Invincible Powers Chapter 770: Smash Shadow
The pitch-black sickle, with its extremely exaggerated arc, slashed at Yu Yuan before he really woke up.
The beautiful blade exuded a deep and mysterious luster. When the light of the blade rushed towards the center of Yu Yuan's eyebrows, behind the giant sickle, a dark world quietly appeared.
The dark world seems to come from the sickle itself, and there are fierce ghosts whistling faintly inside the darkness.
Hoo! Hurrah!
A series of twenty-eight behemoths, like ancient monsters in the legends of ancient times, emerged one after another from the dark world.
The twenty-eight phantoms are all hundreds of feet high, and they seem to stand upright, exuding the old smell of time, eternity, and decay.
Woohoo! Ha ha! Roar!
Some of the phantoms screamed strangely, some cried, and some laughed wildly.
Within a radius of a hundred miles, all the ghosts and spirits were induced, and their souls trembled slightly.
Phew!
Then, a beam of bright knife light flew towards Yu Yuan's eyebrows.
The light of the knife is like lightning, and many wonders and wonders are still evolving during the progress of the light.
There seems to be another vast world where the sword light passes, which is portrayed by the sword light, and it emits a wild atmosphere.
Yu Yuan, with a dazed expression, at this critical moment, seemed to have a heart, and subconsciously raised his hand, using the mouth of the scabbard to meet the penetration of the blade light.
Derived from the scabbard of Zhanyue Daxiu, thousands of sword intents at the bottom of the deposit were suddenly startled.
There is no need for power from Yu Yuan, the sword intent echoes with the sword soul, actively involving the spiritual power, blood and spiritual consciousness in Yu Yuan's body, kneading it into a crimson sword light.
Peng!
The mouth of the scabbard shines brilliantly, blooming like a group of coquettish crimson flowers!
In the small area inside the cauldron where Yu Yuan is located, the space is suddenly distorted, and the passage of time seems to be a hundred times slower.
That beam, the bright knife light coming towards Yu Yuan's eyebrows, was almost inch by inch.
Howling!
Behind the giant crescent-shaped pitch-black sickle, the newly transformed dark world seemed to be the only remaining twenty-eight ancient monsters, screaming shrillly.
Poof! Puff puff!
The soul of the ghost with the black sickle, the ebony beads worn around the neck trembled wildly.
His huge ghost body, made up of twenty-eight souls, seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force at this moment, and then torn apart.
The next moment, the split soul fell into the ebony ball again.
Also at this moment, the brilliance that Yao's eyes couldn't open suddenly bloomed from the bunch of bright sword lights and the mouth of the scabbard held by Yu Yuan.
In the Shamo cauldron, if there is a dazzling little sun, all the rays of light will explode in an instant!
Thousands of ghosts and ghosts scattered around, allegiance to the ghost of the black scythe
, the souls of those with lower ranks turned into fly ash in an instant!
Ghosts, spirits at the level of heavenly ghosts, with illusory and cold bodies, fleeing in pain as if burned by the scorching sun.
"Yu Yuan!"
The roar of the black scythe ghost sounded from twenty-eight ebony beads.
This titled Specter, who ranks second only to Bone in the Terrible Land, seems to never have imagined that his fatal blow, which was bound to be won, was actually blocked by Yu Yuan waving the scabbard.
More than blocking it, the moment the scabbard touched the bright blade, there was nearly a thousand sword intents, overwhelming, and it escaped into the crescent moon sickle.
In an instant, his soul was damaged because of this!
Not many beings know that the twenty-eight ebony beads used to carry his soul, and the pitch-black sickle in the shape of a crescent moon are actually matching artifacts combined into one!
His soul can swim and be scattered in the beads, or in the sickle.
Twenty-eight beads, crescent moon sickle, every ray of power can penetrate each other, can be controlled by his soul, and can use two different shapes of utensils at any time to deal a fatal blow to the opponent.
Similarly, if any bead is damaged, or any part of the sickle is hit hard, his soul will feel the same.
One loses, one loses, one prospers.
"Black Sickle..."
Suddenly, a stern shout sounded from tens of thousands of meters away.
A purple shadow came like lightning, and when he raised his hand, he made a icy seal.
