Peerless Divine Emperor

The fifty-sixth chapter of the magical light beam

The power of the ghost is the power of the soul of this ghost.

With the hail you can use the power of the soul to be exactly the same.

Once consumed too much, there is absolutely no benefit to the ghost.

Even the end may make the ghosts weak to the point where they can't be won.

This is also the reason why this ghost does not apply to the most powerful means. The stronger the means, the more power it will consume, and the greater its impact on itself.

What Jing Yunzhen is going to do now is to estimate that he is stimulating him, so that he can exert a powerful offensive. When his ghost power is weak, he can kill him with a single blow.

"If you want to die earlier, then this seat will be yours now."

The voice of the indifference of the ghost continues to ring.

At the same time, his entire yin condensed into an arm, his arm was as thick as a huge iron pillar, and suddenly crossed in front of Jing Yun's face, above the arm, bursting with an endless black atmosphere, the atmosphere filled the air, let people There is a feeling of suffocation.

And there is a very mysterious pattern on the arm, and the lines are vertical and horizontal.

The huge arm trembled in the air, then swept the Jingyun 以 at an alarming speed, and the arm crossed the air, leaving a trace of black in the air.

"Is it still a garbage offensive?"

Jing Yun霄 smiled coldly, tiptoe a little, then the whole body vacated, and his handprint changed, Sen Luo dead print appeared in front of him again, this time he directly printed the seventh print of Sen Luo dead.

There was a sigh of relief in the death of Sen Luo, and then slammed into the huge arm swept across.

In a sudden time, a huge sound wave swept from the collision.

In a collision, the two offensives were comparable, offsetting each other in the air and dissipating.

"The madman, kill me again."

The ghost did not stop here.

The ghost sneered, no intention to retreat.

Immediately, his body turned into dark light, black light condensed, and a very savage sound was shot from the burst.

Then, Jing Yunqi saw it. The huge black arm appeared again before, but this time his appearance was directly from the sky, and then he smashed toward Jing Yun's head with the momentum of destruction.

If it is shackled, Jing Yun's head is estimated to bloom immediately.

Jing Yunzhen is not scared, not busy.

In the hands of a mysterious sword, a sword broke out.

This sword contains the white tiger sword.

In the turmoil of the sword, a huge white tiger appeared, and the white tiger was very stunned. It was a mammoth to the madman.

"Booming."

The sound of the sky rang, and it blew in the ear.

The white tiger turned into a white tiger and completely smashed the madman, then continued to rush to the position where the ghost was in a weak voice. Wherever it went, the sound wave exploded, as if the air had been evacuated, it was very stunned.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

The ghost sneered, this time no more screams. After some fights, he already knew that Jing Yunzhen was not an ordinary warrior. At least his combat effectiveness could not be measured by his apparent martial arts rank.

So when I saw the white tiger sword hit, the sorrow smiled, and then the black light of the body continued to skyrocket. Under this skyrocketing, a black vortex appeared in front of Jingyun, immediately the white tiger sword condensed The white tiger slammed into the vortex.

But what makes Jingyun 霄 very strange is that the white tiger sword slammed on the vortex, just like when it hit the cotton, all the power disappeared completely, and finally the white tiger sword slammed into the palm of the ghost. Directly turned into a hurricane, and passed away with the wind.

"Hey, little rabbit, I will let you know how to die today."

The sorrow screamed in the sky, and at this time, he was deeply black like a torrent, pouring out of his body, but between the shackles, the half of the surrounding sky was shrouded in it, at the same time, The chilly atmosphere of the stock is like a cold wind. It sweeps around and blows on Jing Yun's body, so that Jing Yun's body is like a knife.

"Is it? But how do I feel that you have nothing more than just a fart, but you have said that you want me to die, but now? I am not standing here well, so say If you don't have the ability, don't say these big words. Is there anything wrong with An's heart to be a ghost of duty?"

Jing Yun stunned and laughed.

Perhaps this ghost is very amazing when it is alive, but after all, hundreds of years have passed, and even the amazing strength, without the protection of the body, will also pass with it. Even the ghost in front of you, even if it is even more powerful, in the eyes of Jing Yun, I am afraid It is difficult to really kill yourself.

In addition, the sentence is the power of the ghost of the ghost. Once his power of the ghost is weak, it is when he completely bids farewell to the world.

"You little doll, the tone has always been not small. But wait for the first to pick me up, then I have been here for a few hundred years, and for a long time there is no activity, just warm up, and now, that is It’s time for me to move, and you are waiting to accept the music that I will play for you."

The sorrowful body is so busy, this black awn is like a layer of dark clouds, especially the sinister floating in the air, which makes this black cloud look even more horrible, the sinister is in this black cloud There is a looming giant shadow in front of the faint, and the giant shadow can't see what it is, but it gives a kind of Shura from hell, giving people a huge sense of guilt.

"Magic light beam."

The sound of the sorrows suddenly sounded, and with the sound of these drinks, all the black light that hovered over the sacred souls gathered into a huge beam, and the beam tore into the sky, like a pillar of the sky, bursting from above the sky. .

"call out."

The speed of the beam is amazing, it is hard to see through the naked eye, just a breath, it gives a feeling of a thousand miles.

The ghost's fingers are gently in the air, and the light column goes straight to Jingyun's body.

If the rest of the Xuanwu martial arts, seeing these offensives, they will be shocked to add.

The scenery is very calm.

You have a strong attack.

I also have strong defenses.

As a result, Jing Yun's body changed, and the dragon scales began to cover wildly. First, the head, then the hands and feet, and then the dragon tail, and then the whole body was completely covered by the dragon scales. Finally, Jing Yunyu became a mighty golden dragon.

Jinlong snarled and then slammed into the unusually strange beam.