Chapter 687: kill! kill! kill!

Victory is divided, life and death will be determined!
This is the fight between Zhang Yang and Si Di Xing at this moment.
The saints who were fighting at the scene knew better that the outcome of this battle would have a decisive impact.
Zhang Yang, undoubtedly, the spiritual leader of the vast sky camp.
Si Di Xing, from the descending body of the True Self Immortal Soul, who sits down by Yong Yetian, gives Si Di Xing a big taboo, or goes to the High Heaven Realm to perfection, which can be said to be only one step away from the strongest level in the world. .
If this kind of him is bombarded and killed by someone who is quite far away from the level of the saint, what will be the consequence?
Can kill their morale.
It can ignite the fighting spirit of the vast sky camp.
The point is, at this moment, no one can take action.
Moreover, the specific situation is that the ten Great Perfection Hellhounds killed by the Molong Girl are more than half.
The Purple Dragon Girl completely suppressed Jin Qingxue who was seriously injured.
The battle between the Red Dragon Girl and the Prison Lord is irrelevant.
If it's dangerous, even Zilongnu and Molongnu can help out.
In such a situation, how can someone come to save people?
Secretary can only rely on himself.
At the juncture of life and death, a low anger suddenly came from inside Si Die Xing.
This is the primordial spirit of the true self.
Hum!
A ray of fairy light suddenly burst from Si Jiexing's body, revealing an unmatched impact, and blasted on the Ruyi Golden Coop fairy rod.
boom!
The power bred by this fairy light is too terrifying, even if it is a public attack that goes all out, after being hit, it still exceeds his power range.
Whoosh!
He couldn't catch the Ruyi Golden Hoop Fairy Rod, and was directly blown into the air.
This is also the first time Zhang Yang has encountered such a situation in history.
He was shocked and even more annoyed, so that he didn't even pay attention to the friction of his hands and the bleeding on his hands. After being driven by a step, he turned around.
All the power was removed by him.
The mystery of this turn is also that his whole person is like flying up, directly across a large circle, and once again come to Si Qiexing.
The soul of the soul was exerted, and this life-saving method was consumed, and the soul of the real self immediately weakened.
Si Di Xing also seemed to be seriously ill, his face pale, and his whole body weak and weak.
At this time, Zhang Yang arrived again.
A heavy fist containing violent violence hit Si Jiexing's chest and blasted over.
This is a little bit beyond what Si Di Xing had expected.
According to his thoughts, even if the life-saving fairy light was unstoppable, it was also seriously injured, at least it could not be shot at him immediately.
Where did he think that Zhang Yang was only bleeding from his hands, and he was not affected much at all. Only then did he realize that Zhang Yang was another terrifying place, the Holy Golden Eucharist!
The blood is awakened for the second time, and the Holy Golden Eucharist is achieved.
The horror of this sacrament, when Zhang Yang displayed it, it was like it was made with holy gold.
Regardless of his name, Shengjin, I thought it was the same as the holy sword, but in fact it was not like that at all.
The holy gold incorporated into the holy sword is nothing more than a loss, and it can be essentially changed into holy sword.
Holy gold body means that the whole body is like holy gold, how tough and strong it is.
Being able to not hit Zhang Yang head-on, and make his hands bleed, also surprised Zhang Yang that the blow was terrible, of course he was even more furious.
Si Zaixing gritted his teeth and tried his best to use the bleeding hand knife technique, cutting with his hands like a knife.
Click!
A violent force, a weak force, this is doomed.
Zhang Yang exploded Si Qiexing's right hand with a punch.
In the splash of blood, he also killed Si Di Xing.
"The true immortal soul? Death!"
Accompanied by his roar, his heavy punch came out again.
After being bombarded with his right hand, Si Jixing, who was bombarded in midair, could resist wherever he could resist. Before he could react, he was bombarded by this punch in his chest.
This is Zhiyang Xianli.
This kind of destructive punch directly pierced Si Ji Xing's chest, and the internal organs were destroyed by the destruction. If it weren't for Si Ji Xing to be a big taboo, it was a powerful sacred body, I am afraid the body would burst into pieces.
call out!
A ray of fairy light left the company to pick the stars at that moment.
This is the soul of the real god!
It is not seizing the house, but coming, which means that the primordial spirit has not merged with the body, can easily escape, and can escape in critical moments.
call!
Zhang Yang's boiled Zhiyang Fairy Fire also gushes out like a mantis catching cicadas.
"Do not!"
The scream of the soul screamed, and it was wrapped in the Zhiyang fairy fire and burned to ashes in an instant.
