Suddenly he swung his sword, and dozens of rays of sword light were emitted. The silver light exploded in the black mist, and the pitiful screams and wails of countless ghosts suddenly sounded.
Han Yi moved his feet and flew out. With a squeak, the ghosts around him rushed towards him, like swarms of wasps.
A layer of silver light lit up on itself, and the power of thunder isolated the influence of the black mist on him, and the cold feeling disappeared. The ghosts were afraid of the power of thunder and did not dare to approach, so they could only roar from a distance.
"How dare you call it a hundred ghosts' night march when you release these low-level brats?" Han Yi sneered loudly while waving his sword.
"Zi Kui, go ahead." A sneer appeared at the corner of Yaksha's lips.
"clear."
The corpse chief disappeared in a flash, hissing and hissing, a sharp sound spread, and the ghosts immediately retreated.
At the same time, some ghosts hidden deep in the black mist emerged one after another, appearing in the field of vision of Han Yi's insightful eye.
The stern body of white bones was wrapped in the thick black mist, taking on the shape of a human. Thousands of them surrounded Han Yi.
The skeleton's jaw opened and closed, making a clicking sound. As soon as the bones appeared, they flew toward Han Yi at a terrifying speed, even surpassing that of ordinary late-stage Lingzong monks.
The black mist surged, and several white bones suddenly appeared next to Han Yi. Sharp fingers and claws stabbed from Han Yi's front, back, left and right, carrying a fatal danger.
Han Yi sneered. If it was a quarter of an hour ago, it would have been impossible for him to block such a fierce and intensive attack, but it was different now. The condensation of the third Kui Dragon Mark caused his strength to skyrocket, his defense power to surge, and his reaction ability to rise sharply.
skyrocketing...
The Kui Dragon Technique moved, and the three Kui Dragon patterns were activated. A touch of gold appeared under the black skin. The red-gold blood in the veins was like boiling lava, and the violent power awakened. Han Yi turned around and swung his sword, and the Lei Xiao Sword was struck by the terrifying power.
With the blessing, those bones were cut in half in an instant.
Those white bones didn't even know what happened. They just felt that their eyes were blurred and their bodies were broken. Han Yi stepped on them and crushed the heads of those white bones. Black mist escaped from those broken white bones and merged into the surrounding darkness.
The evil spirit in Han Yi's body let out a restless scream, and the evil spirit showed a strong desire for the energy in Bai Gu's body.
With a slight movement in his heart, Han Yi made a seal, and the evil energy condensed on his arm to form a small black snake. At this moment, the body of the little snake condensed like a solid body, and the black snake scales on its body were clearly visible.
"Hiss." The little snake hissed.
"Do you want to swallow the energy in the bodies of those bones?"
"Hiss." The evil spirit nodded.
"Then do you have any way to deal with them?"
"Hiss."
"Okay, if that's the case, then go ahead and remember not to be too greedy."
The evil spirit hissed again, shot out from Han Yi's arm, and disappeared into the black mist. Click, click, the bones and skeletons still rushed towards Han Yi. Han Yi's face was expressionless, and there were three flashes of light.
The figures rushed out at the same time.
Boom, boom, boom, white bones shattered under Han Yi's long sword. The sword in his hand was like a swimming snake. Every time he struck, the angle was extremely cunning, and it carried violent and terrifying power.
, those bones can't even block a sword.
At a certain moment, a black figure suddenly rushed out of the black fog, only as tall as Han Yi's shoulders. Half of the shadow's body was rotten, and half of its body was withered. He held a small fist and slammed into Han Yi's face. The speed was incredibly fast.
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Han Yi was unable to react for a moment. The small fist magnified in his eyes, and with great force, he was shot backwards. He took more than ten steps back before he could stabilize his body.
Phew, the air roared behind him, and a fist struck. Han Yi felt awe-struck in his heart. The strength of the corpse leader can be compared to that of a monk in the spirit general stage. This battle is an extremely important exercise for him. Although these ghosts' fighting styles and spiritual cultivation
They are constantly changing, but they both belong to the same realm and have some things in common, such as the control of power, the energy intensity of the body, and the skills in combat.
He had just stabilized his body and had no energy left to dodge or block, when another punch landed on his back.
This time, it was no longer pure power, but the spiritual power of darkness rushed into his body, wreaking havoc and destruction. The Luo Shen Jue was immediately angered, and the operating frequencies of the Thunder Seven Kills Jue and the Dragon Elephant Tyrant Body Jue were forcibly synchronized.
, the white spiritual power rushed towards those dark spiritual powers, and the two spiritual powers started fighting in his body.
"Pfft." Han Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood, rolled his body in the distance and stood up again.
The shadow of a black fist appeared, the skeleton head of the corpse leader tilted its head like an innocent child, and the fist struck at a faster speed.
Han Yi's head buzzed, and his ears felt like there were millions of thunders roaring. He lightened his body and flew into the distance. Blood spurted out from his nose and mouth.
The corpse leader maintained his punching posture, with black mist lingering around his fists, without any powerful momentum coming out.
