Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth release Yaya
The three-inch long red sword turned into a three-meter giant, sprayed out flames, and turned into a giant bird. The flames were blazing, and the terrible high temperature distorted the surrounding air.
The giant flame bird came to life, and the red sword inside contained murderous intent.
The eyes of countless people below flickered. The magic weapon of the Shinto monk actually has such incredible functions!
"Death!" The Shinto master took action, looked at Bai Yang and smiled ferociously, stretched out his finger, and the giant flaming bird flew across the sky and roared towards Bai Yang.
Bai Yang has a weird expression? Fire? Are you actually playing with fire in front of me?
Grinning, in full view of everyone, Bai Yang stretched out his right hand with his fingers spread wide. He ignored the flying giant flaming bird and pointed it at the real Shinto monk from a distance.
What is he doing?
Almost everyone had doubts in their minds when they saw this scene. Could it be that they were frightened?
Facing Bai Yang's palm facing him from afar, for some reason, the Shinto monk who took action felt his heart tighten and had a bad feeling.
Facing each other in the distance, Bai Yang's open hand suddenly turned into a fist.
The next moment, there was only a roaring sound, and the Shinto real man burst into flames. Suddenly, terrifying red flames appeared around his body, covering him like a small sun.
The flames rose. The temperature of the red flame was too high. A fireball with a diameter of five meters enveloped the opponent. The surrounding air was distorted. The terrible high temperature caused the surface of the Bibo River below to boil.
"What kind of flame is that? The temperature is so terrifying?"
"Is it on fire? That guy is on fire by himself?"
Countless people were startled, and then expressed strange expressions. He made a giant flaming bird by himself, but then it ignited? What happened...
"No!"
Enshrouded in the air by Bai Yang's supernatural flames, the Shinto monk let out a rapid but brief roar of despair.
Then, then he was gone, his whole body was gone, he was burned to ashes, nothing was left, he died before the Yin Shen even had time to leave his body, he died so neatly!
All the Yin gods were burned to death and their souls were scattered!
The body of a Shinto monk is very fragile. In front of Bai Yang's supernatural flames, how can he not die if he is calculated mentally but not intentionally?
Seeing this scene, everyone looked at Bai Yang again, no longer as dismissive as before. The flames were so scary. Moreover, how did the problem arise? There was no energy fluctuation. Could it be a special spell?
At this moment, everyone thought of the scene of Bai Yang flying in, and realized that he was also a Shinto monk!
Shinto monks are synonymous with weirdness and power.
Sure enough, no Shinto monk in the world is simple.
After the man was killed, the giant flaming bird flying towards Baiyang collapsed instantly because it lost its master's urging. The three-meter giant sword instantly shrunk to three inches in size and fell to the ground.
The magic weapon of a Shinto monk, when activated by the mind, naturally has no magical performance after the death of its owner.
If you want to kill my cat, no one can save you, huh!
The enemy turned into ashes, and Bai Yang snorted in his heart. He wouldn't be so angry if he tried to attack him, but he couldn't kill his cat. He was very protective of his cat.
Bai Yang was sitting on the city wall, stretched out his hand, and a three-inch long red sword flew towards him and was caught in his hand.
The three-inch small sword is red in color and looks like it is made of polished red crystal. It is quite heavy in the hand. Through the nearly transparent sword body, you can see the complex patterns of countless intertwined threads inside the sword body, which makes people dizzy.
, Bai Yang knew that it was the formation engraved in this Shinto magic weapon.
The magic weapon of a Shinto monk can be called a magic weapon because it has miraculous performance because of the formation engraved on it. Otherwise, it is just an ordinary artifact.
Bai Yang raised his eyebrows as he tried to penetrate the power of his mind into the small sword.
He clearly felt that his mental power was absorbed by the formation in the little sword. His mental power was like a key that opened the little sword. The texture of the formation inside flashed, and the little sword actually swelled in the wind and changed.
It became a three-meter giant.
In fact, the formation in the small sword was still absorbing his mental power. The next moment, rolling flames rose from the sword, turning into a giant flaming bird and soaring into the sky.
Bai Yang grinned as he looked at the giant flame bird hovering above his head.
This is the magic weapon of the Shinto monks. This is the magic weapon of the Shinto monks. It can actually be activated by the power of mental thoughts. In the words of the Shinto monks, it is the power of the soul and the power of the underworld.
As the small sword was activated, Bai Yang could clearly feel that his mental power was being consumed. If his consciousness sank into his mind, he could feel that the energy in his Yin Shen body was mysteriously disappearing, and he gradually became weaker.
But Bai Yang's Yin Shen is so powerful that this consumption is simply insignificant.
"Mo Yuanchi's blood-patterned sword is just a semi-finished product, with no abnormal behavior at all. The two chains are just for restraining strange beasts and have no other functions. This small sword is the real magic weapon.
, the magic weapon of the Shinto monks is now mine!"
The power of his mind moved the sword, and Bai Yang moved his fingers like an arm, without feeling that this was someone else's thing and he couldn't use it.
Also, although it is someone else's thing, the Shinto monk's magic weapon may have a claim to its owner, but the owner is dead, so of course the thing without an owner belongs to him.
