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Chapter 388 A tragic battle!
The color of blood dances in the air, and the sword energy soars to the sky!

Looking at Qin Yang who was like a madman like a demon, the remaining disciples of the Earth Yin School looked at him in fear, their whole bodies were wrapped in a bone-chilling chill, which made them unable to arouse any desire to fight.

Is that human being?
"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, an angry voice sounded.

But it was the black-robed ghost cultivator who bullied himself, with a magic seal in his hand, condensing a huge black mist, and there were continuous shrill sounds in the mist.

"Stinky boy, you dare to kill my disciple!!" Looking at the disciple who had been cut into a pile of meat, the black-robed ghost cultivator's eyes were red, and he was trembling with anger.

As a ghost cultivator, it is extremely difficult to train a disciple, but now he is beheaded, how can he not feel sad, how can he explain to the master when he returns!
"Waiting is you!"

Seeing the black-robed ghost cultivator, Qin Yang smiled coldly, raised his sword and turned around, the Zhuxian sword in his hand bloomed with a more eye-catching green light than before, stabbing out with the sword, roaring everywhere!

A tyrannical sword energy condensed in the air, accompanied by the sound of breaking the wind.

The sword light swung out, as if the sky was cracking, almost like a fairy!

However, this rainbow-like sword power did not pose any threat to the black-robed ghost cultivator. With a wave of his sleeve, the sword energy instantly disappeared and scattered.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yang's pupils shrank, secretly startled.

The strength of this soul stage is really not comparable to that of the spirit gathering stage, it's too terrifying!

"Boy, I don't care what secret technique you use, but an ant is an ant, even if you move a grain of rice on your back, it is still an ant. Today, the old man will definitely kill you!!"

The black-robed ghost cultivator's voice was like a bell, and the condensed mist in his hands turned into a grimace, biting towards Qin Yang.

This grimace was carrying gusts of sinister wind, and opened its bloody mouth, and there were countless ferocious faces making strange laughter in this big mouth, as if it wanted to swallow Qin Yang in one gulp, and then tortured him slowly.

"Don't care about your magical arts, I will kill you with one sword!"

Qin Yang stood proudly, and the sword energy on his body exploded, splitting countless spaces, and he felt the fighting spirit surging all over his body. The Immortal Execution Sword in his hand lit up again, and a burst of bloody light flashed in the blue and white!
Immediately afterwards, the blade rushed up with a bang, and the murderous aura immediately spread out!
"punish!"

Boom!
Thunder and lightning flickered, sword light was white, and the next moment, a space gap that seemed to separate heaven and earth appeared!
The grimace slashed in two, and let out a shrill cry.

"court death!"

The black-robed ghost repaired five fingers and changed his claws, and suddenly grabbed Qin Yang!

There was wind from the five fingers, and the tearing air hissed. In an instant, an extremely huge white bone claw appeared in the void. The bones were thick and the breath of death was extremely strong.

The huge white bone claws stand upright, and when they first appeared, they wanted to tear the world apart.The horrible breath of death flowed from between the claws, making most of the people in the manor stay silent.

The strength of this spirit stage is too strong!

Qin Yang's expression was dignified, sword energy was flying all over his body, and his whole body was extremely fierce, with a tricky killing, standing there like a peerless sword.

"Cut again!!"

Qin Yang waved his long sword, and the sword light hesitated.

The path of the sword is like wind and clouds, vague and indeterminate, the sound of the sword is like the sound of a zither, and the sound of the sword cracks the sky, and the sword energy is violently shaken like a huge wave!
It was as if this beast, which had been dusty for many years, was finally born!
At this moment, Qin Yang's body was completely wrapped in the sword light, seizing the good fortune of the world, his aura soared, and he was in a strange situation, stunning!
"boom--"

The huge roar shook the heavens and the earth, and with the crackling sound, several cracks appeared in the white bone claw, and Qin Yang also spat out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down, and hit the wall behind him heavily.

The entire wall shattered, and Qin Yang knelt on the ground on one knee, standing with his sword in his hands, his face pale and terrifying.

"Owner--"

Yu Xiaodie cried and wanted to come over, but was stopped by Qin Yang with a wave.

At this moment, the huge bone palm with cracks was pressed down with a force that shook the sky. In the eyes of outsiders, Qin Yang was like an ant, ready to be crushed to pieces at any time.

"If you want to kill me, you have to pay the price!!" Qin Yang grinned grimly, took out the Xuantian cannon from the system space, loaded it with three spirit-gathering shells, and pointed the muzzle at the boned palm.

When the tail rope was pulled, there was a "boom", and the gun barrel sprayed out a violent beam of light, blowing off half of the palm.

Immediately afterwards, two beams of light shattered the bones.

The black-robed ghost cultivator stepped back a little, the black energy on his body dissipated, and the cracks on his skin became more and more obvious.

"Give it all to me!" The black-robed ghost cultivator ordered angrily to the remaining disciples of the Earth Yin Sect.

"Golden Armored Puppet!"

With a wave of Qin Yang's arm, three ice-cold puppets in golden armor with the peak strength of gathering spirits suddenly appeared, fighting against the disciples of the Earth Yin School.

These are all his trump cards. He originally planned to use them to grab the chance of Phoenix Nirvana, but he didn't want to be forced out now.

"Stinky boy, you really have two brushes!" The black-robed ghost repaired with a gloomy expression.

This battle was completely beyond his expectation. He originally thought that killing Qin Yang would be casual, but he didn't expect that it would take so long without mentioning it, and even hurt several of his subordinates. The gain outweighed the loss.

It must be done quickly! !
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, took out a small seven-inch skeleton from his arms, and swallowed it directly in his mouth.

The moment he swallowed it, his body and back were covered by a huge black mist, and it almost became a ghost, full of a cold and hell-like atmosphere.

Especially his body began to grow inch by inch, the skin was split, and the flesh and blood burst.

The black mist surrounded him, and he began to change, turning into a giant dark skull. Two light silver soul fires danced in his eyes, opened his bloody mouth, and let out an extremely ear-piercing roar, exuding an extremely strong killing intent.

"Qin Yang, do you think that cultivators are so capable? Do you think that you, a mere martial artist, can provoke me at will? Today, the old man will let you know that in the face of real strength, you can only kneel down and suffer death !!"

The sound of the skull was like thunder, and most people's eardrums were numb, so they had to cover their ears.

"Hmph, then do you think... I've run out of cards?"

Qin Yang took a breath, managed to stand still, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at the skull covering the mid-air, with a resolute smile on his face.

At this time, his pupils turned into a deep red blood, and his skin was covered with strange patterns, exuding bursts of evil aura. These auras lingered around his whole body, as if forming a terrifying texture.

A supreme coercion erupted from his body in an instant.

One way to kill God!
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