The seemingly slow and feeble movements carry a violent power!

boom!

There was a loud noise.

The Seventh Generation Great Shaman's right hand went head-to-head, and he actually caught the two dragon-shaped fists blasted by Fu Yang with one hand. He squeezed them hard again, and actually squeezed them to pieces, and powerful cyclones blew everywhere...

Fu Yang's pupils shrank suddenly: "Sure enough, it's quite powerful. But... it's just that! Five-color sword wheel, up. I still don't believe that you, a mere remnant soul, are so tough?"

Uh-huh!!!

The five-color sword wheel behind him rose up in response, with rapid rotation and cutting power, and headed towards the Seventh Generation Great Shaman to kill him. It was fierce and majestic.

Click!

The five-color brilliance flashed past, and actually cut off the right hand of the seventh-generation great shaman to the wrist - and the objects cut off by the five-color sword wheel seemed to have the power of annihilation and were difficult to regenerate.

So Fu Yang saw a bright light bursting out from the opponent's wrist, as if something was trying to come out of his wrist, but it failed.

Hoo ho ho!

The five-color sword wheel made a spin and flew directly to the neck of the seventh-generation great shaman, trying to chop off his head. But it was not that easy...

Because this guy had already picked up the black totem staff in his hand, swung it towards the five-color sword wheel, and hit it.

clang!!!

There was a deafening sound of metal collision, waves of sound spread, and the surrounding thatched houses collapsed one after another. The totem staff and the five-color sword wheel were in a stalemate.

Of course, don’t forget that Wei Ke is still around!

The Seventh Generation Great Shaman and Fu Yang were fighting fiercely, and when they were inseparable, she had already flown behind him, wielding the Ghost Sword, and delivered a fierce blow!

"Second Form of Ghost Nine Swords: Kong Ming Flash!"

The black sword energy was like a meteor piercing the night sky, like a thunderbolt swimming in the dark clouds. It was slashing towards the back of the Seventh Generation Great Shaman, arriving in an instant. With a strong whirling cutting power, the surrounding area was surrounded by sword energy.

The air was pulled out of countless transparent scar-like air waves, crisscrossing them.

"How despicable! Two against one."

"Yes! It's really shameful. He is such a strong man, but he doesn't fight with the souls of our ancestors in an upright manner."

Some members of the ninth group of gods who had absolute confidence in the seventh-generation great shaman and had not completely fled shouted angrily.

However, Fu Yang and Wei Ke will not offend them at all - this is revenge! Who the hell wants to give you a fair duel?

Poof!

The sharp sword energy of Kong Ming hit the Seventh Generation Great Shaman on the back, directly penetrated his entire body, and stabbed out from the chest, leaving a large empty hole.

Ho ho ho...

He made a painful sound from his mouth, and it was obvious that Wei Ke's sword move had caused him considerable damage.

Opposite Fu Yang took advantage of the Seventh Generation Great Shaman's pain and distraction. Driven by the Phantom Ghost Armor, he bypassed the totem staff that was in a stalemate with the Five-Colored Sword Wheel and flew to the side of his head.

Clench your fist and punch directly!

Boom!

A huge black fist shimmering with metallic luster emerged, moving forward unstoppably. It blasted the head of the seventh-generation great shaman into pieces...

"Success?!"

Fu Yang felt happy, but the next moment something happened that left him speechless.

Because from the neck of the Seventh Generation Great Shaman's head that was smashed by him, a huge snake head popped out!

It has a triangular head and scarlet snake eyes, and spits out forked black snakes...

And at the same moment, the totem staff in the hands of the Seventh Generation Great Shaman seemed to melt, turning into a ball of black energy that enveloped his snake-headed body.

In less than a tenth of a second, it turned into a huge black poisonous snake!

Perched on the ground, it roared like some kind of beast.

This is... the totem beast soul of the seventh-generation great shaman! This guy is a totem beast, which turned out to be a huge poisonous python. Over countless long periods of time, the poisonous python totem beast soul has been integrated with his own remnant soul.

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People are snakes, snakes are people!

"As expected, it's the urine sex of the Pantheon Cult. It's really perverted."

The huge poisonous python launched a violent attack with a majestic sound. Fu Yang and Wei Ke quickly retreated a distance to temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

At the same time, Fu Yang roared and made a pulling movement in the air. The five-color sword wheel immediately spun and flew back.

"Five-color sword wheel! Disperse."

A sonorous sound.

The sword wheel spread out and turned into five magic swords, red, orange, yellow, green and blue, arranged in a fan shape in front of Fu Yang.

go!

Fu Yang stretched out his hand and pushed, and five magic swords flew out, trailing magnificent radiant sword tails. They were like five colorful beams of light, intertwined into an airtight sword network, surrounding the giant poisonous python and cutting and attacking back and forth.

Puff puff……

The sound of sharp weapons cutting flesh and blood resounded one after another - although this poisonous python was just a totem beast soul condensed with mana, it was just like a real living creature. It was beaten by Fu Yang's five-color magic sword until its scales peeled off, and it lay everywhere.

fly.

Roar!

Although this poisonous python was huge, it was extremely agile. It swayed briefly to avoid the magic sword, then opened its bloody mouth and bit Fu Yang...

"Beast! Take one blow from this queen. The shadow of the gate of hell!"

Wei Ke held the Ghost Sword in one hand and made a lifting motion with the other hand in the air - as if he was lifting something extremely heavy.

Of course it is the ghost behind the gate of hell!

The Gate of Ghosts is the official entrance from the Yang world to the underworld, separating the Yin and Yang worlds. The legend has existed forever, and even many of the top experts in the Yin and Yang worlds do not fully know its mystery.

However, once a ghost has cultivated to the level of the Ghost King, it can more or less borrow power from the Ghost Gate. Depending on the Ghost King's level of cultivation and his own talent, strength, etc., the phantom of the Ghost Gate condensed by the borrowed power will also be of course

no the same.

Wei Ke has now reached the late stage of Ghost King, and his cultivation talent is amazing. The ghost gate he summoned is huge and full of ghost energy, just like a real huge stone gate.

Smash it down...

Boom!

He directly pinned the poisonous python totem beast soul who was about to attack Fu Yang to the ground. He twisted his body crazily, swaying his head and tail. The powerful force caused cracks in the ground around him, as if there was an earthquake. Smoke and dust stirred up.

In the meantime, the surrounding thatched houses were also cracked by the snake's tail sweeping back and forth.

What makes Fu Yang most amused is that even some members of the ninth group of gods who cheered and watched nearby thought that the Seventh Generation Great Shaman was invincible. Some of them were unable to dodge and were swept by the snake's tail and turned into a ball of blood.

foggy.

This is really dog ​​eat dog...
Chapter completed!