The dharma seal is shining, like a towering iceberg, sinking into the dark world behind the scythe, falling into the twenty-eight huge monsters with a decayed and old atmosphere.
"Ice Thunder Seal!"
There seemed to be twenty-eight black scythes screaming in unison.
Boom!
Thousands of exploding thunderballs exploded in that dark world, and gorgeous ice snakes and electric dragons washed that side of the dark world mightily.
"Ah! Ahh!"
The screams of the Black Scythe Specter, who are desperate for life, sounded from the giant crescent moon sickle, from the mouths of monsters in the dark world, and from twenty-eight ebony beads.
The black sandalwood ball also emits light smoke and sputters tiny electric arcs from time to time.
"Chu, Brother Chu!"
While screaming, the ghost with the black sickle called out to Chu Yao from the God of Medicine Sect, and yelled hysterically: "I will kill a bunch of trash!"
"Are these things coming here to seek death?"
An Ziqing stood in the dark world where the electric dragon roared, and the purple armor burst out, a light that people dare not look directly at.
Under her feet, it seemed as if she was stepping on the heads of huge monsters, and above her head hung a mark of ice and thunder like a thunder planet.
The ice and thunder seal is suspended in the air, and the drips are spinning, continuing to sprinkle ice and thunder crystals.
Every grain of ice and thunder that falls into the dark world below turns into a thunderball the size of several acres of land, bursting out with dazzling lightning brilliance, and bombards a huge monster corresponding to the soul of the black sickle ghost The fragmentation, appalling.
The ice and thunder seals of the Little Thunder Xiao Sect are famous in the depths of the galaxy in the outer domain, making the heavenly demons frightened.
The ghosts and ghosts of the same place, the ghosts of the Terrible Land, the sky ghosts, including ghosts, are also helpless under the bombardment of the ice and thunder marks.
There are many ghosts who wanted to attack An Ziqing because of the order of the black sickle ghost. When they took a look at the ice and thunder mark hanging above their heads, their souls were scared to death.
Where do you really dare to approach?
Hoo! Hoo hoo!
A clever ghost hesitated for a moment, and immediately rushed towards the Shamo Cauldron.
"The boy is looking for death!"
"Damn the juniors of the human race, you dare to plot against Master Heisiany, you are dead!"
"Die!"
The wise ghosts, the ghost-level souls, screamed fiercely and inwardly, and when they were about to hit the Shamo cauldron, they reined in their horses and stopped.
The blind ghosts and dull ghosts crashed into the evil cauldron.
In Dingzhong, Yu Yuan, who had just recovered, felt that all his strength had been exhausted, but because Yuan Lianyao was trapped, he was full of rage, so he shouted: "Kill them all!"
"Yeah."
Yu Yiyi responded.
Afterwards, the center of the cauldron under Yu Yuan's feet seemed to suddenly turn into a gloomy and terrifying small world, with ferocious demons roaring out.
Those who wanted to take the opportunity to kill Yu Yuan, those weak earth ghosts, and a few ghost spirits were suddenly surrounded by evil spirits.
The four powerful heavenly ghosts quietly retreated after seeing this posture.
While withdrawing, he also yelled at Yu Yuan and provoked him.
"Blood God Religion, An Ziqing."
Also at this moment, Chu Yao, who had just hidden behind the Yin Mountain and wanted to take a rest, was forced to reappear helplessly, and he was a little annoyed, "I just ask, do you know An Ziqing, Yu This son of Yuan is a traitor to Haoyu Tiandi?"
"There is no conclusive evidence." An Ziqing looked serious.
Crackling!
The ice and thunder mark that was still bombarding the ghost of the black sickle quietly fell three inches above her head.
Countless bolts of lightning, lightning grains, flew towards the slowly shrinking ice thunder seal.
An Ziqing, who knew Chu Yao's identity, hesitated for a moment, and bowed to him, "I've seen Senior Chu, and I heard your name from my father, so I didn't intend to offend Senior Chu with this hasty attack. "
Chu Yao has too much background, even if she is a goddess of the Blood God Sect, she should be given due respect.
After all, Chu Yao is someone who can become a god-level pharmacist in the future.
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