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"Sword Array" Ding Yi let out a long roar, driven by both hands, the sword light flashed in the air, like a meteor flying, and fifteen swords roared out, forming a sword array, covering the death messenger's whole body at once.

When, dang, dang, the sword aura on the scene was vertical and horizontal, the sword was full of sky, the sword array was strangled, fierce and fierce, and at least a hundred swords of the death messenger were slashed in an instant.

Ding Yi now understands the power of the Eagle King's swordsmanship, the more swords sacrificed, the stronger the sword formation, and it can't be avoided at all, the other party can either resist or break it.

The strength is not as good as Ding Yi, it is a dead word in an instant, and he will be strangled to smithereens like Oda Haoran.

The strength is stronger than Ding Yi, unless this sword formation is burst, otherwise it will be a hard resistance.

Other people's spells and supernatural powers can be avoided, if you can't beat it, you can run, as soon as Ding Yi's sword array comes out, either you die or I live, and it doesn't give people a chance to avoid at all.

"Wow" The Deathbringer let out a cry of grief and rage, and after a burst of sword light, he was covered in blood, his sword was inserted, and fifteen swords were slashed from his body.

If it weren't for his physical toughness, far surpassing that of humans, he would have been torn apart and shattered.

It was too strong, and at this time Ding Yi only had two feelings in his heart.

One is that the sword array taught by the Eagle King is too strong, if these fifteen sub-swords all have the quality of the Yuan Seeking Sword, or replace them with fifteen high-grade spiritual weapons, he is sure to kill this death messenger with only one straight sword.

The second feeling is that the Deathbringer is too strong.

This is just a little divine thought of him, not his real body, and he borrowed the bodies of other demon beasts.

If it weren't for his powerful divine thoughts, the body of this demon beast would have been slashed by Ding Yi.

He was hit by fifteen swords, which was no different from not being hit by swords, and his body's repair ability was stronger than Ding Yi's.

I saw that his body trembled, and a burst of black gas that could be seen with the naked eye surged all over his body, and the black gas wrapped his body, and the next moment, Dangdang, the feather sword inserted in his body was shattered, and his wounds were healing rapidly.

"Wow Whoa" The Deathbringer roared again, his body slamming with all his might.

Eventually, the tomb could no longer hold on, boomed, collapsed, and became a pile of ruins.

At this time, a long roar came from behind him, and then there was a bang, and a large area of rock and soil splashed in all directions, and Shi Tianhu came out of the ground, still holding something in his hand.

That thing was like a block of ice, and when Ding Yi saw it, he felt that it was cold all around, as if it was winter.

The Ghost Mirror has been unearthed.

Shi Tianhu said that when Ding Yi fought with the Death Messenger, he dug out the Yin Soul Mirror from the ground.

"Woo" When Shi Tianhu came out, the tomb collapsed and almost buried him and Ding Yi, but they were all powerful people, Shi Tianhu split his hands, broke out of the ground directly, and jumped back to the ground with a bang.

Ding Yi can be described as suffering heavy losses today, and I don't know how many swords are gone.

Although it is said that the Xunyuan Sword can constantly split and produce a sub-sword, Ding Yi knows that this is tantamount to consuming his own strength.

In the past, when he was in the God Realm, every time he conjured a new sword, he would lose 10,000 Xuan Qi.

Now that he is a human immortal, he conjures up a new sword, which also consumes his Xuan Qi, which can also be said to be True Qi.

If he keeps consuming, his strength will also decline.

"Let's go. He didn't want to, nor did he dare to fight the Deathbringer, and jumped back to the ground from the crumbling tomb.

He and Shi Tianhu flew up almost at the same time, wanting to leave here.

At this moment, a loud bang sounded in the void, bursting like a long whip in midair.

Ding Yi swept away, and the long tail of the death messenger was thrown into the air.

As soon as Shi Tianhu flew up, he was whipped by a whip, and his long tail instantly hit his legs, pulling Shi Tianhu to the ground and throwing him down, bang, and falling heavily on a pile of rotten dirt.

"Woo" Shi Tianhu turned around, shook his hand, and the Yin Soul Mirror flew towards Ding Yi.

Ding Yi stretched out his hand to take it, but before the mirror arrived, he felt the cold coming to his face, and Ding Yi shivered from the cold.

Immediately, he didn't want to take it, but the mirrors were all in front of him, so he had to grit his teeth, horn, and take it in his hand.

Now, a cold current passed from the mirror to his right hand, and he saw that a frost quickly appeared on his right hand, spreading all the way to his arm, and his entire right hand was frozen in an instant.

