapsed.
"How could it be? How could you draw with my ghost palm?"
Xi Yong is unbelievable. You know, after he got the magic, he spent a lot of time to improve his powerful combat skills.
It has even derived a ray of netherworld power, which is by no means comparable to ordinary combat skills.
Although it is not magic, but under the increase of powerful immortal power, it is by no means that the spirit immortal can resist.
Although he still had a certain advantage in this blow, the advantage was not obvious, which made him a little difficult to accept.
"Is this the only strength of the earth immortals?"
Yunyi doesn't think so. It's the dark dragon hand. It's the inheritance war skill he got by integrating the soul of the black dragon.
It's the dragon soul of a real dragon. The dark dragon hand inherited from it is not as good as the innate combat skills of jiusha King seal, but it is by no means comparable to ordinary combat skills.
Even compared with the real magic, it is no worse.
The reason why Xi yonglue will gain an advantage this time is mainly due to the gap in cultivation.
After all, Yunyi has only seven levels of spirit and immortality. If he hadn't created the follow-up cultivation formula of congenital Taoist classics, he couldn't be the enemy of Xi Yong.
As for now, the winner is still unknown.
"Since you want to die, I'll help you, ghost breaking soul knife!"
Xi Yong was so angry that he just broke his netherworld palm. It was a great humiliation for him to dare to ignore himself like this.
So the heart moved, and the scattered dark forces immediately condensed into a dark sword, crossed a black arc in the air and killed the clouds.
Ghost soul breaking sabre, as its name suggests, is a kind of magic against immortal soul. It can ignore the body's defense and directly damage immortal soul.
Once hit, the ghost power in the ghost breaking soul knife can divide the other party's immortal soul into two and directly deprive the enemy of control over a part of the body, even life.
It can be said that he spent a lot of money to get the magic, which Yunyi can't resist.
"The power of the nether world?"
Yun Yi frowned. It was the first time he had seen this power in others.
It's not surprising that the ghost wolf can produce the power of the nether world in its body. After all, it has the blood of the hell three headed dog, and the hell three headed dog itself is a nether creature. It's normal to be able to give birth to the power of the nether world.
But people are different. Without special means, it is impossible for living people to touch the power of the nether world.
In other words, I am not the first person who can communicate with the nether world. Of course, I will not be the last.
"Yes, it's the power of the nether world. Haven't you seen it?"
Xi Yong is very proud. You know, the ghost breaking soul Sabre is a very difficult fairy skill to cultivate. Many people in the Xiaoyao immortal sect have tried to cultivate it, but they all ended in failure.
After all, this ghost breaking soul knife needs to refine a ray of ghost power.
This is not the power of the fairy world. He also had a certain understanding of the power of the nether world in the process of reincarnation and reconstruction of the lower world for many times.
But it was only when I came into contact with the ghost breaking soul knife that I realized it completely.
Only in this way can he master the magic so easily, which has become his proud capital. When he sees anyone, he can't help showing off.
"I've never seen such a weak nether power."
Yunyi's light tunnel. He really didn't pay attention to the power of the nether world.
Even before Hei Er became a hell trooper, the power of the nether world was much stronger than him.
"Smelly boy, you dare to underestimate me."
Xi Yong's eyes were about to crack. He said angrily, "I wanted to kill you directly. Now I've changed my mind. I'll waste all your limbs and let you know what life is better than death. Look at the move."
In his opinion, after he used the ghost breaking soul knife, Yunyi has become a fish on the chopping board. He can't live or die by himself.
But this guy's words didn't pay attention to the ghost soul breaking sword he was proud of. It was like beating him in the face.
How could he endure such humiliation.
When the voice fell, he came to the side of the ghost soul breaking knife with a flash of his body shape, grabbed it and strode out. His body shape instantly came to Yunyi's face, and the black blade in his hand also fell on Yunyi's shoulder.
"Void seal!"
