Is everything irretrievable?

At this moment, a boom sounded with a bang. [Latest chapter reading.]

After a while, Yan Zhen realized what had just happened.

Just now, at the moment when Yan Tieyi was about to die in the hands of Dugu Twelve, the former head of the Dark Night Immortal Gate, who had been bound, got out strangely, and at the same time slammed into the foundation under the iron pillar bound by Yan Tieyi, flattening the foundation, and then Yan Tieyi himself fell involuntarily. And Dugu Twelve's finger smashed into the air, and finally hit the ground.

Therefore, Yan Tieyi is not dead yet.

Night Evil laughed: "Yan Zhen, I finally managed to get out just now and save your father, and it's up to you next." ”

Yan Zhen came back to his senses and said, "Of course, it's up to me to see it below." Thanks, Night Evil. ”

"You're welcome, you saved me once after all, and now this time I have to rely on you to save me to get out. The Night Monster said with a smile.

And Dugu Twelve looked at the night evil: "An ant, it actually sabotaged my actions, damn it." ”

Dugu Twelve casually popped out two fingers, one bounced towards the night evil, obviously wanting to kill the night evil, and the other bounced towards Lin Ying, wanting to kill Lin Ying casually. But Yan Zhen had already made a wrong move, and the starlight sword blocked horizontally, coincidentally sealing Dugu Twelve's two fingers.

At this moment, Yan Zhen only felt a powerful mana directly attacking his sword, is this the triple mana of the God Transformation Realm? It is really powerful. But Yan Zhen was not afraid, and Yan Zhen himself was so impacted by this mana that he took three steps back.

"Dugu Twelve, you killed the head of my faction, you wanted to kill my father just now, and now you want to kill my mother, do you think you can really do whatever you want?" Yan Zhen sneered.

Dugu Twelve said casually: "Oh, can't I do it?

"Of course I'm the one who wants to stop you. Yan Zhen held the sword in his hand.

"yes, then it's time to put your strength to the test. Dugu Twelve said disdainfully: "It's ridiculous that a little ghost also wants to fight with me." ”

"I don't think you're necessarily that powerful. Yan Zhen sneered: "Dugu Twelve, do you know why I have been using the Starlight Sword from beginning to end?"

"The Starlight Sword is the companion sword of my old friend Xingchenzi, you are using this sword to humiliate me. Dugu Twelve said coldly: "For the sake of my old friend, I will kill people's heads today." ”

"No, I'm not using the Starlight Sword for the purpose of humiliating you. Yan Zhen sneered and said: "You should also know that after a person kills someone, his momentum will involuntarily decrease, and after a sword kills someone, his own sword momentum will also decrease." And my Great Evil King is used to kill you, if you kill other demon cultivators to reduce the sword momentum, wouldn't it be worthless. That's why I've been using the Starlight Sword. But now that I'm going to fight you, I'm going to use my great evil king. ”

Yan Zhen's hand was clenched in the void, and he had already held the great evil king full of silver light in his hand, the great evil king at this time kept trembling, Yan Zhen looked at the big evil king in his hand stupidly: "Dugu Twelve, my sword is jumping, it wants to fight, it wants to eat your blood." ”

Dugu Twelve looked at the Great Evil King in Yan Zhen's hand: "Is this your Great Evil King of Sabre?" Sure enough, it is a good sword, but no matter how good the sword is, it is useless, because I am the strongest." Since you have shown your sword, I will show you my sword. ”

Dugu Twelve's hand was held in the void, and he was already holding a jet-black sword: "This sword is famous, and there is a hellish black fire that burns the entire world, and it weighs two thousand catties." ”

"Really, my Great Evil King is exactly 1,800 catties after it is remade. Yan Zhen held the sword in his hand and said coldly.

At some point, a strong wind began to hunt.

The wind was simply howling between heaven and earth.

This wind brought up Dugu Twelve's black clothes, he is a peerless hero, left behind and independent.

This wind brought Yan Zhen dressed in white, he is a peerless son, fluttering.

......

Yan Zhen looked at Dugu Twelve, only feeling that in his eyes, Dugu Twelve was getting bigger and bigger, and he was getting smaller and smaller, it seemed that Dugu Twelve had become a blood-colored demon god who dominated the world and could trample himself to death like an ant. Yan Zhen also knew that this was not some illusion, but that Dugu Twelve had killed too many people, and his momentum had condensed into spirit. The momentum is invisible, the spirit is tangible, and the spirit is the advanced version of the momentum. If momentum can't deter people to death, courage can really deter people.

Of course, to cultivate the qi, at least the transformation of the god realm is required.

Facing Dugu Twelve's courage, Yan Zhen also knew that he couldn't afford to wait, otherwise he would be more and more uncomfortable by this courage, and finally lose before fighting. Yan Zhen also knew that this Dugu Twelve was a powerful opponent that he had never encountered, but how could he not fight at this time.

