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Chapter 280 The Fall of the Golden Spirit

Han Yi looked up at the golden light that had been weakened by the thunderball to a size of only more than ten meters, and the horror in his eyes was undoubtedly evident. Such a golden sword light could actually break through the ice wall condensed by the extreme ice. You must know that it was

A defense that even spiritual general stage monks cannot break through.

The red-gold blood in his body became hotter and hotter, and his heart beat fiercely. Han Yi covered his chest, his face turned pale. A sharp pain suddenly came from his heart, as if something was trying to tear his heart open and escape.

Same thing.

"Roar..." The dragon's roar burst out of its body and soared into the sky, echoing throughout the cave.

The expression of the golden spirit envoy in the distance suddenly changed, unbelievable.

Han Yi struggled on the ground in pain. The armor condensed on his body began to tremble as if he had encountered some terrible presence. Finally, he could no longer withstand the pressure that was constantly escaping from Han Yi's body, and it collapsed into evil energy and disappeared.

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"Ah...ah..." Han Yi gritted his teeth tightly, squeezing out a suppressed cry of pain from between his teeth.

Kaka, kaka, a black scale grew out from the left side of his forehead, followed by a second, third, and fourth scale... Soon those scales spread to him

His left hand, his entire palm turned into sharp claws, extremely sharp.

The clothes on her chest were stretched open, Xiaoyou poked her head out, and frowned tightly when she saw Han Yi's appearance.

"Half-dragon transformation."

Everything was completed in the blink of an eye. Han Yi stood up from the ground and roared, the dragon's roar shaking the sky.

At this moment, the Xuanshui boundary wall was broken through by golden light. Han Yi shot out, and a deep pit exploded on the ground under his feet. The dragon claw of his left hand grabbed the golden light, the dragon scales tightened, and the golden light exploded directly.

Whoosh, whoosh, he waved his claws in the air, and the ice walls that had been penetrated by the golden light but had not yet been broken all fell apart, and ice shards flew into the sky.

He fell to the ground, and his left hand grew several times thicker, bursting through his sleeves, and hanging down to his ankle. The knee of his left foot was bent backwards, covered with black dragon scales, and the sole of his foot gripped the ground powerfully, with sharp nails.

He looks like a monster now.

"It is indeed the blood of the dragon clan." The golden spirit envoy's face was extremely solemn, and he raised the top-level spiritual weapon in his hand in front of his chest, with a look of determination in his eyes.

"I am now more and more convinced that you are the hope for the future of the Han family. For those hopes, I am willing to be your guide."

He formed a sword technique with his left hand and traced it across the sword. The golden sword floated into the air, all the patterns on the weapon lit up, and the light surged.

"Golden Spirit Technique, Sword Controlling Technique, Shadow Transformation."

Golden flames lit up the Golden Spirit Envoy's body, and he actually burned his spiritual power. You can imagine how terrifying this blow was.

He raised his hand and pointed, and the golden sword trembled, whirring, whirring, whirring... hundreds of golden lights shot out, condensing into hundreds of illusory sword shadows in the air, looming.

"Kill." The golden spirit envoy roared, and the sword shadow suddenly shot out overwhelmingly, piercing the air and letting out a roar.

Han Yi's golden pupils showed no change, and he rushed towards the sword shadows without dodging. The dragon's claws rose and fell, and the sword shadows shattered.

He held the dragon claw empty, and blue-purple lightning jumped out, condensing into a thunder blade more than five meters long. Whoops, the thunder blade swept across, more than a dozen sword shadows were cut off, and the arc was fired, and the broken sword shadow exploded.

Come on.

The Golden Spirit Envoy looked at Han Yi rushing towards him, and twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile. The golden sword hanging in front of him suddenly let out a mournful cry, and it flew around the Golden Spirit Envoy, and the sound of the sword sounded like a low cry.

"It doesn't matter, you will have a new master in the future." The golden spirit envoy raised his hand and stroked the golden sword gently, "Look, how majestic and powerful he is. If you follow him, you will definitely return to the glory of the past."

"Come, let me see your power for the last time."

"bite......"

The golden sword trembled and flew high in the air. Strange changes occurred on the slender sword. The weapon patterns seemed to come alive. They took turns moving towards the sword where the hilt was, and in the blink of an eye they were all submerged in it.

Phew, the golden sword stopped in the air, the sword body was as smooth as a mirror, the sword wheel on the hilt shone like the sun, and a golden light flashed in the air.

Han Yi, who was advancing forward, bumped into something with a bang, and his blood surged. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, five huge transparent golden swords came together to form a cage, trapping him in it. A powerful force

Power came from five directions, completely imprisoning him and unable to move.

"How is it possible with the Wheel-killing Sword? How could this thing appear here?" Zhao Tianji shouted in shock in Han Yi's sea of ​​consciousness space.

Even Xiao You was stunned when he saw this scene. He also knew that the golden sword was something that should have been legendary.

"The Han family, are they the descendants of that one? But how could they have fallen so low?"

The golden sword in the air suddenly disappeared, and a terrifying sense of crisis surged out of Han Yi's mind. It was the feeling of approaching death, like the god of death staring across the underworld, and the darkness spread endlessly in an unknown place.

A golden sword light dozens of meters in size slashed horizontally, with cold light overflowing. Han Yi roared crazily, and the Longhua state was further advanced. Black dragon scales quickly grew on the right half of his body, his knees were bent, and his arms were huge.

Transformed, the claws are terrifying.

Click, click, click, the strength that restrained him around him was forcibly broken, two dragon claws were swung out together, boom, the sword light exploded, and the golden sword's blade cut on the dragon scales and sparks flew everywhere. Han

Yi actually grabbed the golden sword. After transforming into a half-dragon, his physical strength increased several times. Now he might be able to break the defense of the Spirit King Stage monks with one punch.

He grabbed the golden sword, and with a sudden force, the sword bent instantly. The golden sword trembled violently. Seeing this scene, the Jin Lingshi's face changed greatly, and he came to Han Yi in a flash.

"No."

Jin Lingshi pointed out, and the golden beam of light pierced Han Yi's eyes. Han Yi blocked with his right claw, and the golden sword seized the opportunity to explode with all its power, breaking free from the shackles of the dragon's claw.

After transforming into a half-dragon, Han Yi also gave up his control of the golden sword. With sudden force under his feet, he stabbed out quickly with his left claw.

laugh......

"puff."

The Golden Spirit Envoy could not avoid Han Yi's dragon claws at all. After Han Yi transformed into a half-dragon, he was far better than a spiritual cultivator in close combat. Even a spiritual king-level cultivator had no chance of winning against him at this time.

The bright red heart was beating slightly in the dragon's claws, and four thick blood vessels were stretched and connected to the inside of the golden spirit envoy's body, with blood dripping down.

"As expected of the blood of the dragon clan, he can actually explode with such terrifying speed and power in his half-dragon state. Not even the golden elf clothes can withstand it at all."

Jin Lingshi lowered his head and looked at his chest, his eyes full of admiration, but there was no fear or surprise of death at all.

The golden sword flew to the side of the golden spirit envoy, screaming loudly, and the golden light flashed crazily.

"Don't be sad for me. People like us have existed for this moment from the beginning." He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the spine of the golden sword. "Pfft." He vomited suddenly.

The blood and breath quickly withered away.


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