Nine Turns Sword God

It's Yan Canghai's voice!

Chu Shaoyang's eyes turned cold as he glanced at hundreds of corpses and snorted: "They can't stop me."

Yan Canghai was not surprised: "You think that by damaging my soul with soul fire, you can delay the completion of the formation."

"It's a pity that I have the soul pill in me, and the wounds on my soul have been healed long ago!"

"In half an hour, the formation will be completed, and the Ghost King will appear!"

"I'll kill you first!"

He looked up to the sky and laughed.

Chu Shaoyang suddenly frowned and secretly said something was wrong.

Soul Pill is an almost extinct pill above the ninth level!

It must be the work of the person behind him!

Click!

The Nine Dragon Sword Box appears!

The Longming Sword soared into the sky, circled in the air, and fell into Chu Shaoyang's hands.

"Why does it take half an hour to kill you?"

"One stick of incense is enough!"

Chu Shaoyang's body trembled, and Yanghua's sword intent suddenly exploded!

Brilliant stars surround you.

In the vast sea of ​​​​stars, sword energy is everywhere.

The heart of the sword beats, arousing waves of sword intent that continue to spread.

Just the force of the sword was enough to make the bones of hundreds of corpses creak and almost break!

"Do you think I will let you ruin my plans for many years?"

"In order to kill you, I have already laid a dragnet!"

In an instant, thick black air enveloped the corpse's body.

It turned into black flames, constantly burning the bodies of the zombies, draining their soul power and forcibly increasing their strength!

The aura of each corpse puppet increased by a full 30%!

But at the price, it can only last for half an hour, and then it will be completely destroyed and turned into ashes!

Yan Canghai laughed proudly: "This black energy is the power of the Ghost King, and it's called Mingyan!"

"It can burn the body, bones, blood, meridians, and even the soul!"

"You can't stop it with your strength!"

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "That's not necessarily the case!"

Taking one step forward, as fast as lightning, it turned directly into a golden stream of light and rushed into the center of many corpse puppets.

The Dragon Crying Sword sounded an ear-splitting cry, and the sword thrust out!

In an instant, the head of a corpse was pierced.

Between his eyebrows, two soul marks lit up.

The soul fire transformed by the soul power was implanted into the corpse puppet along the edge of the sword, and exploded in the wind!

Burn the remaining souls inside the corpse puppet!

The corpse puppet, without the support of its remaining soul, fell straight to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut off, making no sound anymore.

The next moment, it suddenly exploded, gushing out thick black gas!

Head straight for Chu Shaoyang!

"Mingyan kills the body, and the saint cannot be saved!"

"You're dead!"

Yan Canghai is extremely happy!

Chu Shaoyang did not avoid it, and let Ming Yan hit him.

Buzz——

The mysterious black scale armor glowed brightly, wildly devouring the dark flames and refining them.

Transformed into pure soul power, absorbed by the Qilin Spiritual Root, the aura rises again!

"What?"

Only then did Yan Canghai notice the mysterious scale armor on Chu Shaoyang.

"What kind of thing is this? It can actually refine the dark flames and turn it into one's own use?"

"Is it a divine weapon?"

Chu Shaoyang chuckled: "It's just Dao Spirit Root."

A fifteen-meter-tall unicorn silhouette suddenly appeared!

Seven-colored brilliance bloomed, illuminating the dark mountain stream as brightly as day!

"Kirin!"

Yan Canghai was shocked!

Chu Shaoyang's spiritual root is actually one of the legendary beasts, Qilin!

Turn bad luck into good luck, and refine the dark flames for your own use.

It is the nemesis of this soul-eating formation!

"Damn it!"

Yan Canghai panicked.

With the help of Qilin Spiritual Root, it was only a matter of time before Chu Shaoyang broke through the formation.

If the plan goes wrong, you won't give him another chance to live!

"Come together!"

Yan Canghai shouted loudly, then took away the remaining souls left in the corpse and returned to the inside of the formation.

