Chapter 512 Magic One

After these ghosts died, the pure soul energy turned into a soul fire, like a starlight in the dark, slowly drifting away. When the rest of the ghosts saw the starlight, they immediately rushed up, and their green eyes were full of greed and ate them.

"Woo-woo"

In the abyss, there were ghosts. There were ghosts and wolves howling everywhere. At first, the sound was still very low. In the end, those sounds became louder and louder, turning into Polly swords, sweeping everything. Even the walls on both sides made waves of vibration, and some stones fell down.

The change of the vest has long given birth to a black energy mask, which resisted this sound. However, if it goes on like this, sooner or later, it will die. Under the endless attack of ghosts, no one can support it.

At this moment when he had become a golden elixir, a strong breath naturally emerged from his body. Those weak ghosts were not attacking, but there were still many powerful ghosts that rushed up one after another, and the cloth clothes were killed without any annoyance.

A gloomy thunder flew out, swept out a circle, and then was supplemented by the rest of the ghosts. An hour later, I don't know how many cloth clothes have been killed. In my eyes, except for ghosts or ghosts.

At this time, his face suddenly turned cold and he did not throw thunder. The two swords behind him sounded at the same time. The sword light suddenly rose. Ling Juefei Sword and Ling Zhifei Sword turned into a three-foot-long black sword light at the same time. At the same time, he rushed into the front of him, and the powerful sword light swept away, and all the ghosts on the straight line were divided into two halves. Unexpectedly No ghost can resist its edge.

The cloth cultivates the true thunder method of the five elements. After its own modification, the mind can accommodate the mana of all attributes. Although the mana of the yin attribute is not as good as its own mana, the sword light is still sharp, coupled with the sharpness of the two prefecture-level magic swords, and the haunted house in the refining period is not It is an enemy.

With these two sword lights, the pressure of the cloth clothes suddenly eased a lot. As soon as the sword light swept, it was a piece. Moreover, the imperial envoy's flying sword was relatively economical. As soon as the two sword lights were put on, all the ghosts that came to attack were immediately sealed.

The pressure suddenly became lighter.

The cloth was much more relaxed. He divided two ideas, entered the two sword lights, let him attack the enemy freely, and began to sit down.

After another hour, the level of ghosts flying out of the abyss has been quite high, and ghosts in the refining period are also very common, and it is not surprising that occasionally fly out a few ghosts from the Jindan period.

The ghosts in the refining period have initially been able to master their own desires. On this mountain wall, although there are delicious human monks, the two scenery are extremely sharp, scaring away many ghosts. As the level of ghosts flying up below becomes higher and higher, there are fewer ghosts attacking cloth clothes.

Bu Yi came here not to kill evil spirits, but to avoid the pursuit of the masters of the Huashen period and strayed into this place. After two hours, Bu Yi had almost returned to its heyday. Even the dark magic formula was cultivated to the seventh level, and he practiced a gloomy ghost. Standing in the night, it became more and more The horror is inexplicably. Although the two sword lights are up and down, although there is no means to practice swords into silk, many ghosts have been scared to stop with the sword light alone.

After recovering, Bu Yi suddenly stood up, stood on the edge of the cliff, and looked under the abyss. The purple light flashed in his eyes, and the world in front of him suddenly turned into another scene.

The whole world seems to be two in front of you. Except for black, it is gray. Under the endless abyss, the black is even more terrible. After reaching a certain level, the originally calm yin qi seems to have become very violent, full of destructive nature. Under the endless abyss, this black, like It has lost control and broken the space, and a strange force has escaped from these broken spaces, forming the world in front of us.

This is the real fragmentation of space, not simply breaking the positive space and entering the virtual space. This is the broken void. All the laws are invalid here. In the eyes of the cloth, the ubiquitous white space law is fragmented in the endless depths of the ground, forming a black crack of tens of thousands of miles. It's extremely amazing. I don't know where the crack leads to, and the power emitted is extremely powerful. From time to time, powerful ghosts come out and fight with the rest of the ghosts, which looks very scary.

The cloth's face turned white, and his eyes returned to black again. He was extremely shocked. "It turned out that it was true, and it really led to another space. However, I don't know what space it was. It's so amazing. However, I'm afraid the scale of this crack is only so wide, even if I'm struggling. A trace of space that needs at least more than Daluo Jinxian's strength and space is not broken so casually.

Bu Yi secretly calculated and understood the essence of this crack and almost immediately lost the mood of wanting to explore. This kind of natural imagination has been formed for hundreds of millions of years, and it is difficult to form some kind of change. This abyss is basically fixed, and the power of ghosts below is indeed not small, cloth Yi just glanced at it and roughly saw the existence of several ghosts in the divine period. Instead of coming up, they occupied one side of their respective territory and absorbed the breath of death. They looked very calm. Cloth clothes did not need to provoke this level of existence.

