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At the moment of contact, the scorching spirit veins spread from Tenggen's head.

With the chess piece in Xie Tianyang’s hand as the center, the pattern envelops its entire head, and then a raging spirit burst into flames. Since Tianling poured into the burning demon’s brain, then spread to the whole body, combining his own consciousness with The demon soul is completely connected.

Or it should be said that at this moment, he is using this living demon soul as the material to refine it!

Zhang Ruo screamed like a ghost, the scarlet dragon snake's body twisted violently, and the head shook like a raging horse. The violent impact hit his primordial spirit, and his brain suddenly became painful and dizzy. The strong pressure made him almost vomit, even bleeding from his nose.

But he clung to the hilt tightly, and tightly maintained the spiritual power in the chess piece, just like a rider pulling on the reins of a fierce horse, strong against the oppression of the soul, and born to maintain balance on its head until that The shaking became weaker and weaker, and finally the huge body fell on its back, completely devoid of hostility.

Taking root to the ground, Xie Tianyang also rolled down from the demon head and sat on the ground. Gasping for breath, sweat raining on his forehead. The primordial spirit shocked him just now, and he was still burning, but even so, he still opened his eyes and stared as best as he could--

In front of him, in the burning spiritual fire, the steaming demon energy was rising from Teng Gen's body, and merged into the chess piece in his hand.

With this change, the huge red body shrank rapidly, as if a balloon was let out, and the iron chain entangled with it also slackened, before it fell to the ground.

Xie Tianyang just watched steadily throughout the whole process, watching that thing's dragon-like body shrivel down and become a lifeless dead skin. Then, from the dead skin of the heavenly spirit, slowly drilled out a small red snake that was no more than an arm long.

The little snake is like a miniature version of Teng Gen, but there is no demon spirit on his body anymore, instead he carries the spirit pattern that belongs to him. He spit out the letter, hissed in front of him, and the young man's sluggish face was reflected in his brilliant golden eyes.

This is his finished product.

With the help of the spirit weapon, he refined this great demon's demon soul into his own "beast".

One person and one snake looked at each other for a long time, and both sides seemed to be unresponsive. Until there was a ding, the chess piece that had absorbed all the breath fell from Xie Tianyang's body and landed on his hand. All the aura was reduced to one point, and the word "handsome" on it flashed.

The fledgling marshal, ushered in his first soldier.

"It seems that it was a success."

Bailiyu's voice came from the side, which awakened him from trance. As soon as he turned his head, he saw that the latter was raising his hand to retract the demon-binding lock, and smiled at him slightly: "Refining creatures is the highest method in the refining world. Now, you have achieved it."

Xie Tianyang panted and stretched out water towards the little red snake in front of him. It also poked its head, and spit out a letter to connect with him. At the moment of touching, the snake body turned into a vague red shadow, completely blending into the chess pieces next to it.

"This is something that belongs to you. From now on, you should be able to manipulate the monster beasts you receive with this spirit weapon."

Seeing him picking up the chess piece, Bailiyu calmly said: "The first time you try, the soul is still consumed after all. For now, don't move too much, just meditate in this area."

Xie Tianyang responded in a low voice, took the chess piece into his arms, and sat on the spot as Bailiyu said, and started to run the sea of ​​consciousness on the spot.

At this moment, he actually has a lot to say, but just like Bailiyu said, the battle with the big demon just consumed a lot of his soul and spiritual power, and now the whole person is almost out of power, and it is true. Can't say anything, can only recover first.

However, he was sitting there still, and the two eyes beside him still fell on him, discussing in secret.

"Based on the demon soul, refining the beast..."

After watching the whole scene, Shangguan Yu Ning said in a low voice, with surprise in her voice: "With the foundation of foundation cultivation, the first time you try, you can directly refine such a monster... No wonder Baili Tongmen would choose him. , The strength is indeed amazing."

"Your Excellency Sword Immortal also said before that this Tengen is the nemesis of the ghost monsters of the earth spirits. Presumably, if it stays in this blessed land, it can also play a role in suppressing the prison of the heart demon-choose him to take on this task. This is also what your Excellency Wei Ze meant. It should be said that universities never make mistakes."

When Bai Liyu said this, he suddenly smiled, and Chao Shang Guan Yu Ning joked, "So, how does he compare to the student you chose when it comes to strength?"

"University is not a sect. All students are enrolled, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior."

Shangguan Yu Ning raised his eyebrows, but then continued: "But if you have to talk about strength, it is very difficult to say. After all, the student surnamed Han..."

"He has learned that trick now."

...

At this moment, the Fairy Games arena.

The residual electricity of the violent lightning dissipated, and the pierced smoke and dust all around opened the hole.

The cloud dust dissipated, and suddenly a ray of light dazzled into his eyes. Xiao Youyu squinted slightly, raised his eyes and looked up, but the color behind him suddenly changed.

