"boom……"
Wang Yang snorted coldly, raised his right foot slightly by half an inch, and stomped on the ground. Infinite white fire swept out, and a large number of arms and corpses rushing toward him were instantly pale, stagnant, and then turned into fly ash. .
"I don't care who you are, how dare you plot against me, I will cut you into pieces!"
Immediately, Wang Yang's eyes turned completely pale, without a trace of impurities, and the ethereal white fire that had previously surged out rolled back and gathered behind him.
All rivers flow back, and the sky and the earth are white.
The endless white fire of nothingness gathered together, like the Milky Way, flowing across the void, and in the Milky Way, a round of white sun slowly rose.
"boom……"
In silence, the waves of the Tianhe River surged, and the bright light of the day completely turned the heaven and earth pale, and a terrifying aura hung over the heaven and earth.
The sky creates daylight, and everything becomes lonely.
"Refining Gang to transform into physical form, the heaven and earth are natural, so strong."
Ye Qing waved his sleeves lightly, blowing in the burning wind, burning several corpses rushing toward him into ashes. He looked at the Tianhe White Sun in the sky and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The three realms of refining the Gang are refining the Gang, tempering the Gang, and transforming the body. Refining the Gang and tempering the Gang are only the foundation, while the Formation of the Gang is the great achievement.
The so-called phase transformation refers to controlling the subtleties of Gangqi, condensing the natural phase, spreading the power of heaven and earth, and integrating the power of all phenomena.
To put it simply, transformation is the evolution of all natural phenomena, in line with the power of heaven and earth. Each move can be transformed into countless changes, just like the power of heaven and earth, the power of gods and demons.
It can be said that refining and quenching Gang are only preliminary uses of the evil spirit. Only by transforming the evil spirit can the true power of the evil spirit be exerted.
With the strength Wang Yang has shown, even if he goes all out, he may not be able to defeat the opponent.
"kill……"
While Ye Qing was thinking, he saw Wang Yang roar and punch out.
In an instant, the Milky Way rolled down the heaven, and the sun fell westward into the world.
The squirming and wailing corpses in the hall all turned pale as if their color had been wiped away. With the breeze blowing away from the fist, all the filth was swept away, leaving only pure paleness.
In the paleness, the mummy's body exudes extremely strong Yin Qi, the demonic flames in its eyes are beating, half of the face is twisted and crazy, but the other half of the face is peaceful and peaceful.
"Magic Buddha..."
Facing the long river and the white sun pouring down, the mummy stretched out his left hand and pressed it upward. An evil and invisible sound resounded through the hall.
The big Buddha behind the mummy also moved accordingly, raising its left hand, with countless resentful souls crying and wailing in it, facing the long river of white sun falling in the sky.
The long river descends to heaven in broad daylight, and the resentful soul in the left palm emerges from hell.
Amidst the roar, the long river of white sun was directly shattered by the Buddha's palm, and the sky was filled with white fire, which turned into darkness and filled with evil energy.
"puff……"
Under the tug of Qi, Wang Yang spit out a mouthful of blood and staggered back, his Qi disordered.
"Brother Ye, come together and kill this weirdo. Only then will we have a chance to survive."
Wang Yang took two steps back, a hint of horror flashed in his eyes. He glanced at Ye Qing, who was watching the excitement. A flash of anger first flashed in his eyes, and then he seemed to have thought of something. His eyes rolled and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Okay, let's go together."
Ye Qing responded with a firm tone, but as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and rushed out of the hall.
Do you think I am Yang Xuan? If you want to trick me, no way!
He didn't know Wang Yang's thoughts yet. Didn't he just want to trick him and let him block the mummy so that he could escape?
Think of him as stupid!
He didn't escape before because he wanted to see how strong the mummy was. Now it seems that he is not weak. Even Wang Yang is no match for him. He may be a seductress-level monster.
Maybe, you really can’t afford to offend him, so running away for your life is the right thing to do.
Wang Yanggang pretended to take a step forward, but when he turned around, he saw Ye Qing's back turning around and running away like the wind.
"Shouldn't that be what I did? You should be in front of me. Why did the cannon fodder turn into me? The script is wrong!"
Wang Yang was stunned at first, and then became furious: "Ye Pingshan, you are looking for death!"
Of course, scolding is scolding, anger is angering, Wang Yang chased Ye Qing out with all his heart.
If you want to run, let’s run together.
Who doesn’t have legs yet?
Moreover, when he catches the other party, he will definitely make the other party die without a place to bury him.
Thinking about Wang Yang, he has been cheating others since he was a child. When has he been cheated by others, how can he not take revenge?
"Jiejie..."
Looking at the two people escaping, the mummy monster laughed. Blood and tears flowed from the face of the giant Buddha behind him, and an invisible and majestic sound resounded through the hall.
"Magic Buddha..."
"Magic Buddha..."
In the invisible and majestic sound, a strange power filled the Thousand Buddha Hall, and all the corpses opened their eyes.
As Wang Yang was passing through the Sutra Tower, countless arms suddenly grew out of the Sutra Tower and hugged him tightly.
Wang Yang punched out, his energy roared, and the sutra tower suddenly collapsed. However, the Buddhist sutra tower made of flesh and blood around him squirmed and surrounded Wang Yang from all directions.
Even though Wang Yang was powerful, he could not break away from the entanglement of flesh and blood for a while.
The same was true for Ye Qing. When he crossed the tongue bridge, his tongue suddenly rolled up, trying to wrap him around.
Ye Qing's reaction was naturally not slow. He swept out and landed on the pond, trying to use his strength to get up and leave this place.
