Chapter 1280

Seeing that the old man released his golden spirit, Zheng Yuan did not stop attacking.

As he continued to march forward, he said casually, "is this the golden spirit of the congealed strong? It's very powerful."

The old man sneered: "now I know it's too late to be afraid. I will make you regret being born in this world."

Zheng Yuan could not help sighing again.

He really doesn't know what to do except sigh now.

The golden light spirit in the early stage of condensation was not in his eyes long ago. Now it is the Ninth level of spirit. How can he still be in his eyes.

He wasn't even ready to use his own spirit.

He's going to use the power of the little saber and the hand of hell to solve it.

After making up his mind, he summoned the hand of hell, and then put its power into the small knife.

Suddenly, a dazzling purple light came out from the small broken knife.

When the old man saw that he was releasing his golden spirit, Zheng Yuan still dared to attack him. He could not help feeling that he had no face. He yelled: "beat this boy to pieces for me."

Without saying a word, Jin Guang rushed to Zheng Yuan.

Soon, Zheng Yuan and the spirit of the golden light fight together.

The spirit of golden light is much stronger than human beings in speed and power.

Zheng Yuan did not occupy a little bit of the top.

However, the golden spirit does not have much advantage.

For the time being, they are equal, regardless of the top and bottom.

The old man felt extremely depressed.

He originally thought that as long as he released the golden spirit, he could easily suppress Zheng Yuan.

"Asshole." The old man strengthened the attack of spirit with consciousness.

His golden spirit suddenly became more fierce.

The spirit is closely connected with the Buddha. When the master is angry, the spirit is also angry.

Zheng Yuan was immediately in a little obvious below.

He began to be pushed backwards.

The old man laughed and said, "boy, this is the end of fighting against me."

Zheng Yuan said with a sneer, "old man, you are a little too happy."

He said, adding a layer to the power of the hand of hell.

All of a sudden, he snatched back the top and forced the old man's golden spirit back.

The old man thought victory was in sight, but he didn't expect Zheng Yuan to fight back so soon. He was so angry that he trembled all over again: "asshole, asshole."

He quickly strengthened the attack of Jinguang spirit.

But this time, he can't take advantage of it any more.

Because Zheng Yuan has always been powerful and unforgiving, as long as he occupies the top, then he will never let people have a chance to fight back and overturn.

In the blink of an eye, ten minutes passed.

The old man saw that his golden spirit was not able to get back to the top, but was in more and more danger, so he was depressed to the extreme.

He felt that he was the first congealed strong man to live the weakest life ever.

There has never been any pressure on those who are strong enough to fight against gods and spirits. They can abuse whatever they want.

On the contrary, now, it is he who is abused.

I'm not reconciled.

For a moment, he felt not reconciled to the extreme.

If you let him know that Zheng Yuan can even kill the strong in the later period of coagulation, it will be better.

"Bastard, I've cheated too much. I'll fight with you."

The old man gave a roar like a mad dog, and then spewed out a mouthful of blood essence towards the golden light spirit.

All of a sudden, the spirit of the golden light was like beating chicken blood, and the golden light of the whole body became dazzling. Finally, it roared up to the sky.

With its roar, a fierce wind blew up.

Even the huge stones as big as the room were blown to roll, and the smaller ones were blown into the air.

In this instant, the power of the golden light spirit suddenly increased more than ten times.

Zheng Yuan's attack was immediately completely suppressed.

However, he was still calm.Zheng Yuan sneered: "don't think I don't have blood essence."

He didn't think about it any more, and a stream of blood essence came out of his mouth.

Soon, the purple light released from the small broken knife became more vigorous, and there was a terrible sound.

Zheng Yuan's attack in an instant also became more fierce, suddenly pulled back the disadvantage, once again and the old man's golden spirit.

At the moment, their attack has been completely white hot.

The rocks and the ground around them were shattered by their fierce force, and the sound of explosion was heard all the time.

In the blink of an eye, thirty moves passed.

Suddenly, Zheng Yuan and Jin Guang fought hard, and both of them were so shocked that they flew backward 30 steps away.

As soon as Zheng Yuan's body fell to the ground, he did not delay for a moment, but he made a full swing and hit a huge rotating sword.

The old man's disdain on his face: "I thought you had some great killing tactics. It turned out that it was just a bad rotating blade."

For those below the perfection of spirit and soul, rotating the blade is really a powerful killing move.

But for those who can attack with golden light and spirit, rotating blade is nothing.

The goods thought that Zheng Yuan's was just a common rotating awn, so they didn't pay any attention.

With a wave of his hand, he directed the golden spirit to shoot at him.

There was a sneer on his lips.

He seems to have seen Zheng Yuan's rotating blade mang smashed by his own golden spirit.

It's not the first time for his golden spirit to fight against the rotating blade awn. There is no pressure at all.

He was full of confidence in it.

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Yuan's rotating knife and the old man's golden spirit collided with each other.

The spirit of the golden light could not bear it, and was hit backward.

The old man was shocked: "it's impossible!"

It's the first time he's seen such a powerful rotating blade, so it's unbelievable.

As soon as his words fell, the golden Spirit fell back into his body heavily.

The old man screamed, spat blood and fell back.

Just at this time, Zheng Yuan gave a big drink and attacked him like a shadow. With one knife, he cut the old man into two.

The old man had time to snort and die.

However, his eyes were so big that he was dead.

Zheng Yuan grinned: "the first time I didn't use the spirit to kill the strong, I felt very good."

His current strength is several times higher than that of the seventh level.

Soon, the spirit of the old man flew out of his body, floating in the air, staring at Zheng Yuan, a face of hatred: "boy, I will not let you go."

"You were an idiot when you were alive, but you didn't expect to be a big idiot after you died."

Zheng Yuan was too lazy to say anything more to it. He took back the knife and threw the hell purple flame.

Hell Ziyan immediately wrapped the spirit of the old man tightly.

The spirit of the old man was much weaker than the evil spirit in Fengmo temple, so it was burned to ashes in a short time.