The shaking on the ground is like trampled by giant beasts, blasting, blasting, blasting, and spreading out forcefully again and again.

The monks and zombies standing together at this moment, although not all could see what was going on, but this horrifying shock made everyone can't help but slow down the movements in their hands.

This level of collision, to some extent, can be said to have exceeded what they can currently afford.

Soon after, a pair of eyes gathered towards the blue shrouded area.

The original roaring, shouting, noisy, and murderous battle situation, at this moment, there was strange weirdness.

The only thing I could clearly hear at the moment was the loud noise that hit the ground.

At this moment, Xu Muran did not know how many times he had been hit by the other party.

This feeling is wonderful.

It's like a trowel hanging over your head. You can clearly see that pulling its rope is constantly being cut.

You can even clearly calculate when you die.

Compared with death, the process of waiting for death to come is the most difficult.

The amulet still hung around the neck, and every time the white light appeared, there was no sign of exhaustion.

But Xu Muran had a very clear hunch at the moment.

I'm afraid this amulet will not last long.

Speaking of which, this is indeed something that can be described by the words "sensational".

The amulet made by the King of Heaven in the Purple House is enough to withstand the full blow of the monk at the peak of the state of mind.

But at this time, under the continuous impact of Chu Yan, the talisman was consumed by him to the limit.

At this time, Xu Muran couldn't help but think of the simplest and most obvious reason for the dripping stone to wear.

boom! There was another roar.

Xu Muran felt the shock spread throughout his body.

His body bounced up once.

Crushed stones, dust, and the void are now exploding into chaos in this square inch.

Xu Muran hasn't seen Chu Yan's specific direction in a long time.

But this time, there were obvious changes.

The white protective light blocked the blow for him, and the amulet hanging around his neck came with a very light and crisp sound.

The sound was originally very small, as small as snow and ice melting.

But at this moment, the atmosphere in this area suddenly changed.

A little starlight bloomed in the depths of chaos.

The light shines, as bright as a rainbow.

Accompanied by the voice of Chu Yan.

"Xingxuan nine changes!"

It is a technique-Xu Muran's heart.

The opponent has been using the unreasonable brute force of the refiner to consume the aura in the amulet.

At this time, the opponent chooses to use the spell.

That means that the other party has also noticed the change of the amulet.

That also means that this is the opponent's last blow.

Xu Muran's face was blank, at this time a smile of relief appeared.

When Chu Yan was initially trapped here, he was angry.

I have a bright future, how can I fail and die in this place.

But later, he actually hoped that the aura in the amulet could be consumed sooner, so that he could be killed earlier, eliminating the endless torture.

It's like after a person has been repeatedly punished with severe punishment, there is only one thought left in his mind: give me a good day.

Wow! The rushing starlight was like a flood of Pentium, and in a moment, Xu Muran took the whole body inside.

On the surface of the amulet, a white light appeared again.

But this time, white light seemed extremely weak.

After a few shaking, it went dark.

Xu Muran laughed, and then knew nothing.

In front of Chu Yan, the starlight was like a fire of industry, and after whistling, Xu Muran disappeared into Chu Yan's sight.

What remained was a dead bone, and a jade charm hanging on the neck of the dead bone.

Xu Muran was finally killed.

But Chu Yan's face didn't have much joy.

The reason is very simple. The process of killing the opponent is not easy at all. The amulet that the opponent has is too difficult to deal with.

But the final result was as Chu Yan thought.

The talisman of the Zifu Realm is not for everyone.

Although Xu Muran's amulet is said to be from the refining of the Northern Heavenly King of Ziweimen, it is very likely that it was given to someone by the Northern Heavenly King. After that person used it several times, he gave it to Xu Muran last time.

In other words, there are even more people who have handled it.

In short, at the end, the aura inside was already a dry riverbed compared to the beginning.

But even so, it took a lot of effort to consume the aura in it.

"I hope this thing won't let me down."

Chu Yan grabbed the amulet.

On the surface of the jade charm, a pinpoint-sized gap appeared.

However, the formations engraved inside can still be seen.

What Chu Yan wants is these patterns.

Put away the talisman, and Chu Yan removes Yunshui hood.

In front of him, there was a large open area.

The monks and zombies who had previously scuffled here avoided the distance and continued the scuffle.

To put it bluntly, even monks or zombies know how to avoid evil.

Although Chu Yan had just beaten Xu Muran in the cover of Yun Shui, the momentum that erupted was like an ancient beast.

This is like a group of fish and shrimp fighting in a bay pond. Suddenly, a crocodile appeared.

At this time, as long as the brain is not bad, the fish and shrimp will naturally avoid it.

However, the situation is different now. In this fish pond, there is a treasure that can make you change more than the carp.

In the face of such a temptation, even if a crocodile appears, these fish and shrimp are absolutely impossible to disperse easily.

At this time, Chu Yan recovered her original figure, holding Chan Yan, step by step, walking towards the direction of Dengxianjie.

...... The moon is high, and the blue tile eaves.

After sending away Zhao Zhaoxing, the long-haired man known as the King of the Heavens, put his hands behind his head and watched the shadow of Xinghe above his head.

Although we know that this galaxy is not real.

If you want to, the next moment, this magnificent galaxy can be turned into a bathing figure for beautiful women.

The thought of Zifu Jing, Wan Fasheng, said that.

But even so, he still looked very seriously and very seriously.

"It's a beautiful starry sky. It's been a long time since I seriously felt it."

The North King murmured to himself.

Just then, a ticking sound came from his ear.

It was like a drop of melting blood in the valley spring.

At the same time, the galaxy above North Heaven's head was rippling like water.

With a slight sway, Xinghe gradually emerged with a face exactly the same as that of Northern Heaven.

Two faces, one in Xinghe and one in reality.

The two looked at each other for a moment. The face in Xinghe was suddenly bleeding from the eyes, nose, and mouth, and the next moment, a click, the head fell off.