Chapter 221 Mixed Fairy

The first general under the throne of Heavenly King Wuhou was as fierce as a dragon. With a wave of a big gun, the distance of more than ten miles disappeared behind him in an instant.

Jinyang alone is better than more than 10,000 soldiers. When they charge, people turn their horses upside down, and countless people are killed and injured. Qin Ziyi was extremely excited behind him, and her eyes were full of blood.

"Regress!"

Qin Ziyi, who was excited, was more than 3,000 meters by Jin Yang before she could find out the situation. His hand was moving, but his face did not turn. He took a deep breath and stabbed forward at the moment of the god in his right hand.

click.

The big gun in the hands of the first general was broken into two sections. With a bang, Jin Yang's mouthful of blood spewed out. The two passed by by mistake, and Jin Yang could still see the man's smile in the afterglow, feeling the injury on his chest, and thought about it carefully, and his eyes were extremely solemn. This man's law was something he had never seen, which directly made him have an illusion.

"The people under the throne of King Wuhou are about to surpass the Yingwu Marquis by force?"

After retreating for a while, Jinyang deliberately kept a distance.

The soldiers around him did not rush up. There was the first general in the battle, and who else could escape his killing heart.

"Yingwuhou is just a guy who was raided and beheaded. How can he be tied with us and other generals!" The sound under the mask was strong, and Duan Cheng's two big guns were thrown away by him. Jin Yang stared at his behavior, and the guy who Yingwuhou didn't pay attention to was very capable.

"The general is just a dog, a weak dog." Jin Yang stared at the guy who breathed heavily, and his armor was like waves on his body. Wuhou, the king of heaven, is just a stronger dog. Jin Yang smiled contemptuously.

The so-called general, covered with all his armor, jumped muscles and trembled.

"It's just a dead person." Just now, he seemed to be the first general to be angry. Without more expression, he slowly raised his hands, practiced tens of thousands of years of mana, and faintly guarded the unique law of heaven by his side.

Jin Yang's face remained unchanged, and his heart was already stormy. Obviously, the body of a two-world immortal was like a black hole that could devour all substances. Jin Yang, who fixed his eyes and looked carefully, tightly squeezed the moment of the underworld, and there was a trace of sweat in the palm of his hand.

The weird law is very much like the law of hole mixing! - A black hole! This is the ability of the immortals of the six worlds!

"I feel that this is my strength." The first general pinched his fist, and the fists were about to deform in his hand, stripped by the attributes emanating from his body.

Jin Yang values his power attributes, but has not yet reached the level of second killing him.

"The initial hole, such a force dares to rush in front of me." Jin Yang, who sneered, is not talking big. The power of the immortals of the six worlds is not controlable by the immortals of the two worlds. The precedent of the deputy suzerain of the Emperor Demon Sect is in front of him!

"There's a lot of nonsense. You can talk about it after you die."

Jin Yang didn't wait for him to show off his hole, roaring, holding the moment of the god of hell like a humanoid tyrannosaurus rex jumping in the air, and the ancient sword was about to insert into his brain.

"Look for death!"

Jin Yang took the lead and immediately angered him and waved his big fist forward fiercely.

In an instant, the sound of tearing continued, blood splashed more, and no scenery could be seen in the dark. Jinyang, who was in the dark, clenched his teeth, and the moment of the ghost in his hand stirred hard. Suddenly, a trace of black was cut off, and Jinyang's heart in the dark burst out and thumped!

I thought he could eat Jinyang's first general, his eyes burst, and the yuanshen withered for three points. The black law around the body clicked from the middle, like a silk line of law paused for a moment.

With a plop, the sound of the blunt into the meat sounded.

Cough, cough, cough...

The muscles all over the body seemed to be suddenly twisted by 180 degrees and turned into a twist, and it could barely be seen as a human shape.

"Isn't it immortal?"

The strong armor can no longer bring him a trace of safety. In Jin Yang's eyes, his life is rapidly losing, and his black pupils are lax.

Cough, cough, Jinyang, who covered his mouth with his left hand, turned his head aside without looking at the first general who gradually darkened. His right hand slowly pulled out the moment of the underworld, as if he had been burned red, pinching his Jinyang's heart hot.

"I want this!"

Qin Ziyi, who didn't know when she came up, said in a low voice. She stood beside Jinyang and did not take action immediately, but asked for his opinion. Jinyang, who was seriously injured, did not have a complete place all over his body. The flowing golden blood felt a fatal threat for the first time. The power of the hole almost completely twisted him into residue.

Jin Yang, who covered his mouth, has a little uncomfortable blood rolling in his chest. He has tenacious vitality and golden blood that can be called a miracle. As long as he has time, ten days and a half months, he can fully recover, just like an innocent person.

"Tell me away!"

Jinyang, who was a little weak, didn't care about Qin Ziyi's words, and the position of the battle marks of the underworld in his hand was still flowing blood.

