The sword technique in Dugu Yiming's hand flashed, and he felt a bit of pride in his heart as he looked at the four Qi-Blood Demonic Swords that contained sharp power.
This set of Four Elephants Sword Formation is at the same level as the Three Talents Sword Formation. Originally, only Nascent Soul stage monks could activate it.
However, through the joint research of Dugu Yiming and several Nascent Soul stage sword cultivators, these sword formations were streamlined and the conditions for use were reduced to the pill formation stage, which can condense everyone's sword intention and mana together and transform them into sharp power.
The meridians of traditional sword cultivators are fragile and cannot withstand this Nascent Soul level sword energy. Only top sword cultivators who practice the Demonic Sword Art can display such terrifying sword formations.
Dugu Yiming had already bred such sharp energy in his body. Under the stimulation of the Four Elephants Sword Array, the sharp power grew rapidly and was dispersed into the four Qi-Blood Demonic Swords, suspended above the thick demonic arms.
Li Qianfeng's expression was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the blood-red energy in the devil's palm. This was the energy of blood and blood produced by his blessing with magic energy. For some reason, the Yuanyang Demonic Fire was also attached to it.
Seeing the Qi-Blood Demon Sword flying towards him, he concentrated on controlling it. The blood-red energy trembled slightly and divided into four threads, each of which rushed towards the Qi-Blood Demon Sword.
As soon as the two sides came into contact, the qi-blood magic energy was like a tiny vine, climbing up the dagger refined from the sternum. The qi-blood magic power in the magic sword also flashed, and there was also a bloody light blooming. The two seemed to be intertwined.
Echoes.
The Qi-Blood Demonic Energy seemed to have little interest in these demonic swords and had no desire to devour them. Li Qianfeng and Dugu Yiming were slightly startled when they saw this.
"Is it because the magic sword has been cultivating energy and blood magic all the year round? Or is it because the material of the magic sword is something it doesn't like?"
Dugu Yiming's face lit up and he said: "Senior brother, since the Qi-blood demon can't swallow the demon sword, let's transport more of it!"
Li Qianfeng nodded, the blood magic and bone magic in his body blended with each other to form unique magic energy, mixed with rich blood essence, flowing towards the magic arm from everywhere,
In order to prevent the essence of the physical body from being damaged, he injected energy into the qi and blood demonic energy through blood essence, and at the same time absorbed the demonic stone in the soft rib space. The pure demonic energy poured into the bone marrow cavity, replenishing the flow of blood.
And under the surge of sharp force, the four blood-blood demon swords connected each other end to end, and the blood-red light became thicker and thicker, like a blood-red two-foot long sword...
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There was a loud "boom" sound.
Zhao Qiming's body was once again blasted away, and a bloody fist mark was punched on his chest. You could even see a trace of light blue sternum, but his expression showed no pain at all, and even showed a bit of confusion.
"Uncle Jin, this guy's strength and the strength of his bone spurs have weakened a lot."
According to his understanding, Mo Zhan's bone spurs should also be at the mature level. Now it seems that they are only made of ordinary magic weapons.
Xiao Jin clasped his hands together, brushed Mo Zong's arm with a swirling heart finger, shattered several of its scales, and said through the message.
"After this guy's physical body shrank, his strength and physical strength were weakened. Hong Yuntian's qi and blood magic can give the body strength and source force field, but the loss of the body's physical essence cannot be recovered."
Zhao Qiming perked up after hearing this: "In that case, I will act as a human shield and Master Jin will attack!"
"good!"
Zhao Qiming and Xiao Jin's spiritual thoughts intertwined for a while, and the body that was knocked away turned around and curled up into a human flesh ball. Five-color auras gushed out from the limbs and torso, forming a multi-colored light film outside the flesh ball.
Then the meat ball stuck to the edge of Xiao Jin's source force field, like a spherical defensive magic weapon, and it actively imprinted one of Mo Zong's magic palms every time.
Its body is supported by the source force field of the little monkey and will not be knocked away. Its flesh body contains the power of the five poisons. Even though Mo Zong suffered a loss, he did not dare to release the magic power of his energy and blood.
Within a few breaths, the two sides fought for several more rounds. Zhao Qiming, this colorful meat ball, was beaten to a bloody pulp every time.
Although his physical defense is not comparable to that of Pan Yan, the skills he cultivates are transformed from the wood attribute body refining technique, and his recovery power is amazing. Often, after one rotation outside Xiaojin's body, his flesh and blood will be restored to the original state. However, other
The loss of essence and blood is also increasing.
"Zila!"
Mo Zheng was not aware of it for a moment, and was hit by the little monkey's swirling heart finger on his chest, opening a bloody hole.
