Chapter 437: War magic

A bright red blood light passed from the horizon, the blood cloud in midair seemed like a huge blood tofu was cut, a cloud suddenly fell from the air, and then turned into a huge gimmick in the air to everyone. Fly.
"I still have three younger brothers, and my three younger brothers are coming!"
The was flying toward the crowd, and the screaming mouth was still screaming, and the huge mandible was bitten together and biting at everyone.
"The means to pretend to be a ghost!"
When Yang Junshan was ready to resist, a squash of a slender knife slammed against the and smashed the past. The person who shot was Yan Zhong.
When faced with a real enemy of the real level, the first to get rid of the fear and dare to take the initiative to a real monk, or this well-informed Tanyi sent a senior grand perfection.
The loud noise of "咣", the that was condensed by Ouyang Zhenlin’s blood cloud was smashed by the white gold light, and the sound of gold and iron symphony came, and the blood of the gliding flashed. Although the Platinum of the Platinum cannot be broken, it will also fly back.
"Be bold! Haha, but this magic will like your struggling blood food!"
The blood that swam through the sky gave a weird laughter, and the light re-rotated. After seven or eight blood clouds fell, it turned into a hoe, and a group of people bite from all directions.
"Don't shoot, close your eyes and die?"
Yan Zhong shouted loudly, too white gold light once again flew a hoe, this time can be seen clearly, Yan Zhong's blow can leave a deep scar on the hoe, can be even surrounded by The moving blood red mist fills up and recovers.
Yan Zhong’s voice has not fallen, Yan Yan has already sighed, and it’s also a
Taibai Golden Light
flying out, and it’s a gimmick that flies to the front.
The strengths of Ning Bin and Ning He were not much different. The two men shot at the same time and also flew a nearby hoe.
Yang Junping, Su Baozhang, and the nine-way trio who have been consolidated have also been able to resist a head.
Yang Junshan shakes the bell in his hand, and Feihong Zhong hangs up. With the guardian mountain spirit, he sprinkles a guardian light curtain around the crowd. A leaked head hits the light curtain and is actually shot. In the position where the hit, it left a pool of blood-like things, making a "squeaky" sound, corroding the light curtain of the Guardian Mountain.
This is the method used by the magical repairs, and it is also the most disgusting place. Once the magic elements they cultivated are in contact with the magical powers of other monks, they seem to continue to consume the spiritual power of the monks.
However, this time, I did not wait for this group of blood to erode the light curtain for too long, but I saw Yang Junshan suddenly returning to the first bomb. The light curtain at the spot where the blood stained was suddenly shocked. This blood was actually easily bounced and landed on the ground. At the moment, all the vegetation was withered.
"Hey, it’s a bit of a sneak peek that can play the magic of the devil!"
Yang Junshan smiled coldly, and a piece of magnetic magnetic light shook his head in front of him, and Houshan Junyi whizzed down from the air, and the sound of the "squeaky" sounded, the whole ground was Shaking, the head even did not have the chance to dodge, it was suppressed by Shan Jun.
"It's useless, the magic servant of this demon will not be destroyed."
"That may not be!" Yang Junshan reached out and moved, Shan Junyi re-shrinked to three inches and fell in the palm of his hand.
Among the large pits that have fallen in the mountains, a pool of blood is trying to slowly shrink and re-condense into a hoe, but it always falls short at the last moment.
"This is impossible!"
The blood of the sky is falling on the ground, and Ouyang Yulin, who is blind and bloody, is now coming out and pointing to Yang Junshan. "You kid, you dare to destroy the magic servant of this demon, find death!"
Ouyang Yulin pulled his hands to the sides, a slender blood line appeared between the two hands, and then went out, this bloodline was cut straight toward Yang Junshan's Guardian.
Yan Yan saw dozens of knives on the blood line, but almost will fly too platinum island.
"come together!"
Yang Junshan's look is dignified, and the broken mountain spirits and light roads are condensed into the Taibai gold knife. Yan Yan shot again, and the two magical powers are perfectly integrated. The power is not a simple addition.
"Break", under the attack of Taibaijindao, the blood line finally broke from it, the broken blood line still passed from both sides of the crowd, and the light curtain hanging down by the mountain guard was instantly cut.
Yang Junshan pointed to Feihongzhong at the top of the head, but Ouyang Yulin, who was seen in the distance, also slammed into Feihongzhong.
Yang Junshan’s dark passage was not good. When he wanted to take back Feihongzhong, it was already late. A loud bang of the
咣
burst on the top of his head. Feihongzhong made a cry, and the appearance of re-condensing into a bell fell into the hands of Yang Junshan. There are faint cracks on the wall of the clock.