"Good!" Qin Ziyi was no longer impatient, or a big demon. Even if her whole body was full of corpse, the clarity in her eyes was still clear, with her hands folded and she ran away with Jin Yang in her arms.

For a while, the soldiers on the battlefield and the monks of the Yuhua Immortal Sect paid attention to her. The black corpse magic attached to the soaring figure can be felt that it is a monster from afar. Qin Ziyi is dark within 300 miles, and all kinds of visions and ups and downs.

Qin Ziyi, who became nervous, was absorbed. Her strong body, coupled with the corpse magic of the peak of the immortals in the world, disappeared without a trace on the battlefield for 30 seconds.

"How are you?"

Qin Ziyi, who galloped with Jinyang, did not pay attention to the rear. The sound of 300,000 soldiers killing was shocking, and the monks of Yuhua Xianzong were not vegetarian. However, the two did not see that this many people were attacking one person! - Dark armor.

"I can't die!"

Jin Yang, with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and the god of the god in his right hand suddenly raised it up, and the sound of Zizi sounded in his hand. Qin Ziyi's eyes, which hugged him, were filled with black air. When she heard Jin Yang's voice, her heart was relieved, and suddenly a trace of danger flashed in her dark pupils.

A trace of fragrance kept coming from Jinyang's hand when he held the god of hell, and his strong body melted.

"Hmm?"

He turned his head and looked at Qin Ziyi, and it was clear in his heart that the crazy corpse spirit finally could not be suppressed and broke out again. However, this time, Jin Yang did not move, glanced at the moment of the underworld in his hand.

Feeling the boiling blood in his body, Jin Yang finally made sure that the moment of the underworld was connected with him, and there was a trace of feeling.

"It seems that it can raise my will to fight!" Jinyang, who was a little surprised, studied it carefully.

"Roar..."

Qin Ziyi, who had not moved, roared in pain. The next moment, her crazy long hair flew in the air like a demon.

"Hmm!" Jin Yang, who was studying the moment of the underworld's feeling with himself, shouted angrily and leaned out with his big hand. Qin Ziyi, who had not had time to move, pressed him in the air and was imprisoned by Jin Yang. Looking at the moment of the underworld, he muttered to himself, "It's still not suppressed. The nine turns of life and death is great, and the law can't be used yet!"

He casually threw Qin Ziyi into the holy light world and finally took a look at the moment of the underworld.

Jinyang, standing alone in the air, his twisted body clicked, and a muffled sound returned to normal.

"Catch one, one."

Only Jinyang himself can hear the small voice. Before he falls, his figure has disappeared into the air.

Jinyang, who rushed back this time, did not come in the mood of watching the play or killing. This time, it was specially for the purpose of capture. A fairy's magic power on his body can support a lot of time. After having sufficient magic power, Jinyang can crush the three worlds and four worlds. Of course, the holy light The level of the big world can keep up.

Qin Ziyi originally flew far. At the speed of Jinyang, she didn't have a quarter of an hour. She lay on the edge of the battlefield again, stared at her heart, and did not act rashly.

A quarter of an hour, plus the time of stay, the time when Qin Ziyi fled, the scene in front of Jin Yang changed greatly, a big black hole, no matter what was absorbed, material, spiritual power, mana and so on, even the law of heaven was taken away.

Jinyang stared at the scene in the center of the battlefield with a terrible face. This dark armored man, not a fairy of the five worlds, was actually a fairy of the six worlds.

The hole mixed out and killed everyone unprepared. Almost all the masters gathered in the center. Suddenly, 70% or 80% of the combat effectiveness of the two sides suddenly disappeared into his hands. Jinyang, a hundred miles away, frowned. I don't know why this person didn't kill directly. The vast 300,000 people, coupled with the monks of the Yuhua Immortal Sect, only killed a thousand people. It was difficult for these people not to die.

Jin Yang's thoughtful heart suddenly chilled, and a cold look fell on him. The moment of the underworld in his hand was hot, a shiver, and Jinyang, who was sweating suddenly shocked, and the hole in the distance disappeared.

In the silent battlefield, there is no living person, only Jinyang lurking a hundred miles away, sweating coldly, thinking and getting a glance, it is rare to understand. Why is such trouble?

Jinyang, who was covered in a cold sweat, moved his body. In the position where the hole stayed, the material disappeared cleanly. 300,000 troops, except for the death, were destroyed by him. The elders of the Feathed Immortals of the Four Worlds were afraid that they would die without even scum.

Slowly raised the moment of the god of the underworld, Jin Yang's eyes fell on it. The ancient sword on three feet has been said to have been passed down for 3,000 years. The veritable sacred weapon, even if the god is lost, is still invincible, and no life can resist its assassination.

"Is it because of it?"

Jin Yang, who muttered to himself, looked at the disappearing battlefield and held the moment of the underworld in his hand!