If a demon exists, Nie Han is a demon at this moment!

The **** of twenty-four feet is already standing against the sky, and the dark ghost mist is glowing in the twisted shadow, and the horrible killing intentions appear with the soaring **** of god. It is even more visible that with the periphery of Nie Han's body as the center, countless flowers and trees are wilting withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Some martial arts soldiers who are closer to each other feel that they are cold all over the body, and their vitality is consciously passed out of the body and sucked into the body by the Yin God.

Nie Han closed his eyes and waved his hand.

The earth shuddered, like an earthquake. Bone skeletons broke free from the earth. At first there were only one and two, but in the end there were hundreds or thousands, like a group of white bones.

"Take me Yang Shen?" Chu Jingtian laughed loudly. "You still watch, how can I charge your Yin God!"

The twenty-four feet of Yin God, if Nie Han condenses it into a Yang God, will definitely not be inferior to Chu Jingtian. Otherwise, this battle, Chu Jingtian will inevitably choose to lose.

If he can collect his Yin God, his Yang God can at least double!

"This power is simply wasted in your hands!"

Chu Jingtian's eyes flashed with greed, his right hand grabbed empty, countless swirls set off, and a wind-like mad dragon swept from the swirls and swept away toward the front!

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded, and numerous bones and skulls burst.

The cracked bones, the scattered wind, flowed out.

Some warriors with low strength were taken off the spot. Some martial arts soldiers who were introduced to the Five Realms were even wounded by broken bones and wind currents.

Seeing this scene, everyone backed in horror.

At this time, the fighting between the two has reached a fevered level. Numerous magical tricks, Chu Jingtian letter came in hand, and across the sky can be seen mad thunder, wind blades, ice storms, fire and rain, alive a human-shaped turret.

And Nie Han's technique is based on ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, poisonous puppets, bone spears ...

Although Nie Han's technique seems fierce and mighty. But in fact, like his Yin God, it is like a large wooden knife of tens of meters, which is useless.

Chu Jingtian's spells are often extremely streamlined, but their power is extremely concentrated. Often, Nie Han needs to release three or four spells to resist.

In the beginning, the two were able to match. But later, Nie Han started to mess up, and even in the end, he could barely fight it. Even if there was an occasional counterattack, it was only blocked by Chu Jingtian, but then a spell was hit, and Nie Han suffered a lot.

"Too strong, too strong!"

The crowd in this scene was trembling.

The practice of magic is all-encompassing, and just the fire system can be used to derive thousands of magic. The higher the order, the more difficult it is to master. A five-turn cultivation spell requires years or even decades for a five-state cultivation practitioner to master it.

But Chu Jingtian's shot is the five-turn technique, each skill is extremely skillful, flowing. He is proficient in almost all departments, and it seems that he would not be able to!

"Nie Han is at least 800 years old now, and his first-hand ghost system has already been as good as fire. Those who can surpass him in the way of surgery, I thought that only the ancestors of the hidden family. ... "

A sorrowful man from the Five Realms sighed.

Yeah, who knows!

At this moment, everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them.

"Going back this time, I will not condense the Yangshen, I will never go out!" Numerous cultivators looked at the field as if they were scolding Fang Yan, pointing at Chu Jingtian of the Jiangshan Mountains, secretly punching fists.

This sun **** is too strong, it is beyond their imagination.

Some of them may not have the Yin God as big as Nie Han, but the degree of condensing is even greater. If Yang Shen can be condensed out, cultivation will inevitably embark on a new step.

"咚!" "咚!" "咚!"

A burst of explosions sounded, Nie Han was beaten back and forth, the Yin God behind him was also shaking trembling, and countless black mist was knocked out of Yin God. The **** of twenty-four feet is only 18 feet at the moment, and it is still shrinking.

He knew that if he went on like this, he would be killed alive by Chu Jingtian!

"Chu Jingtian, don't be too proud! Eat me!"

Nie Hanhan drank, his hands dancing in the void. Between the palms of the Yin God, a black cyclone condensed suddenly. After the cyclone condensed and formed, it suddenly pushed forward.

This cyclone was only the size of a grinding disc at first, but after releasing it, it was a black hole-like suction.

When flying away, he actually swallowed Chu Jingtian's sky-long technique. The cyclone surges by one point each time it is swallowed, and by the time it is swallowed, the cyclone has expanded hundreds of times.

"Chu Jingtian, even if you are a condensed sun god, you can't help me!"

As soon as Nie Han's words fell, Chu Jingtian's right hand was loosened, and the coagulation technique was scattered, and he could not help raising his eyebrows, ironically:

"Really, then how do you look at my sword?"

After Chu Jingtian said, he stepped out one step earlier.

If he was previously a big Luo Jinxian who controlled the beard, then at this moment he will turn into a peerless swordsman who can fight the sky.

The crowd did not react from his words before seeing Chu Jingtian suddenly raised his hand and beheaded.