Around him, the expressions on the faces of the surrounding audience were exactly the same as him-no, it should be said that they were much more shocked than him. At this moment they just watched, each of their faces opened their mouths unanimously, and the same light was reflected in their eyes.

That is the glow of the sword.

At this moment, among the flying smoke and dust, dozens of sword lights were hanging over the arena, and the blades were rolling with dim light of spiritual power.

Against the backdrop of the surrounding clouds, they flickered like stars under the curtain of night, unpredictable, unpredictable, sometimes it makes people feel sharp, sometimes it seems that they don't exist at all.

The figure in white fell from the sky, gently stepping on the uppermost blade, and looking down at the arena below his feet.

Under the frozen dome, the emblem of Yin and Yang on his chest waved in the wind, his face was waveless, only the pitch-black pupils seemed to swallow all the light in, without splashing a single ripple.

——The sound in the sky, the color in the phase, the moon in the water, the image in the mirror.

Han Jiangchen muttered the Xin Jue silently, slowly raising his head. Beside him, dozens of cold light instantly turned into a glimpse of ultramarine, turning into a wave of uncertainty. Among the sword shadows, his figure fluctuated, as if submerged in water waves.

There was no sound for that second, and everyone felt a dreamlike suddenness in an instant. The mechanical broadcast disappeared, and the noisy seats were quiet. In the shining sword light, everything on the court seemed to become unreal, as if...in the mirror.

——This is the mirror flower water and moon.

For a moment, it seemed that there was a drop of water falling on the surface of the lake. The sword shadow in the air began to fall, and it was as gentle and slow as flowing water in people's senses, but in fact... as fast as a shower!

After the thunder, it rained on the stadium.

It was a rainstorm of swords.

Dozens of sword lights fell from the sky, and the streams of light pierced the sky. No one could see the true face of the flying sword. Only the real cold air was rising like water, and the dust around it was washed away. They moved between the large array of thunder nets, cutting the lightning and emitting a continuous glorious light. Under the lightning and thunder, the entire field seemed to be at the center of the thunderstorm!

"God, my god..."

Only then did the audience utter a belated exclamation, and their voices were extremely low.

Compared with the lightning strike that had just shaken the sky and the earth, this flying sword glimpse itself did not actually make much noise, but it brought up the wind that wiped the air.

But for some reason, the people who saw this scene just dared not make any noises, and even dared not say much in the commentary, as if they were afraid of destroying the tranquility of a quiet lake.

During a quiet meeting, Jiang Ling was raising her head, looking at the figure flashing in the group of swords, she was a little startled for a while.

During this period of time, she has been following the department to investigate the matter of the Inner Demon infected person, and did not pay much attention to the individual match. It was not until the finals that she took time to watch the game specially-and then, she saw this scene.

This guy is so strong?

Her gaze was completely focused on the figure of the imperial sword, and on the other side, in the direction where Wu and Yuan were looking, Xiao Youyu on the ground moved in the same way.

The thunder and lightning rose again, and the cross-cutting current swept across the sky, and the phantoms that had struck were shot apart. The sword light disappeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye, while the phantom on the other side realized in an instant. It's like there are countless water mirrors spinning on the field, and the flying sword blade phantom will collapse at the touch, but at the same time the sword light on the other side is born out of thin air, connecting back and forth, endless!

Xiao Youyu stepped back for a while, and condensed several electric lights at the same time by manipulating the thunder array in front of him.

Still underestimate this opponent. He can get to the finals by more than just those eyes.

In fact, he couldn't make too many flying swords, but under the change of reality and reality, his sword blades seemed to fill the dome of the arena, and every inch of light and shadow contained a fatal murderous intent.

If it is said that Xiao Youyu's thunder formation just occupied the entire ground; then, now, Han Jiangchen occupied the sky.

Just now, while he used the smoke to cover his vision, did he also use this cover to spread out the sword formation field of "Mirror Flower and Water Moon"?

Xiao Youyu narrowed his eyes, but under such an unexpected blow, he quickly recovered his calmness. While unfolding the defensive thunder net on his side, while staring at the flying sword in the sky, his thoughts turned sharply.

This sword shadow was transformed from his spirit sword, in other words, is it a complete spiritual creation?

If you think about it in this way, you can treat it as a special kind of magic for the time being, and the conversion of reality to reality should depend on the ups and downs of his spiritual power.

At least for now, this conversion is irregular and cannot be broken from here.

However, how much primordial spirit and spiritual power does it consume to control so many attacks at the same time? How long can this sword formation last under such consumption?

In this case...

Suddenly, Xiao Youyu raised his head suddenly, cold light pierced into his eyes at the same time, and saw several phantom shadows on his head gathering together in the air. He immediately slashed out a flash of lightning, and shot down the flying sword that was eager to shoot from the air, but this time, the flying sword did not disappear out of thin air, but was held by one hand.

