"boom……"

Wang Yang snorted coldly, raised his right foot slightly by half an inch, and stomped on the ground. Infinite white fire swept out, and a large number of arms and corpses rushing toward him were instantly pale, stagnant, and then turned into fly ash.

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"I don't care who you are, but you dare to plot against me. I will cut you into pieces!"

Immediately, Wang Yang's eyes turned completely pale, without a trace of impurities, and the ethereal white fire that had surged out before rolled back and gathered behind him.

All the rivers flowed back, and the sky and the earth were white.

The endless white fire of nothingness gathered together, like the Milky Way, flowing across the void, and in the Milky Way, a round of white sun slowly rose.

"boom……"

In silence, the waves of the Tianhe River surged, and the sun shone brightly, completely turning the heaven and earth pale, and a terrifying aura hung over the heaven and earth.

The sky creates daylight, and all things become lonely.

"Refining Gang to transform into physical form, heaven and earth are natural, so strong."

Ye Qing waved his sleeves lightly, blowing by the burning wind, burning several corpses rushing toward him to ashes. He looked at the white sky of Tianhe and narrowed his eyes slightly.

There are three realms of refining Gang, refining Gang, quenching Gang and transforming phase. Refining Gang and quenching Gang are just the foundation, and transforming Gang is the great achievement.

The so-called phase transformation refers to controlling the subtleties of Gangqi, condensing the natural phase, spreading the power of heaven and earth, and integrating the power of all phenomena.

To put it simply, transformation is the evolution of all natural phenomena, in line with the power of heaven and earth. Each move can be transformed into countless forms, just like the power of heaven and earth, the power of gods and demons.

It can be said that refining Gang and quenching Gang are only the preliminary application of Gang Sha's Qi, and transforming Gang can bring out the real power of Gang Sha's Qi.

With the strength Wang Yang showed, even if he tried his best, he might not be able to defeat the opponent.

"kill……"

While Ye Qing was thinking, he saw Wang Yang growl and punch out.

In an instant, the Milky Way rolled down the heaven, and the sun fell westward into the world.

The squirming and wailing corpses in the hall all turned pale as if their color had been wiped away. As the breeze blew away with the power of the fists, all the filth was swept away, leaving only pure paleness.

In the paleness, the mummy's body exudes extremely rich Yin Qi, with demonic flames beating in its eyes. Half of its face is twisted and crazy, but the other half is peaceful and peaceful.

"Magic Buddha..."

Facing the long river pouring down, in the daytime, the mummy stretched out his left hand and pressed it upward. An evil and invisible sound resounded through the hall.

The giant Buddha behind the mummy also moved accordingly, raising its left hand, with countless resentful souls crying and wailing in it, facing the long white sun falling in the sky.

The long river descends to heaven in broad daylight, and the resentful soul in the left palm emerges from hell.

Amidst the roar, the white sun in the long river was directly shattered by the palm of the Buddha. The sky was filled with white fire, and turned directly into darkness, with demonic energy overwhelming the sky.

"puff……"

Pulled by the Qi machine, Wang Yang spit out a mouthful of blood and staggered back, his Qi machine was disordered.

"Brother Ye, come together and kill this weirdo. Only then will we have a chance to survive."

Wang Yang took two steps back, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes. He glanced at Ye Qing, who was watching the excitement. A ray of anger first flashed in his eyes, and then he seemed to have thought of something. His eyes rolled, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, let's go together."

Ye Qing responded with a firm tone, but as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and rushed out of the hall.

Do you think I am Yang Xuan? If you want to trick me, there is no way!

He still doesn't know what Wang Yang is thinking. Doesn't he just want to trick him and let him block the mummy so that he can escape?

Think of him as stupid!

He didn't run away before because he wanted to see how strong the mummy was. Now it seems that he is not weak. Even Wang Yang is no match. It might be a seduction-level monster. He really can't afford to offend him, so he ran away quickly.

It's business.

Wang Yanggang pretended to take a step forward, but when he turned around, he saw Ye Qing's back turning around and running away like the wind.

"Shouldn't that be what I did? You should be in front of me. Why did the cannon fodder turn into me? The script is wrong!"

Wang Yang was stunned at first, and then became furious: "Ye Pingshan, you are seeking death!"

Of course, scolding is scolding and anger is angering. Wang Yang chased Ye Qing out with all his heart.

If you want to run, let’s run together.

Who doesn’t have legs yet?

Moreover, when he catches the other party, he will definitely make the other party die without a place to bury him.

Thinking about Wang Yang, he has been cheating others since he was a child. When has he been cheated by others? How can he not take revenge?

"Jiejie..."

Looking at the two people escaping, the mummy monster laughed. Blood and tears flowed from the face of the giant Buddha behind him, and an invisible and majestic sound resounded through the hall.

"Magic Buddha..."

"Magic Buddha..."

In the invisible and majestic sound, a strange power filled the Thousand Buddha Hall, and all the corpses opened their eyes.

As Wang Yang was passing through the Sutra Tower, countless arms suddenly sprouted from the Sutra Tower and hugged him tightly.

Wang Yang punched out, roaring with energy, and the sutra tower suddenly collapsed, but the Buddhist sutra tower made of flesh and blood around it squirmed and surrounded Wang Yang from all directions.

Even though Wang Yang was powerful, he could not break away from the entanglement of flesh and blood for a while.

The same was true for Ye Qing. When he crossed the tongue bridge, his tongue suddenly rolled up, trying to wrap him around.

Ye Qing's reaction was naturally not slow, he swept out and landed on the pond, trying to use his strength to get up and leave this place.

