Chapter 134 Two Martyrs

"Oh, it's a martyr!" Jia Chen had not reacted, but Xi'er suddenly exclaimed.

"Martyrdom? What is that?" Jia Chen stared at the bat-like strange man above the night sky and read.

"It's a person who sacrifices Taoism!" At this time, Yu Wenruo exclaimed, and his spiritual power suddenly soared and he was ready to fight.

"Sacrifice to the Taoist sect!" Bai Wuqing looked at the person who was called a martyr by Xi'er, as if he were looking at a treasure. "I couldn't eradicate your sacrifices sect ten thousand years ago, but I didn't expect you to appear again today and dare to do evil at the feet of my Wuji sect. Today, I will do the Taoist sect for heaven and destroy you."

"Fool ×!" After listening to Bai Wuqing'er's words, Xi'er couldn't help but swear, which couldn't help but surprise Jia Chen. No matter how dangerous the situation she has experienced for so long, Xi'er has never been so angry.

"Ji Jie, nameless child, it seems that my sacrifice to the Taoist sect has not appeared in the world for too long. Now is this stinky boy who doesn't pay attention to my sacrifice to the Taoist sect like this?" Another strange sound fluttered, followed by a slight sound of hula, and a man dressed like a bat appeared on the other side of the sky.

"It must be that the old people of Wujizong knew that we were hungry and came to bring us food. I said, two old ghosts, why don't you hurry up and collect them all!" The martyr who appeared first looked at the ruthless people and smiled gloomly.

"Two martyrs!" Xi'er couldn't help taking a deep breath, "Ka Chen, once there is a chance, just run and don't care about anything. Don't care about anyone. If that stupid white wants to make contributions, let him take others to die." Xi'er said to Jia Chen.

"Ye." Although Jiachen didn't know what kind of person the so-called martyr was, seeing Xi'er so nervous must be that these three martyrs must be in great danger.

"Death!" Suddenly, Bai Wuqing burst into a burst of bright light, and Bai Wuqing, who stood in place, suddenly rose into the sky. With the light bursting, a huge flying sword flew from the sky and cut off one of the black robes with whistling cracks.

With Bai's ruthless action, Xiliang Yu Wenruo also soared into the air at the same time, and the equally moving magnificent spiritual power filled the world, followed by two landslides and crack-like attacks on the man.

"Ji Jie, these three little ghosts will be handed over to me. Second, you go and collect those little ghosts on the ground." The besieged black robe martyr faced the sudden attack of Bai Wuqing and other three people without any panic. As the man's words fell, the black robe martyr flashed and flew up and down in a black robe. Suddenly, there was a dark atmosphere like covering the sky and the sun, which actually covered the light of the empty moon, and the attack of the white and ruthless three people It's like a mud cow entering the sea, immersed in the black gas and there is no news.

"Ji Jie, three little ghosts, today you can break my magic clothes, even if you have the ability." Seeing that the attack of the three ruthless people were absorbed by the martyrs of the black robe, the martyrs in the black robe suddenly raised their momentum, and the dark air turned into a huge black hand comparable to the sky and covered the three people.

When Bai Wuqing saw that the black-robed martyr could devour his attack, he knew that the sky-covering vestment in the population was not a weak defense weapon. Just in the blink of an eye, the three knew that the black-robed martyr was not low and could not be despised.

At this moment, facing the huge palm covering the sky, Bai Wuqing looked solemn at this moment, and the wrench on his right thumb burst into a shocking light. He saw a pillar of white light running through the world, shining the dark night as white as day and crushing over the huge black palm.

At this moment, Yu Wenruo's robe floated, and a long sword wrapped in silk and electric light appeared in his hand. Hearing Yu Wenruo's cry, the electric light on the sword turned into a pillar-like thunder disaster and appeared on the head of the black robe martyr in a terrible manner.

And Xiliang was also unwilling to show weakness at this moment. A huge long gun with a bright red light was held in Xiliang. When the huge palm of the sky was attacked, Xiliang suddenly poured spiritual power into the long gun. Suddenly, Jia Chen only felt that there was a dragon roaring in his ear, and the crystal red spear turned into a The sea dragon roared and swallowed away to the giant palm.

As soon as the three true disciples took action, they shocked the inner disciples in the field. They saw the pale night when they were taken care of and felt the spiritual power that day. The amazing attacks that were enough to destroy the earth, the mountains and rocks were stunned.

However, this is not a good time to watch. I only heard the strange smile of the other black-robed martyr. Suddenly, the same black gas covered the top of Jiachen and the others. In the dense black fog, there were constantly black air condensed big or small strange-shaped flying swords, and the sound of snabling seemed to pierce the eardrums. Generally, the dense flying sword in the black fog cut towards Jia Chen and the others.

In the face of the black flying sword without any light, Jia Chen did not dare to take it lightly. The seemingly inconspicuous flying sword actually contains the power that makes Jia Chen's heart palpitate. Although Jia Chen has a demon body beyond ordinary people, but Jia Chen's inner intuition tells Jia Chen that this too powerful flying sword is by no means What the demon body can compete with at this stage.

