Kah! Kah! Kah! Under the pressure of the magical power of the Galaxy Sky Map, the sound of squeezing and breaking came from the void. A stream of stars fell down first, and the long starlight was instantly dazzling. Song Zheng could not see everything around him for a while.
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But he didn't need to see it. He bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood, which he sprinkled on his thunder screen. The blood activated the "Blood Thunderbolt", further strengthening the thunder screen!
He faced the thunder curtain, his footsteps were thunderous, and the three rivers turned into rivers of thunder. The blue thunder light flashed, resisting the river of stars, and naturally gained the upper hand with three against one.
Jueming hummed softly, and twelve galaxies fell together. Song Zheng suddenly felt as heavy as if he was carrying the entire sky!
Click! His feet sank deep into the ground, reaching his knees in an instant.
But he roared loudly, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and with the help of the power of the blood thunderbolt, he stood up and struck the sky with the ancient Tianguang sword!
Swish——
A bright sword light, like the first light of dawn piercing the darkness, actually opened the blockade of twelve galaxies!
Jue Ming was shocked: "This is impossible!"
Jue Wu, who was holding the battle at the back, also became serious and opened his mouth: "What kind of sword technique is this?"
Twelve galaxies suppressed it, even if it faced the realm of Mingjian, it was still capable of fighting. Song Zheng opened the blockade with a knife, but there was only a very narrow gap, and it disappeared in a flash.
But Song Zheng seized this opportunity and jumped out - he was born in the Wolf Barracks, and he knew very well that on the battlefield, opportunities are fleeting, and if you fail to grasp them once, you will be doomed!
Bang! The blockade of the twelve galaxies behind him closed again, just like two large iron doors slamming shut. If Song Zheng had been slower, he would have been squeezed into a meat pie by the twelve galaxies on the spot.
After rushing out, Song Zheng once again held the knife on his waist and made a gesture of drawing the knife to strike.
Jue Wu quickly shouted from behind: "Be careful, it's this knife!"
Without his need to remind him, Jueming's eyes suddenly turned into a dark darkness, deep and far away. It softly spit out a syllable, and suddenly the whole world suddenly howled with a sinister wind and became filled with ghostly aura.
Song Zheng was obviously affected by this unexpected blow, his actions were affected, and he was sluggish for a moment!
Jueming sneered, and the masters competed. This brief sluggishness was fatal. It quietly stretched out a claw and went straight to Song Zheng's chest. He wanted to grab Song Zheng's hot-blooded heart, but when it might fall into his claws,
That heart will still beat twice.
Click!
A bolt of thunder suddenly appeared, and the three thunder rivers had condensed into a thunder rope at some point, entangled Jueming's claw, and extended towards its shoulder. The speed was extremely fast, and by the time it reached its shoulder
When it came up, Leisuo raised his head fiercely and hit it in the face!
Jue Ming was taken aback and roared: "You're cheating!"
Its other claw suddenly turned into a pale golden color and grabbed Lei Suo.
The "demon words that deceive the soul" just now, if it were the last imperial edict, Song Zheng would really be helpless. But now that he has practiced "Ancient God Refining", his soul has become extremely solid and has reached the realm of "internal illumination".
This kind of "demonstration that deceives the soul" with insufficient heat was not a problem, so he set a trap and almost injured Jue Ming.
Leisuo bombed, but there was obviously a high-level magic weapon on Jueming's claw, emitting golden light, which forcibly suppressed the thunder of the three thunder rivers!
Jueming roared: "Your level is too low, you are no match for this prince!"
"Prince?" Song Zheng muttered, and the front end of the Leisuo suddenly "bloomed", and a brilliant silver spear jumped out of it.
boom!
Jue Ming was so shocked that he was forced to let go. The brilliant silver spear looked ordinary, but it had amazing power and momentum. When it hit the air, Jue Ming had to put all twelve galaxies in front of him before he could resist it. The shot was saved.
Big beads of sweat fell down from Song Zheng's head.
This is Helianlie’s iron-smelting silver spear!
This ordinary iron gun, warmed and nurtured by Helian Lie, was almost at the level of a spiritual treasure. It suddenly appeared and killed Jue Ming by surprise. But Jue Jue Ming's realm was indeed much higher, and it just relied on its strong strength to resist it. Song Zheng's attack.
Song Zheng's control of the iron-smelting silver spear was not only unable to exert its full power, but was also beyond his capabilities. In a short period of time, it was almost unbearable.
Once he lost all his strength, Jueming immediately counterattacked, and the twelve galaxies struck and bombed him repeatedly, suppressing the iron-smelting silver spear.
With a whistle from his mouth, the two huge skin bags on both sides of the giant elephant's saddle suddenly opened, and a group of weird fools flew out from inside.
These bugs looked like ladybugs, but their shells exuded a metallic luster, like small steel pellets. They formed various formations as they whistled, and rushed towards Song Zheng fiercely.
Song Zheng responded with three thunder rivers, but these fools were very powerful and managed to break through the blockade of Lei River, only losing 10%.
The remaining beasts collided with Song Zheng with a buzzing sound, like a huge iron fist, knocking him out hundreds of feet and breaking more than a dozen big trees.
Jue Ming sneered, and Mang Chong formed a "giant sword", lifted it up, and broke into the forest.
Song Zheng still fell in a pile of broken wood and struggled several times but could not stand up. But it would not take it lightly anymore. This little thief had just tricked it.
Twelve galaxies condensed into twelve starlight long ropes, which firmly trapped Song Zheng, and then lifted him up in the air.
Zhao Xiao and Shi Yi were blocked by Juewu sneer from behind.
Jueming was still a little wary. It stretched out its claws, the light golden claws flickering, and slowly pressed it on Song Zheng's chest.
Through the light golden magic weapon, it felt the beating of Song Zheng's heart. It laughed, exerted force, and with a snort, its claws pierced the leather armor, penetrated his chest, and was about to catch his heart. .
But just when it thought that Song Zheng was bound to die, Song Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and spat out a spiritual talisman. At such a close distance, the spiritual talisman hit it in the face with a snap.
boom!
A cloud of gray mist erupted from the spirit-circling talisman, covering its whole body, and then two more clouds of mist rushed out one after another. There was a terrible pulling force in these mist, and there was actually a faint... The tendency to pull its soul out of its demonic body!
Jueming was shocked, and at the same time he cursed in his heart: The thief is so cunning, he has endured it to this point!
It grabbed it, but failed to catch Song Zheng's heart, leaving only a big bloody hole on his chest!
It quickly retreated, roared wildly, and launched with all its strength. The twelve galaxies were retracted, forcing the first gray mist away. However, this gray mist can absorb the soul of a seventh-level desolate beast. From the perspective of the soul, it is absolutely Ming is obviously not as good as the seventh-level desolate beast.