Chapter 475

The dark wind howled between the heaven and the earth, and the endless black and evil knives swept across, tearing apart the warriors who came to slay the demons one by one, and the evil monsters roared ferociously.

In just a few breaths, at least half of the thousands of people who came here died tragically.

Amidst screams of despair, Ling Jiao held the knife and stepped forward step by step.

His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the void, and he stared at the direction where the evil monster was roaring, with fighting spirit rising in his eyes.

Every time he took a step, the ground under Ling Jiao's feet trembled, and the surging crimson essence on his body surged to a height of more than ten meters, twisting the void.

At this time, he was walking in the world like a flame god, the ground under his feet was dry, cracked and shattered.

His body was so hot that he was like a humanoid oven, Bai Yang had no choice but to stay away.

Under the observation of Huiyan, Ling Jiao seemed to be transformed into the center of heaven and earth, and the endless qi of rigidity and yang converged and merged into his true essence. The true essence was crushed.

"Who are you? As a martial artist, you can actually attract the power of heaven and earth. This is impossible!"

The evil monster over there stopped laughing abruptly, his voice tinged with horror.

"The power of heaven and earth? I don't know, I just want to compete with you." Ling Jiao paused, and pointed the black long knife in his hand at the Shinto monster in the void.

"It's up to you? Kill me!"

The other party growled and pointed at Ling Jiao.

Hoo hoo...

howling wind,

All the black knives that were sweeping and tearing apart other people gathered together, forming a terrifying pitch-black tornado that enveloped Ling Jiao.

Bai Yang frowned in the distance, can Ling Jiao do it? Although the true energy in his body is blessed by the Qi of the Heaven, Earth, and Yang, it may be okay to resist the scattered black evil knives, but with millions of black evil knives, he might be torn to pieces!

After all, Ling Jiao is not an orthodox Shinto monk, and the kung fu method absorbing the most rigid and yang energy of the world is only a passive attribute, so Bai Yang can't help but not worry.

Facing the endless black swords, Ling Jiao resolutely raised the long sword in his hand.

In an instant, the terrifying primordial energy rising from his body disappeared without a trace, and the whole person became ordinary. Instead, a faint crimson appeared on the blade of the originally pitch-black long knife in his hand.

"breaking Dawn!"

Standing on the ground, Ling Jiao spit out these two words lightly as he watched the Heisha Yin Dao sweeping towards him.

Holding the knife in both hands, he still performed a simple chopping action.

At that moment, the world seemed to be still for a moment, and the whole world seemed to become pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers, just like the darkest moment before dawn.

But then, the endless golden light gushed out from the sky, dispelling the darkness, and the world became alive.

An arc-shaped knife light crossed the sky, like a corner of the scorching sun looming in the sky, when it was about to rise into the sky, it sprayed golden light all over the sky.

Under this arc-shaped knife light, the millions of black evil knives dissipated instantly like white snow meeting the scorching sun!

The next moment, the world became alive again, Ling Jiao held the knife in both hands and kept moving, looking ahead.

Starting from his feet, a 100-meter-long crack extended, and the mountain in front was almost split open.

The Heisha Yin knife disappeared without a trace, and those who survived by chance looked at this scene blankly, all dumbfounded, and their hearts were filled with endless horror.

Was that scene just an illusion? The power of a single knife is like a picture of the scorching sun breaking dawn.

"You... how is this possible, the sword technique actually contains a trace of the will of the sun, which can attract the blessing of righteousness between heaven and earth, how is this possible"

In the void over there, the evil monster stared at Ling Jiao, as if he had seen a ghost.

"You're not dead? I've used all my tricks." Ling Jiao, who was so mighty and mighty in a mess, was posing, but scratched his head when he heard the evil monster's words.

"I'm an idiot, I don't know how to hide?" The evil monster replied, and then asked in a deep voice: "Who the hell are you, and why do you have such sword skills?"

"My master won't let me say, since you are not dead, let's come again. Breaking dawn is just the first move of this sword technique I practiced. It was originally very powerful, but my current cultivation can only exert one-tenth of it. This set of saber techniques has a total of nine moves, and I will use the second move next, called Dongsheng, Rising Sun Dongsheng, its light is vast and powerful, you have to pay attention!" Ling Jiao looked at the other party and said .

Two-handed knives were changed to one-handed knives, and after he finished speaking, he began to brew a big move.

Bai Yang wanted to stretch out his hand to cover his forehead, but his clean body didn't suit him, so he could only curl his lips speechlessly.

You said you want to magnify your move, and explain it to the other party? I thought it was a ring fight, but you are so particular about it, so you can't change the virtue of talking about it before you start a fight?

Sure enough, the evil demons don't pay much attention at all, they stared grinningly and said, "What a mess, just die to me!"

While talking, the other party started to move, stretched out his hand and pointed at Ling Jiao, and there was a sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

The four pitch-black pillars that had been inserted into the ground to block this area rose into the air, surrounded by countless skulls burning with pitch-black flames, and chopped down on him.