But at this moment, the corpse floating on the pond had its belly open, and tongues came out. The tongues were covered with barb-like spikes and swept towards him.

At the same time, countless hairs stained with scarlet blood emerged from the pond, covering him like swaying water plants.

Ye Qing put his toes on the pond, and a layer of ripples appeared on the water surface, like a gentle breeze blowing over spring water, silently.

But the next moment, countless bubbles emerged from the water, gurgling and misting, and the blood-red black hair started to burn.

The black hair, which was originally a dead thing, actually let out a shrill wail.

Immediately, Ye Qing's body twisted half-twisted, and a bright sword flashed out in the shape of a half-moon, cutting all the tongues covered with barbs into two pieces.

But at this time, the tongue bridge made of countless tongues had already rolled up. The snake bridge was covered with fishy mucus, and heads were wrapped in the mucus. All the heads had their eyes wide open, and there was a smell of evil and filth.

The power spreads.

"Tsk, tsk, it looks disgusting."

Ye Qing's spirit was high, but the evil and filthy power did not affect him. He held out the scimitar in his hand, and the light of the sword slowly spread out, like a layer of moonlight and clear frost, spread out on the water surface, hazy and dreamy.

But the moment the tongue bridge touched the hazy and dreamy sword light, it began to tremble violently, and countless blood marks suddenly appeared on the tongue bridge, split open, and blood flowed across it.

The moonlight is like water, and the light of swords is hidden everywhere in the water.

Just one sword, but a thousand swords.

Just one cut, and it will be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

In the blink of an eye, the Tongue Bridge was torn apart, and before the flesh and blood could fall off, it was burned to ashes by the foehn wind contained in the sword light.

Ye Qing took a deep breath, his energy changed, and the figure that had fallen suddenly rose up again, sweeping outwards like a strong wind.

However, as soon as he swept a certain distance, Ye Qing's figure froze and stopped helplessly.

"Run, why don't you run?"

At this time, Wang Yang also broke free from the entanglement of flesh and blood, and rushed behind Ye Qing, speaking with sarcasm and murderous intent.

"Well, I won't run anymore. I'm tired. You can run first!"

Ye Qing seemed not to hear the sarcasm in Wang Yang's tone, shrugged and stepped aside.

"Humph, you..."

Wang Yang was disdainful and was about to say a few words of ridicule, but when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, the words that had just rushed to his throat were swallowed back into his stomach.

I saw the road of corpses in front of me, and at some point, it stood up straight from the other end, like a wall of corpses, blocking all ways out.

On the corpse wall, countless corpses were entangled together, rushing toward the two of them like a torrent.

Wang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his palm like a knife, and slashed thirty-six times with his hand knife. Thirty-six long flaming knives condensed in the air and struck hard against the flesh wall.

"Little Flame Knife Technique"

Amidst the roar, flesh and blood spattered, and a crack several feet deep appeared on the corpse wall. Void white fire spread in the crack, but it only lasted for two or three breaths before being annihilated by the endless flesh and blood corpses, and the crack returned to normal.

"no!"

Wang Yang felt heavy. As soon as he took action, he knew that the wall of corpses in front of him could not be broken, at least not in a short period of time.

But what they lack most is time.

After only a few breaths of delay, countless corpses and flesh-and-blood monsters piled up behind him also chased after him.

With tigers and wolves in front of him and pursuers behind him, Wang Yang was in a dilemma. Wang Yang's mood completely sank.

"Are you really going to die here?"

Wang Yang couldn't help but have desperate thoughts in his heart, but in his peripheral vision, Ye Qing was surprisingly calm, without any fear or anxiety, with a calm expression on his face.

"Brother Ye, do you have any good ideas?" Wang Yang's eyes lit up. Seeing Ye Qing's confident look, could the other party have any countermeasures?

"There is no good way!" Ye Qing shook his head.

Wang Yang: "..." There's no way you can pretend to be like this, and who are you trying to bluff?

However, before Wang Yang could speak, Ye Qing continued: "However, there is no good solution, but I have an immature little idea."

"What do you think?" Wang Yang asked hurriedly.

Ye Qing touched his nose and directly ordered without saying anything: "Brother Wang, stop these things first!"

"Should I block?" Wang Yang subconsciously refused: "Why not you?"

Ye Qing glanced sideways at Wang Yang: "Okay, then I'll block it and you can figure out a way out?"

Wang Yang: "..."

If I want to find a way, why should I look at your face?

"Hmph, if you can do it, go ahead. If you can't do it, don't push me!" Ye Qing snorted coldly and urged: "If you still can't do it, why are you standing there?"

"You..." Wang Yang's face was ashen. If the two of them were not on the same rope and it was not suitable for them to fight in the same room, he would have cut each other into pieces.

"You'd better not lie to me, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

After saying a harsh word, Wang Yang rushed forward. Halfway through, he slowly raised his right fist. When he reached the corpse, flesh and blood and other monsters, his fist was just above the top.

If the fist is higher than the top, the fist is higher than the sky.

Infinite white fire of nothingness gathered in the sky, and the sky was white.

Then, the fist fell, the sun fell, and the sky tilted.

"Sunset Boxing in the West Mountain, Sunset in the West Mountain"

Ye Qing had seen Xiao Yang use Sunset Xishan, and there was a kind of sadness and chill in that punch, but Wang Yang's Sunset Xishan, there was no sadness, no chill, some of it was just the power of the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing.

It’s just the great terror of annihilation of all things.

"rumble……"
Chapter completed!