Chapter 31 Between twists and turns

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The black beads are naturally Xuanyan soul beads. In the face of a finger sword spirit shot out of Yun Zangkong again, Zhang Yan resolutely decided to sacrifice Xuanyan soul beads.

There are four uses of Xuanyan soul beads mastered by Zhang Yan at this time: pregnancy and raising demon yuan, Xuanyan protecting the body, and burning the sky. The last effect is called melting forging. Among them, burning the sky is the only attack method of Xuanyan soul beads. As soon as this move comes out, the magic fire will turn into a fire dragon and roaring out, locking it in Zhang Yan's mind. Next, free attack, its scorching melting power, abnormal horror.

At this time, Zhang Yan poured into the Xuanyan soul beads with his remaining demons. Although there was no movement, his horrible and suppressed breath had permeated the whole area.

Everyone's color changes, and they are uncertain, that is, the clouds are hidden in the sky, and their faces are already extremely ugly.

Explosion!

With a cold shout, Zhang Yan pointed to the mysterious flame beads in his right hand, and a black fire dragon burst out, ferocious and arrogant. The strong black flame rolled and burned the momentum of the world and changed the world.

At this time, the sword spirit of Yunzangkong came quietly, but in the face of the black flame dragon, which was 100 times larger, it only had time to let out a sad cry and was swallowed up by the black dragon. Swallowing the sword spirit, the black dragon seemed to be dissatisfied. He shook his head, held his domineering and uncast breath, and roared towards the clouds floating in the sky.

The strong wind is raging, and the black flames are burning the sky!

Zhang Yan bet all his mind on the black dragon and did not dare to be careless. He turned a deaf ear to the bursts of exclamations under the loss of the outside world, and manipulated the black dragon composed of demon flames and fire in an extremely accurate and brazen posture. He has been desperate, completely squeezed out the last trace of magic yuan in his body, and dealt with a wisp of Yuanying's sword cultivation. Shouldn't it be... okay?

"This bead seems to be a Xuanbao-level treasure. How can this be! In this sword world, is there any other magic weapon besides sword weapons... However, at this time, you don't have to think so much about it. Just take this bead and study it carefully by yourself... Humph, such a baby is used by a garbage, which really spoils a lot of things..."

Yunzangkong's eyes narrowed slightly, and many thoughts had just crossed his heart. The fire dragon composed of rolling demon fire had approached him and felt the extreme breath of the domineering released by the black dragon. Yunzangkong immediately danced with his hands, and his ten fingers suddenly bloomed like flowers, shooting dozens of unparalleled sword spirit at an extremely fast frequency. With a unique powerful breath, he penetrated into the huge body of the black dragon.

Puff! Poo! Poo! Poo! Poo!

The black dragon's torso was stabbed out dozens of transparent holes by the sword gas, and the roaring momentum was slow. During this time, Yunzang shouted loudly, and his body suddenly fluttered, stretched out his five fingers and grabbed the void fiercely.

"Ber it!"

His goal turned out to be the Xuanyan spirit beads in his hand... Zhang Yan's pupils shrank. He never thought that the motionless cloud hidden sky would choose to avoid the attack of the demon flame and attack him, and this speed was so fast that there was no chance to recover at all...

Bang!

There was a sharp pain in his wrist. Zhang Yan was caught off guard and was swept away by the strong wind released by Yunzang's five fingers. His right hand loosened, and the Xuanyan soul bead lost control and was rolled into his hand by Yun Zangkong's sleeve.

As if he was struck by lightning and stroked his unusually red and swollen wrist that was almost broken, Zhang Yan was stunned and watched the Xuanyan soul beads fall into the empty hands of Yunzang. An unspeakable anger hit every inch of his body like a flood.

For the first time, this is... the first time that someone has taken away his magic weapon! For Zhang Yan, this is as uncomfortable as cutting a knife. What's more, Xuanyan soul beads were given to him by demons when they were slaughtering the tower. At this time, they were taken away. How can they not make Zhang Yan angry?