"Hey!"

With this sword, he cut out a three-inch green awn. This green mansions are green, like jadeite. From the outside, you can't feel the slightest escape of authentic energy, which is the manifestation that the authentic energy is condensed to the extreme.

This three-inch green bang blasted on the black cyclone, but it was not swallowed like other spells, but it was torn like a rag. Suddenly, the cyclone quietly disappeared and vanished.

Nie Han hasn't responded yet, this sword is already rushing to the front.

"Not good!"

Nie Han was terrified and hurried away.

But it was too late, this green mang split directly on the shoulders of his Yin God, and suddenly fell from top to bottom. In the shocking eyes of countless people, he actually cut down his Yin **** by one third!

"Roar!"

Nie Han gave a stern roar, and anyone who heard it could feel its pain.

After all, the Yin God is condensed by divine thoughts and souls.

Ordinary people are hurt by one point, and they are all extremely serious, not to mention being cut by one third!

"Your god, I take it!"

Chu Jingtian's eyes flashed with greed, grabbing with his right hand, a sudden burst of suction burst out. Suddenly, the Yin God that was about to heal and was about to be recovered by Nie Han, he was caught in his hands.

Everyone looked at it quickly, and saw Chu Jingtian's broken Yin God caught in his palm and condensed into a black sphere. Countless dark mists wanted to escape the overflow, but he was tightly held in his hands.

Everyone looked at Nie Han again, and saw that the Yin God behind the other person rolled, and the position where it was cut was refilled. Although it barely turned into a human figure, it was no longer twelve feet long.

"How is this possible?"

Everyone stayed like a chicken and couldn't believe it.

Meteor Longshan, Tiger Beach Cliff, Yaoshen Cave, Liangyi Forest ... The warriors around him turned wild and couldn't believe it. This is a strong man who has successfully completed the Five Realms and lived a strong existence that was four or five hundred years ago. It is equivalent to the second-generation elders of the hermit family, enough to suppress one's existence.

It was because of his existence that Heiyazhai survived, and no one could shake it.

But now, his Yin **** has been cut by a third. Even if he doesn't die this time, he will have great vitality. There is no recovery for decades or even hundreds of years.

"Chu Jingtian, I will write down this account ..."

Nie Han's face was extremely pale. Although he reluctantly gathered the gods, he was injured by Chu Jingtian's sword.

His eyes were so cold that he couldn't wait to give Chu Jingtian a million pieces. But when he was twenty-four yin gods, he couldn't help but be shocked, let alone his twelve yin gods left.

"In the next day, I will find you a hundred times and a thousand times to recover! From today, my black cliff village will also start endless hunting and killing you, bound to endlessly!"

After all, the party that suppressed Heiyazhai was a hero, and when he saw the situation was not good, he would not die with Chu Jingtian. He was a bit on the tip of his foot, and he rose into the air. Resisting the severe pain of the torn god, he transformed into four huge black wings, and fled away with a terrifying wind toward the Jiajia Mountain!

His Yin God broke out to the extreme. It was previously used for attack, but now it is for escape.

"Whoa!"

After all, it is a strong person in the Five Realms. It is not uncomfortable to escape at an all-out speed. It is almost an instant that it is flying out of the sight of everyone, and the violent wind will lift the people around you up and down!

"To escape!"

Seeing this scene, everyone could not help but be extremely dumb. But immediately, they became clear.

At the peak of Nie Han's time, there was nothing wrong with Chu Jingtian, not to mention the vitality nowadays.

"Want to escape, is it possible?"

Chu Jingtian laughed loudly.

I saw a bounce in his right hand, and Wulian Foutai whistled out. After the nourishment of thousands of lotus roots, lotus leaves, and lotuses in this mysterious lake, the Buddha Lotus Terrace has already reached the fifth-grade Chinese style.

In addition, it is the most solitary thing, and naturally restrains Nie Han, a ghost practitioner.

"Ah!"

Liantai Baoguang shone on Nie Han's body, and Nie Han screamed suddenly, and he saw countless diffuse black smoke erupting on him. These black smoke were hidden in his body.

"Give me down!"

Chu Jingtian drank a deep voice, turned his right hand and suddenly pressed downward.

"Boom!"

Suddenly ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The sacred Buddha Buddha stage is in the grand glory, as if the giant spirit **** turned over and fell on the mountain, and suddenly he was crushed by Nie Han!

"Crap!"

The twelve feet of Yin God fell down with the pressureless Buddha Lotus Terrace, and was suddenly smashed halfway. Under the shocking eyes of countless people, no matter how Nie Han struggled, how he broke out, and how he escaped, he couldn't resist the crushing trend of Wuliantai.

Until a terrible sound of falling to the ground sounded, accompanied by a scream of screams, Wulian Fodai completely suppressed it.

This is all dead and gone.

There was silence all around.

ps: Thanks for the reward of the 26 winter melon ...

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