Yi Heng stares at people with strong sarcasm in his eyes. In the light of his eyes, however, he finds that the ghost that has been smashed into pieces gradually agglutinates.

A group of black, at first the speed is not fast, but the black is more and more obvious, the speed of agglutination is gradually faster.

His heart sank slightly, and his guess was true. The ghost was not so easy to be destroyed.

Is ready to open mouth to remind people, but suddenly stopped, a sneer in the heart.

Zhou Chenghao and others were obviously shocked in his words.

"Yi Daoyou means that the words in my mind are all deliberately leaked by shenlu?"

"What do you think, Yin Daoyou?"

"This..."

Shen Tu Tian's face changed slowly. Obviously, he didn't expect that the dark deer was behind the final calculation.

In addition to him, all the people came to capture the deer, but they didn't expect to be caught by the deer.

"Nonsense Qin Shengtian said obstinately: "hundreds of years ago, there was a race for deer. How come there are not so many changes? Is it that the deer has become smart, or have we become stupid? "

Zhou Chenghao and Yin Buzheng almost believed that the deer had done it, but they hesitated after hearing this.

Hundreds of years ago, the Yin family captured the deer, although it was also killing many ancient monsters, but what was so complicated?

Even if we pushed forward, the Yan family was the Xia family before, and they were also easy to catch deer, and they did not experience any setbacks.

Why is it so complicated to come to them?

The spirit of Yi Heng Yu Guang gradually became dignified, his body gradually formed, and he was on guard in his heart, but his face did not change. He said: "if Yi did not read wrong, of course you have become stupid. No, not stupid, but always so stupid!"

Again and again, again and again, the words excited, Qin Shengtian there still can not help, the moment of anger very violent.

Without greeting, his right hand pointed to him, and the sharp tip of the flying sword was close to his chest.

Yi Heng's complexion coagulates. He only feels his right hand raised, and the sword will arrive. A sting comes from his chest.

The body suddenly retreats, and the right fist quickly hits the body of the flying sword.

"Ha ha! Die! Dry, for heaven

"Whoosh!"

Qin Shengtian pushes him back with a sword. His left hand is spread out. On the palm of his hand, a Bagua plate appears instantly. A dry word appears quickly and disappears in the air.

Yi Heng suddenly felt a palpitation, at this time, he finally felt helpless to be attacked by dry words.

Flying sword around the chest of a sword flower, reverse his right wrist stab.

And the forehead, but feel cold tingling, invisible dry words, must point to the forehead.

In a hurry, the young and middle-aged people of Zifu pinch their right hands, and the four Kun characters shoot out from the purple mansion and block in front of their foreheads.

He didn't dare to move forward with his right fist, and then he retreated again with his body shape.

"Poof, poof, poof."

In Qin Shengtian's surprised eyes, the cold pain on his forehead disappeared, and Qian was blocked by Kun.

However, he was forced to retreat by Qin Shengtian's flying sword and Qian Zi.

Yu Guang Li, the ghost Zhang Yu body has been condensed, four hands a wave, his heart is very happy.

However, when the demon clan was about to start, Shen Tu Tian suddenly raised his head and took the lead in discovering the warning: "be careful."

Zhou Chenghao, Yin Buzheng and Qin Shengtian were surrounded by black fists, but the warning was still a little slow. Only a sound of fists hitting the body was heard, and the three people were thrown up in situ.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

Three people were hit by this blow, even the mana can not work, directly in the air spurt blood, and then hit the ground.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Three times in a row, the three people were in close contact with the ground and immediately reacted to it. They did not even dare to raise their heads. In an instant, they used their strength to roll for several feet.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

A few muffled noises, black fists hit the ground they had fallen on, shaking the space slightly.

The flying sword chasing Yi Heng naturally flies back.

But Yi Heng's face shows the color of enlightenment, before the attack of the spirit of the devil is mostly just casual.

At this point, we really want to kill them.

"Jie Jie, a poor race, knows nothing but internal strife. At that time, our people regarded the human race as pigs and dogs. From disdaining to communicate with each other, we knew that the human race was fickle and had internal friction when there was no external worry. Therefore, it was a lower race."

