Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

This is the third time he has mutated today. Is this the ultimate form of the corpse king?

Ye Shaoyang sucked in the air, his eyes fell on the crystal clear little man under him, guessing that this should be his deity, want to kill it, must destroy his deity.

There is nothing to say, and at this point, it must be carried out anyway.

Ye Shaoyang spread his left hand and painted a x in the palm of his hand with the blade of the Seven Star Longquan sword. In turn, he painted a five-pointed star in the right palm, then grabbed the hilt with both hands, and the blood flowed out, in the blood of the hand. Under the blessing, it is constantly absorbed by the Seven Star Longquan sword.

"Old man, you and I are born and killed, just in this battle..."

Ye Shaoyang silently said to the seven-star Longquan sword, and then shook his sword and gave a dragon.

"Longyou Tianhe, Wanliuhuihai! I am in a hurry as a law!"

Ye Shaoyang waved the sword and slammed it toward the front. The purple sword gas blew thousands of miles, like a torrent of torrents, hitting the back.

He himself was not idle, and after the practice, he immediately applied the steps of the heavens, and then rushed to the front of the Qing Dynasty, then hand-printed, and actually controlled the sword, split into two, the left hand is Yin The right hand is yang, mixed in a Tai Chi way.

"Hey, is this hand not the 'Yin and Yang" of my Lushan?" Wu Jiawei was shocked. Suddenly remembered that Ye Shaoyang was 80% learned from the secret tactics he brought to him. Look carefully, but not with the original. Too much, the rhythm is much stronger, and the control of yin and yang is more skilled.

“The ladder is vertical, the more green, the water is broken, the skill is hand-made!”

Ye Shaoyang reorganized the separate swords, squatting in the left hand, and then pinching twelve scorpions, the sword gas from purple to white, more and more pure.

"This is the dragon-shaped hand of Longhushan. I have seen Lao Zhang use it..." Four treasures said to himself, but seeing Ye Shaoyang's display, he is more skilled than Zhang Wusheng, and it is faintly different. It seems that the momentum is stronger.

Hou Qing was not idle, moving his wrists and volleys, leaving a few **** lights, facing Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang evaded the past and continued to practice. He popped a large money for the carving of the mother. He drew the word "*" in the air and attached it to the sword, which spread into a huge lotus shape.

"Fuck, this is my 'Lotus Town's konjac' in Wutai Mountain!" Four treasures exclaimed.

"You actually have the means to be surprised, but you are in vain, I am not dead..."

After Qing mouth vomited the corpse, a huge group was gathered in front of him, surrounded by himself and Ye Shaoyang, like a thick eggshell, surrounded by two people.

As he continued to jet, the corpse continued to strengthen, and soon the degree of corpse was so horrible that even the people watching the battle below felt cold, afraid of being invaded by the corpse, and all retreating.

"If I was, I was almost dead..." The four treasures were amazed.

Everyone secretly took a comparison with himself. Except for Xiao Jiu, no one in the room was sure to escape the encirclement of this corpse.

The means of the corpse king is very mysterious to them, but even if it looks simple, it is extremely powerful.

Perhaps, Houqing does not want to consume any more, and wants a trick to win the game.

In the encirclement of the corpse, Ye Shaoyang is still practicing, strengthening the sword, a Buddhist spell for a while, and a gate for a while.

Those behind the exercises, the little friends have never seen it, but most of the big guys in the air world know, these old ladies who are knowledgeable and unpredictable, but now they are shocked by the chin. Dropped down.

In just half a minute, Ye Shaoyang has changed at least ten kinds of exercises. There are Emei Mountain, Lushan Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain, Tiantai Mountain... The two gates across the Tao, are the most secret and quintessential spells, not only well displayed. Everything that is more important has changed, and it is the essence of other sects.

The most important thing is that his transition in these different forms of spells is extremely smooth and not blunt at all. It seems that people think that these spells are originally a set of exercises.

The difficulty of this, of course, those who have lived for a long time, of course, understand that it is even more shocking because of understanding.

Ye Shaoyang finally stopped practicing, holding the most pure two energy in his hands, looking at Houqing, slowly said: "I have always believed that no one is killing..."

After Qing painted the corpse blood, the energy body was stained with a layer of blood.

Ye Shaoyang pushed the ultimate energy out of his hand at this time...

This is the last picture that everyone saw. After that, the blood blocked their sight. Almost everyone widened their eyes and looked up at the huge ball of blood. Time seemed to stop at this moment.

A few seconds later, the big ball of the corpse trembled fiercely, and then exploded like a water drop. A violent shock wave erupted and swept across the mountain. The soldiers who were fighting were overturned.

The two figures fell in different directions.

Xiaojiu saw Ye Shaoyang, jumped up, wrapped his tail in Ye Shaoyang, and flew to the ground. Everyone shouted around and looked around, looking at Ye Shaoyang, his face was iron and blue, and if he was in the air, he was already unconscious.

Four treasures quickly pinched his wrist and tested it with infuriating gas. He grew a breath: "A good news and bad news, which one to listen to first?"

"Ok!"

"bad!"

Everyone is talking.

"The good news is that the goat is not dead. The bad news is... he is dying."

Everyone gas to beat him.

The four treasures helped Ye Shaoyang to lift the palace for him. Ye Shaoyang's gas sea hole is almost broken, and it is exhausted. It only survives a little bit in the broken sea. It also has a loss. Ye Shaoyang is a realm of creation. The meridians are really hard and replaced with ordinary people - even if they are themselves. It is estimated to be cool.

A little infuriating into the body, also mobilized the surviving a touch of infuriating, began to repair the broken sea of ​​air...

Wu Jiawei dialed Ye Shaoyang's mouth and fed a few medicinal herbs for him to eat.

After a while, Ye Shaoyang woke up. When he woke up, he began to cough up blood, then vomited, and then slowly recovered.

After he slowed down, the first thing was to hold on to see Houqing.

"Boss, I checked it, this time he is really dead."

The melons lead the way, and come to Houqing’s body not far away.

Hou Qing lay on his back on the ground, covered in blood, his eyes staring straight, and still retain the look of the monster before.

Really... dead?

Ye Shaoyang sat on the ground and began to adjust his interest.

"Really dead?" Lin Sansheng looked up at the foot of the mountain and murmured.

The road did not make a sound, and the two looked at the son-in-law together.

There was no expression on the niece's face, and they looked at the body of Houqing in a daze. It seems that she is not sure.