And the frost kept spreading all over his body.

Originally, he flew up, but at this time, his whole body was numb, and he felt like he was frozen and stiffened, and he plopped and fell directly from mid-air.

Pit father, father-in-law, you can't pit me, Ding Yi is extremely depressed.

However, Ding Yi reacted quickly, and pointed a little on his left hand while falling to the ground.

"Sun Hanging Sword"

This was the first time he had used the Xuanmen Divine Power since he became a human immortal.

brush, the body suddenly shined, the scene was like a majestic fire, and the temperature rose sharply.

The freezing sensation in the whole body disappeared immediately.

"Ahh

"What are you doing, my little ancestor?" Ding Yi panicked when he heard this.

"I can't suck it, it doesn't seem to be of any use. ”

Pit daddy, you also cheating me? I said that I can deal with the dead and the dead.

Ding Yi was about to vomit blood when he heard it, you brag and brag a little bigger, and if you can't do it, you still say that you can do it.

People are still young, so it would be nice if I was older. The little fairy worm is this sentence anyway, and he is still unconvinced: "If you let me eat more, I will grow faster." ”

What do you want to eat? You can't even eat this mirror, you still brag, you have the ability to brag bigger.

What are you doing fiercely, you have to be able to find more than 100,000 years old Immortal Ice Grass, Youlanzhi, more than 100,000 years old Flame Fruit, Jade Worm Mushroom or something, I will grow very quickly if I eat it, who makes you useless, I can't find it.

"---" Ding Yijue couldn't communicate with the little fairy worm.

These ghost things that the little fairy worm said are all fairy grass elixirs that only exist in the fairy world, who are you and me?

The communication between one person and one insect is completed in an instant, don't look at the content so much, Ding Yi is now brainstorming, and he has actually finished communicating with the little fairy worm in a tenth of a second.

Almost at the same time, boom, the big hand of the Death Messenger fell, covering the sky and covering the top of Ding Yi's head.

Ding Yi hurriedly retreated, still holding the Yin Soul Mirror in his hand.

There was a loud bang in the air, and the tail of the death messenger was fast and urgent, chasing Ding Yi's figure and pumping hard.

Ding Yiren was in mid-air, his mind moved, Zheng, Zheng, several swords appeared out of thin air, and with a twist, the tail of the death messenger was split in two from the middle and became two.

Just about to be ecstatic.

The tail that had been split in two swished and split in two, but it became two whips, and the castration continued.

Bang, Ding Yi's eyes were dark, and his chest was pumped by one of the tails.

"Not good. As soon as he turned his head, he felt that the big hand above his head fell, and he grabbed Ding Yi in his hand again.

This is the second time Ding Yi has been caught by the Death Messenger.

The first time, he happened to cross the tribulation, and with the help of the heavenly tribulation, he broke the big hand of the death messenger, and now he was caught again.

As soon as he was grabbed by this big hand, his whole person felt bad, and the thick breath of death, decay, and decay passed to his armor like a plague.

Warframe sirens are incessant, dangerous, dangerous, very dangerous.

Shi Tianhu on the side of "Woo" roared angrily, his figure was as fast as lightning, and he immediately approached, his hand rose and fell, and he slammed into the back of the death messenger.

The Deathbringer's body moved, and there was no harm at all.

Li ignored him, his mouth was wide open, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, okay--- your body is much stronger than this demon beast, just change your body-------- hahaha. At this moment, a terrifying voice came into Ding Yi's mind.

"Fight. Ding Yi, who was caught in the palm of his hand by the messenger of death, was in a hurry, and hurriedly thought about Cui Dong, Zheng, Zheng, Zheng, and sacrificed twenty-eight swords again in one breath.

As soon as he came out this time, he obviously felt tired, knowing that he was already overdrawing his strength and spirit, as well as his Xuan Qi.

The sword light at the scene was great, and the sword array was powerful, starting from the hand of the death messenger, and it first smashed the big hand that grabbed Ding Yi, and then twisted the entire body of the death messenger into pieces.

"How could this be?" Ding Yijue's happiness came too suddenly, just now the same twenty-eight swords did not break one of the hands of the Death Messenger, but he didn't expect that his entire body would be crushed now.

At this moment, he watched in surprise as a black line flashed across his eyebrows.

A fine black smoke, like silk, swished through Ding Yi's eyes.

"Ahh Ding Yi covered his eyes and stepped back.

The next moment, he felt that his whole body was cold, dead, rotten, decaying, and all kinds of breaths were continuously produced in his body.

The devil is in the body.

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