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Chapter 1390 Crazy!

Under Xiaomeng's reminder, although Qin Yang was mentally prepared, when the pain hit, it still made him extremely painful.

On the screen, the percentage of forced fusion is slowly beating.

Every time he rose a little, Qin Yang felt as if his body was going to burst open, his skin was taut and almost transparent, blue veins protruded, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Especially the meridians and flesh in his body were slowly propped up, and the excruciating pain tormented every nerve of him.

Under the pain, it is the skyrocketing strength and the improvement of strength.

Ten Realms of the Spiritual Void!

The Eleventh Realm of the Spiritual Void!
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The Great Consummation of the Spiritual Deficiency!
Qin Yang clenched his fist slowly, and drops of blood fell down the cleft of his fist.

"Congeal!!"

He mobilized the spiritual power in his body, stretched out a finger, and lightly touched the spiritual shield above his head. The spiritual shield that was about to shatter healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowing down the speed of the demon-slaying golden sword.

what!
Above the clouds, the expressions of the six immortals in black changed when they saw this scene.

"It seems that we underestimated this guy, and his strength has improved again. Does this kid really have some secret technique?"

Brother Zhengqing looked at Qin Yang in surprise.

"Hmph, even if he raises his strength to the peak, he still can't stop the Demon-Slaying Golden Sword. We will do our best to kill the two of them in one fell swoop!"

Another fairy said coldly, although his words were confident, there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

It can be seen that Qin Yang's abnormal strength cast a little shadow on them.

"Ghost fire, slay demons and monsters!"

The palms of the six people stretched out, forming complicated magic seals, and the demon-slaying golden sword shone brightly, with a bit more killing intent than before, and pressed against the spirit shield again.

"Bam—"

Qin Yang yelled sharply, and his palms condensed with blue aura, struggling to hold on.

Asura Banshee looked at Qin Yang, whose face was almost distorted, desperately resisting, a hint of confusion appeared in her indifferent eyes, and then disappeared in a flash.

"Qin Yang, you really exceeded my expectations. If we can survive today, I will consider giving you three more months of life so that you can enjoy family happiness."

The Shura banshee said calmly.

Listening to the woman's words, Qin Yang sweated like rain, his legs trembled, and tried to squeeze out a few words from his teeth: "Can you... stop talking... nonsense... help... help... ..."

The Shura banshee smiled faintly, and suddenly untied her collar, exposing a small piece of snow-white collarbone.

Looking at the crystal-clear snow-like skin, Qin Yang was stunned. He didn't know what the hell this woman was going to do. Could it be that she wanted to have a cannon with him before she died?
But when he took a closer look, he found that there was a bloody Asura mark on the woman's chest, shining brightly.

"You are working so hard. If I am more negative, you will probably chop me into pieces when you go to hell."

A seductive smile bloomed on the face of the Shura Banshee.

Although he has been with Meng Yutong for a long time, Qin Yang's heart throbbed when he saw this seductive smile. He felt that after the Shura banshee occupied Meng Yutong's body, not only her temperament but also her appearance had changed.

"Eight Desolation Shura!"

The Asura banshee clasped her hands together, her brows were full of changing laws, and the Shura imprint on her chest glowed red, slowly enlarging.

Her beautiful face was completely without a trace of blood, and her body was crumbling, which showed that this spell consumed her a lot.

After only a few seconds, the imprint of Shura immediately burst into a blood-colored red light, and behind him appeared a huge shadow of a Dharma figure, solemn but with an endless bloody aura.

After the dharma image appeared, the barrier became stronger again, the cracks in the spiritual shield healed little by little, and the incomparably huge demon-slaying golden sword appeared to be stagnant.

"Damn it, how many hole cards do these two people have yet to show!"

Brother Zhengqing's eyes were gloomy.

At this moment, a distant bell sounded from the fairy gate in the sky. Hearing the bell, the complexions of the six immortals changed drastically, and they looked at each other with eagerness in their eyes.

"The bell of returning to immortality has already sounded, and we don't have much time left!" A black-clothed immortal said anxiously.

"Could it be that the killing of the Shura Banshee is going to fail this time?"

"It's a pity that a stinky boy appeared, otherwise our merit book would have been added a long time ago, and we would definitely become official disciples by then."

"..."

Several people were unwilling and angry.

Senior brother Zhengqing's face was grim, and he stared at Qin Yang with great resentment. Suddenly, he raised his two fingers together and swiped hard on his arm. Blood gushed out and dripped on the magic circle below him.

"Blood sacrifice!"

The others were startled and looked at each other.

The blood sacrifice of the magic weapon by the immortal can increase the power of the magic weapon several times, but at the same time it also consumes the immortal's immortal energy, which will have a considerable impact on the future cultivation.

"What are you waiting for? If I can't kill the Shura banshee today, I will have to return empty-handed. I will get nothing by then, and I will be punished by the temple instead. I must fight!"

Brother Zhengqing shouted angrily.

The others struggled for a moment, cut their arms, and dripped blood on a magic circle in front of them.

The blood fainted, and the sky was immediately covered by dark clouds, and pieces of twilight rolled in, like silt suspended in a turbid current, gradually settling down when it was still.

However, in the next second, a flash of lightning suddenly awakened in the calm sky!
I saw that the whole world was dark, like a landslide, like a crack in the ground, like a collapsed building.Break like a giant tree!The thunder made a series of low and long roars like a row of cannons!
The lightning that appeared spread out in all directions in the form of strangely shaped trees, cutting the entire sky to pieces.

But in an instant, those electric lights fell and entwined on the golden sword. The originally sluggish golden sword suddenly let out a whistling sound, and the body of the sword doubled sharply, rushing towards Qin Yang again!

The power is several times stronger than before.

"No, they—"

Seeing the celestial phenomena and the aura of the golden sword, the Shura banshee finally showed panic and fear on her charming face. Before she could finish speaking, she spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and the dharma behind her was shattered!

His whole body was thrown out and hit the ground!

Fortunately, Qin Yang moved the spirit shield in time to resist the murderous attack of the demon-slaying golden sword for her, otherwise she would die or be destroyed.

The golden sword penetrated layers of barriers like mowing grass.The incomparably thick spiritual shield began to crumble, and the cracks that had just healed broke open once and turned into little pieces.

Under this powerful coercion, Qin Yang bent his legs and left tremblingly.

"Xiaomeng, let's increase the fusion degree!!"

Qin Yang shouted.

"Master, your body has-"

"quick!!"

Qin Yang roared, interrupting Xiaomeng's words.

Seeing that Xiaomeng didn't speak, Qin Yang tried his best to forcibly open the fusion interface and press the forced fusion button.

"Ding, force the fusion to open."

As the system's prompt sounded, the numbers on the screen jumped again and climbed upwards:
"26%...27%...28%..."

With the continuous improvement of strength, Qin Yang endured inhuman pain. His skin began to crack, and his whole body became huge. It seemed that he had transformed into a werewolf, and dark red blood gushed out from the wound continuously.

"What a madman!"

Seeing Qin Yang's painful and ferocious face, as well as his tragic body, the Shura Banshee was shocked and muttered to herself.

(End of this chapter)