At this moment, Ouyang Tuo took the lead in launching a counterattack. Ouyang Tuo's eyes burst out two lights. Suddenly, a hot and powerful breath came to his face. Everyone turned their heads and looked at it. I don't know when the split sun bow Ouyang Tuo got in the fission battlefield had appeared in the hands of Ouyang Tuo, which was the size of Ouyang Tuo. The split sun bow emitted a bright streamer under the dark night, and the powerful momentum couldn't help but stagnate, and even the dark fog in the sky seemed to stagnate.

"It seems that Ouyang Tuo has not yet integrated the split sun bow and the abandoned sky arrow." Feeling that the cracked sun bow is still only the quality of the top quality, Jia Chen felt a little relieved.

And other true disciples were not willing to show weakness at this moment. They sacrificed their magic weapons one after another and began to fight against the dark fog with Ouyang Tuo, and from time to time launched a thunderbolt on the black-robed martyr.

Jiachen was not idle at this moment. His domineering fist smashed the flying sword that flew to him again and again. In Jiachen, only Jiachen did not have a combat magic weapon, but Jiachen's hard fists were Jia Chen's greatest magic weapon.

At this moment, a comprehensive battle finally broke out. The sky was the battle between the three true disciples and the martyr general, the most thrilling. When the attack of the three ruthless people collided with the giant palm covering the sky, they did not imagine the collapse of the mountain, but nothing Silently, the huge palm was melted little by little, and the attack of the three white and ruthless people was also swallowed up little by little, so that in the end, when the giant palm covering the sky disappeared, the attack of the three people was also consumed. In the end, the black-robed martyr only retreated by more than ten meters and attacked the three people. Completely unloaded.

"This man's spiritual power is actually corrosive!" Bai Wuqing was shocked. Not only Bai Wuqing, but also Yu Wenruo and Xi Liang's faces also had a surprised expression at this moment. The three true disciples with more than four realms of strength joined hands and failed to cause an imaginary blow to the black-robed martyr, which surprised the three of the three people.

On the ground, Ouyang Tuo and others also found this corrosion characteristics. Their attacks are often corroded by the black fog and then reach the black robe martyr. In this way, their strength will be greatly reduced and invisibly suppressed. Originally, under the siege of the eight people led by Ouyang Tuo, They should be in an absolute advantage, but now they are just equal. Jiachen has not turned the advantage of the number of people into a combat advantage at all.

At this moment, the only surprising thing is Jiachen. Jiachen's attack does not seem to be affected by the corrosion characteristics at all. The dark fog in front of Jiachen's attack is like an ordinary cloud. It is easily penetrated by Jiachen's huge fist and directly hit the martyr in the black robe, although Jiachen is just a virtual elixir. Later strength, but the real combat power of Gachen is absolutely not weaker than the disciples of these divine silk realms. With the support of the strong demon body and spiritual power, at this moment, Jiachen is like a huge mobile battery, which has an unexpected effect on the black-robed martyrs.

"Xi'er, why didn't I receive the influence of the corrosion force?" At this moment, Jia Chen is also very puzzled.

"Because you are the bloodline of the heavenly demon, the bloodline of the heavenly demon is the most evil bloodline. Corrosion is an evil characteristic of the sacrificial sect. They have a great advantage because of this corrosion, but in front of the heavenly demon bloodline, the corroding characteristic of the sacrificial sect will lose its effectiveness, which is called suppression, the suppression of the bloodline. ." Xi'er explained for Jia Chen.

"Eh? Where did this kid come from, such a strange physique? At this moment, the black-robed martyr also found Jia Chen's strangeness. He seemed to feel something. The head wrapped in the black hood turned to Jia Chen's side and looked at Jia Chen doubtfully.

For a moment, Jiachen became the central figure on the ground battlefield. The martyr also felt the strangeness of Jiachen, so he transferred the center of his attack from Ouyang Tuo to Jiachen. Suddenly, the pressure on Jiachen suddenly became greater. If it hadn't been supported by a strong spiritual power, it might be a small cultivation in the ordinary Xudan period. Shi Ben had already died under the hands of this martyr.

"Eh? How can a little monk in the later period of Xudan have such strong spiritual power? Feeling the real strength of Jia Chen, the doubts in the martyr's heart were even greater. According to common sense, a little monk in the later period of Xudan definitely died under the martyr's hand a long time ago, but now Jia Chen can resist the counterattack without panic under the attack of the martyr. Suddenly, Jia Chen's strangeness attracted the attention of the martyr. .

What angered Jia Chen most at this moment was that when he saw that the martyr focused on Jia Chen, Ouyang Tuo actually weakened his attack intentionally or unintentionally, and at the sign of Ouyang Tuo, several other internal disciples of the main peak also followed suit. Suddenly, Jia Chen The pressure on the side has soared, and if he doesn't pay attention, Jia Chen may die under the fierce attack of the martyr.

Jia Chen, whose pressure suddenly increased, was unspeakably miserable, and the spiritual power running crazily did not dare to stop at all, but the power gap was too big. The attack of the martyr was very strange. At this time, there was no room for Jia Chen to fight back, and he could only blindly resist bitterly.

When several other main peaks saw that Jia Chen could resist the power attack of this martyr for so long, they couldn't help but look unbelievable, and only Ouyang Tuo showed a disdainful smile on the corners of his mouth, "Well, how long can I see how long can you last?"