Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 123 The Blade of Space
"Gourd Taoist, die!"

Gong Gong's whole body was full of water, and he came to Zhang Yang with one step, and landed with a punch, with the intention of piercing the void and freezing everything, and fell fiercely towards Zhang Yang.

"It's over, it's over..."

Seeing Gonggong's punch landed, and then looking at the four great ancestor witches around her, Chang'e showed despair. Neither Gonggong nor Dijiang could deal with them, and they couldn't escape, let alone the three great ancestor witches now. None of them are worse than Gonggong.

Her delicate body trembled, and her snow-white jade face was completely pale. She raised her head and glanced at Zhang Yang. Tears flowed down again unknowingly, and said in a trembling voice, "Taoist Gourd, I'm the one who killed you! Leave me alone, I'll help you block you, you run away quickly..."

"What did you say? How could I watch you die!"

Zhang Yang swayed, moved out sideways, dodged Gong Gong's punch, glared at Chang'e angrily and said.

"But, if you didn't save me, you wouldn't be in the current crisis!"

Chang'e shook her head, her voice tinged with tears, the more she thought about it, the more regretful she became, and finally she gritted her teeth and said, "Let me go, run away quickly! With your magical powers, you can definitely escape, if we are together , none of them can live!"

Rumble!
Gonggong punched again, causing the void to vibrate, and the cold air overflowed, causing the surrounding air to condense into ice chips, which fell from the sky.

"Who said we were going to die!"

Zhang Yangzhao slapped Chang'e's buttocks, glared at her angrily, and said, "I haven't married you yet, I don't want to die yet, besides, these fools can't do anything to me! "

"What time is it, are you still joking!"

Chang'e shook her head with tears in her eyes. She didn't believe what Zhang Yang said at all. If Zhang Yang had a way, he should have taken her away long ago, and she wouldn't have been surrounded by five ancestral witches.

Zhang Yang hugged her, watched Gonggong attack with a fierce punch, moved again, dodged his attack, looked at Chang'e and said, "I'm not joking, what I said is true!"

After chatting with Zhang Yang for a few words, Chang'e's fear and fear dissipated a lot. Anyway, she couldn't live anymore. Looking up at Zhang Yang's confident face, she thought to herself, "It would be nice to die with him!"

"Frankly, Taoist Calabash hides like this, there is no way to go on like this!"

Di Jiang watched Gonggong attack seven or eight times in a row, all of which were dodged by Zhang Yang. He frowned. He knew that if he continued like this, he would not be able to kill Calabash Taoist for 100 years.

"Calabash Taoist, you are still a man, you just know how to hide, if you have the ability to fight me head-on."

After repeated attacks failed, Gong Gong was so angry that smoke rose from his head, and he screamed at Zhang Yang, his eyes were so red that he could almost spit out fire.

"Whether I'm a man or not, you don't need to say!"

For Gonggong's radical method, Zhang Yang was not fooled at all, with a sneer on his face, and fist-to-fist with the Wu clan, unless his mind was filled with water.

"Zhu Rong, Ru Shou, Ju Mang, let's attack him with magical powers!"

Seeing that the method of provoking generals did not work, Di Jiang pondered for a moment, then said to Zhu Rong, Ruo Shou, and Ju Mang with a serious face, and they all nodded.

The flames on Zhu Rong's body were boiling, with boundless scorching power, with the domineering intention of burning everything, he flicked his fingers, and a Zhu Rong divine fire flew out, like a fire dragon flying into the sky, with boundless heat, it went straight to Zhang Yang.

Rushou's body exudes boundless autumn coolness, a feeling of joy and sadness, continuously and slowly condensed into a sickle on his body, sliding towards Zhang Yang with the spirit of harvesting fate.

Jumang is in charge of the grass and trees in the world, and has absolute control over the spirit of the grass and trees. At the moment of life and death, he waved his big hand, a little bit of vitality, with a gray green light, and with the air of life and death, he rushed towards Zhang Yang.

Di Jiang was not idle either. He took out his strongest supernatural power and grabbed it with his big hand. A trace of space power slowly condensed in his hand, slowly condensing into a flying knife, which turned into a space blade. With a move in his heart, the power of space The blade locks onto Zhang Yang, disappears in an instant, blends into the space, and kills Zhang Yang.