The primordial spirit who is out of the body is already weak, even if it is the primordial spirit of the immortal, this strand will not work.
At this point, Si Di Xing Xing died, and the true self was dead.
Zhang Yang confronted head-on, powerfully killed the great taboo, it can be said that his combat power has reached the point second only to the great taboo.
He shook his hand, his hands were broken and bleeding, and there was a little pain. The self-healing ability of the Saint-Gold Eucharist was also terrible, especially for this injury, after a few breaths, he had almost recovered.
He walked towards the Ruyi Golden Coupe Immortal Rod inserted on the ground, and wanted to raise the rod and fight again.
Now the situation has undergone a fundamental change.
Once Zilongnu and Molongnu have gained a decisive advantage, they will begin a comprehensive counterattack.
Zhang Yang will no longer have an opponent, and his participation in the war will also be the decisive force that overwhelms the balance.
At this moment, the danger came suddenly.
No one thought that Mu Qingchen, who was fighting with Liang Yuling, suddenly retreated and pulled away. Just when Liang Yuling was about to chase, Mu Qingchen turned around and disappeared suddenly.
Liang Yuling's expression changed drastically, and she said in surprise: "Southern Xinjiang black-clothed building, infinite massacre!"
Immediately, he shouted: "Holy Lord, be careful!"
Where he didn't know, Mu Qingchen was absolutely impossible to kill him, the only possibility could only be publicity.
Zhang Yang seems to take his wishful golden hoop fairy stick at will, but in fact he is also concerned about the situation around him. He needs to consider where to start, so that he can solve this battle as soon as possible and give the other party a more deadly blow.
Therefore, each side of the battle has his eyes, but there is no special attention.
Liang Yuling's first roar shocked him.
The black-clothed building in southern Xinjiang, the holy slaying technique!
These ten words let him know right away.
In the former southern Xinjiang, there were two major killer organizations, both of which have been completely destroyed.
Among them, the Heiyi Building was destroyed by Zhang Yang and Bing Yuyan.
Heiyilou had taken refuge in the Daxia Empire, but they were also exposed to secrets. They were originally descendants of the Mu family of the Daxia Empire. They were separated from the Shengdao Mu family, and Mu Kaitian established the empire. Another small wave of people The black building built.
Therefore, the Mu family have all mastered the methods of Heiyilou.
Almost instinctively, he pushed forward violently.
He was in a relaxed state, suddenly exerting his strength, naturally not as fast as when he was fighting with Si Di Xing Xing.
Still slow for a moment.
A sharp holy sword, containing terrifying power, was heavily spotted on the flaunted left rib and was grabbed by his left hand.
Mu Qingchen's figure also appeared.
A trace of blood also flowed down the tip of the sword, dyeing the open hand holding the sword red.
"Heiyilou's assassination technique, Daxia Empire Mu Family, you are finally willing to expose your trump cards."
"Don't tell me, I almost forgot."
"It turns out that there used to be a black-clothed building."
Zhang Yang's eyes flickered fiercely, and the murderous intent caused the surrounding temperature to plummet by dozens of degrees, and it was frozen.
Mu Qingchen is an experienced and terrifying person. He was once an invincible saint in southern Xinjiang. Later, he was favored and supported by Yong Yetian, and his cultivation became a small taboo and a great perfection. He was also the only hope for the Mu family of the Great Xia Empire to hit the big taboo. Yes, it's a pity that the psychology of being hit by the battle of Bing Yuyan and Qiuyi's Swan Lake is overshadowed, and he can never break through like a demon.
However, his strength is beyond doubt.
Mu Qingchen didn't talk nonsense, released his strength fiercely, and stabbed the holy sword in.
"Ha ha……"
A frightening laughter came from Zhang Yang's mouth, followed him back a short step, and then separated from the holy sword.
Mu Qingchen was able to see clearly that the Holy Sword had only pierced Zhang Yang's skin.
"Let it go!"
Zhang Yang took a small step back, and at the same time, he exploded the celestial fire of the sun, and swept it directly through the hand holding the sword, causing Mu Qingchen's expression to change slightly. Behind the fairy fire was a punch full of anger, Mu Qingchen cried out, and decisively gave up the holy sword and retreated.
He retreats and advances.
The two sides were close at hand, and Sharan hit each other again.
boom!
Mu Qingchen's resistance was completely useless. He was a bit worse than Zhisi's star picking, and he was directly blown out. When the people screamed and flew upside down, Zhang Yang quickly grabbed his right arm and pulled it violently. When he came back, his right hand fist hit Mu Qingchen's chest heavily.