The Mustard Seed Bead and the Creation Scroll continuously collected the "Qing Qi". Wei Shiqi acted as the mainstay to stabilize the position. The elders of the upper clan mobilized the power of the netherworld to share the remaining troubles for him, and the stalemate was temporarily deadlocked. The "Lake of Clear Spirits" was bred in the body of the Holy Spirit Giant, and he could conquer ten levels with one force. He did not pay attention to subtle changes. Seeing that he could not suppress his opponent, he became anxious in his heart. He raised his head and roared, lifted the stone spear and smashed it down hard, like a mountain pressing down on the top. In an instant, The sky is dark and the earth is dark. The expressions of the elders of all clans suddenly changed. Just as they were about to escape, a suction force came out of thin air and bound them to the spot, unable to move or evade.
In the midst of his busy schedule, Guo Fujia sacrificed the "Dingshi Jian", and a stream of precious light came out. The wood and stone peeled off layer by layer, and debris flew. However, the stone spear held by the Holy Spirit Giant was too thick and could not be destroyed for a while. Wei Shiqi's eyes turned dark, he put away the scroll of creation, and the next moment he used the "Psychic Black Armor". The black light continued to flow, and he pounced on his body. It was created by heaven and earth, and it was perfectly matched. Unparalleled power surged out, filling his skin. With a slight shake of his shoulders, his muscles and bones turned into a shadow and suddenly jumped out. He was so fast that he didn't even react, and he hit the Holy Spirit Giant's ankle.
With an earth-shaking loud noise, Wei Shiqi dug through his ankle, creating a large hole as high as a person's height. The front and back were transparent, the flesh and blood were ferocious, and countless flesh buds sprouted like spring grass and writhed like maggots. The Holy Spirit Giant lost his balance and knelt down on one knee. The stone spear deflected and flew out of his hand. The severe pain was like a flash flood, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl. Wei Shiqi was convinced. The "Psychic Black Armor" was both offensive and defensive. It did not need the help of external objects. It was a killing weapon in itself. In this case, let's take advantage of the one-eyed giant and kill him while he was sick. Life!
A shadow rushed forward, killing the Holy Spirit Giant to a pulp. The huge body splashed with fountains of blood. He desperately pumped the "Lake of Clear Spirits" in his belly. The healing of his physical body lagged far behind the damage. At this moment, he was no longer injured. In the enemy's mind, the shadow of death hung over his head. The Holy Spirit Giant waved his palms and slapped his body randomly, but he could not catch his opponent.
The elders of the Shang clan looked at each other. Unexpectedly, a fierce and evenly matched battle suddenly turned into a one-sided situation, which was unexpected. The tyranny of Elder Wei of the Pifeng clan was evident. He killed and fought all the way, winning a great victory. The bad reputation is no fluke. Cang Nanshan, the leader of the Cang clan, drove the ghost generals to entangle the Holy Spirit woman. He still had time to distract himself. With a glance, he saw that Wei Shiqi put on the "psychic black armor" and went on a rampage, completely crushing the one-eyed giant. He couldn't help but feel his heart. Jump for it.
Is this the true face of "Psychic Black Armor"? This treasure was originally a treasure that Cangqiantan obtained from the "Psychic Hall". After much effort and skill, he accidentally obtained it and refined it into a black-armored ghost general. Unexpectedly, he was snatched away by the opponent in the "Forage Yard" and re-refined and possessed. I have such killing power. If Cangqiantan learns about it, he will definitely regret it! Cang Nanshan sighed with excitement. Only people like Wei Shiqi could exert the power of this armor to its fullest. Through the control of the black general, it was finally separated by a layer and fell into the inferior position.
The Cang Clan is not known for its tyrannical body and infinite strength. Moreover, it has embarked on the road of driving ghost generals from the beginning. The "Psychic Black Armor" fell into the hands of Wei Shiqi. It was a fate that could not be restored by human power. . Cang Nanshan withdrew his gaze, and his inner fear of Wei Shiqi deepened. He made up his mind not to find a place for Cang Qiantan, and never mentioned the matter of asking for black armor from now on.