Zhu Rong's body was on fire, and the divine fire burned the sky like a dragon.

Rushou's body surface is cool in autumn, and the fruit of all things is the strongest.

All the vegetation in the world is flourishing and withering, just because he is the god of spring.

Dijiang's supernatural powers don't wait for nothing, and the blade of space kills first.

Following the release of Di Jiang, Zhu Rong, Ju Mang, and Lian Shou's four people's magical powers, Zhang Yang felt his eyelids twitch violently, and a strong crisis in the dark made his heart jump.

"Jiujiu scattered soul gourd, come out!"

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Yang directly sacrificed the Nine-Nine Scattering Soul Gourd, the mouth of the gourd opened automatically, and a stream of red sand flew out, with a red glow all over the sky, directly meeting Gong Gong who was attacking again with his fist.

"What the hell?"

Slowly, the sky filled with red sand was attacking, and Gonggong did not dodge or avoid it, and the blue light burst out all over his body, and the blue light on his fist was even stronger. He roared and punched the air in front of him fiercely.

Boom boom boom!
There was a loud noise, the void exploded, and the huge air flow instantly flew the flying red sand and red. Gong Gong strode forward, with a ferocious face, and punched Zhang Yang again.

At this time, Dijiang, Zhu Rong, Rushou, and Jumang's supernatural powers attacked Zhang Yang one step ahead of him, turning into four torrents, surrounding Zhang Yang from all directions with strong murderous intent.

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry, his face was calm and calm, without the slightest panic, with a movement in his heart, a suction force suddenly appeared in the gourd of Jiujiu scattered souls, locking onto Zhurong's divine fire, autumn harvest sickle, and the breath of life and death.

The gourd shook, like a long whale absorbing water, and instantly sucked the three attacks into the gourd.

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little depressed, why only three of the four ancestral witches attacked, and the other one, but at this moment, Chang'e in his arms suddenly exclaimed.

"careful!"

Zhang Yang was taken aback, and before he could react, Chang'e's body suddenly glowed with silver, and she broke free from his embrace in an instant, and a silver white belt was thrown out by her, blocking Zhang Yang's slanted front.

The moment Chang'e sacrificed the fairy-binding belt, a transparent sharp blade appeared silently in front of her in the void, which was Dijiang's space blade.

puff!
The blade of space directly ignored the Xiantian Lingbao fairy binding belt, passed through, and directly pierced into Chang'e's body.

"Do not…….."

Zhang Yang saw it for real, and watched Chang'e fiercely piercing into her body with the space blade in front of him, Zhang Yang let out a desperate roar.

He rushed over frantically, hugged Chang'e, looked at her pale face, Zhang Yang felt a faint trembling in his heart, and quickly checked her inside.

It can be seen that a huge force of space in Chang'e's body is expanding in Chang'e's body, covering her entire body rapidly, and continuously spreading to Chang'e's sea of ​​consciousness, with a faint tendency to explode...
"Transformation!"

Zhang Yang's complexion changed drastically, and the Alchemy of Heaven and Earth was running crazily, and he hurriedly used the method of shape-shifting and transposition in the Alchemy of Heaven and Earth, one after another divine pattern continuously penetrated into her body, imprinted on the wall of space in Chang'e's body superior.

"Calabash Taoist, you are so lucky that you escaped the space blade!"

Dijiang's face was gloomy for a while, and Chang'e blocked his view of the space blade that he had worked so hard to condense. This was something he never expected.

At the same time, there is still a trace of helplessness. When he can't do whatever he wants with his spatial blade, he will have to wait a year to use it once. Otherwise, he would have used it a long time ago, and he wouldn't wait until now.

"Hmph, Calabash Taoist, I just like to see your painful expression. After being hit by the blade of space, within a hundred breaths, the space will expand, and eventually explode and die, turning into pieces all over the sky!"

But even though he didn't kill Zhang Yang, seeing Zhang Yang's painful expression made him feel a lot more at ease. He couldn't attack the enemy, which caused him great pain. He was still happy to see it.

"Haha, Calabash Taoist, you still have today, you take my life!"

Here, Gonggong saw Zhang Yang desperately healing Chang'e, Gonggong felt that the opportunity had come, he had not been able to beat Zhang Yang, and his heart was already aggrieved. Now that he had the opportunity, he smiled ferociously and threw his fist at it... …
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