Han Yi smiled bitterly in the air. Is this the strength of the spirit general? He is really terrifyingly powerful. Even if he has condensed the third Kui Dragon Mark now, he still cannot compete. Once the opponent uses his spiritual power, he will only be beaten passively.
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Whoosh, two clones flew to Han Yi's side, trying to catch his body. However, the moment their arms touched Han Yi, uncontrollable power surged out, and the two clones exploded unbearably.
Han Yi hit the stone wall and spurted out another mouthful of blood. He struggled to stand up and looked at the corpse from a distance.
"Really, it turned out that it was an accident that I was able to kill that iron corpse. Otherwise, if he had exploded with all his strength, I wouldn't have been able to resist at all."
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the injuries in his body healed quickly under the dual effects of Luo Shen Jue and Kui Long Jue. The dark spiritual power that rushed into his body had been swallowed up and assimilated by Luo Shen Jue, and turned into the spiritual essence in his Dantian.
Nutrients to replenish the spiritual power consumed during the long and fierce battle.
The Eye of Insight looked at the corpse leader hidden in the black mist, and waves of extremely dangerous feelings surged in his mind. Although his physical strength has exceeded one million kilograms, his speed is still far compared to the existence of the spiritual general.
The difference was that he couldn't resist those terrible attacks.
Even if the Eye of Insight sees the trajectory of Zhikui's attack, it cannot change the outcome.
"Is this the strength that exists in the spirit general period?" Han Yi smiled bitterly, and a bunch of dark and deep eyes flashed in his mind. They were as beautiful as the sea. Yunli, that woman ruined Han Yi's future and indirectly caused his death.
Li Mo said that her cultivation had reached the middle stage of the spiritual general stage, and her strength was even more terrifying.
Thinking about these, Han Yi felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, but soon he shook his head vigorously to dispel the things that came out involuntarily. He had already experienced it once, no, he had experienced it for most of his life, on earth.
Every day, he will be wrapped up in the feeling of powerlessness. Without power, he can only live humblely, unable to change anything, and unable to protect the girl he likes.
He hates that feeling, so he doesn't want to experience it again.
"Damn it, I'm going to have to fight tooth and nail."
Han Yi spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, calmed down, and had no thoughts. He quickly recalled the second form of the Thunder Breaking Sky Sword to break the mystery. Every route of spiritual power was clearly visible in his mind, just like he was.
I have practiced it a thousand times and ten thousand times.
The routes for the movement of spiritual power have evolved on the basis of Shiki Po Zhan, from simple to complex, from the original dozens of routes to hundreds of routes, which has doubled many times.
Han Yi operated according to those routes, and the spiritual power of the thunder attribute condensed on the Leixiao Sword and circulated rapidly. The inexplicable light threads were tangled and intertwined, forming complex thunder patterns in an instant. The thunder light on the sword
Flashing, silver thunder crackling and beating, as solid as substance.
Under tremendous pressure, he actually once again entered the state he was in when he was practicing the first form of breaking the war in the Lingfu training room, and completed the condensation of the second form of breaking the mystery without any hindrance.
The Lei Xiao Sword in his hand made a clear sound, and the entire long sword began to beat, as if it was completely alive. The violent power continued to increase, and the spiritual energy in Han Yi's body suddenly transpired, turning into a rich silver spirit.
Power is injected into the Thunder Sky Sword, and the fine lightning arcs become as thick as a finger, exuding an aura that makes all ghosts fearful.
The corpse chief in the distance felt his heart skip a beat, and the green flames in the skull's eye sockets shook violently.
"Haha, it seems to be interesting."
The girl's voice sounded softly, and the black mist gathered around her body, turning into dozens of hands growing out of her body and dancing wildly in the air.
"Second style of breaking the mystery." As soon as Shikui finished that, he heard Han Yi's roar.
A ray of silver light tore through the black mist and rushed towards the face. The thunder annihilated the power of darkness. The light occupied most of the underworld. The other side was as dark as ink. The black mist behind the corpse leader was still surging.
The black fog dissipated, and Han Yi looked at the image of the corpse leader at this moment. There was no sadness, no joy, and no fear in his eyes. He hated the feeling of powerlessness, so he also wanted to erase the fear in his heart. Only by being fearless could he get what he wanted.
Whatever you want, get the power you want.
Dozens of pitch-black tentacles danced behind the corpse chief, like ferocious ghosts from hell, with an evil aura. The black mist dissipated, and she could clearly see Han Yichu's attack.
The dozens of meters long silver sword light struck with a power that was like the creation of the world, and countless thunderbolts shone with dazzling light. This blow exhausted all the spiritual power in Han Yi's body, but it also brought him enough surprises.
The sword glow contained a dragon-like will, which was domineering, arrogant, and fearless. The body of the corpse leader was stagnant, as if there was some force hindering her actions, making it impossible for her to dodge and could only confront it head-on.
"Space Lock."
The corpse leader was horrified. He immediately put his hands together, all the black tentacles extended at the same time, and violent energy fluctuations were released without reservation.
Facing such a powerful attack from Han Yi, Zhikui finally started to take it seriously.
Black patterns emerged on each tentacle, and those tentacles intertwined counterclockwise, outlining the outline of an eye. Black mist surged in the eye socket and slowly rotated.