Yang Junshan and Wu Shuo worked together to suppress Ouyang Yulin's bone flag. Ning Bin and Ning He had already raised their magical weapons. They both pointed to the sky at the same time and said: "Fall!"
The two magical artifacts appeared from different directions at high altitudes. During the falling process, the earthly spiritual power overflowing from the magical artifacts continued to condense on the surface of the magical artifacts. During the falling process, a series of sparks were set off, and they turned into
A dazzling light held up a constant flame tail, but the flames wrapped in the magic weapon itself became more and more massive, gradually forming two meteorites falling from the sky.
In the Flying Stone Spiritual Technique, the uncle and nephew of the Ning family use their respective magic weapons as carriers to condense the spiritual power of the earth to exert their magical powers, which will undoubtedly become more powerful.
"Do you think you can do whatever you want by holding back this demon's magic weapon? You are so naive. I will let you see the methods of the real demon!"
Ouyang Yulin pushed his hands toward the top of his head, and two groups of scarlet demonic light burst out, turning into two huge demonic hands in mid-air, and actually lifted them towards the two meteorites falling from the sky.
The speed of both sides was extremely fast. Soon the demon spirit's palms came into contact with the meteorite. In an instant, fire and red smoke flew together. The two giant demon spirits' hands kept falling, but they were never penetrated by the meteorite. Instead, they were hit by two meteorites.
Without the previous indomitable speed, the flames igniting on the surface gradually became dim.
When they were only a few feet away from Ouyang Yulin, the two meteorites were completely held by the demon spirit's giant hands.
Ning Bin and Ning He hurriedly wanted to take back the magic weapon, but after Ouyang Yulin let out a strange laugh, his two giant hands suddenly closed together, holding the two beating meteorites firmly in their hands, no matter how they shook the magic weapon.
, and cannot escape from it.
At this time, Yan Qinxi and Yan Zhong, who saw that the situation was not going well, each used their usual Taibai Golden Light Slash, slashing at Ouyang Yulin from the left and right.
Ouyang Yulin screamed strangely, and a circle of blood-red demonic weapons suddenly rose up from around him. Countless innocent souls screamed like they were in hell. At the moment when two rays of golden light sank into the demonic weapons, they extended from the blood-red magical weapons.
Dense black threads emerged, winding towards the two golden lights, constantly consuming the power of the two spiritual powers. Finally, when they reached him, the two magical powers were finally resolved.
Originally, when Yan Qinxi and Yan Zhong took action, Ning Bin and Ning He were about to break free of the magic weapon from the giant palms of the two demon spirits.
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Yulin was able to withstand the attacks of two Taibai Golden Light Slashes with just his protective aura. The demon spirit's giant palm tightened again, making it difficult for uncle and nephew Ning Bin to break free from the magical weapons.
Seeing the giant palms of the two demon spirits tightening tighter and tighter, the meteorite condensed with pure earth elemental spiritual power on the surface of the magic weapon has begun to break. Once the magic weapon is also destroyed, Ning Bin and Ning He will also be destroyed.
Seriously injured.
But at this moment, the ground suddenly shook violently, and everyone looked at Yang Junshan in surprise, whose arms were shaking as if they had reached their limit.
"Earthquake..."
The Tiger Seal is also shaking violently, but this shaking is more like crushing. The blood waves under the hills that were originally suppressed and collapsed are being suppressed layer by layer, turning all the soil that was originally dyed blood red.
Restored to its true colors.
At this time, the white bone flag of Xue Lang's body also made a crunching sound under the suppression of the Tiger Seal, as if it would be crushed by the Tiger Seal at any time and be shattered into pieces.
"You dare!"
For the first time, someone could hear the feeling of lust in Ouyang Yulin's voice.
"Mountain--"
At this time, Yang Junshan seemed to be carrying a mountain on his back and still shouting hard. The last remaining strength in his chest was squeezed out, but he only shouted the word "mountain", but the last word could not be said.
But this was enough. Everyone's eyes and spiritual consciousness had an illusion for a moment, as if the whole world was shaking, and the previously collapsed hills collapsed again, but this time it was the huge suppression of the Tiger Seal.
The force further consolidated the soil on the hill, which also led to a face-to-face contest between the Tiger Seal and the White Bone Banner.
"Bang, bang, bang", a crisp sound was like a drum beating into Ouyang Yulin's heart. In Ouyang Yulin's unbelievable eyes, there was a series of shattering sounds. Ouyang Yulin's chest felt tight, and he vomited blood in his mouth.
It spurted out from the mouth.
The shattering of the natal magic weapon left the demonic energy in Ouyang Yulin's body temporarily unable to recover. Ning Bin and Ning He took the opportunity to break free of their respective magic weapons from the giant hands of the demon spirit.
"If you dare to destroy my magical weapon, I will be at odds with you today!"
The White Bone Flag was destroyed by the Tiger Seal, which not only did not chill Ouyang Yulin's heart, but instead caused him to become violent and violent. The blood-red demonic energy seeped out of his body, and then gradually condensed into a long blood-colored sword.
This is the Ouyang family’s ancestral spiritual art, the "spiritual art of blowing air to form a weapon". At this time, it is integrated with Ouyang Yulin’s magic power. This blood-red long knife is the result of his condensation of his own demonic energy, and one strike
The power below even exceeds the power of high-grade magic weapons.
