Static grace feel Han Yang whole person seems to be out of this space, although standing beside her with eighteen spirits. It feels far away.
"We are the demons who bring the killing and bring the unknown to this world …" Eighteen spirits began to recite an ancient discourse. The voice is deep and distant, regardless of the magic weapons that have already come. The hand holding the silver gun is held high as if swearing something to heaven.
"Han Yang, you are crazy!" Static grace with a charming drink hands to green light has been divided into six into six ropes to the six pieces of nullified ghost magic weapon bundle.
Seeing Jing Yi offering a dragon rope again, the king of the capital city dared not remind the other five Yan Jun’s way: "Be careful. It is the road flyover Hongjun who personally handed down the’ dragon rope’. "
The equal-ranking king said with a smile: "Even if a mere pick Jin Xian has the ability to make the dragon rope tied, how long can it last?" What’s more, I want to split into six and intercept the magic weapon of our six at the same time! "
Sure enough, Jingyi obviously still can’t control the six ropes of green light in her hands, but the magic weapon of six Yan Jun offerings has been blocked, and the time of breathing several times has returned to Jingyi’s hands.
"Hoo … Hoo …" Jingyi shoveled panting this handprint consumes a lot more than the "forbidden magic rope". Even the last tackle, though only a few breaths, has consumed half of her mana.
Under the full course of these six Yan Jun, six ghost devices have been heavily bombed on eighteen Han Yang-"Boom! Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom! "
Six loud noises in succession, the huge shock wave, made the ground of the city palace all sunken down, and the surrounding walls were covered with long and short cracks. These six blows can definitely blow the things that stand in front of them into dregs.
Dust dispersed eighteen Han Yang’s spirit is still standing in situ well, but Han Yang’s deity has been squatting on the ground and gasping for breath, and his mouth is faint with a blood stain.
What’s going on?
Six Yan Jun looked at each other and didn’t know what had just happened to Han Yang and Jing Yi.
At the moment, the six of them are offering a magic weapon for their own housekeeping, and they are trying their best to drive them clean with one blow. But-it seems that Han Yang just consumed too much mana and was attacked by some energy, but he stopped the six of them from thinking that they would kill. Is there another treasure in them?
"’Kowloon shenhuo cover’? ！”
The puzzle was soon solved because six Yan Jun saw nine fire dragons hovering around eighteen Han Yang spirits at the same time. It’s just that the flames of these nine fire dragons have become extremely dim, and it seems that they may go out at any time.
Qin Guangwang sneered: "It turned out that the’ Kowloon Shenhuo Cover’ given to the Jade Emperor by the Buddha at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty was no wonder that it was able to block our fatal blow just now. Just can only block the next blow. "
While speaking, King Guang of Qin has once again offered his magic weapon "Judge Pen", which is a first-class weapon with a cool murderous look.
"Let’s go again!" Qin Guangwang shouted "Judge’s Pen" and once again shot away at Han Yang and Jingyi.
The king of the city has just suffered a big loss in the hands of these two people, and now he is trying his best to smash his magic weapon, the golden wheel, and at the same time he sneered viciously: "It’s a waste to waste such a magic weapon in the hands of you two kids!"
Static grace with a snort of cold but don’t refute with her eyes naturally see that just six nullify almost close to the limit of this "Kowloon shenhuo hood" can bear, as long as it is once again this defense treasure, even if it is not destroyed, it can’t be used in a short time.
I hate that my mana is simply not enough to control the handprint of this "dragon-tied rope" and I don’t have a magic weapon like "dragon-tied rope" to match this handprint … a magic weapon like "dragon-tied rope"? !
Static grace in the heart a bright will be able to mobilize the mana of the whole body are focused on his hands.
"Heaven and earth infinite ghosts and gods listen to the nine-day mysterious dragon supreme!" A charming drink came out of Jing Yi’s mouth, followed by three rope-like magic weapons flying out of her cuffs and slowly merging into the sudden surge of green light in her hands.
It was the "forbidden magic rope" that locked the black lotus with nine leaves at the beginning.
Green light instantly split into six and once again met the six ghost magic weapons that came from the nullification.
This time, these six green lights have at least doubled in both degree and binding force compared with before.
