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As a volume of spirits with no ranks, the ancient ancient astrology is not that it is not strong enough, but that it can exert different powers in the hands of different people.

Looking at the entire Blue Devil Star Territory, except for the ancestor of the Pan Family, Xiao Ye leaned on the tower of time to fully comprehend this volume of magic.

The first realm of desolate spirit tattoo technology, which is to condense the thousand-stripe battle map with a thousand patterns, has reached the level of horror. Generally speaking, only the strongest of the ground spirits are qualified to perform.

Xiao Ye was born in the ancient scriptures of the early days, and he could barely exhibit them in the middle period of the spiritual transformation. During his three years of dormancy, he continued to devour the white light stalactite to practice, and the spiritual power of the early days was even more surging. Comprehension is stronger.

The Nine Thousand Pattern Battle Map is also almost the ultimate power of the first realm of desolate spirit pattern.

Boom!

In the gray starry sky, the nine-thousand-thousand-grained battle maps came one after another, like the hands of the gods, which destroyed the starry sky and shrouded Xiangwu one after another.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Yao Wu shouted, raised his palm to seal Xiao Ye's attack, the bright silver glow made the universe blazing, can shatter the galaxy, and slammed into the nine-thousand-weave battle map.

The earth-shattering explosion sounded resoundingly, and two spiritual storms far beyond the same level swept away. The demon martial arts exhibited three different spiritual methods one after another, which shattered the nine-hundred-and-thousand war pattern.

"Xiao Ye, is this your strongest way? If you are only good at it, then I will send you on the road."

The silver brilliance on Yaowu's body became brighter and brighter, seemingly calm and proud, but the severe pain came from the palms of both hands, but it caused a storm in his heart.

Xiao Ye's realm, although still in the later period of spiritual transformation, was completely out of tune with the spirit king.

Such strength made him have to be cautious.

"Silver Moon Classics-Crescent Moon Cuts the Sky!"

The sound of the recitation of ancient scriptures came from the body of the demon martial arts. The imposing immortality of ancient fonts flew around him, suppressing the heavens, and making this gray starry sky look like a rough sea. The meniscus rose slowly, and the holy silver glow fell.

The Meridian of the Silver Moon Classics-Ascending the Silver Moon!

However, unlike the time when Yaowu was in the spiritual realm, it was the meniscus that was rising at the moment.

The holy silver glow sprinkled by this round of meniscus is filled with endless killing intentions and has aggression. It has changed.

"What a terrible picture, King Xiao Yeling be careful!"

Even the bandits and the three commanders under Xiao Ye's trembling were all trembling, and there was only white and bright silver in front of them, and the body was in pain, as if it was about to split, which made them Frightened, worried about Xiao Ye.

They just watched it all, not to mention Xiao Ye who confronted Yaowu.

I saw that the round silver crescent moon hung in the air, and the silver glow that flowed out, like a peerless sword bursting out like a galaxy hanging upside down for nine days, and the mighty power can split the stars and cut towards Xiao Ye.

"Whether I am the only one, you will soon know."

Xiao Ye's black hair danced, and the magnificent primal spirit swept the Quartet like an ancient star burst. He danced with two fists and directly performed Lingwu Boxing, striking left and right, and the terrifying fist was vigorous in this starry sky. I saw the shattered Yin Hui successively shattered by him.

As a second-rate spirit method, Lingwu Quan also shined in Xiao Ye's hands, squinting in all directions, sweeping the four sides, and gave full play to the advantages of his flesh.

Xiao Ye took a step in the starry sky, retrograde in the shining silver brilliance, and had an extraordinary style. Although the pace was slow, he walked towards the demon martial arts.

This is a terrifying picture.

In the beginning of the ancient scriptures, Xiao Ye couldn't help but Xiao Ye. Every time Xiao Ye's foot fell, it seemed to step on the hearts of everyone.

"Hua Ling Realm has such terrible strength!"

"Under the Blue Devils, when did such a spirit king appear?"

"This... I'm afraid it can be compared with Jiang Kong ten thousand years ago."

The many bandits who watched the battle in the distance were shocked at the moment, their faces full of incredible colors, and their hearts trembling.

The strength displayed by Yaowu is enough to deter them from stopping temporarily. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ye's realm is low, but his strength is not bad.

"Xiao Ye, now I will send you back to the west."

However, the demon warrior did not look surprised, but instead a sneer appeared on his face.

"Silver Moon Classics-Set!"

The demon martial arts were sealed with both hands, and the meniscus behind him suddenly became full and turned into a round moon.

The silver glow shattered by Xiao Ye did not disappear, and became countless light spots. At this moment, the people who gently swept through the starry sky made them tremble, like an ancient mountain of God pressing on them, even carrying The "spiritual species" in them are suppressed.

The bandits with weaker strength could not help but look pale and spurted blood.

As for Xiao Ye, there was more light around him, and he fell on him all at once, making his face change greatly, and his body was so heavy that he couldn't even move his fingers.

If, in the battle of the spirit kings, the power of the demon warriors to suppress is one, then now it is ten.

Yao Wu's palm shook, and a crimson red sky-spreading sword appeared in his hand, flashing a sharp awn.

As soon as the cracking sword appeared, the starry sky around him suddenly cracked open, and a magnificent spirit weapon waved out.

This is a magic weapon.

It was after the demon martial madness created the war merits that it spent 1.8 million war merits from the Blue Devils Treasury.

Yaowu holding this split sky sword, like a grim reaper, walked towards Xiao Ye from the sky.

"It's over, no good, King Xiao Yeling was given the demon warrior's picture!"

"The Eighth Blue Demon Spirit Army, rushed over to me and vowed to protect King Xiao Ye Ling!"

Lei Yunhu, Bu Qianqiu and Ye Qing roared wildly.

They were also fixed, but the eighth line of the Blue Demon Spirit Army in the distance was not within the range of the attack.

"Ha ha!"

"The spirit king of the Blue Demon Spirit Army of your eighth line, known as the Death Spirit King, often changes people. You should be used to it already, why should you offend the demon spirit king?"

At this moment, a sneer sounded, and I saw the three spirit kings on the side of the demon martial, coming out with the spirit army under his command, blocking the eighth series of blue demon spirit army, the face of tyranny.

"damn it!"

Lei Yunhu and others immediately gritted their teeth.

"It seems that the spirit king who is against the sky is dying." The bandits all watched the scene with cold eyes.

Anyway, this is the fight between the spirit kings under the Blue Devils, and it has nothing to do with them.

"Xiao Ye, I have to admit that you who are practicing the ancient scriptures of the early days are indeed very powerful. If they are in the same realm, I am not your opponent."

"But you still lose, and the gap between you and us is insurmountable."

"Today I will retrieve my weapon myself."

The demon martial artist walked in front of Xiao Ye and sneered, the split sky sword in his hand turned into a streamer, stab directly at Xiao Ye's head.

Qiang!

However, at this moment, a sound through the gold cracked stone resounded, and the demon martial was holding the split sky long sword and was shocked and turned away.

"You... can you stop me from being suppressed?"

The monster Wuhu felt numb, and the split-day long sword in his hand almost didn't hold, looking at Xiao Ye in horror.

"Spirit halberd is in my hands, if you have that skill, come and get it yourself."

Xiao Ye's movements were very slow, and huge waves of spiritual power surged into the sky. It seemed to hold up a big world against the sky, and took a step with the spirit halberd, and spurred toward the demon martial arts.

(End of this chapter)