Yan Zhen held the Great Evil King in his hand and let out a long roar: "The Deep Sea of the Water Emperor Sword Dao descended on the Water Demon Grass. ”

At the beginning, Yan Zhen came up with a supreme move.

In an instant, the horrors of the deep sea were on display here.

The heavy pressure of the deep sea is on display here.

The loneliness of the deep sea is on display here.

The desperation of the deep sea is on display here.

The colorlessness, lightlessness, and silence of the deep sea are displayed here.

At the same time, in the dark deep sea water, the water demon grass grows almost crazy, and at the same time there is a kind of vampire grass, which is attached to the water demon grass, but it can suck human blood and weaken the other party.

When Yan Zhen's trick was used in the past, it was simply invincible. Now I want to make some achievements with this.

Yan Zhen also felt that because the Great Evil King himself had a bonus effect of success, he used this trick much more aggressively than before.

This move, roaring the world.

It will definitely work!

At this moment, Yan Zhen heard an almost solemn voice: "The eighth technique of the twelve techniques of Dugu, the Hell Death Fire of the Fire Emperor Sword Dao", immediately, Yan Zhen saw a pitch-black flame roaring in his deep sea pitch black water, this hell death fire almost frantically burned the water demon grass and vampire grass, and at the same time confronted the deep sea water, its power was actually faintly above the deep sea water. Yan Zhen has also seen people who play with fire, and the young marshal of fire scales is a super master of playing with fire. But now Yan Zhen also has to admit that Dugu Twelve's ability to play with fire is much more powerful than that of the fire-scaled young marshal Breaking the Sky, and his flame is simply the most terrifying flame Yan Zhen has ever seen.

Yan Zhen also heard the meaning, it is said that Dugu Twelve has twelve kinds of stunts, known as Dugu Twelve Skills, and the later the more powerful. This move is only the eighth skill of Dugu's twelve skills, that is, there are four skills behind Dugu Twelve that are more powerful than this skill.

Boom! Yan Zhen felt that his sea water was heavily blasted out, and immediately a glimmer of light appeared around him, but the light was immediately occupied by the pitch-black flames.

Yan Zhen felt that Dugu Twelve made moves one after another, and Yan Zhen immediately made sword moves one after another.

Dangdang, dangdang!

In a series of moments, the battle of the first move finally ended. Yan Zhen was also shocked to find that his sword skills were actually not weaker than Dugu Twelve's sword skills, and his basic sword skills were flat. But it's a pity that his mana is much weaker than Dugu Twelve's mana, so this move is a loss. The triple mana of the Transformation God Realm is really terrifying.

Yan Zhen picked up the sword one after another and continued to fight.

Yan Zhen felt that his sword had turned into an evil dragon, and the evil dragon was rolling, dancing around the environment, which was much stronger than when he was in the Yuan Infant Realm. But Yan Zhen also felt that Dugu Twelve's sword turned into a hell dragon, no matter how his silver evil dragon rolled, the other party's hell dragon always pressed his silver evil dragon, making it almost impossible for him to escape. Damn! Yan Zhen secretly cursed in his heart.

Yan Zhen casually sprinkled a few seeds, but before the seeds were scattered, they were burned alive by this hell dragon, Yan Zhen also knew that he was unlucky, and his own sword intent was most afraid of encountering the fire master.

Yan Zhen used a lot of moves in a row, such as other moves in the Water Emperor's Sword Dao, such as using the Sword God Sword Flow, such as using the Sword Intent of the Star, the Sword Intent of the Sand, and the Sword Intent of Fast, but no matter what kind of sword intent he used, he couldn't cause any damage to the opponent, and he was still pressed by the opponent.

Damn it!

Before you know it, the battle has been carried out to twenty-one moves, and Yan Zhen is also in an absolute disadvantage.

Yan Zhen found that it was not only that, but at some point, that terrifying Hell Flame Dragon was not only suppressing its own evil dragon, but also suppressing its own range of activities, making it less and less places to move.

Yan Zhen estimated that if he continued like this, if he didn't find a way to turn the tables, he would die at the time of thirty moves, and there would be the last nine moves.

But damn it, I didn't think of anything I could do about it.

Dugu Twelve's sneering voice came: "Yan Zhen, what, are you capable of doing this?" Now it's the twenty-first move, no, the twenty-second move, you will die if you go to eight moves at most, and you can't escape if you want to now." ”

Yan Zhen sneered: "There are still eight moves that you are anxious about, my eight moves can turn the tables." ”

Dugu Twelve sneered: "Turn the tables, are you talking about a dream?"

Yan Zhen said: "I'll turn the tables and show you." ”

Although his mouth was very hard-mouthed, Yan Zhen found that he really had nothing to do, and he had reached a desperate situation. Unconsciously, two more moves passed, and now it is the twenty-fourth move, Yan Zhen feels that the range of activities he can move is smaller, and if he doesn't turn the tables in the last six moves, he will die here.

No, I am absolutely unwilling to die like this, I must turn the tables, the twenty-fifth move.