Yang Junshan refused to fly Hong Zhong's damage, the mountain guardian was broken, and suddenly there were more than a dozen face games in the hands. Then these pieces of chess flew away in different directions, but they were in the entanglement with Ouyang Yulin. Lu Jing and Ning Qing's two tactical masters have already arranged the formation in the dark. At this time, Yang Junshan's chess game arrived, and the mountain spirits array was completed at a very fast speed under the cooperation of the three squadrons. Can make up for the defensive loophole after the defending of the mountain.
Three heads rushed forward and were blocked by the spiritual array. The mouth of the skull suddenly spurted a fog to erode the guardian light curtain that did not move like a mountain spirit.
Yang Junshan has already had a handle of a copper hammer in his hand, which is the top grade of the compound weapon that was previously harvested from the forbidden burst.
I saw Yang Junshan throwing out the copper hammer in his hand and screaming in the mouth: "Crack!"
A scorpion can't be smothered, and in the crisp sound of "hey, slap", this scorpion has been crushed by the smashing, the same as the one that was previously smashed by Shan Jun. The scorpion of blood fog is also unable to recover.
Ouyang Yulin originally thought that he personally went out and killed a few warriors. It was just a matter of handcuffs. He was able to avenge his brothers, and at the same time he could also harvest a few quite good flesh and blood corpses, but he expected that he would not condense himself. The eight skulls that were made up were destroyed by two people, which is tantamount to shame!
"Dare to destroy my servant, today the devil must ask you to wait for life without asking for death!"
Ouyang Yulin had a scorpion in his hand. This squatted with white bones, woven with muscles, and waterfalls on the surface. The remaining six hoes flew back to the scorpion, from time to time. In the haunt, I can still make all kinds of sly expressions and biting movements.
"It's a bone skeleton!"
Yan Yan screamed, as a true disciple of the Tanzhepite, she heard from the Zongmen about the detailed process of the Ouyang Pelin brothers when they smashed out of Yucheng, knowing that Ouyang Palin had two equivalents in his hand. The treasures of the spirits, one bloody, and the other one is the white bones. It is with these two treasures of the spirit level that Ouyang Palin can stand out under the siege of the family monks, and then On several occasions, facing the sieges of the true monks of the various sects, they were able to save their lives.
At this time, I saw a white bone in the hands of Ouyang Yulin. The natural heart was horrified, and I could not help but exclaim.
"Reassure, this white skeleton is just a top-quality magic device, equivalent to the top-grade implement, not the object in the hands of Ouyang Pei-lin!" Yang Junshan quickly said.
The two treasures in the hands of Ouyang Peirin should be the magical spirits, and the white bones in the hands of Ouyang Yulin are just an imitation.
"Hey, you can avoid the corrosion of this demon spirit, and you can recognize the top-quality magic weapon in this magic hand. Kid, it seems that you know a lot about our magic!"
Ouyang Yulin shakes the white bones in his hand, and smiles sternly: "But what can it be? Don't think that you can destroy the two magic servants of the demon. You can be crazy, boy, real man and the martial arts monk. The gap is not what you can do."
Ouyang Yulin’s hand was loose, and the white bones rose to the mid-half and turned into a wave. Only the remaining six hoes appeared in the blood waves from time to time, and they made a
squeaky
strange laughter, along with the blood waves. Rushing toward the mountain.
Yang Junshan put a pair of hands on his chest, a group of original essence condensed, and then his hands pressed to the ground, a few feet in front of everyone, a mound rose up.
However, the blood wave spread straight from the surface of the mound, and the mounds were flooded in the meantime, and everyone under the mound would have to rush down.
But Yang Junshan shouted at this time: "Break!"
The towering hills collapsed instantly, and the blood waves had not yet rushed down from the hills, and they fell under the collapsed hills. Several heads were buried in the mud, and the mountain monarchs vacated and turned into The Sanzhang giant scorpion fell on the collapsed hills and suppressed the falling blood waves again.
"Damn!" Ouyang Yulin tried to control the blood waves and counterattack. The mudstones of the hills were immersed in blood red from low to high, and the mountains and rivers that were suppressed at the top were constantly vibrating, as if they would be overturned at any time. Ground.
"Women!" Yang Junshan is really anxious at this time.
"All right!"
Wu Shuo’s low voice, which has never been shot from beginning to end, sounded behind his back:
Curs, blood, broken spirit!

The blood wave that had to be overturned by the mountain was suddenly and vigorously boiled. Ouyang Yulin in the distance yelled. His spirit seemed to have encountered boiling water. The severe pain made him have to temporarily withdraw the extended spirit. Knowledge, but for this moment of effort, he lost control of the blood waves, the blood waves under the mountain Jun continued to shrink and condense, and re-into the side of a white skeleton was suppressed by the mountain Junyi under the hills.
"Fast, I can't hold on for a long time!" Wu Shuo shook his hand with a wooden stick, and on the fingertips of his other hand, a cyan flame was burning a blood bead. I have to keep boiling.

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