Nangong He's voice fell, and a discussion suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"Nangong He really came prepared, I heard that Huangquan's dead qi is extremely harmful to the monk's primordial spirit, unless the mind is extremely firm, ordinary monks don't dare to practice at all. ”

"Not to mention the sacrifice, it is very difficult to find this thing, and it is said that it can only be formed in those dead places that have accumulated for thousands of years. ”

"Well, Ji Cangman is in trouble, I'm afraid that my life will be in danger, with Nangong He's human nature, he will never leave his hand. ”

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In the crowd, Li Chengfeng and Luomen, Xiao Tianwen glanced at each other, and their eyes showed disdain at the same time, the three of them had been with Ji Cangmang for the longest time, and they knew each other the deepest, but so far they had never seen him go all out, how could he be defeated so easily.

And Ye Bai, who was not far from the three of them, also looked carefully at the gray-black death qi coming from the giant arm's big hand, and there was a doubt in his mind, and his mind involuntarily flew to the ruins of the ruins of the Northern Wilderness City of the Soul Continent.

In the deep pit of fingerprints there, there is a strange Nine Yin Wind Zone, which specializes in attacking people's primordial spirits with the sound of ghost roars, if he is not mistaken, there is a chance that there is a Yellow Spring dead air.

Although Ye Bai was not interested in this kind of left-path technique, he was now very curious about how Ji Cangman would crack it. This time, it's time to come out with a little bit of a means to press the bottom of the box.

In the sky above the blue reef, Ji Cangmang's face was cold, and the vitality of the wood diffused in the dantian was being quickly killed by the death qi of Huangquan, but fortunately, the golden pill had not been damaged, and the vitality inside was still full and abnormal.

Nangong He was proud, but he didn't take advantage of the situation when Ji Cangman's feet were trapped, and he could see that this Huangquan was dead. It also had a great impact on him, and it seemed that he didn't have the spare energy to cast other spells.

Ji Cangmang snorted coldly, and sacrificed a sword with a simple shape and shining blue light to slash at the big hand that grabbed him.

The sword slashed by, but the big hand was like a phantom, undamaged. Seeing that all the cultivators were stunned.

Nangong He looked at Ji Cangmang's actions, his face became even more crazy, and he said sharply: "It's useless, Ji Cangmang, have you forgotten my best means? I have long combined the Huangquan Death Qi with my spatial Dao, and those two arms are condensed by me from the void with secret techniques, tangible and non-substantial. Able to attack through all entities, this time, you are in for a catastrophe. ”

Ji Cangman endured the severe pain in the dantian, glanced at him coldly, and said softly: "Is it?

After finishing speaking, ten thousand golden rays suddenly shot out from his body, which was extremely dazzling, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a golden statue. Brilliant like the scorching sun, the blazing and domineering aura broke out of the body. Sweep away the filth of the world.

The eyes of the cultivators were stinged by the dazzling golden light to tears, and they closed their eyes one after another, but there was a mournful cry of Nangong Crane in their ears.

There are monks with profound cultivation, who can't suppress the curiosity in their hearts, and when they look at it, they see the huge black hole in the sky. It was rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the arms that were holding Ji Cangman's feet had already scattered and emptied.

On the other side of the sky, Nangong He clutched his chest. Coughing up blood, his breath was scattered, and he seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries.

Everyone looked at Ji Cang's heroic and resolute golden figure and was surprised.

"What kind of spell is this? Is it fire-based? Could it be that the fire method can restrain the death qi of Huangquan?"

"No, according to me, it should be a gold-based spell, the gold-based spell is just and broad, and like the thunder law, it is the most effective against evil and filthy things. ”

"The two of them are blind, the old man is a gold-based monk, and it can be guaranteed that it is by no means a gold-based spell, but a bit like the gold-body magic of those monks in the snowy Buddha country. ”

"That guy, do you even have research on the spells of Buddhism?

Everyone was amazed.

Li Chengfeng and the three of them looked at each other and smiled.

Nangong He saw that his penance spell had been broken, his eyes were full of jealousy, and he said fiercely: "Ji Cangmang, Lao Tzu originally planned to leave you a life, and only abolish your Dao Ji, but since you have broken my Huangquan Dead Qi, you will blame me for being ruthless." ”

After speaking, he suddenly sacrificed a strange magic weapon with a handle and no blade, which was the Shadow Blade that Ye Bai had seen in the Blue Sea Siren Tower ten days ago.

Everyone was surprised, and when they were wondering, suddenly there was a feeling of space splitting in front of them.

With Nangong Crane as the center, a sea of sword light blades suddenly emerged, spreading in the direction of Ji Cangwan.

The shadow of the sword, like a dream, blinking its eyes, flickering and flickering, and constantly changing its position, is extremely weird.

Ji Cang's eyes showed a solemn expression, his divine sense was completely released, his feeling was even more strange, he couldn't detect movement, let alone any mana fluctuations, and the blade released by the Shadow Blade seemed to exist in every corner of the space. Everywhere there are traps, just waiting for him to jump in.