Thinking of this, he sat down again and began to meditate to restore his mana. Lei Dao Zitong consumed too much power. Although he only supported half an hour, he still consumed a full third of his mana.

At this time, a very fierce breath fell from the sky. This breath, fierce, brutal, haze, full of the power of death. Along the way, it was very ferocious. He didn't know what magic weapon he held in his hand. Just shook it, it emitted a strong black light sweeping everywhere. Those cultivations slightly Some low ghosts were swept by this light and were immediately involved. Along the way, I don't know how many ghosts were absorbed by this magic weapon. This person was rampant all the way. Obviously, his cultivation was extremely amazing. He didn't care about those ghosts. Occasionally, when he met a few ghosts of the Golden Dan period, he still shook the magic weapon in his hand and emitted a black light. Those ghosts of the Jindan period were obviously different, but they only resisted for a moment and were taken in.

The purpose of this breath is obviously not here. It seems to be deeper, all the way down without stopping.

When this breath came not far away, it suddenly let out a light sound, and then exclaimed, "The flying sword of the prefecture-level magic weapon, this is the one practicing here."

Although it is night now, it is no different from the day. At a glance, you can see the place where the cloth is. The breath on the two black sword lights is too fierce. Far a few miles away, you can feel the extremely sharp breath on it.

This figure flew over and did not take action directly. Instead, he observed it first, and then snorted coldly, "Well, it turned out that it was just the boy of the Jindan period. I thought it was the fellow who practiced here. It's really outrageous. When I came here, I didn't even have a decent magic weapon to collect ghosts. It's really terrible. It's a waste to kill so many evil spirits in vain. In this case, let me save these two flying swords.

Say this, he waved with one hand, and the magic weapon in his hand immediately emitted a black light, covering the cliff where the cloth was located.

At this time, the cloth sitting on the cliff suddenly opened his eyes, and the two sword light suddenly burst into a strong sword light to the extreme. The sword light swallowed out and suddenly shrank. Unexpectedly, it condensed into two extremely subtle sword threads and met. The black light and the sword suddenly met and immediately made a violent friction sound. The black The light was obviously invincible and only blocked it for a moment. The sword suddenly passed through the body, cut it into thousands of pieces, and then suddenly killed the man.

The man was immediately surprised and did not panic, but snorted coldly, emitted several black lights again, and greeted him. At the same time, he retreated and looked at the cloth coldly.

The two were silent, their eyes collided in the void, and a ripple suddenly flashed in the gloomy atmosphere around them. The terrible divine forces collided with each other, and the void shook.

The man was shocked, and at this time, the two sword lights in the cloth suddenly burst, intertwined, and suddenly drew a cross and cut at the man. The speed was extremely fast. The cross seemed to be composed of countless sword threads, which emitted extremely strong sharp power. Wherever it passed, the void was broken and imitated Buddha has no place. When those black lights met this cross swordsmanship, they immediately dispersed and could not even resist at all.

The man was shocked. He hurriedly retreated, shaking the magic weapon in his hand, emitting black light, and facing the cross. At this time, he could no longer care about pretending, and all the magic weapons appeared, and even a few sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were extremely frightened. This is a young man in his twenties, holding a long flag in his hand, which is gloomy. At a glance, he seems to see another world in his eyes, and he seems to be able to hear the howling of infinite ghosts in his ears, which is deterrifying.

"Who is this? Why is it so horrible? No wonder he dares to come here alone. This sword weapon, this sword light, even if he is a great master in the later stage of Yuanying, may not be an opponent. This boy stabbed his hand."

He shook the long flag repeatedly, stronger and stronger than once, shaking more than 30 times, which emptied the black sword light of the cloth, and the pressure in front of him suddenly decreased. Looking at it again, the two sword lights had disappeared.

At this time, an elegant voice emanated from below, "The dementor flag of the prefecture-level magic weapon, the late Jindan master, the young talent, you are the best of this generation of magic masters, Moyi." At the same time, a light flashed in front of him, and a figure rushed up at a very fast speed, suddenly stopped, and stood in the void. Indifference, silence, sharpness, this is the feeling of the devil at a glance.

Seeing this figure, the demon was a little afraid at a glance. He was afraid and wanted to retreat, but he couldn't pull down. His face was a little pale. The other party only had a sword, but he used all his strength. This strength gap was really too big. Thinking of this, he tried to lower his posture. He said, "I'm Moyi. I don't know who you are? I'm sorry for being a little offended just now.

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