With a thought, the giant flame bird disappeared, and the three-meter giant sword shrank into three inches and fell into Bai Yang's hand. Holding the small sword, Bai Yang rubbed his scalp and scratched his head with the small sword, looking at the people outside the city with a strange smile on his face.
A Shinto master brought a magic weapon to himself. So, there are so many people outside, more than a thousand, excluding 50% of the parallel imports, and the others are all famous people. If they are all killed,
How many good things will you leave for yourself?
Bai Yang's heart is moved!
Outside the city wall, Bai Yang killed the Shinto monk in an instant. Before people could react, they saw Bai Yang's strange look in his eyes. For some reason, everyone was upset.
No matter how I looked at them, I felt that Bai Yang's eyes were so frightened that he seemed to regard them as fat sheep.
"Heh..., I'm quite capable, but have you figured out how to die?"
At this time, the Ghost King True Lord in the black cloud spoke again, his voice full of teasing.
Bai Yang's eyes suddenly became bright, and he looked at the black cloud. Yes, a Shinto monk in the real realm brought himself such a magic weapon, but what about this real king? There must be more good things.
Kill him. None of the Blood Lotus Cult has any good things anyway. After killing him, his things will be mine!
"Death? No, no, no, you, a guy who doesn't even dare to show his face, can't kill me. Hey, what, let's discuss it?" Bai Yang looked at the black cloud and said with a smile.
"Oh? Discuss? Haha, are you afraid? That's fine, it's not impossible to discuss. I can give you two ways. First, join the Blood Lotus Religion and obey my orders. I will keep you as the leader among thousands of people.
, Second, I will kill you, capture your Yin Shen, and refine you into a puppet evil ghost for me to drive," the Ghost King Zhenjun said jokingly.
"No, what I mean is, can you please stop damaging my things later?" Bai Yang looked at the black cloud and shook his head.
"What's yours? What's yours?" Ghost King Zhenjun didn't react. What a mess.
Bai Yang smiled without explaining anything, and turned to look at the others, scanning the entire audience, especially staying for a moment on Luo Guangyuan and Yu Cangsong.
Bai Yang stood up, stood on the city wall, squinted at everyone and said: "I know the purpose of your coming here. Dragon Veins turned over, and everyone found here to get the treasures bred by Dragon Veins. But, this is my home, this is my home
, this is my home, important things must be said three times!"
"Come to my house to rob something? What's the difference between this and a robber? People are all greedy. I understand this and understand your feelings, but again, this is my home! If you want to rob my house, you have to do it right.
Prepare to be killed!"
"Now, I will give you a chance. If you want to leave, you can leave. If you don't leave and want to continue to come to my house to grab things, don't blame me for being rude. When the time comes, everyone will be dead. Don't say I didn't give you a chance!"
Bai Yang said these words and gave an ultimatum to the people outside.
He should be polite first and then fight. He doesn't want to cause trouble, but he is not afraid of trouble when it comes!
No one spoke, and no one left, even after seeing Bai Yang's previous methods.
Who are you scaring? Yes, you Bai Yang is powerful, but so what, there are so many people outside, the worst ones are samurai, masters in the master realm, there are more than a hundred Shinto masters, and there are tons of martial arts masters
, there are still two great masters and a true king holding the battle, what are we afraid of?
This valley is doomed, Juebi is doomed, and when the time comes to fish in troubled waters, maybe we can still drink some soup, let’s go? You want to scare us away with just a few words? No way!
Seeing everyone's silence, Bai Yang smiled and didn't care. If you don't leave, you are seeking death.
Raising his head, Bai Yang looked at Yu Cangsong, narrowed his eyes and said: "Senior Yu, I know your granddaughter Yu Feifeng. Although the relationship is not very good, we know each other after all. So, you go. Really, I advise you to leave quickly."
go"
Hearing Bai Yang's words, Yu Cangsong raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said nothing. Obviously, he could not give up the treasure bred by the dragon's veins.
Everyone below looked at Bai Yang strangely, this guy actually threatened a great master?
Bai Yang said nothing more. Since Yu Cangsong insisted and asked for it, it's not like he didn't give you a chance.
Standing on the city wall, Bai Yang glanced at everyone. A group of evil guests came to the door. You deserve to be killed. Yu Cangsong, I gave you a chance. Luo Guangyuan? They are just rebels. They have caused misery to all living beings. Death is not a pity. True King of Ghosts? Blood Lotus.
Those who teach deserve to die!
With a sneer, Bai Yang nodded, hugged Yaya who was looking down at the tablet on his shoulder, patted her butt, pointed at the people outside the city and said coldly: "Yaya, kill them for me.
,Kill everyone who can be killed!"
Yaya was very unhappy when Bai Yang interrupted her to watch cartoons. She raised her head, glanced at Bai Yang with her big black eyes, and made two beeps to express her dissatisfaction.
Then, Yaya, who looked like a porcelain doll, looked at everyone outside the city wall.
Yaya is very beautiful, as cute as a porcelain doll, but when the people below face her beautiful eyes, they all feel cold for some reason!
Subconsciously, except for a few, the hair on everyone's body stood up.
Weird and scary.
But why is this happening?
She is still just a child...
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