Yun Yi's face remained unchanged, and empty marks appeared around him. Then, his body changed and disappeared in place. When he appeared again, he had come a hundred feet away.
Buzz!
Then, the space trembled, and a dark force appeared from the palm of Yunyi's hand. In an instant, it condensed into a dark sickle.
This is the death sickle used by the dark god of death. It was directly brought by Yunyi“ The power of the nether world! " Xi Yong widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "how is it possible, how can you condense such a strong dark power." He found that the death sickle in Yunyi's hand was completely condensed by the power of the nether world. Compared with his nether soul breaking sword, it was simply the difference between heaven and earth, and there was no comparability at all. No wonder Yunyi said that before. However, he has a deep understanding of the difficulty of condensing the power of the nether world. In order to condense this thread, he spent hundreds of years and succeeded only after he got the nether soul breaking knife. Yunyi is no more than a seven fold immortal. How can he do this“ Don't you want to waste my limbs? I happen to have the same idea. Let's see who can do it. " Yun Yi snorted coldly. His body shape flashed, and he came to Xi Yong. The sickle of the God of death in his hand crashed down, directly turned into a residual shadow and cut off his right arm“ Not good! " Xi Yong was shocked and almost instinctively raised the ghost breaking soul knife in his hand to stop it. But unfortunately, how can his ghost breaking soul knife be compared with the sickle of death? It's like a man fighting with a wooden knife and a treasure knife. It's completely incomparable. Just one face to face, the ghost soul breaking knife was broken like paper paste. But Yunyi would not let him go. The power in his hand suddenly doubled, making the speed of death sickle soar, which directly turned into a residual shadow and crossed Xi Yong's right arm. Ah! With Xi Yong's scream of killing a pig, a wisp of immortal soul fell from his arm. Xi Yong tried to bear the pain. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he would take back the wisp of immortal soul. He knew what it meant to lose the wisp of immortal soul. But unfortunately, the sickle of the God of death had come to the side of the fairy soul first, and a group of dark power released and wrapped it. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
Boom!A loud noise came out, Yunyi's dark dragon hand broke in response to the sound, and Xi Yong's dark giant palm shook for a moment, but it couldn't be maintained and completely collapsed."How could it be? How could you draw with my ghost palm?"Xi Yong is unbelievable. You know, after he got the magic, he spent a lot of time to improve his powerful combat skills.It has even derived a ray of netherworld power, which is by no means comparable to ordinary combat skills.Although it is not magic, but under the increase of powerful immortal power, it is by no means that the spirit immortal can resist.Although he still had a certain advantage in this blow, the advantage was not obvious, which made him a little difficult to accept."Is this the only strength of the earth immortals?"Yunyi doesn't think so. It's the dark dragon hand. It's the inheritance war skill he got by integrating the soul of the black dragon.It's the dragon soul of a real dragon. The dark dragon hand inherited from it is not as good as the innate combat skills of jiusha King seal, but it is by no means comparable to ordinary combat skills.Even compared with the real magic, it is no worse.The reason why Xi yonglue will gain an advantage this time is mainly due to the gap in cultivation.After all, Yunyi has only seven levels of spirit and immortality. If he hadn't created the follow-up cultivation formula of congenital Taoist classics, he couldn't be the enemy of Xi Yong.As for now, the winner is still unknown."Since you want to die, I'll help you, ghost breaking soul knife!"Xi Yong was so angry that he just broke his netherworld palm. It was a great humiliation for him to dare to ignore himself like this.So the heart moved, and the scattered dark forces immediately condensed into a dark sword, crossed a black arc in the air and killed the clouds.Ghost soul breaking sabre, as its name suggests, is a kind of magic against immortal soul. It can ignore the body's defense and directly damage immortal soul.Once hit, the ghost power in the ghost breaking soul knife can divide the other party's immortal soul into two and directly deprive the enemy of control over a part of the body, even life.It can be said that he spent a lot of money to get the magic, which Yunyi can't resist."The power of the nether world?"Yun Yi frowned. It was the first time he had seen