Chapter 560

All of them reacted in an instant. Ten fingers kept holding the decision, and they tried their best to control the magic weapon to attack the middle of the lake again.

"Master, elder martial brother, where are we?"

Zhuge matchless, some curious, some afraid.

At this time, Yi Heng is still moving rapidly in the nine palace grid.

If those magic weapons hit the central palace, they will inevitably attack him.

But to their surprise, the magic weapon whistling through the air seemed to come straight to them, but it just passed by.

"Well, what's the reason?" Zhuge is matchless, and the color of thinking appears in his beautiful eyes.

Yi Heng can't say what reason, so she distracts her attention and says in a low voice: "now, it's time for them to give orders."

Sure enough, Zhuge was incomparably aware that this array had the power of hiding, but he did not know how to kill people. He put his back hand around his strong waist and stuck it tightly on him.

In a ten mile radius, surrounded by white fog, the divine consciousness is blurred.

"Bang!"

A dull sound, blood spray, meat flying.

I saw a palm shot out of the white fog, and a monk Yuanying burst to pieces.

"Be careful, the fog is strange!"

"Bang, ah!"

As soon as a monk called out his voice, he felt a pain in his heart and screamed, and then he was crushed.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

Five friars who were about to fly out of the white fog were killed instantly.

"Back!"

But strangely, no one has responded!

"Don't be arrogant

He suddenly offered his long sword and chopped at the void five feet behind him.

Before the light of the knife arrived, a left palm was stretched out in the void.

But seeing that he was on guard, he had no choice but to draw back into the void again.

"Whew!"

With a sound, the white fog was cut in two.

But there was no trace of the palm.

Under the great change of complexion, his eyes were angry and his mind was fully developed.

But the two halves of the fog gradually closed.

"Yuan Shen is out of the body!"

The monk Hua Shen roared, and the white fog around him was shaken open. He pinched the finger with both hands.

An invisible force seemed to penetrate the white fog and explore all directions.

"The power of the soul?"

Yi Heng keeps stepping on the pattern of the nine palaces, and in Zhuge's eyes of unparalleled surprise, he attacks and kills one by one Yuanying friars.

Now, in the ten miles of white fog, there are only two God transforming monks left.

But at this time, it seems that the Qin family monk Hua Shen found some tricks and used the power of his soul to explore the array.

If you let him find the way to solve it, one on two, though fearless, is also difficult.

Therefore, in the purple mansion, nine foot eight inch young people no longer play.

See his hands quickly pinch, 18 dry words appear in the purple mansion in an instant.

"Die!"

His heart thought move, open the sky hoe instant sacrifice.

It is no longer a trace of Qin's family.

"Here it is! Die

In fact, friar Yin Jiahua was four or five feet away. He was on guard, waiting for the moment when he appeared.

Seeing him show up, his right hand pointed at him, and the sword had stabbed him in the head.

"Ha ha, it's late!"

Yi Heng laughs and his figure flashes away.

"Whew!"

A sharp sword pierced the white fog.

The Qin family was excited to see him show up.

Even if the hoe fell from the sky, his face was full of joy.

At the moment, with his left hand stretched out, the eight trigrams appeared, and four or five Xun characters were bestowed on the long knife. The long knife flew up and met the Kaitian hoe.

"Bang!"

The hoe and the long knife struck out a group of fire, dissipated in the white fog.

Naturally, the long sword had the upper hand, and he was chopped with a whoosh.

All of a sudden, the monk of the Qin family felt that it was not right. He raised his hand and chest and slapped him out.

"Bang!"

In the purple mansion, eighteen dry words rushed out, and in an instant they had attacked his chest.

"Bang!"

He did not care to control the long knife, and his hands kept beating on his chest.

"Poop!"

With a slight sound, a drop of blood rushed out of the right palm and palm.

"Poo poo, poo poo..."

I saw that he kept retreating, the blood was racing more and more, and his palms were bloody.

"You, you can..."

"Poo poo, poo poo..."

The ten fingers broke off and fell into the lake.

At the chest, a deep visible bone crack, bleedingYi Heng's eyes are greatly surprised that this person must also be a strong soul generation, even can prevent the attack of the soul like substance.

The eight trigrams on the left hand are displayed, and the three Xun characters are instantly added to the body.

His body suddenly appeared, and his left fist hit the vest of the Qin family monk Huashen.