It’s a pity that Jing Yi’s cultivation is just a level of fighting power. Don’t say that the six Yan Jun, who control a ghost city, are a lot worse than Han Yang, who liberated the ghosts of III. These six green lights only blocked six ghosts for a moment, and then they came back in vain.
Jingyi suddenly collapsed on the ground, just driving this handprint has exhausted all the mana in her body, and now the feeling of being evacuated all over her body makes her feel bouts of discomfort.
The most terrible thing is that although he has just intercepted these six ghost devices for a moment, according to this trend, it is by no means that Fulongding can carry them down now!
"boom! Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom! "
There are six loud noises in succession, centering on Jingyi. The place where he and Han Yang stood has completely sunk down, just like being put into a huge washbasin.
A gust of wind blew up and slowly dispersed the dust and fog.
Nine fire dragons around Han Yang and Jingyi have completely dimmed their flames, and two of them have lost their tails and claws.
The "Kowloon Shenhuo Cover" was finally broken.
At this time, the voice of the king of the capital, Yin, reached the ears of the two men: "See what tricks you two kids can play! Wait for death! "
Jingyi coldly caught a glimpse of the king of the city, but she didn’t refute the present situation. Unless someone came to save it, I was afraid that it was really a narrow escape.
"Waiting to die? Hey! " The deity of Han Yang, who has been silent. At this moment, I finally laughed and straightened up. My eyes swept the six Yan Jun who surrounded him and Jing Yi. "If you want me to die, Han Yang will pay the price!"
The king of the city said with a smile, "What other treasures do you have, boy?"
If you are late, I’m afraid you will die unsatisfied! "
Naturally, he is not worried. Now it’s six Yan Jun who deal with two pick Jin Xian level kids. Although the boy named Han Yang’s fighting power is a bit odd, he seems to have cultivated a lot for himself. But … Now they are faced with six Yan Jun and six strong men in the underworld who each hold a ghost city!
This is definitely a must-kill layout. Even if Yama right and Chu Jiangwang come, they can’t escape.
Jing Yi and Han Yang both know. The king of the city did not hesitate to use himself as bait to introduce the two of them into this stand-off. There is only one natural purpose, that is, to kill people.
It’s only in this depressed atmosphere that China, South Korea and Yang are now extremely calm without any accident and panic. Everyone’s breath on the field and the fluctuation of mana in everyone’s body can be clearly perceived by him.
Even he felt that those grievances that had been lurking in his body and were out of his control seemed to be faintly huddled up at the moment, like the last preparation before the explosion. This mysterious feeling made him want to scream at the sky to express his carefree and dripping.
For an instant, Han Yang knew that he seemed to have stepped into another realm, a realm that was countless times better than before. He thought of what happened in Chu Jiangwang that day. Although he didn’t know the process at all, he did feel that his body was a little different afterwards.
Now he has determined what really happened to himself at that time, and this change has finally come out in this do or die.
Eighteen spirits, like eighteen statues, kept Han Yang’s deity and Jing Yi motionless, in which everyone carried a silver gun, and the murderous look reached the point where the naked eye could tell.
Han Yang stepped forward to help Jingyi’s ninth demons, who concentrated the free energy around them as much as possible, and continuously lost it to Jingyi’s body.
"Breathe back as soon as possible for a while as long as you protect yourself." Han Yang waved off a face of doubt between static grace will ask export questions "remember later no matter what don’t come near me. I have a hunch that I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself for a while. "
Jing Yi’s eyes widened in surprise. She really didn’t understand that the mind of the boy who was so close to herself was just like when she first met Taoist Hongjun. It was an illusion that she was close at hand but far away. The distance between time and space seems to be incredible.
Han Yang dual-purpose, on the one hand, constantly mobilize the anger in his body, on the other hand, do our best to help Jingyi recover the mana that has just been consumed cleanly.
Beads of sweat kept falling down his cheeks, and in just one breath, a small pool of water stains had accumulated on the ground.
The magic weapon of six Yan Jun defeated Zhu Xian with only two blows, and the "Kowloon Shenhuo Cover" which replaced "Fu Longding" with Han Yang as a magic weapon for protection made him and Jing Yi fall into an extremely passive position, and under this scenario, Han Yang suddenly sublimated his own realm.
Only this kind of on-the-spot forced promotion is extremely unstable. Now Han Yang knows in his heart that he will be completely lost in a new realm if he has a few breaths at most. No one can predict what he will do then.