One by one, the lower race yelled at the crowd with a livid face, and Yi Heng's joy in his heart had disappeared.

No matter who is so humiliated and has to work hard, natural selection works hard.

"It's a shame of my family to accept your calculation just now. Now, die!"

The four hands of the demon spirit waved violently, and the invisible forces spread in the magic Qi. In a short time, the space here is full of black fists.The faces of the people changed greatly. At this time, they could only defend themselves. It was very important to protect their lives. They did not dare to remind them.

In the space, the fists appeared in an instant and attacked five people continuously. The random attack made the five people unable to defend.

For a moment, the sound of fist beating on the body, scream and blood gushing came out of this space.

"Jie Jie, no one touched the jade plate for ten thousand years, but he couldn't wake up. To thank you, I don't know whether it's life or death or swallowing your soul?"

The ghost seems to be effortless, while solidifying the surrounding demons into fists and constantly beating them, while talking to himself.

Yi Heng originally claimed that he was good at flesh, but he claimed that even if he could not prevent all of them, he could also prevent most of them.

But at this time, he realized that he was wrong.

About a foot up and down, all of them are black fists formed in an instant. As soon as they are formed, they attack immediately. How is this different from the surrounding evil Qi attack?

Therefore, although the fists are constantly waving, it is difficult to resist the dense fist shadow.

This fist is so powerful that it can see the flesh. Even at the top of the fourth level of his body training formula, he was beaten with a "Whoa" scream. It looked very miserable.

The mana that had just run was broken in an instant. Only the hardness of the body could make him suffer more.

But what's the use of taking more?

The shadow of death enveloped him, and his eyes were filled with reluctance.

Qin Shengtian is the weakest. He has fallen to the ground and is dying at this time. However, countless fists still cling to him and fight him all over the body.

If there is no accident, he will be the first to be killed.

Zhou Chenghao sends out "Dong, Dong, Dong..." in front of his body. A big clock sometimes becomes bigger and sometimes smaller, but he still protects his head.

Just as the huge clock was about to grow large, it covered the whole body, but it was struck by countless fists, which scattered the running mana.

There is no mana output continuously, and the giant clock is large and small.

A mouthful of blood gushed from the huge clock. Although he blocked his head and could not see his appearance at this time, it was also extremely miserable.

Yin Buzheng and Shentu Tian were equally miserable, falling to the ground and constantly rolling to avoid fists.

If there is no accident, five people will be killed here.

Even if it is only one percent of the soul of the demons, they are not able to deal with it. Although several of the monks in the yuan infantile period are top-notch monks, they think that they will not be able to fight back?

"Yi Heng! If you didn't lead us to the guardian power behind us, how could you die here now? Damn you

Zhou Chenghao's voice came from the huge clock, which was very loud.

"Jie Jie, die!"

The loud voice attracted the attention of the demon soul. Zhou Chenghao was in a moment of remorse. He saw that Qin Shengtian, who was in a coma, was dying on the ground. All the fists around Qin Shengtian who was unconscious disappeared and concentrated around his body.

The big bell that hit him on the head like a hail of fists.

"Dong Dong Dong..."

The huge clock was struck and deformed, and the sound gradually ceased to be loud.

"The lower race is ridiculous! When you die, you must fight within yourself

"Ah

"Ah

Two screams, Yin Buzheng and Shentu Tian suddenly fell unconscious.

Yi Heng's swollen face suddenly turned pale.

Sure enough, the ghost saw that he could struggle, and immediately transferred all the fists of Shentu Tian to him.

Looking at the layers around him, tens of thousands of fists were pounding at him. His eyes flashed with a light of enlightenment and whispered, "I see! What a pity

Even if he has a hard body, it is absolutely difficult to resist so many attacks. In an instant, he may end up worse than others.

But at this time, he had a little insight into the use of the soul.

He believed that if he could live, it would not be long before he could attack with the power of the soul like this demon.

But now, can you live?