"What can I do? Isn't it going to be defeated when Elder Zhang's magic weapon is taken?" Xue Rou clutched her brother's sleeves tightly, and her face was full of anxiety.

Xuelou is obviously much calmer than his sister, but when he saw the variables in front of him, his heart also sank. Elder Zhang is fine. He will definitely not lose...

"Look!"

Xue Lou was secretly cheering for Zhang Yan, and his eyes caught a glimpse of the variables in the ring, and couldn't help exclaiming.

It was not only the snow tower that saw it, but almost everyone in the audience saw it. Their eyes became stunned and their faces became extremely wonderful.

On the ring, the cloud hidden space that had originally seized the Xuanyan soul pearl, and before they could explore the mysterious beads in the future, they were like being burned by fire, and hurriedly threw the Xuanyan soul beads out.

But it was too late, and an extremely dazzling black light suddenly gushed out of the mysterious flame beads, like an extremely smooth water, quietly, but quickly climbed up the right palm of the cloud.

Yes, it's climbing. The black light is like fire but not fire, like a living thing. The ghost pole climbed up Yunzangkong's right hand, and then spread over his arms, shoulders, neck, chest and abdomen... Just in the blink of an eye, the black light covered the cloud hidden air surface.

Unprepared, Yun Zang was invaded by the black light, and his face gushed out uncontrollably. His hands danced wildly, but he could not shake off the black light at all. He even let out an extremely angry hiss, with pain and unwillingness...

This sound came to everyone's ears, especially harsh, like a fierce ghost clinging to the ear, which was so heart-brating and scary.

What is the black light?

Why is it so powerful?

Yun Zangkong is the peak sword cultivation of Yuan Yingjie. Even if he is just a wisp of soul, who dares to say that he is the enemy of his move?

But such a powerful figure is shrouded in a black light and can't struggle. The situation is terrible... What is that black light?

At this time, the light suddenly flourished, like a burning black sun, slowly becoming smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the almost sad scream of the clouds stopped abruptly, a black air mass floated in the void, and then turned into a black light and penetrated into the mysterious flame beads.

The clouds are gone!

Everyone could hardly believe their eyes and looked at the original position of Yun Zangkong in horror, where there was nothing but a slowly rotating black bead.

"Senior Zhang won!"

Xue Rou almost screamed, and her beautiful cheeks blushed with excitement were like a ripe apple, shining brightly.

"Win...win..." Xue Lou's eyes were obsessed, muttering to himself, and a wisp of unspeakable pride surged all over his body with glory.

"That's right, it's won, that Yunzang is dead, haha, hahaha." Ma Chong laughed a little nervously, and with his dull cheeks, he looked very...

Zhang Yan took back the Xuanyan soul bead muddle, walked down the ring in a daze, and frowned. Until the end, he didn't know what power destroyed the cloud hidden in the sky. Is there any other wonderful use of the Xuanyan spirit beads? Or is it just a coincidence?

Zhang Yan can't guess, but at least it can be sure that Yun Zangkong is dead. No, a wisp of spirit of Yun Zangkong has been killed. In this battle, he thought he would use Buddha Yuan and Lingbao Jinlian, but at the last moment, this rather strange turn made everything simple.

In any case, Zhang Yan finally breathed a long sigh of relief at this time. It was not until this time that he found that the muscles and bones of his whole body were indescribable sore and tired, his eyelids were thick and he was about to fall asleep. There are really too many true yuan and divine knowledge consumed in this battle. However, Zhang Yan still has something to do. A wisp of spirit in Yunzangkong has been destroyed, but there are also Deng Che, Qingmei, and... Yunyao!

At this time, Deng Che and the other two were like frost eggplants. They watched Zhang Yan come slowly. In an instant, their faces became extremely ugly, and the tip of their heads were cold...