Chapter 1697: Twenty Eight Spirit Places

The huge palm, now exuding an immortal breath, grabbed it again.
A large swarm of fierce spirits has no room for resistance, as if a spoonful of water was splashed onto the volcano and disappeared immediately.
Vaguely, it can be seen that the bit of starlight transformed by these fierce spirits is not in the palm of the hand.
"Don't run away!"
"Hide what! We are not here to be slaughtered, we are here to occupy this body!"
"What is this palm? We are all ancestors of monsters who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years. We all shot and destroyed it!"
"Destroy this palm and devour its power, we can become stronger!"
"Kill! Kill it!"
The fierce spirit, which was completely enraged, no longer fluttered.
Billowing blood, at this time gathered together and turned into a river of blood.
The long river was tossing and set off a mighty waves in the sea of ​​Chu Yan.
In the rolling blood river, countless fierce beasts evolved, shocking the heavens and annihilating the world.
At this moment, all beasts roared together, shaking the stars, and a blood river rolled toward the giant palm.
If in the ancient times, these fierce spirits came together in such a way, Baoxiang Shangguo could be razed to the ground in an instant.
At this moment, Chu Yan's knowledge of the sea was red with blood, and the light was scorching.
The palm is still not slow, revealing a royal breath of the world.
"The ants ..." At the moment when Blood River touched the palm of his hand, behind the gate of hell, there was a faint word.
The giant palm immediately hit.
boom! Crackling! The billowing blood river was immediately crushed and exploded.
The gathered evil spirits were instantly scattered and rushed to the front and exploded directly.
The fierce spirit behind was swept up, and suddenly, like a series of firecrackers, exploded into a dazzling blood flower.
The giant palm is like breaking bamboo, smashing and dying, looking forward.
Everywhere he went, all blood-colored rays collapsed and shattered, turned into white shreds and fluoresced into the palm of his hand.
In a blink of an eye, this group of fierce spirits was defeated, and there were countless deaths and injuries.
The remaining fierce spirits were all frightened.
At this moment, no one dares to resist any more, one by one screaming in horror, trying to escape from the sea of ​​knowledge of Chu Yan.
And at this time, he was enduring Jianman's painful Chu Yan, his body suddenly shocked.
Immediately, a strong breath burst out.
At this moment, it seemed to shatter eternity, explode the sky, and breathe like the blood of a corpse, confining time and space and condensing space.
On the surface of Chu Yan's body, those spirits who had not had time to enter the sea, could not escape immediately.
"Go in!"
Chu Yan sang and opened his mouth.
This breath, swallowed mountains and rivers.
Almost ninety percent of his blood was instantly sucked into him.
The only one that escaped was only because the hatred was still concentrated on Wuxian Dasheng and he did not rely on it, so he was spared.
But at this moment, seeing this scene, they all roared in horror.
"What the happened inside this guy!"
"Weird, this monk is not as simple as it seems!"
"We have lost so many companions. What exactly is this guy's identity, is it really a fairyland?"
"Damn! It killed all our companions all at once!"
"Don't get near this monk, this guy has terrible power inside. If we rush forward, we will undoubtedly hit the stone with eggs!"
Not only are these groups of fierce spirits, including the immortal saint who has been hovering in the midst of the airless movement, but at this moment, the sword box on the side is moved to the front, and both hands are put on the sword box.
Suddenly, it gave a dignified and cautious feeling.
Chu Yan glanced, seeing this scene, knew that he had to hurry up.
Wu Xian Dasheng shot briefly before, just because this remnant soul made such a response according to his heavenly state of mind.
But now, because of the gate of hell, he has shown strength beyond heaven.
In this way, Wuxian Dasheng will inevitably deal with him with the power of higher monks.
"We must adapt to these thousands of swordsmanship as quickly as possible, and at the same time, turn the power of these fierce spirits into our own!"
After turning his thoughts, Chu Yan looked towards the sea.
Suddenly he saw that if there were no one in the palm of his hand, with five fingers stretched out and scratched, it seemed as if a piece of sky were torn off and these fierce spirits were shattered and destroyed.
However, Chu Yan soon discovered that this giant palm did not destroy all the evil spirits.
At this time around the five-finger fingertips of the palm, you can see more than ten blood awns, spinning continuously.
These dozen blood awns are obviously more fierce and violent than the destroyed ones, just like a volcano and a torch.
Chu Yan suddenly understood that these more than ten blood awns must be the strongest group of masters of the demon tribe when they besieged the Great Immortal.
Only now, why should they be left alone?
When Chu Yan had this doubt, the palm of his hand was like a bamboo shoot, and he fought twice harder.
Suddenly, the large Changhong disappeared.
At the same time, however, there were two more blood-stained awns, which were left alone by the palms and wrapped around the little finger.
Chu Yan's eyes swept away, and she could see clearly. At this moment, there are five fingers on the giant palm, eight blood tangles wrapped around the thumb, six fingers wrapped around the index finger, five fingers wrapped around the middle finger, four fingers wrapped around the ring finger, and wrapped around the little finger.
Although these twenty-five blood eruption burst out, compared with the general momentum of the giant palm god, it is not worth mentioning at all.
But if you release them together, you can definitely destroy a sect.
Archaeological beasts are so powerful and horrible. Even after countless years, only the remnants remain, they can still dominate one side.
"What do you keep with these?"
Chu Yan could not help asking.
At this point he had seen a hint.
This giant palm is not only killing these fierce spirits and devouring their souls, but also collecting the strongest of them.
"Here you ... magic weapon ... refining ..." Behind the gates of hell, a babbling voice came.
"magic weapon?"
As soon as Chu Yan's gaze was condensed, he immediately dazzled his eyes, "You mean the fierce soul will set Haizhu!"
Chu Yan understood it immediately.
At that time, when Uncle Qin in the black robe used this magic weapon to deal with him, a group of monsters and spirits poured out from the 28 magic beads.
But at that time, the batch of monsters and spirits seemed to Chu Yan not very good, so he was killed by him at once, and the magic weapon also seized it.
At that time, Chu Yan also thought that if this fierce soul set Haizhu, if used well, it would indeed be an extraordinary magic weapon.
It's just a matter of collecting time and energy.
But this time, are n’t these fierce beasts ready for themselves? Not only is it ready, but it's also picked! Even if it was given to Chu Yan for ten years at this time, he would not be able to find twenty-eight monsters and souls that satisfied him in the kingdom of Baoxiang. After refining, he injected the fierce soul into Haizhu.
After all, if the fierce soul Ding Haizhu can't collect the twenty-eight monster spirits, he can't exert his maximum power.