"Bang, wow! BAM, BAM, BAM... "

The monk Huashen of the Qin family saw a bone wound on his chest, and he suddenly burst into blood.

Together with the blood, there is a big mouth.

When he was in pain, he was ready to turn around, only to strike continuously, so that the mana he had just run dissipated in an instant.

The monk of Yin family Huashen was four or five Zhang away.

His eyes are about to crack, and he looks at the left fist in the void with horror and keeps hitting.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

Between breathing, more than 30 punches hit him on his vest.

The whole body, from the back of the heart, began to break.

Above his head, a three foot baby suddenly appeared, holding a knife in both hands. His face was extremely frightened.

"Bang!"

With a sound, in the little eyes of Yuanying, the body suddenly burst into pieces, flying in all directions.

In the purple mansion, nine foot eight inch young man, with his right hand pointing at nayuanying, rushed out of the purple mansion with a dry word.

The yuan baby screamed at the destruction of his body and tried to escape.

"Shuo!"

With a slight sound, Yuanying looks down at his chest.

A fist sized hole appeared in his chest. He opened his mouth to breathe, but before he made a sound, he turned over and fell.

From being surrounded by them, it's only half a cup of tea.

But now there is only one of the twenty-two monks.

Friar Yin Jiahua witnessed this strange scene, and was deeply shocked by the invisible attack.

At this time, seeing a few breaths, monk Shengsheng of Huashen was killed in front of him. He was heartbroken and ran away.

"Master, please stay!"

Yi Heng waves his left hand, and the array patterns in the eight corners of the lake instantly turn into water patterns and disappear.

Just now the white fog filled the area of ten miles, instantly disappeared, refreshing.

As soon as the friar of the Yin family got up and didn't fly away, he felt his eyes brighten.

Mountains are mountains and lakes are lakes.

It's just that the lake is no longer crystal clear.

But the blood is red, and countless pieces of meat fall into the lake, attracting wild fish to scramble for it.

"Gollum!"

"Wow

The monk Yin family Huashen felt the blood boiling, the Qi and blood gushed up, and suddenly swallowed his saliva.

Close to Yi Heng Zhuge matchless, nature also saw countless pieces of meat in the lake were eaten by the fish, making a nauseous sound.

"You, do you dare to withdraw this array?"

"Why not? I'm just about to learn from my predecessors

There was a color of ecstasy in the eyes of the monk Yin Jiahua, and the magic power in the elixir field was constantly surging.

Yi Heng pushes Zhuge matchless figure lightly, and she floats gently behind her, falls on the bank and squats on the ground.

But when he found that he was closer to the minced meat in the lake, he suddenly turned around and retched on the ground again.

"Ha ha, good, Yidao Youguo, unusual person, please!"

Monk Yin Jiahua suppressed the excitement and bowed his hand slightly.

At this time, he did not dare to be a senior.

"Please!"

Yi Heng runs his mana, and his body retreats ten Zhang. He also bows back.

I will try today and fight hard with the monk Huashen.

"Whew!"

The friar of the Yin family suddenly lifted his hands, and the sword whirling in front of him disappeared in an instant.

But a sword stabbed, it is a virtual shadow, he looked up, Yi Heng has been in the sky hundred Zhang above.

As soon as the finger pinches, the flying sword turns.

"Whew!"

A sound, pierce the void, body shape stab to the sky.

With a wave of his right hand, Yi Heng suddenly smashes the spade to the sword.

At the same time, when the left hand is spread out, a mysterious Bagua plate appears above the left hand, and "Liuliu" turns straight.

This time, it was the Bagua dish in the purple mansion.

"Ha ha, die!"

Seeing him leave the lake, the friar of the Yin family knew that he would no longer use the array. He immediately let go of his mind, laughed, and ran straight to the sky to chase him.

The left hand also appeared a Bagua plate, low roared: "Xun, for the wind."

Suddenly, a Zhang Da Xun character was bestowed on the flying sword. The flying sword let out a roar, and the tip of the sword deviated slightly. It rubbed the hoe and continued to stab.

"Xun, Xun, Xun..."

Yi Heng thought in a hurry, and his magic power burst out.

On the Bagua plate, the white light flickered continuously, and the characters of Xun appeared in an instant, and then merged into his body.

He kept climbing, faster and faster.

Under the body, the flying sword with the sound of howling, pursued.