Xiyang casts a holy body, majoring in earth yuan force witchcraft, and is the initiator of the secret method of expanding the veins in the secret hall of the witch hall, the physical body is strong and abnormal, and his divine power is comparable to that of a dragon.
A slap was drawn, and with the support of the earth yuan force sent by the countless peaks around him, Ji Wenming's slap was like a thousand peaks hitting Yemotian's face at the same time.
A black light poured out from Yemotian's body, and a set of extremely ornate and intricate rose branches, and a beautiful armor with a pitch-black body poured out of his body, and quickly draped over him.
A black visor carved with countless rose bones snorted from his helmet, shielding Yamotian's face door tightly.
Ji Wenming's slap was on the face armor, and a loud bang was heard, and Ye Motian's body spun rapidly, bringing up arc-shaped wind whirls visible to the naked eye, like a spinning top with a sharp sound of breaking the air.
His visor shattered, his helmet shattered, and the terrifying impact shattered the armor on his body inch by inch.
Yemotian's cheeks sunken, half of his face was sparsely squeezed, and dozens of shiny teeth erupted from his mouth with crystal-like flashes, clanging and spilling all over the ground.
"Adult" Several Yu nobles rushed out of the air in a panic, and hurriedly hugged Yemotian, who was beaten to the ground.
The sparsely stolen Yamotian chaired his head in a daze, and his mouth with a large hole in it spurted out saliva mixed with blood.
"Uh, kill, kill him" Ye Motian muttered vaguely, and with difficulty raised the devouring sword and pointed at Ji Wenming.
He shook his head vigorously, his eyebrows opened and closed for a while, and a deep black divine light loomed in his vertical eyes, which was about to shoot out several times, but in the end he couldn't shoot out in his eyes.
Several Yu nobles glanced at Xi Wenming solemnly, and they let out a long roar at the same time, and a black divine light erupted from their bodies.
The dragon scale soft armor that they had obtained from the Gonggong clan to conceal their identities quickly dissolved in the black light, and was swallowed up by the black divine light, and then they were all dressed in extremely gorgeous black armor.
As aristocrats of the Yan Ri lineage, these delicate and expensive creatures would not fight hand-to-hand with Ji Wenming, and they pulled out their slender and delicate scepters, decorated with various ornate patterns, and waved the scepters with both hands and muttered incantations.
Ji Wenming strode towards Yemotian, and his heart was full of surprise, he wanted to smash Yemotian's head with that slap just now.
But the set of armor on Yemotian's body was actually very good, and more than ninety percent of the power of Ji Wen's blow was swallowed and melted by the armor, and in the end, less than one percent of the force hit Yemotian's face.
Ye Motian was only seriously injured, but there was no danger of life, with Ji Wen's personality being extremely hostile to foreign races, how could he allow Ye Motian, who was obviously from an extraordinary background, to continue to live, not to mention, the Yan Devouring Sword in this guy's hand was such a big threat to the Terran Witch Emperor Just after rushing a few steps, Ji Wenming's body suddenly stopped.
A black vortex with a diameter of dozens of zhang quietly appeared above his head, accompanied by the spells of several Yu nobles, the black vortex rotated rapidly, and a trace of visible light floated out of the black hole, wrapping around Ji Wenming's body, pulling him to pull him into the black hole.
Ji Wenming let out a long roar, stood firmly on the ground with his feet, and the tens of thousands of nearby mountain peaks roared in a low voice, and the huge earth yuan force continued to inject into Ji Wenming's body, linking him to this mountain range, resisting the terrifying devouring power of the black hole.
Ye Motian Monster laughed, he had just been beaten to the ground and had already regained some consciousness, he glanced at Ji Wenming with great resentment, and threw the sword towards the eighteen floating peaks on the Bailongjiang River.
"Sacrifice your blood and soul, you incompetent waste, to the great Lord Yamotian" The devouring sword flickered in the air, turning into tens of thousands of black sword shadows, silently shooting down at the tens of millions of water tribe demons on the eighteen floating mountain peaks.
Tens of thousands of water tribe demons didn't have time to resist at all, and they were passed through by the black sword shadow.
The sound of banging and explosion was endless, and the bodies of one after another water tribe demons exploded, their bodies instantly dried up and withered, their bodies exploded into large clouds of dust, and all their essence blood and souls were instantly devoured by the Devouring Sword.
A layer of vivid blood light flowed on the surface of the sword, and with a snort, a stream of blood energy rolled down from the top of Yemotian's head, continuously injecting into his body.
Yamotian's tattered cheeks healed quickly, and with the flick of his fingers, they were back to normal.
Hehe sneered, Yemotian slowly stood up, and the aura on his body became more and more powerful as the blood qi above his head continued to be injected.
He clenched his fists in ecstasy: "That's right, my father is right, as long as I make good use of the Devouring Sword, I will become extremely powerful, and the essence blood and soul of all living beings can be transformed into my power."
"Give me enough time, give me enough creatures to devour, and I will become as strong as my father" "Devouring, devouring, constantly devouring, this is the core essence of the bloodline of the Yan Ri, as long as you have the courage to devour, devour all the people I don't like, all their haves will become mine" "Strength, longevity, soul and even their fighting skills and combat experience, ah, it's wonderful, I feel it now, I can do anything" Ye Motian howled excitedly, his body shook slightly, and suddenly dozens of afterimages swayed in the air, he was very sharp punches and kicks, a set of extremely exquisite, extremely simple and clean moves, and no false moves were punched out by him.
Even when he punched and kicked out, there was a piercing sound of breaking the air in the air, and there were faint white spoons tearing the air far away.
This kind of sophisticated and skillful fighting skills should not be what a well-pampered Yu nobleman like him should have Ji Hao stood on the Taiyin Soul Ding, wrapped in billowing black gas and rushed out of the White Dragon River Eye.
When he rushed out of the water, he happened to hear Yemotian's yelling, and saw that the Devouring Sword was frantically devouring the blood and souls of those water tribe goblins.
And these water tribe demons are completely defenseless in the face of the devouring sword, and even Ji Wenming's body can be easily pierced, not to mention these water demons whose cultivation is not very powerful The divine sense swept over Yemotian's body, feeling the increasingly powerful aura in his body, Ji Hao suddenly laughed: "Yo, this kind of good thing, can't be cheap Even if they are all a group of damn monsters, they are also the natives of our Pangu world, and the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, this truth will not be wrong since ancient times."
With a finger of his hand, a large area of black gas erupted, enveloping the eighteen floating peaks in an instant.
Compared to the constant ups and downs of the Devouring Sword, the killing and devouring efficiency of the Taiyin Soul Ding is higher.
The black qi wrapped around those little demons of the water tribe swirled slightly, and countless little demons suddenly fell to the ground with a miserable scream, their essence blood and souls were drained clean, and their bodies turned into a ball of dry bones and fell to the ground.
To be continued
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