Wu Junjie struck out with a palm and printed it directly on Qiao Ye's chest. The next moment, Qiao Ye felt a terrifying force coming, and then the whole person flew back.
After a loud noise, Qiao Ye fell to the ground, smashing the ground into pieces. Countless gravels flew into the air, and then continued to fall from the air.
Wu Junjie sneered: "This is just serious, you can't do it anymore..."
As soon as Wu Junjie finished speaking, a stream of black light suddenly shot out from where Qiao Ye was lying, at a terrifyingly fast speed.
Wu Junjie was startled and quickly twisted his body to dodge. Even so, the Rakshasa shadow covering Wu Junjie's body was hit on the right side of his head and was shattered into pieces.
The black stream of light fell to the ground, the light dissipated, and the black spurge was revealed.
Qiao Ye stood up from the ground, and the black spurge immediately turned into black smoke and flowed back into Qiao Ye's hand.
"Brat!"
Wu Junjie gritted his teeth, and black light shone on his body again, and the shadow of the Rakshasa whose head was shattered condensed into shape again.
Qiao Ye sneered, raised the black halberd and waved it hard, the black smoke under his feet rose up, wrapped Qiao Ye's body, and then turned into a black armor!
The devil is in chaos, the devil is bloody!
Entering the Demonic Blood state, Qiao Ye's physical attributes were greatly improved again. With one step, his body turned into a black smoke and floated forward.
The distance of ten meters was reached in an instant, and the black halberd in his hand was slashed again.
Wu Junjie's eyes widened, looking at the black halberd filled with black smoke, and growled: "Bloodthirsty Rakshasa, transformed into a ghost!"
Wu Junjie stretched his hands forward, and his two arms suddenly swelled and became thicker in an instant. The color of his skin turned black and purple, the veins on his arms jumped, and his nails continued to grow longer and gradually turned black.
Boom!
The next moment, Wu Junjie raised his arm and collided with the black spurge. It was obviously a body of flesh and blood. When the arm collided with the black spurge, there was a sound of gold and iron, and Qiao Ye's black spurt was forcibly knocked out.
The halberd was blocked and fell down.
Roar!
After blocking the blow, Wu Junjie raised his head and roared, and a ghost horn suddenly grew out of his forehead. Then Wu Junjie dropped his head and hit Qiao Ye's chest directly.
Violent, manic, bloodthirsty!
After Wu Junjie entered the ghost state, his whole person became manic, as if he had turned into an evil ghost that devoured people. After pushing Qiao Ye away, he rushed forward crazily, with a pair of ghost claws moving towards him continuously.
Caught on Qiao Ye's body.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...
The ghost claws kept colliding with the black armor, making a crisp chirping sound, and at the same time, sparks visible to the naked eye continued to bloom.
Su Fei and the others showed excitement on their faces. Wu Junjie actually suppressed Qiao Ye, but...
The next moment...
Qiao Ye suddenly stretched out her hand, and before Wu Junjie's claw fell again, she reached out and pinched Wu Junjie's head, lifting Wu Junjie high.
Then……
Boom!
Qiao Ye grabbed Wu Junjie's head and slammed him to the ground.
Wu Junjie's body curled up. This blow obviously caused a lot of damage to Wu Junjie, and his whole body curled up into a shrimp shape.
Wu Junjie looked ferocious and growled: "My whole body has turned into a ghost!"
Black light overflowed from Wu Junjie's body again, and then, Wu Junjie's body began to overlap with the phantom of the Rakshasa, and finally turned into the appearance of a Rakshasa evil ghost.
Roar!
Wu Junjie raised his head and roared, punched Qiao Ye in the chest, knocking Qiao Ye away, then shook his body and got up again.
Looking at Qiao Ye with a ferocious expression, Wu Junjie roared again: "Ghost eyes!"
Wu Junjie looked at Qiao Ye, his eyes turned blood red.
The moment he looked into those eyes, Qiao Ye suddenly felt a huge force appear, as if it was like a circle of ropes, locking his body tightly, restraining himself, and then
…
boom!
Qiao Ye's body fell backwards for no apparent reason and fell to the ground.
Before Qiao Ye could struggle, the force lifted Qiao Ye's body up, and then slammed Qiao Ye down to the ground.
Bang, bang, bang...
Up and down, continuous impact!
Qiao Ye couldn't help grinning. This power was too weird. Wu Junjie was still standing ten meters away. He just glanced at himself and his body was out of control. In the eyes of outsiders, Wu Junjie did not carry out any attack at all.
It was Qiao Ye himself who kept hitting the ground.
A very weird mental attack!
Wu Junjie licked the corner of his mouth, looked at Qiao Ye and said, "If I give you three points of color, I dare to open a dyeing workshop. Stand up? If you have the ability, stand up and take a look!"
Qiao Ye shook her body and supported the ground with one hand, but before Qiao Ye could get up...
That weird feeling came over again, and Qiao Ye's body was thrown away!
In mid-air, Qiao Ye gritted his teeth, condensed the black smoke in his hand, turned into a black spurge, and then slashed forward.
A black arc of light moved forward, heading straight for Wu Junjie, but...
boom!
The moment the black arc of light came to Wu Junjie, it seemed as if it had hit a wall, suddenly shattered and turned into black smoke.
Qiao Ye's body fell from the air again and hit the ground hard.
Qiao Ye's whole body was stuck to the ground. Although he wanted to get up, he was held down by an invisible force.
Wu Junjie sneered and walked towards Qiao Ye and said: "Fighting to the death, no one can resist under my ghost eyes!"
suddenly...
Qiao Ye raised her head, looked at Wu Junjie, and looked into those scarlet eyes again.
Out of the spirit, the spiritual map of all kinds of magic!
Qiao Ye's body continued to shine, and the light turned into lines one by one, which continued to condense and form behind Qiao Ye, turning into a spiritual picture.
On the spiritual map, sometimes mountains and rivers appear, sometimes birds and animals appear, there are magnificent seas rushing endlessly, and there are towering mountains reaching into the sky.
Then……
Qiao Ye looked at Wu Junjie!
The spiritual picture of ten thousand dharma, the aura of all things!
With a bang, Wu Junjie's face showed a look of shock, and he felt as if his chest had been punched hard. His whole body flew backwards and landed in the distance.
"This is impossible..." Wu Junjie got up from the ground and roared: "This is the ability to have a spirit. Why are you able to have a spirit?"