His eyes glowed red, and he quickly retreated several feet. A layer of black light emerged from his body, and the dozen or so thick bone spurs on his limbs all lit up.
There is a cone-shaped vortex surrounding these bone spurs, which seems to simulate the vortex heart finger and is intended to enhance the attack power of the bone spurs.
The little monkey's pupils shrank: "He actually figured out some secrets!"
At this moment, Duan Yiyun's body suddenly moved in mid-air and swooped down towards Mo Zong.
When Zhao Qiming saw this, he was a little surprised: "By the way, Uncle Jin, this guy has removed the Source Power Vortex, our chance!"
The little monkey understood immediately, his face lit up, and he rushed out without hesitation.
After fighting for such a long time, the opponent's strength has dropped to just over 900,000 kilograms. There is not much difference between the two sides, but the three-foot-thick Source Force Field of Demon Zombie and the vortex of Source Force exerted gave Xiao Jin a headache.
Now this guy seems to want to add the Whirlpool Heart Finger to the bone spur burst magical power, and retracts the source force field, and this gap in using the magical power is the time to attack!
Duan Yiyun discovered this flaw first, and the hundreds of swords and treasures in his body burst out with golden light. His escape speed was astonishing, even one step faster than Xiao Jin, and he was almost three feet away from Demon Zombie in an instant.
Her clenched fists suddenly opened, and a terrifying golden two-foot sword energy blasted out from it. The surrounding air seemed to solidify, and everyone's eyes were filled with this golden light.
It is the unique combat skill of Sword Body Art, Fist Heart Sword!
The extremely solid sword energy gathers the sharp energy of the swords all over the body, and condenses it in the center of the fist through the operation of the source force field.
Duan Yiyun had been accumulating power for so long, and had condensed the sword energy to the extreme. At this time, he shot it out with the power of the void, and with the power of five hundred thousand kilograms, it shot towards Mo Zong's chest with terrifying power.
Mo Zheng didn't seem to expect the opponent's attack to be so fierce. The source force field quickly returned to defense, but he only had time to gather half of it before he was hit by the sword energy.
"boom!"
The terrifying sword energy was raging wantonly, and Demon Zombie's source force field trembled violently. After all, his strength was 900,000 kilograms. Even if he did not use defensive combat skills, the obstructive power of the invisible force field was astonishing.
The sword energy of the Fist Heart Sword flashed desperately, and after exhausting its power, it could barely defeat the three-foot-thick source force field.
At this time, the little monkey had already rushed in front of Mo Zhan. With the silver light spots condensed on his fingertips, he used his swirling heart fingers to stab the exposed chest unprotected by the source force field.
Several pieces of purple-black scales almost burst at the touch, and a bloody hole was directly blasted out.
Mo Zhan let out an angry roar, and the power of Qi and blood in his body rolled, as if he was trying to condense the source force field again.
But at this moment, a blood-red sword light mixed with terrifying sharp power and an evil aura that seemed to swallow everything came out.
The speed even exceeded everyone's reaction. After entering the blood hole, the blood-red afterimages had not dissipated.
Mozhuang's eyes froze, as if he had suffered some kind of heavy injury. All the source force fields outside his body shrank, and his body trembled violently, as if he was frozen in place, unable to move for a moment.
"Roar!"
The red light in his eyes kept flashing, and he howled in pain from his mouth. The bone spurs on all the joints and the purple-black scales glowed with black light, as if they wanted to explode.
"Huhu..."
At this time, a heavy whistling sound came from the surrounding air, and three giant curved monuments one foot high and five feet wide were shot towards here.
"Everyone, control the three-source monument and bind its origin!"
When the little monkeys saw this, they immediately understood. Everyone moved and flashed, and came to the back of the giant monument. There were two holes there, with a round stone ball embedded in them, and they held them directly with both hands.
Under the control of a few people, the arc-shaped giant monument fell around the demon zombie with big black light, forming an equilateral triangle.
"boom!!"
From each stone tablet, several invisible force fields suddenly surged out. The force was extremely violent, squeezing inward as if it were being crushed. The bone spurs and scales that were about to explode suddenly trembled violently, and were crushed by this terrifying force.
Hold on with strength.
"ah!!!"
Mo Zhan's eyes were emitting a richer blood-red light, as if he was venting his power, but the force field squeezing from all directions weighed 1.2 million kilograms, completely exceeding the level of his source force field.
After a few breaths, the devouring force within his body became more and more surging, and the demon's stiff body collapsed inwards.
The hard bone spurs and metallic purple-black scales softened like candles and soon turned into a dark black ball of flesh.
The muscle fibers inside were twisting and trembling, and a blood-red sword light was stirring crazily inside...