The shock on the ground was like a giant beast trampling, bang, bang, bang, bang, and spreading forcefully again and again.
Although the monks and zombies standing together could not see all the happenings, the terrifying shock made everyone slow down their movements.
To some extent, this level of collision has exceeded the range they can currently bear.
Soon after, a pair of eyes gathered towards the area covered by blue light.
The battle situation where the roaring and shouting was extremely noisy and murderous intent was now suddenly, a strange quietness appeared.
The only thing that could be clearly heard at the scene at this moment was the loud bang that hit the ground.
At this moment, Xu Muran didn't know how many times he had been impacted by the other party.
This feeling is wonderful.
It's like a guillotine hanging high above your head, you can clearly see that the rope that pulls it is being cut and tied.
You can even clearly calculate the time of your death.
Compared to death, the process of waiting for death to come is the most difficult one.
The amulet is still hanging around the neck, and every white light emitted by it never shows signs of depletion.
But Xu Muran had a very clear premonition at this moment.
I'm afraid this amulet won't last long.
Speaking of which, this is indeed something that can be described by the four words "sensational".
The amulet made by the Northern Heavenly King of Purple Palace is enough to withstand the full-strength attack of the peak monk of the Tianxin Realm.
But at this time, under Chu Yan's continuous impact, the amulet was consumed to his limit by him.
At this time, Xu Muran couldn't help but think of the simplest and simplest truth that water drops through the stone.
boom!
Another roar came.
Xu Muran felt the shock spread throughout his body.
His body bounced high once.
Gravel, dust, and void have now exploded into chaos in this small place.
Xu Muran hasn't seen Chu Yan in which direction it takes for a long time.
But this time, there were obvious changes.
After the white protective light blocked the attack for him, a very light and crisp sound came from the amulet hanging on his neck.
The sound was originally very small, so small that it seemed as if the ice and snow melted.
But at this moment, the atmosphere in this area suddenly changed.
A little starlight bloomed in the depths of chaos.
The light sucks and spits, as bright as a rainbow.
What accompanied it was Chu Yan's voice.
"Star Thunder Nine Changes!"
It is a magic - Xu Muran said in his heart.
The other party had been using the unreasonable brute force of the body refiner to consume the spiritual energy in the talisman.
At this time, the other party chooses to use magic.
That means that the other party has also noticed the change in the amulet.
That means that this is the opponent's last blow.
Xu Muran's confused face showed a relieved smile at this moment.
When he was trapped here by Chu Yan at first, he was angry.
How can you succeed and die in this place if you have a bright future?
But later, he actually took the initiative to hope that the spiritual energy in the talisman could be consumed earlier, so that he could be killed earlier, saving this endless torture.
It's like a person who has been punished repeatedly by severe punishment, and only one thought is left in his mind: Give me some fun.
Wow!
The starlight that surged in, like a rushing flood, instantly wrapped Xu Muran's entire body inside.
A white light appeared on the surface of the amulet again.
But this time, the white light seemed extremely powerless.
After a few sways, it went out in dismay.
Xu Muran smiled, and then he knew nothing.
And in front of Chu Yan, the starlight roared past like karma fire, and Xu Muran disappeared from Chu Yan's sight.
What remains is a dead bone and a jade talisman hanging around the neck of the dead bone.
Finally killed Xu Muran.
However, there was not much joy on Chu Yan's face.
The reason is very simple. The process of killing the other party is not at all comfortable. It is too difficult to deal with the amulet that the other party has.
However, the final result was as Chu Yan thought.
Not everyone is qualified to obtain the amulets of the Zifu Realm.
Although Xu Muran's amulet was refined by the Northern Heavenly King of Ziweimen, it is very likely that after the Northern Heavenly King gave it to someone, the man used it several times, he gave it to Xu Muran the last time.
Or in other words, there are more people in this process.
In short, at the end, the spiritual energy inside was like a dry riverbed compared to the beginning.
But even so, it took Chu Yan a lot of effort to use up the spiritual energy inside it.
"I hope this thing won't disappoint me." Chu Yan grabbed the amulet in his hand.
A gap the size of a needle tip appeared on the surface of the jade talisman.
However, the inscribed array patterns inside can still be seen.
What Chu Yan wants is these array patterns.
Put away the amulet and Chu Yan removes the water cover.
In front of him was a large open area.
The monks and zombies who had fought here before avoided the melee in the distance and continued to fight in the melee.
To put it bluntly, both monks and zombies understand the principle of seeking good fortune and avoiding bad luck.
Although Chu Yan beat Xu Muran in the water cover just now, the momentum that burst out was like an ancient ferocious beast.
It's like a pond where there were originally a group of fish and shrimp fighting, but suddenly, a crocodile appeared.
At this time, as long as your brain is not broken, the fish and shrimp will naturally avoid it.
But the current situation is that there are treasures in this fish pond that can make you obtain even more varied than carp jumping over the dragon gate.
In the face of such temptation, even if a crocodile appears, it is absolutely impossible for these fish and shrimp to disperse easily.
At this time, Chu Yan returned to his original form, held Zhan Yan, and walked step by step towards the immortal stairs.
...
The bright moon hangs high, and the green tiles fly over the eaves.
After seeing off Zhao Lianxing, the long-haired man, known as the King of Northern Heaven, put his hands behind his head and watched the shadows of the galaxy above his head.
Although I know that this galaxy does not actually exist.
If you are willing, the next moment, this magnificent galaxy can become a beautiful woman's bathing picture.
When a thought arises in the Purple Palace realm, all things arise. This is what it means.
But even so, he still took it very seriously and took it seriously.
"What a beautiful starry sky. I haven't experienced it seriously for a long time." The King of Northern Heaven murmured to himself.
At this moment, a ticking sound came from his ear.
It was like a drop of melted blood dripping into the secluded spring in the valley.
At the same time, the galaxy above the King of Northern Heavenly King rippled like the water.
As the galaxy swayed slightly, a face that was exactly the same as that of the King of Northern Heaven appeared.
Two faces, one in the galaxy, and the other in reality.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and the face in the Galaxy was empty, and suddenly bleeding from their eyes, nose and mouth. The next moment, with a clatter, the head also fell off.