The magic weapon Ding Haizhu is a magic weapon, every time it lacks a monster, the power is lowered by one level.

After all the monsters and spirits are collected, the power will be guaranteed.

Twenty-seven and twenty-eight are completely different magic weapons! In addition, these monsters and spirits must also be strong enough to gather together in order to exert great power.

Now, there are twenty-five fierce spirits on this giant palm.

And these twenty-five fierce spirits, all from Swire, are tyrannical, and once dared to challenge the existence of Wuxian Dasheng! Although there is only a ray of remnant left at this time, it is also hundreds of times more powerful than an ordinary transformed monster, and it is extremely powerful! At the moment when Chu Yan's thoughts were changing rapidly, the palm of his hand was scratched, and the last river of blood was broken.

Three eye-catching blood awns were caught by it and wrapped around the little finger.

Twenty-eight fierce spirits, all gathered! All twenty-eight fierce spirits are all the spirits of powerful monsters-these two conditions have all been met at this time.

Chu Yan stretched out suddenly.

The aura and blood gas surged and blasted, and a bang would stab at his thousands of swordsman, and all of a sudden shattered.

The exploded sword awn turned into countless meteors and burst out towards the surroundings.

With this instant effort, Chu Yan grabbed the palm of his hand toward the void.

Reiki immediately held twenty-eight orbs and appeared in front of him, forming a concentric circle.

When the uncle Qin Shuo dealt with Chu Yan before, more than a dozen monsters and spirits among them had been wiped out by Chu Yan.

At this time, the twenty-eight orbs were darkened and nothing special.

The next moment, Chu Yan's eyes shot brilliantly.

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One two three four five ... twenty six twenty seven twenty eight! A total of twenty-eight rays, accurately shot into the beads.

Suddenly, these twenty-eight orbs are renewed, and the magic flames are soaring and the flames are sky-high. All the peerless shadows emerged from the inside, pointing to the sky, picking the stars and the moon! At the moment when the fierce spirit settled Haizhu, in the hands of Chu Yan, he really showed a powerful power that a peerless magic weapon should have.

"Bold!"

Still not waiting for Chu Yan to rejoice in his heart, a buzz came from his head.

A sacred thought, the impact of the mountains.

Chu Yan immediately looked up.

That voice was apparently from the Great Saint of Xian.

At this moment, Wuxian Dasheng finally felt the threat from Chu Yan.

One hand of his ghostly ghost has lifted the sword box.

Although no move has been made, in the void, it seems that the drums of war are ringing together. Countless soldiers are fighting deadly, and blood is scattered everywhere.

At this moment, the sword mang that had previously attacked Chu Yan was violently twirled again, and the sword qi was like a rainbow and a dragon, pouring toward Chu Yan.

The ascended monster and remnant soul behind Wuxian Dasheng was also shocked by his momentum, screaming again and again, and almost half of it evaporated.

Wuxian Dasheng, this strand of remnant soul, is really angry! With a powerful new magic weapon, Chu Yan feels very brisk at this moment and has confidence.

More importantly, the big hand in the gate of **** cleaned up the evil spirits and remnants. Although the power of the soul was taken away by the person behind the gates of hell, but these **** spirits were all incorporated into Chu. Say body.

This made Chu Yan's blood gas soar again.

In the original body, he suddenly had more powerful and tenfold power! Chu Yan's body stretched violently at this moment. Suddenly, the raging flames of flames soared into the sky, like a Jin Ge iron horse, swallowing mountains and rivers, with his arm moving, he fought fiercely, and the sun and the moon disappeared.

At this time, Chu Yan, although in the shape of a human, but the strength in his body made him look like the same human-shaped beast at the moment.

Another point is that he used to practice the immortal demon body to fight against the sword. Although the time is short today, the immortal demon body has already adapted to the prestige of the immortal saint.

With a loud drink, Chu Yan's wounds healed instantly.

At the same time, his body stepped out suddenly, shaking countless ripples, folding in the void, his body turned into a rapids faster than the light, and in an instant, he was in front of the infinite Jianguang.

"Angry Dragon Strangling!"

Although it is martial arts, at this moment, the power is comparable to magical powers! Immediately, the huge waves billowed, a fierce martial arts breath was blasted out of the sky, and the breath kept rubbing and erupting in the void. The taste of iron and blood, like cooking oil in a fierce fire, surged out.

Wherever you go, you can even hear the broken dragons and tigers.

boom! The void seemed to be penetrated at this moment, shaking.

The dazzling Jianmeng that swept through the sky was instantly dispelled, like Xinghe falling, exploding, blinking, and disappearing.

Chu Yan looked up. This time, he looked up at the ghost image of the remnant soul belonging to Wuxian Dasheng.

Before, the momentum was suppressed by the other side. On the one hand, it shook the other side's identity, and on the other hand, it was indeed a lot worse.

But after absorbing the blood of thousands of fierce souls and remnants, Chu Yan's strength skyrocketed.

Although the realm needs to go back to retreat for a period of time, it will not break through until it is fully integrated.

But at this moment, the original cowardice was completely gone.

The momentum is crushed, and it does not exist.

It seems that the change of Chu Yan is felt, and the remnant soul of Wuxian Dasheng is also angry.

He was not a good man during his lifetime.

At this moment, I felt provoked by the ants, and was even more furious.

"In ancient times, you killed my true monk, and today I will set you down and avenge the monks who died in your hands!"

As the words fell, Chu Yan felt as if he had been blessed and helped.

In his eyes, the spirit was burning and boiling.

At this moment, the whole person is fierce and powerful.

Click! The remnant soul of Wuxian Dasheng was pressed down with one hand, and the sword box was immediately crushed.

The arm was twitched, flung, and a peerless sword, exactly the same as Chu Yan saw at the deepest part of the blue phosphorous fire, was now showing in front of him.

This long sword, of course, is not the body of Xunxian sword, it is an afterimage similar to the residual soul.

But even so, it is a treasure that crushes the spiritual artifact and reaches the level of Taoism! "Use ... to cut ... Yan ..." In the sea, a reminder came.

Almost at the same time, Chu Yan, a great pilgrimage dynasty, launched a peerless killing move.

As soon as Xingying Remnant shot fiercely, he cut out thousands of swordsmanships toward Chu Yan, stacked layer by layer, and collapsed like a peacock.

Each Jianmang is like a thunder strike to the ground. It penetrates for nine days, and the law of the road is closely followed. It seems that no one can compete.

Bang Bang Bang! The void beneath Chu Yan's feet and around him suddenly cracked.

Between the shock, in the depths of the world, there were countless rumbling sounds of sky drums.

His body was also completely wrapped in Jianmang, and there was nowhere to hide.

"Zhiyin Ghost Shield!"

The light shield was stretched, and the cracked void was distorted and deformed. Chu Yan stepped out: "Wanli Xianting!"

Suddenly, facing the sword light, holding a chop inflammation, violently pulling.

"Irritated sword!"