This kind of silent and lurking attack in the shadows gave him a strong sense of foreboding.

Shout!

Ji Cangman released a fan-shaped flame and swept it in front of him, but there was no reaction, and it was completely hit in the void.

After thinking about it for a while, Ji Cangmang immediately turned on the self-defense shield, and a cyan circular light curtain immediately wrapped him.

Snort-

Clothes are torn!

Blood Splash!

The cyan light curtain was like a void, and the sword shadow flashed and appeared in the light curtain.

In an instant, the situation took a sharp turn, and the sword shadow cut countless blood streaks on Ji Cangmang's body. Even his jade-white face was cut with a criss-cross wound. However, his expression was still calm, his eyes were bright, staring at every inch of space around him like an eagle like a falcon.

Seeing that Ji Cang was powerless to resist the attack of the Shadow Blade, Nangong He's eyes shot a look of madness, and he injected mana into the Shadow Blade like crazy.

There were more and more sword shadows, densely packed, like the gaze of the god of death wrapped around Ji Cangmang, and after a while, Ji Cangmang was all red, like a bloody man, and his body gradually began to tremble.

The attack of the Blade of the Shadow, with almost no traces, was impossible to defend against. The monks watching the battle put themselves in their shoes, and if they changed themselves, I am afraid that it would be even worse.

Li Chengfeng's heart immediately rose to his throat, and his eyes were full of nervousness.

Ye Bai watched Ji Cangmang fall from a distance, and finally couldn't help but say: "Senior Brother Cangmang, that magic weapon contains a trace of spatial power, be careful!"

When Ji Cangmang heard the voice, his body obviously stagnated, and he turned his head suddenly, and accurately found Ye Bai's position in the crowd, the two looked at each other, and Ji Cangmang's eyes suddenly lit up, revealing warm joy.

Nangong He noticed Ji Cang's wandering, and snorted coldly, giving birth to a feeling of humiliation of being despised and his killing intent increased.

Ji Cangmang's face changed again, returning to his previous calm and dignified appearance, sighing softly, and his hands danced quickly in the air.

The cyan breath is born out of thin air and floods into the sea!

The rich wood vitality was quickly released from his body, and in the void, a sea of cyan trees with a radius of dozens of zhang was generated, and one after another ancient tree vines appeared in the sky above the blue reef, and they spread into a piece when they were full, and the branches and vines danced without wind, and the hidden sword shadow struck, and sparks flew everywhere!

Ji Cang stood proudly in the middle of the sea of trees, his hands were sealed, and his cyan vitality was condensed into a divine general wearing cyan armor, holding a sword and shield, slashing towards Nangong He.

The huge wave of vitality spread in all directions, and everyone retreated, looking at Ji Cang's spell in a daze, speechless.

Even from a distance of dozens of zhang, they could feel that the attack of each god statue was far superior to their full strength, but could such a spell really be unleashed by a monk in the middle of the Golden Pill?

When Ye Bai first started casting the spell in Ji Cangmang, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were full of light.

Is this Kinoshijie?

Ye Bai was speechless for a while, he had several great opportunities to finally comprehend the first layer of the law, and Ji Cangmang had already realized it, no wonder when he saw Ji Cangmang for the first time, there was a strange aura fluctuation on his body, and it didn't take long to comprehend it.

"It's a shijie of wood that evolved after comprehending the law of wood!"

Finally, a knowledgeable monk exclaimed, as soon as these words came out, all the cultivators gasped neatly, in the middle of the Jindan, you can comprehend the law, is there really such a demonic genius in the world?

Nangong He, who was standing opposite Ji Cangmang, heard the voice from below, his eyes were round, his face was as pale as death, his heart trembled, and he was extremely lost.

That guy, has he already comprehended the law?

Although Nangong He also boasted of being a genius, he never even dreamed of such a crazy thing.

Looking at the Qingjia Divine General who was cut apart by the phantom of the sword blade but recovered in an instant, getting closer and closer, the sword wind had already cut his body, Nangong He didn't have any thoughts of resistance in his heart, there was only one word, escape, flee far away.

With a flash of figure, Nangong He put away the blade of the Shadow and rushed towards the sky.

The cultivators were in an uproar, in this competition, after all, Nangong He lost, but it was not too embarrassing to lose under the law.

Ji Cang withdrew his mana, Mu Zhishijie scattered and emptied, and he also fell to the ground with a "bang", his face was pale, and his body shook a few times before he could barely stand firm.

Li Chengfeng and others hurriedly rushed to his side and held him up.

"Senior brother, when did you comprehend the law, you didn't even tell us. ”

Li Chengfeng's eyebrows danced, as if he had comprehended the law himself.

Ji Cangman ignored him, but set his eyes on a short and fat figure that had swept towards the sky, and a complicated color shot out of his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Li Chengfeng looked at his gaze curiously, but didn't find anything special, and wondered, "Senior brother, what are you looking at?"

Ji Cangman smiled slightly and said, "I'm looking at an amazing guy, ride the wind, you have to come on!"

Li Chengfeng's face turned dark, why did it fall on my head again? (To be continued......)