"The devil is devilish in nature. The devil is always paranoid but always smart. You have learned the devil's paranoia, but you are stupid to death, so you are not worthy of becoming a devil at all!" Yang Junshan's expression became even more contemptuous.
"Boy, you are worthy of talking about demons. Do you know what a demon is? Go to hell!"
Ouyang Yulin roared loudly, and slashed through the void with his long blood-colored sword. The blood-colored sword light came through the air, causing the situation to change, as if the whole world was at his disposal, and to be against him was to be against the whole world.
Yang Junshan sighed, twitched his right hand, and a half-foot-long purple gold talisman appeared in his hand. With the continuous injection of spiritual power in his body, the aura that was originally just flowing on the surface of the talisman suddenly became stronger, and then this mass
The spiritual light flew out from Yang Junshan's hand and turned into a dazzling light group in mid-air. It could compete with the sun and the moon, illuminating most of the sky. The thick blood clouds that originally covered the sky suddenly began to melt.
.
Then the light group suddenly fell. There was no long tail flame caused by the flying stone spiritual technique, and there was no blazing white light burning the sky. It just fell from the sky so suddenly and disappeared!
Falling Mountain Strike, also known as the "Star Meteor Treasure Technique", the magic power sealed in the treasure talisman that Yang Junshan first obtained is the Star Meteor Treasure Technique.
The blood-colored sword that Ouyang Yulin condensed with his own demonic energy and the "spirit of blowing air into a weapon" has a power that is not weaker than the spiritual weapon, but it only has the power of this blow!
Should he continue to kill these warrior-level cultivators in front of him, or should he resist the meteors that suddenly fell from the sky?
The bloody long sword rolled up, and Ouyang Yulin made a decision almost instantly, saving his life was the top priority!
The long knife shattered and the meteor exploded. Ouyang Yulin finally blocked the blow from the sky, but the bloody long knife he summoned with his natal magic element also shattered. Ouyang Yulin spurted out a mouthful of blood again. This mouthful was not
Reverse blood, but hard work, original essence and blood!
"You really don't deserve to be a demon!"
Yang Junshan shouted loudly, and he rushed towards Ouyang Yulin, and in his hand, there was also a long knife at some point, with two words engraved on the handle: Split the Mountain!
While Yang Junshan was flying, he slashed out with his mountain-splitting sword, and the Mountain-Breaking Spiritual Technique turned into a slender sword light, which seemed to cut through the space and went straight towards Ouyang Yulin.
At this time, Ouyang Yulin, who had been seriously injured and his vitality was severely damaged, could not dodge in time, so he could only force up his protective aura, hoping to be able to kill Yang Junshan's sword just like the Taibai Golden Light Slash that had previously blocked Yan Qinxi and Yan Zhong.
The awn is also consumed in the Gang Qi.
The sword light was submerged in the protective aura, and the thin black thread seeping out of the blood was still winding towards the sword light. However, it had already broken apart before it could reach it. The protective aura that originally served as the difference between the true demon realm and the warrior realm
Qi was like paper in front of this sword light.
The slender sword light flashed past, and the blood-red protective aura shrank instantly, revealing Ouyang Yulin with a look of disbelief on his face, staring blankly at Yang Junshan, who was standing more than ten feet in front of him.
"Spirit, spirit weapon, you can actually control the spirit weapon!"
The mountain-splitting knife in Yang Junshan's hand disappeared instantly, and he said calmly: "Are you surprised that I can wield a spiritual weapon?"
"How is this possible, how is this possible!"
Ouyang Yulin murmured to himself, as if he was saying that it was impossible for a warrior-level monk to command a spiritual weapon, and it also seemed to be foreshadowing something.
A thin line of blood suddenly appeared from the tip of Ouyang Yulin's nose, and then quickly extended from top to bottom. Before the gushing blood dyed his whole body red, Ouyang Yulin's whole body split into two halves and fell to both sides.
A demon cultivator in the True Demon Realm, which is equivalent to a monk in the Real Real Realm, actually fell under the siege of a group of Martial Realm monks. In fact, even if Yang Junshan and others relied on the power of the treasure talisman, Ouyang Yulin had the power from the beginning to the end.
He had several opportunities to escape calmly, but he gave up all the time. From the beginning to the end, he never thought that he would fall into the hands of a few warrior-level monks, and ultimately it was his own fault.
He took off the storage bag from Ouyang Yulin's waist and burned his body with fire. When Yang Junshan turned around, he saw everyone looking at him with blank eyes.
"You guys, what's going on?" Yang Junshan was a little frightened by everyone's gaze and couldn't help but ask.
Yan Qinxi's huge eyes revealed a look of disbelief, and she asked blankly: "We killed a monk in the real realm?"
Ning Bin also said: "A real-life monk died like this. How is this possible? How is it possible?"
But Yan Zhong looked at Yang Junshan deeply and said: "Originally, I was still wondering how Yang Xiaoyou could refine the Feihong Bell and Hunyuan Hammer in such a short period of time, but now Yang Xiaoyou can even control the spiritual weapons.
Then two high-grade magical instruments are naturally out of the question."
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The second chapter is here. Everyone has worked so hard in April, so I have to work hard to update and reduce swelling in the autumn, and at the same time call for the guaranteed monthly pass in May.