Tian Xingjian found that even if he took the Red Blood Pill, he was still no match for Yin Hun.
After fighting for a long time, not a single move hit Yin Hun. Instead, he received several heavy blows, and I don't know how many ribs were broken.
Seeing that Tian Xingjian was about to be unable to withstand the opponent's attack, Chen Yang turned over and jumped to the side of Tian Xing's fitness. He said calmly: "It's your turn to kill the crow hag, and I'll deal with it!"
Tian Xingjian said desperately: "It's useless to rest. I can't stand it if it happens again!"
"Withdraw as soon as I ask you to do so, why is there so much nonsense!"
Chen Yang pushed Tian Xingjian back and faced the ghost himself.
This time, he sacrificed his eyeball magic weapon, and streaks of crimson light shot toward the ghost.
Yinhun, who was originally smiling ferociously, instantly felt the incomparable power, and a shocked expression appeared on his face.
"Huh? Boy, you have a lot of good things in your hands, but the next moment they will be mine!"
Yinhun tried his best to avoid the attack of the red light, with a ferocious look on his face.
"You want it? You have to have a life!"
Chen Yang said coldly, continuously pouring soul power from the black soul stone ring into the eyeball magic weapon, and streaks of crimson light shot out.
Yin Hun had a sullen face, white light shot out from his hand, and he fought back and forth with Chen Yang.
Chen Yang also relied on Jin Chan to appear at unexpected places and fire arrows at the enemy from time to time, making Yinhun extremely embarrassed.
Several times, the ghost passed by the red light, and the protective light shield was instantly broken by it, and small pieces of muscle were shaved off his arms.
"Good guy, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful thing!"
Tian Xingjian saw that the ghost was so afraid of the red light, and he saw the hope of victory again, and regained his energy to kill the crow hag.
The speed of the crimson light was obviously much faster than that of the Thunder Sword, and its power was also much stronger. As the ghost dodged, its complexion became increasingly ugly.
It originally thought that it was impossible for Chen Yang to use such a powerful magical weapon continuously, because a practitioner in the inner realm could not withstand such consumption no matter how much spiritual power he had in his body.
But it soon discovered that it was wrong.
Chen Yang's crimson rays of light swept across the battlefield. Wherever it touched, the corpse of the crow hag was once again cut into pieces by the crimson rays of flesh and blood.
"Stay away, lest I accidentally hurt you!"
Chen Yang shouted sharply.
"learn!"
Tian Xingjian hurriedly picked up Mr. Mo and rushed out of Chen Yang's attack range.
At the same time, he also attracted a large group of crows and hags.
The expression on the face of the ghost-possessed Madam Crow is getting more and more ugly. She can't imagine how much power the magic weapon in Chen Yang's hand requires to be used so endlessly.
It became more and more interested in the eyeball magic weapon in Chen Yang's hand.
Suddenly, Yinhun noticed that Chen Yang had stopped attacking and stood motionless.
"Your magic weapon has run out of energy?"
Yin Hun sneered, but before he could laugh out loud, he saw a smile on Chen Yang's face.
Yin Hun immediately sensed something was wrong and asked in a cold voice: "Boy, what are you doing again?"
"you lose."
Chen Yang put away his eyeball magic weapon and said with a smile.