But at this moment, the corpse floating on the pond had its belly opened, and tongues came out. The tongues were covered with barb-like spikes and swept towards him.
At the same time, countless hairs stained with scarlet blood emerged from the pond, covering him like swaying water plants.
Ye Qing pointed his toes on the pond, and a layer of ripples appeared on the water surface, like a gentle breeze blowing on the spring water, silently.
But the next moment, countless bubbles emerged from the water, gurgling and misting, and the blood-red black hair started to burn.
The black hair, which was originally a dead thing, actually let out a shrill wail.
Immediately, Ye Qing's body twisted half-twisted, and a bright sword flashed out in the shape of a half-moon, and all the tongues covered with barbs were cut into two pieces.
But at this time, the tongue bridge made of countless tongues had already rolled up. The snake bridge was covered with fishy mucus, and heads were wrapped in the mucus. All the heads had their eyes wide open, and there was a smell of evil and filth. The power spreads.
"Tsk, tsk, it looks disgusting."
Ye Qing's spirit was high, but the evil and filthy power did not affect him. He held out the scimitar in his hand, and the light of the sword slowly spread out, like a layer of moonlight and clear frost, spread out on the water surface, hazy and dreamy.
But the moment the tongue bridge touched the hazy and dreamy sword light, it began to tremble violently. Countless blood marks suddenly appeared on the tongue bridge, split open, and blood flowed across it.
The moonlight is like water, and the light of swords is hidden everywhere in the water.
Only one sword, but a thousand swords.
Just one cut, and it will be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
In the blink of an eye, the Tongue Bridge was torn apart, and before the flesh and blood could fall off, it was burned to ashes by the foehn wind contained in the sword light.
Ye Qing took a deep breath, his energy changed, and the figure that had fallen down once again flew outwards like a strong wind.
However, as soon as he reached a certain distance, Ye Qing's figure froze and stopped helplessly.
"Run, why don't you run?"
At this time, Wang Yang also broke free from the entanglement of flesh and blood, and rushed behind Ye Qing, speaking with sarcasm and murderous intent.
"Well, I won't run anymore. I'm tired. You can run first!"
Ye Qing seemed not to hear the sarcasm in Wang Yang's tone, shrugged and stepped aside.
"Humph, you..."
Wang Yang was disdainful and was about to say a few words of ridicule, but when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, the words that had just rushed to his throat were swallowed back into his stomach.
I saw the road of corpses in front of me, and at some point, it stood up straight from the other end, like a wall of corpses, blocking all ways out.
On the corpse wall, countless corpses were entangled together, rushing toward the two of them like a torrent.
Wang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his palm like a knife, and slashed thirty-six times with his hand knife. Thirty-six long flaming knives condensed in the air and struck hard against the flesh wall.
"Little Flame Knife Technique"
In the roar, flesh and blood spattered, and a crack several feet deep appeared on the corpse wall. Void white fire spread in the crack, but it only lasted for a short two or three breaths before being annihilated by the endless flesh and blood corpses, and the crack returned to normal.
"no!"
Wang Yang felt heavy. As soon as he took action, he knew that the wall of corpses in front of him could not be broken, at least not in a short period of time.
But what they lack most is time.
After only a few breaths of delay, countless corpses and flesh-and-blood monsters piled up behind him also chased after him.
There were tigers and wolves in front of him, and pursuers behind him. They were in a dilemma, and Wang Yang's mood completely sank.
"Do you really want to die here?"
Wang Yang couldn't help but have desperate thoughts in his heart, but in the corner of his eye, Ye Qing was surprisingly calm, without any fear or anxiety, with a calm expression on his face.
"Brother Ye, do you have any good ideas?" Wang Yang's eyes lit up. Seeing how confident Ye Qing was, could the other party have any countermeasures?
"There's no good way!" Ye Qing shook his head.
Wang Yang: "..." There's no way you can pretend to be like this, and who are you trying to bluff?
However, before Wang Yang could speak, Ye Qing continued: "However, there is no good solution, but I have an immature little idea."
"What do you think?" Wang Yang asked hurriedly.
Ye Qing touched his nose and directly ordered without saying anything: "Brother Wang, stop these things first!"
"Should I block it?" Wang Yang subconsciously refused, "Why didn't you block it?"
Ye Qing glanced sideways at Wang Yang: "Okay, then I'll block it and you can figure out a way out?"
Wang Yang: "..."
If I want to find a way, why should I look at your face?
"Hmph, if you can do it, go ahead. If you can't do it, don't push me!" Ye Qing snorted coldly and urged: "If you still can't do it, why are you standing there?"
"You..." Wang Yang's face was ashen. If the two of them were not on the same rope and it was not suitable for them to fight in the same room, he would have cut each other into pieces.
"You'd better not lie to me, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
After saying harsh words, Wang Yang rushed forward. Halfway through, he slowly raised his right fist. When he reached corpses, flesh and other monsters, his fist was just above the top.
If the fist is higher than the top, the fist is higher than the sky.
Infinite white fire of nothingness gathered in the sky, and the sky was white.
Then, the fist fell, the sun fell, and the sky tilted.
"Sunset Boxing in the West Mountain, Sunset in the West Mountain"
Ye Qing had seen Xiaoyang use Sunset Xishan, and there was a kind of sadness and chill in that punch, but Wang Yang's Sunset Xishan, there was no sadness, no chill, some of it was just the power of the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing. Just the great terror of annihilation of all things.
"rumble……"
The sky fell at sunset, and with one punch, all the corpses and flesh-and-blood monsters within a dozen feet were annihilated, and then the ground filled with flesh and blood collapsed inch by inch, forming a large pit.