The white figure appeared from above, holding the sword in both hands, turning sideways, making a straight cut and slashing downwards. The burst of sharp sword energy went from top to bottom, tangentially hitting the floating thunder formation!

As if a white rainbow pierced the sun in an instant, the sword energy and the talisman formation were connected, cutting off the flickering thunder and lightning! The harsh sizzling sound spread, and the lost talisman paper fell weakly in the residual electricity. For this sword, the entire talisman array broke open!

Xiao Youyu suddenly flashed his body, his body shape and the attacking sword aura dazzled dangerously, his hand on the ground, the ground prayed for the remnant thunder to jump up in the large array, and wanted to fight back. But Han Jiangchen cut it all in one move, and his strength was useless at all. Then he jumped and re-emptied into the swarms of sword shadows.

At the same time as this action, when the empty "water mirror" turned over, groups of sword light were thrown down again. The place pointed to is indeed the talisman paper pasted everywhere in the arena to form a large array of prayers!

After cutting through the Leiji rune formation, he moved his target to the large formation under his feet. Each flying sword aimed at a piece of rune paper that formed the formation, and the momentum was to penetrate it all in one fell swoop!

From the release of the sword formation to the present, it actually only took less than a minute, but he had already used this to break Xiao Youyu's number of shots. As long as you break through the current big formation, you will be able to remove all the opponents' arms.

Since the opponent's tactics are extremely high, then don't give him time to think!

The sword light fell, and they scattered in the air, like flowers blooming from it, flying to all sides of the arena. But at the moment he was about to land, Xiao Youyu suddenly leaned over and slapped his palm on the ground, before Han Jiangchen took a step, pour his spiritual power into the prayer array.

Zhan Ran's thunder light broke out in an instant! With this shot, he directly urged all the spiritual power in the storage array, which was tantamount to igniting a multiple superimposed bomb. I saw the thunderbolt rise on the ground, like a beam of thunder and lightning from the ground, rushing straight into the sword formations in the sky!

In the next second, the lightning burst, the thunder roared, and the sound shook the audience!

"What the **** is this!"

"Blind! I'm blind!"

"Am I alive?!"

"Thunder God is coming!"

The entire picture was instantly filled with intense flashes, and those who saw this scene conditioned their eyes to cover their eyes, and their eardrums were hummed by the thunder. The buzzing sound lasted for more than ten seconds before it dissipated. When the audience finally relaxed and put their arms in front of them with lingering fears, the scene in front of them had returned to calm.

The deflected sky light regained its direct shot again, and the "water mirror" covering the sky had disappeared. Under Xiao Youyu's full blow, the unfolding domain was completely broken up.

He couldn't see through the switch between virtual and reality, so he simply used the widest range of attack methods to directly detonate the large formation and drown the entire sword formation. The domain of "Mirror Flower and Water Moon" was completely defeated, but at the same time, Xiao Youyu's two symbol arrays had also been lost because of this.

The surplus electricity dissipated, and the spell paper that had lost its spiritual power supply all around turned into ashes and fell. In the failed prayer formation, Xiao Youyu slowly stood up, panting heavily; and opposite him, Han Jiangchen's figure was planted from the sky, with a sword on the ground ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Just as Xiao Youyu had expected, as a repairer who had just arrived to build a foundation, the consumption of Han Jiangchen in this sword formation field was extremely terrible. The domain collapsed, and his spiritual power had been completely emptied. I am afraid that all the meridians have been injured.

However, he hasn't fallen yet.

Although the sword formation was defeated, it also blocked most of the lightning damage for him, and now it was only a physical overdraft.

In the usual training, he has long been accustomed to the state of overdraft-as a demon slayer, he has always been used to survive under extremely evil conditions.

Seeing that his opponent was still undefeated, Xiao Youyu wrinkled his eyebrows, and he didn't have to think about drawing out the spell again.

The experience of fighting just now has told him that even if he uses sword skills aside his spiritual power, this person is an extremely troublesome opponent. He doesn't have much spiritual power, he can only use some small attack methods, and he must take advantage of this to decide the winner in one fell swoop.

Xiao Youyu muttered a spell silently, and the thunder light in his hand hesitated again. On the opposite side, Han Jiangchen stood up a little staggeringly, holding the sword again, Black pupil fixedly stared at the charm on his hand, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

The shocking momentum disappeared, and the audience also put away their amazement, focusing on the two people on the field.

The moments of confrontation are like solidification, and it is not the attack of any party that breaks the solidification, but—

"Beep—beep—"

The harsh sirens cut through the sky, and everyone in the field, including Xiao Han, was stunned for a moment. After a moment of silence, everyone was horrified.

Air defense alert!

The whole Ancheng, the sound of siren resounded!

......

At the same moment, the door was suddenly pushed open in the office of the abnormal bureau, and the intruder was panting with sweat and his voice trembled.

"The whole city...the heart demon...come out!"