Hundreds of corpse puppets showed fierce eyes and killed Chu Shaoyang at the same time.

The terrifying aura was like a towering mountain, pressing hard on Chu Shaoyang!

The mountain streams shook and the streams splashed.

Chu Shaoyang was bent over and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

Dong Dong...

The heart of the sword roared and beat rapidly.

The terrifying sword intent surged again, directly breaking through the suppression of hundreds of corpse puppets!

The Longming Sword danced wildly, slashing out countless sword energy and overwhelming the sky and the earth!

The second form of the Wuya Wentian Sword, the sword wave swallows the sky!

The huge wave of sword energy swept across, and wherever it passed, the zombie's body as hard as diamond was mercilessly chopped into pieces!

With one sword, he killed more than forty corpses instantly!

Chu Shaoyang felt like he was in a deserted place, killing everyone with one man and one sword!

In less than a stick of incense, hundreds of corpses were turned into fragments all over the ground.

The huge dark flame was absorbed and refined by the Xuan Scale Divine Armor, turning into pure soul power.

The Qilin's aura has improved again!

"If we can break this formation and refine it, it will be enough to break through to the second level of the moon level!"

A flash of light flashed in Chu Shaoyang's eyes.

The long sword thrust out, directly tearing open a corner of the formation, and dodged in.

On the second floor, there is only one person guarding here.

It is the lord of Tianxiang City, Haotian!

"Yang Nian, no, I should call you Chu Shaoyang!"

Haotian snorted coldly: "It turns out that you deliberately participated in the genius competition so that you can get closer to me and explore my hiding place!"

"It's a pity that your talent is useless in the face of absolute strength!"

A ten-meter-tall Zhenwu spirit suddenly rose up!

His true martial soul showed a strange black color and exuded the aura of dark flames.

"You absorbed the power of Ming Yan!"

Chu Shaoyang's eyes narrowed.

Haotian's strength is already tyrannical.

Now, after absorbing the power of the Dark Flame, he has taken a step further and is infinitely close to the eleventh level of the True Martial Realm!

"Not only that!"

Haotian's eyes showed a crazy look, and he tore off his shirt.

He actually revealed a piece of bronze skin, like metal!

"In order to become stronger and break through the realm of saints, I have already abandoned my mortal body and become a saint with an instrument!"

The powerful force aroused a bronze light.

Full of charm!

Chu Shaoyang was shocked: "Transforming the body into an instrument is comparable to the power of a first-grade artifact?"

"Mad man!"

Haotian laughed: "Yes, I am crazy!"

"As long as I can get powerful strength, what does it matter if I give up my body?"

"If I kill you, I can get more treasures, completely turn my body into a divine weapon, and continuously improve the grade!"

"The body becomes holy, stepping onto the Taichu Holy Palace, overlooking everything in the world!"

He took out a war hammer taller than a person and carried it on his shoulder.

It weighed five million pounds, pressing him so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

The seemingly weak body, however, gradually lit up the brilliance of the instrument.

The body comparable to a divine weapon gradually supported the war hammer weighing five million jins, and laughed wildly!

"Just a little change to my body, I have such a powerful force!"

"When I succeed, even if it is a saint, I will kill him!"

Haotian laughed wildly, struggling to swing the war hammer in his hand, and fell to the ground with a bang!

Boom!

The force shook a huge crack, which spread all the way to Chu Shaoyang's feet.

"This blow has a force of six million jins!"

"Can you block it?"

Chu Shaoyang frowned suddenly.

Then, he took a deep breath and punched the ground!

Boom!

The deafening explosion resounded throughout the mountain stream!

The earth shook!

The two forces collided and blew a big hole in the ground!

Chu Shaoyang was blasted away fiercely, adjusted his body in mid-air, and slid back a hundred meters.

On the black scale divine armor, seven colors of mysterious light flickered, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

It dissipated most of the impact force, and did not hurt Chu Shaoyang at all!

"Blocked?"