The Holy Spirit Giant was so huge that it was impossible to know where its vital points were hidden, so it was difficult to launch a fatal blow in a hurry. Wei Shiqi caught a glimpse of the gap, penetrated its lower abdomen with his body, raised the mustard seed beads, spread the fire from the stone, and threw it into the " "Lake of Clear Spirits". The Holy Spirit Giant seemed to be aware of the crisis, with a look of horror on his face. He roared, turned around and fled towards the entrance to the lower world. Wei Shiqi didn't allow him to escape easily, and suddenly opened the Blood God Realm and trapped his right foot firmly. The giant exerted his strength, swayed several times, and crashed into the "Great Rift Valley" like a mountain, causing the cliff to collapse and causing rocks to rain like rain.
The elders of the various tribes fled in all directions. Wei Shiqi stood on the back of the Holy Spirit Giant, offering the "Scroll of Creation" to collect the Qing Spirit. Under the shroud of the Blood and Qi God Realm, the "Lake of Qing Spirit" in his lower abdomen gradually dried up, and his body shrunk accordingly. Weak and dying. The Holy Spirit Giant was not so weak. It was just that at the beginning of the connection between the two realms, in order to consolidate the passage and expand the entrance to allow the subsequent Holy Spirit Army to pass through, it consumed too much "pure spirit energy" and was unable to continue, and suffered this disaster. .
The "Great Rift Valley" is getting narrower and narrower, with jagged rocks and canines. The Holy Spirit Giant has shrunk to the size of an ordinary person. His body is covered with bruises and holes. He has lost the strength to struggle. Wei Shiqi stepped heavily on the back of his head and took advantage of the opportunity to fly into the air. He stood up and watched him fall into the "deep abyss" and be completely swallowed up by the darkness. There was no fluctuation in his heart, and he immediately turned into a shadow and turned back.
The woman with the Holy Spirit was shocked beyond words when she saw her companions falling to the bottom of the rift valley. There was such a person in the spiritual realm, who could single-handedly defeat the Cyclops. Even if the Holy Spirit army passed through the passage between the two realms and arrived in time, , and may not be able to gain a firm foothold and compete with ghosts and spirits. Could it be that a dream that had been dreamed for millions of years was completely shattered today? She was a little confused in her heart, but she did not let up at all. She spread her "Qingling Qi" like a divine help, guarding the door tightly and secretly brewing a counterattack.
Duan Renji, the leader of the Lixue Tribe, had been watching for a long time. He saw a gap and floated forward. His figure was as dim as a shadow, and he was wrapped in a ball of netherworld power. He pressed lightly against the opponent's back, and then he let out a muffled groan and was swept away by the "Qingling Qi". "Forcibly evicted. The woman with the Holy Spirit felt her back was cold and numb, and her chest was feeling tight. She knew that she was busy making mistakes and had fallen into the opponent's tricks. She had no choice but to inhale the "Qingling Qi" and turned lightly on her toes. Her long hair Whirling, countless turbulent airflows formed a circle, slowly expanding outwards, the void trembled violently, and cracks appeared and disappeared.
Pang Jie'an, Cang Nanshan, Yi Wujiu, Duan Renji, and Yue Daozhong all retreated in unison. Only the eight-foot-long, waist-thick, ten-meter-thick ghost general rushed forward, dragging his opponent tightly and letting the void cracks inflict on him. , don’t take half a step back. Two balls of white light burst out from the eyes of the Holy Spirit woman, like a guest star. She raised her right hand and stretched out her index finger. She seemed to be slow but fast, and gently touched the ghost general's eyebrows. There was a soft sound, and countless pieces of debris fell. The ghost He will stand still, like pieces of broken glass, gradually collapsing.
Cang Nanshan raised his eyebrows, formed the magic formula and muttered the word "ji" in a low voice. It was as if time went back in an instant, the debris rolled away and closed again. The ghost came back from the dead, made a surprise attack, and punched her in the chest. between the abdomen. The incident happened suddenly. Before the index finger of the Holy Spirit woman could be withdrawn, the vital part was severely injured. For a moment, all her long hair flew back, her face turned red, and her beautiful eyes revealed a look of disbelief.
The moment the ghost general succeeded, Pang Jie'an once again used the "Ten Directions Boundary Breaking Shuttle", and a stream of light went straight to the entrance to the lower realm. Seeing that the passage collapsed and the retreat was cut off, the Holy Spirit woman was bound to make the same mistake as the one-eyed giant.
