boom The violent power was too overbearing.
The great ape's golden fierceness and masculine golden light shattered the underworld python, and also turned into golden light flowing down from the sky, covering the surrounding area.
"The top fierce golden holy ape is the hidden source and great fortune.
It seems that your destiny is also at the forefront in this human land."
Regarding the collapse of the Nether Python, the Nether Clan warrior was not at all frightened.
Instead, his cold eyes flashed with chill, and he looked at Qingyang Huan with a sense of joy.
"My luck is beyond your imagination."
Seeing that he had become someone else's prey, Qingyang Huan snorted coldly.
"Styx Falls" The next moment, the sound of waves rushing through the mountains and forests resounded, and the surrounding ancient trees seemed to be caught in a turbulent wave.
This was not a long gray river, but six Styx rivers that met behind the Nether warriors, surging with surging waves. strength.
The six rivers of Styx are surging, and each one has the power to wash away the mountains and forests, not to mention that they gather in one place and pour directly towards Qingyang Huan.
Golden light flowed all over his body like clouds, and the surging blood rushed out of his body.
The Six Paths Divine Hidden behind him opened.
The previous blow made him understand that the so-called Styx River by the Nether Clan warriors in front of him was just an illusion of the Nether Python.
Although I don’t know why the underworld python turned into this monstrous river of Styx, but since they are both in the divine treasure realm, he can condense all kinds of evil sources, and others naturally have their own creations.
Along with the roar, Yinglong flew into the sky, Pixiu stepped on the ground, and the Six Paths Divine Treasure exploded with golden light like a small golden sun, directly covering the surrounding mountains and forests in a golden light.
"The Great Fierce Yinglong, the Great Fierce Pixiu, Zhen Jian, Lu Wu, Jiu Feng, and the Golden Holy Ape are all the source of the divine treasure condensed with the Great Fierce precious blood.
No, even if it is not ancestral blood, it is extremely pure blood. your creation" "My creation is beyond your imagination" In response to the horror of the Nether Tribe warriors, Qingyang Huan moved, and six golden ominous beasts roared out, sweeping a golden frenzy.
The figures of the ferocious beasts in the golden light were either stepping or flying into the sky, and the light they bloomed was brighter than the stars.
Be bright.
"It's all my creation" The sound of roars came out, and the warriors of the Nether Tribe roared.
The originally rushing Styx River changed.
In an instant, the Styx River converged into a vast ocean.
The Netherworld Water lingered in the void like a waterfall, trying to swallow Qingyang Huan.
"Styx Festival" Along with the sound of sobbing, where the six rivers of Hades converged into the vast ocean, six pythons emerged.
You Ge roared in unison in the surging sea of the underworld.
This was a phantom condensed from hidden sources, but it was the same as the real one.
The scene of the River Styx is no different.
Woo woo woo The python roared, and a low whimper came from its mouth.
In an instant, Qingyang Huan felt a murderous intention locked on him, a murderous aura that penetrated into his bones.
"Smell of murder" He was very familiar with this kind of killing.
After all, he had already comprehended the killing for two and a half minutes.
Then he saw a phantom emerging from the sea of the underworld, like a dark dragon, between the rolling and entangled pythons. , six pythons surrounded the black shadow of the big dragon and pounced towards him.
Under this murderous intention, Qingyang Huan felt as if his blood and bones were frozen by the killing energy.
Obviously, the killing caused by the dark dragon was much more profound than the killing artistic conception he had comprehended.
"kill"
Without the slightest hesitation, Qingyang Huan's body exploded with golden light again.
The golden light shot into the sky, and two more divine treasures were opened.
The Zhongshan divine beast stepped on the earth, rolling up flying sand and rocks all over the sky.
Bi Fang's firebirds were surrounded by golden flames, and the previous The six divine treasures converge into one place.
The eight evil beasts hiding their origins, the tyrannical and tyrannical ones such as the golden holy ape, have become substantial.
Yinglong, Lu Wu and others still seem a bit illusory, but the same thing is that the dark killing crescent moon flashes between the brows of the eight hidden sources.
The crescent moons, as dark as ink, were darker than the night.
Almost instantly, the eight hidden sources roared together, triggering a mass of killings in the sky.
The extremely fierce murderous intent made Qingyang Huan look like a god of death. boom The blazing light exploded, covering the void and mountains within a radius of dozens of feet.
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In the intertwining of this light, there were golden light and dim light.
The eight-headed evil hidden source belonging to Qing Yanghuan stirred up the River Styx, and collided with the black killing dragon.
The violent power was dazzling, like an exploding oven with flames splashing out. call out In the midst of the violence, a figure was surrounded by killing light and passed through the sky. puff A ray of dark light cut through the violent golden light, and the stone spear pierced through, with the sound of blood and bone piercing.
"My creation is beyond your reach, your creation belongs to me" A cold voice sounded, and the stone spear in his hand shook, and Qingyang Huan's figure appeared.
His whole body was filled with surging blood energy, like a wave rolling up in the ocean.
Facing the incoming violent energy, his body remained slightly intact. move.
When the surrounding golden light dissipated, the warrior from the Nether Clan in front of him still had an incredible look of shock in his eyes.
"The eight sacred treasures are all condensed with the blood of the great evil treasure.
I will not accept it."
Immediately after falling to the ground with a roar, Qingyang Huan grabbed it with his big hand, and a dark bone like a bone gun appeared in his hand.
The killing dragon that appeared in the Styx earlier was this bone gun.
The dark bone gun is covered with lines, but it is only half a foot in size.
The lines are not killing patterns, but real cracks like spider webs, as if they are about to collapse.
The rich killing aura comes from these gaps. spilled out.
The warriors of the Nether Tribe have such fighting power, and they have a killing conception that is obviously based on the amplification of this killing bone gun.
He originally thought that he also understood the method of killing, but now it seems that it is borrowed from other things.
Then Qing Yanghuan took action again and found a space bone pattern in his arms, as well as a silver-white wing bone pattern, which he obtained from his hand.
"Flying bone pattern."
After looking at the silver-white wing bones several times, it was obvious that the Nether Clan warrior wanted to escape with this bone pattern in his palm, but it was a pity that it was too late. roar The next moment, a roaring sound came, and above the corpse of the Nether Clan warrior, a dark light flashed, turning into the shape of a wild dragon, roaring out.
"The Manglong Bone Talisman."
The next moment, Qingyang Huan exploded with surging blood.
When he grabbed it, the dark light shattered and turned into a bone talisman.
This was the bone talisman of the Nether Tribe warrior, just like the bone talisman of the Shen Zang in his body. generally.
"Walk."
The two of them quickly disappeared from here, but they didn't run far.
They disappeared into the mountains only three miles away. call He calmed down the surging blood energy in his body.
Fortunately, he had dodged quickly before, and the injuries left by the killing energy on his body were only faint marks.
He estimated that the killing methods inspired by the Nether Clan warriors should be between three and four points.
However, the accumulated killings in this bone spear were not limited to these, but the Nether Clan warriors could only inspire this level.
If it were one more point, no matter how fast he hid in today's battle, he might not be able to avoid being disemboweled.
After all, with the six hidden sources of the underworld python transformed into the scene of the underworld, such a vision method would definitely not be possible.
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