this power in others.It's not surprising that the ghost wolf can produce the power of the nether world in its body. After all, it has the blood of the hell three headed dog, and the hell three headed dog itself is a nether creature. It's normal to be able to give birth to the power of the nether world.But people are different. Without special means, it is impossible for living people to touch the power of the nether world.In other words, I am not the first person who can communicate with the nether world. Of course, I will not be the last."Yes, it's the power of the nether world. Haven't you seen it?"Xi Yong is very proud. You know, the ghost breaking soul Sabre is a very difficult fairy skill to cultivate. Many people in the Xiaoyao immortal sect have tried to cultivate it, but they all ended in failure.After all, this ghost breaking soul knife needs to refine a ray of ghost power.This is not the power of the fairy world. He also had a certain understanding of the power of the nether world in the process of reincarnation and reconstruction of the lower world for many times.But it was only when I came into contact with the ghost breaking soul knife that I realized it completely.Only in this way can he master the magic so easily, which has become his proud capital. When he sees anyone, he can't help showing off."I've never seen such a weak nether power."Yunyi's light tunnel. He really didn't pay attention to the power of the nether world.Even before Hei Er became a hell trooper, the power of the nether world was much stronger than him."Smelly boy, you dare to underestimate me."Xi Yong's eyes were about to crack. He said angrily, "I wanted to kill you directly. Now I've changed my mind. I'll waste all your limbs and let you know what life is better than death. Look at the move."In his opinion, after he used the ghost breaking soul knife, Yunyi has become a fish on the chopping board. He can't live or die by himself.But this guy's words didn't pay attention to the ghost soul breaking sword he was proud of. It was like beating him in the face.How could he endure such humiliation.When the voice fell, he came to the side of the ghost soul breaking knife with a flash of his body shape, grabbed it and strode out. His body shape instantly came to Yunyi's face, and the black blade in his hand also fell on Yunyi's shoulder."Void seal!"Yun Yi's face remained unchanged, and empty marks appeared around him. Then, his body changed and disappeared in place. When he appeared again, he had come a hundred feet away.Buzz!Then, the space trembled, and a dark force appeared from the palm of Yunyi's hand. In an instant, it condensed into a dark sickle.This is the death sickle used by the dark god of death. It was directly brought by Yunyi The power of the nether world! " Xi Yong widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "how is it possible, how can you condense such a strong dark power." He found that the death sickle in Yunyi's hand was completely condensed by the power of the nether world. Compared with his nether soul breaking sword, it was simply the difference between heaven and earth, and there was no comparability at all. No wonder Yunyi said that before. However, he has a deep understanding of the difficulty of condensing the power of the nether world. In order to condense this thread, he spent hundreds of years and succeeded only after he got the nether soul breaking knife. Yunyi is no more than a seven fold immortal. How can he do this Don't you want to waste my limbs? I happen to have the same idea. Let's see who can do it. " Yun Yi snorted coldly. His body shape flashed, and he came to Xi Yong. The sickle of the God of death in his hand crashed down, directly turned into a residual shadow and cut off his right arm Not good! " Xi Yong was shocked and almost instinctively raised the ghost breaking soul knife in his hand to stop it. But unfortunately, how can his ghost breaking soul knife be compared with the sickle of death? It's like a man fighting with a wooden knife and a treasure knife. It's completely incomparable. Just one face to face, the ghost soul breaking knife was broken like paper paste. But Yunyi would not let him go. The power in his hand suddenly doubled, making the speed of death sickle soar, which directly turned into a residual shadow and crossed Xi Yong's right arm. Ah! With Xi Yong's scream of killing a pig, a wisp of immortal soul fell from his arm. Xi Yong tried to bear the pain. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he would take back the wisp of immortal soul. He knew what it meant to lose the wisp of immortal soul. But unfortunately, the sickle of the God of death had come to the side of the fairy soul first, and a group of dark power released and wrapped it. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