"I don't care about you." Ling Jiao stared.

It was too late to say it, but then it was too fast, he jumped into the air in an instant, the black long knife in his hand faintly flashed with a golden edge, and he slashed like lightning.

At that moment, his figure disappeared between the sky and the earth, only a golden light streaked across the void, outlining a perfect circle.

When that golden circular line appeared in the void, the endless golden light gushed out, making everyone who saw it teary eyes, so hot eyes...

This move is exactly as Ling Jiao said, the sun rises in the east, its light is vast, like a scorching sun rising in the east, the light covers everything.

Bai Yang covered his eyes, couldn't look straight, complained in his heart, this momentum is a bit too powerful, why are you so arrogant as a martial artist? Could it be that everything I have encountered before is fake?

The golden light flashed across the sky for a moment, and then the whole world became quiet, followed by four clicking sounds.

Bai Yang looked up, and found that the four pillars coming from the sky were fixed in the void, a crack appeared in the middle, and then they all broke into two pieces and fell, crashing to the ground.

I wipe, my nunchaku is gone...

As for the skulls surrounding the four pillars, they all disappeared. Bai Yang vaguely remembered that those skulls had been shattered when Ling Jiao used that move...

Bang, Ling Jiao fell to the ground with the knife, his face was a little pale, he looked forward and took a deep breath and said, "Are you dead now? I can only use the first two moves, it seems that my master is right when he said that my cultivation base is so-so."

"I'll kill you, first destroy my magic weapon of skeletons, then destroy my black sword technique, and now destroy my ghost and soul-eating stick made by killing millions of people, I will take you away!" , devour your soul"

From the hilltop over there, there was a hysterical roar of evil monsters.

The baby has been destroyed one after another, his heart is bleeding, who the hell has provoked me.

"It's not dead? It's over, it seems that I am the one who died, master, I guess I will disappoint you" Ling Jiao said helplessly, dumbfounded.

Bai Yang frowned slightly. Sure enough, as a Shinto master who survived the thunder disaster, it was not so easy to deal with.

Looking at the sky, the sun had already set, darkness enveloped the earth, and night fell.

"Sure enough, in the end, I'm still required to finish the pretense, even this group of people can't do it!"

Whispering in his heart, Bai Yang quietly ran to the side while everyone was getting their attention, first took out a set of clothes from the interspatial bag, put them on, and then went to the ground pretending to be dead.

Over there, the ferocious Shinto monster no longer played any magic weapons and secret techniques, and directly rushed towards Ling Jiao with his entire Yin God, intending to take his body and devour his soul with his powerful soul power.

"It's over." Ling Jiao was in despair. He is a martial artist with amazing martial arts, but he is very fragile in terms of spirit. Facing the evil monster who rushed towards him, he felt that his soul could not even move. He could only watch helplessly as the opponent approached. .

"who is it!"

When the evil monster was about to approach Ling Jiao, the Yin God stopped instantly, roared solemnly, raised his eyes, his pupils shrank, and he looked like a ghost.

In front of him, in the void, a huge figure came across the sky. It was pitch black and gloomy, and it was clearly the yin god of a Shinto monk.

However, this yin god is different from the one he came into contact with. It's a bit too big, so big that you're joking.

For ordinary Shinto monks, the Yin God cultivated in the Yin God realm is about the same size as himself, and the illusion is like smoke.

But what did he see now? In the void in front of him, a Yin God with a height of ten meters came from the sky. It was fine that he was so big. He was not an illusion, but the whole thing was basically an entity, which was completely different from the illusory state of ordinary Shinto monks. worlds apart.

"It's your uncle!"

Bai Yang's Yin God came out of his body and flew into the air, and he didn't become the size of a normal person, he was directly in his maximum state. In order to avoid being torn apart by the wind of heaven and earth, the Yin God had crimson flames rising from his body.

At this time, he was standing in the air like a flame demon god. Compared to him, although the evil monster on the opposite side was already a real person, he was so small...

"Who are you?" The other party subconsciously asked.

"You don't care who I am, but you are so small!"

Bai Yang came directly to him, and he was not a particular person, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the other party's Yinshen in his hand!

"Ah, you, how is it possible that the power of Yin God is so powerful! What kind of flame is this, let me go!" Caught in Bai Yang's hands, the evil monster was terrified and struggled hard, but found that he couldn't break free at all.

"It seems that the realm of real people is like this." Bai Yang grabbed the opponent and looked at him curiously.

Everyone is in the state of Shendao monks and gods. When they don't use the secret magic weapon, it's like two people fighting with bare hands. At this moment, the comparison is about strength.

Although the other party was a level higher than Bai Yang, so what? As an adult, you have to kneel when facing a kid like a Hulk.

Especially when Bai Yang was surrounded by supernatural flames, holding the other party in his hand, the other party's Yin God was burning up, and it was about to be burned to ashes...

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