The power of this spear reached the ultimate level that Wang Jian could achieve at this stage, and the air at the tip of the spear was affected by this.
The old demon of Black Mountain divided a part of the underworld. Although it is not the strongest force in the underworld, it is still one of the middle-ranking forces.
In order to divide the underworld, they fight endlessly, and they have rich fighting experience.
He was also clearly aware of the danger of this shot. Regardless of being surprised by this human being's fighting power, the mouth formed by the door opened wide, and a black energy shot out like an arrow.
This Yin Qi arrow looks inconspicuous, but the power contained in it is beyond imagination.
The air seemed to pause with the substantial Yin Qi, shooting into Wang Jian's chest.
Wang Jian was helpless. The arrow was too fast and he couldn't dodge it. Even if he dodge, his attack would be completely invisible. So he could only control the direction of the gun barrel and point the tip of the gun at the arrow.
In an instant, the gun barrel made a rapid buzzing sound that was deafening. Wang Jian's body could not help but tremble as if he had been struck by lightning.
His body paused slightly, and then he retreated crazily uncontrollably.
At the same time, the Yin Qi arrows also exploded, and the endless Yin Qi surged in all directions, stirring up a large amount of dust. Even the ruins of Lanruo Temple exploded, as if they had experienced a missile bombing.
In this wave of air, Yan Chixia grabbed a yellow long sword and chopped it down.
A series of slashes of sword energy fell on the head of the old Black Mountain demon. The head formed by the roof exploded, and a huge ravine wound appeared.
"Ah! Mortal, you are seeking death!"
The Black Mountain Old Demon roared, and its terrifying big mouth emitted a sound wave as it roared, roaring towards Yan Chixia.
At the same time, the surrounding ground was shaking, and countless rubbles rose from the ground, surrounding Yan Chixia like cannonballs.
Wang Jian stood firm, caught the wind and shadow, and shot away with lightning, smashing a stone with the tip of his spear, and approached Yan Chixia, who was surrounded and suppressed.
Yan Chixia is also a master. Although he has not made much progress in cultivating immortals, his martial arts cultivation at the master level is not much weaker than that of Wang Jian.
Although his combat effectiveness is somewhat inferior, the Taoist skills he possesses are much more destructive to demons and monsters than Wang Jian.
The most important thing is that he has many treasures in his hands.
The Xuanyuan Sword alone would make countless people envious, jealous, and hateful, and countless conspiracies would come to the fore if word spread about it.
Perhaps Yan Chixia's early death may have something to do with this Xuanyuan Sword.
In such a deadly battle, without any hindrance, Yan Chixia was obviously firing on all cylinders.
The yellow light on the Xuanyuan Sword was even worse, and there were vague sounds lingering around. The sword energy roared, stirring up the surrounding areas, and rocks exploded wherever it passed.
Even the head of the old Black Mountain demon was attacked by the sword energy, leaving scars all over.
The moment the sonic attack came, Xuanyuan Sword suddenly erupted with yellow light, inspiring a terrifying sword energy and piercing the Black Mountain Old Demon from the center of the sonic wave.
"Ah! What is this?"
The old demon from Montenegro exclaimed. The eyes formed by the two windows actually showed signs of closing, as if they had been hit by the yellow light and suffered some damage.
At this moment, Wang Jian also came with a gun, starting a prairie fire with hundreds of blows, frantically destroying the rocks everywhere.
Taking advantage of the moment when the old demon was stimulated by the light of the Xuanyuan Sword and his attack was blocked, he sprinted through the rubble with his spear in hand.
The two-part gun intent and endless killing intent made his hair stand on end, and the terrifying aura exuding from his body was not even inferior to the old demon from Montenegro.
The scary thing about the Black Mountain Old Demon lies in his size and some weird methods.
Wang Jian considers himself to be no inferior to others, and he won't be afraid of a one-on-one challenge.
The tip of the spear penetrated the wall, and the black yin energy in the hole shot out everywhere, as if it had been deflated.
"court death!"
The old demon of Heishan was really angry. On the one hand, he was frightened by Yan Chixia's Xuanyuan Sword. Fortunately, the sound wave was strong enough and he could withstand the sword energy of Xuanyuan Sword.
But Wang Jian actually penetrated the wall directly. This terrifying destructive power even traumatized his Yinshen.
The old demon was so angry that his Yin Qi completely exploded and swept towards the two of them overwhelmingly.
This Yin Qi is extremely cold, but the corrosive power within it is terrifying.
Yan Chixia's expression changed, and she quickly retreated while holding the Xuanyuan Sword.
But instead of retreating, Wang Jian's whole body was boiling with true energy, his blood was gushing out, and a terrifying aura was brewing in his body, emitting terrifying heat like a furnace.
This heat actually resisted the erosion of these Yin Qi, unable to make any progress.
Although Wang Jian's Qi and blood are fierce, it is impossible to resist with Qi and blood alone.
How could he have reached such a situation if his second spear intention hadn't been stimulated, making his whole body extremely powerful and mentally violent.
Normally, it would be okay to retreat at this time, but he is a warrior, and long-range attacks are not his advantage. Once he distances himself and gets closer, it will be troublesome.
The head made of the abandoned palace of Lanruo Temple by the old demon from Montenegro looks terrifying, but in fact it is a waste of his greatest advantage.
Yin Shen's distraction can be transformed tangibly or intangibly at will, which is comparable to the invisibility technique of the ghost general who had a fierce battle with Wang Jian before, but it does not require any waste of mana.
Of course, when it is invisible, it can be easily detected by mental scanning, but it is difficult to control the aura on the body without special techniques.
But as a pure Yin Shen, you can move flexibly without so many restrictions.
It's not like today, when one's Yinshen is restricted to the head, and one's movements are blocked, making him a passive target.
If you don't take advantage of this opportunity to fight more, try to severely injure or even kill the opponent, otherwise it may cause trouble if the opponent notices you.
"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the universe is borrowed from the law!"
Sure enough, Yan Chixia still attacked forcefully after retreating, and her combat effectiveness was not affected at all.
But the Black Mountain Old Demon can divide the underworld, so how can it be so easy to deal with.
The Yin Qi blocked by Qi and blood suddenly formed a black palm and grabbed it towards Wang Jian.
Although this palm was not close, the aura in it made the blood in Wang Jian's body stagnant, and the surrounding temperature plummeted by dozens of degrees.
Wang Jian's heart trembled wildly, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have underestimated this old Black Mountain demon.
This is just a distraction. If we were in the underworld and were fighting to the death with the old Black Mountain monster, we still don't know who would win.
He put away his thoughts and circulated his true energy and blood crazily. The Zhang Er spear in his hand suddenly erupted with a buzzing sound, and a fierce roar that ripped through the air came out.
The tip of the spear pierced the palm of Yin Qi's hand, like a rainbow piercing the sun, hissing the sky and splitting the earth.
This spear didn't have that many moves, and it didn't have many movement skills, but the determination and sharpness that broke through the sky shocked even Yan Chixia who was not far away.
boom!
The tip of the spear pierced the palm of his hand, everything seemed to have stopped, but the roar came out first.
Then, the long spear was distorted by the pressure, forming an astonishing arc as if it would break at any time.