Hundreds of small peaks flew up and undulating around them. ∮Thousands of earthly veins rose into the sky, just like a pillar of heavenly punishment suppressing the eight desolates.

With one person's strength, he easily defeated the most outstanding disciples of the Yanyun Pavilion, stepping on a golden dragon and floating in white clothes. At this moment, Zi Midnight was like a patrol by the Emperor of Heaven, making people look at it and could hardly breathe.

"Yanyun Pavilion has committed many evil deeds and killed countless monks. However, they are also monks, but they regard monks as prey and are proud of them. The imperial royal family is the inheritance of the eternal dynasty and the guardians of Pangu Continent. From today on, we will definitely completely dismantle you!"

Zi shouted loudly and waved his hand. The golden dragon under his feet seemed to be alive. He roared to the sky, and a huge earth vein energy rushed into the sky and then hit the ground. With a loud noise, the earth moved and the mountains were shaking, as if the whole world was about to crack.

A few screams came, and the few killers who were not many were missing.

Chen Weiming didn't have the heart to see those people die. Those people were alive, and almost all their energy and attention were on Zi Midnight. Thousands of gods and thousands of consciousness techniques were used, hundreds of spiritual consciousnesses were constantly deduced in conjunction with the art of talisman seals, and learned Feng Shui techniques from the operation of the true qi and mental power in the other person's body.

"How long will it take!" The voice of the Nether Knife came out, and Feng Zhiyi rushed out of the chaotic earth vein aura.

At this time, Zi Midnight became more and more skilled in controlling Feng Shui techniques. Relying on the ten earth veins at the foot of the Emperor's Mountain, he had almost comparable attack power to the Tribulation Period, but he did not have the attack speed of the Tribulation Period.

He divided his spiritual consciousness and relied on the eyes of breaking the delusion and keeping the truth to see the trajectory of the earth's veins. He was able to control the wind wings to make the Nether Knife avoid the many previous attacks.

He had learned a lot at this moment, but Chen Weiming knew that this was not enough. He had to learn more to defeat the other party. Seeing that Zi Midnight did not seem to be in a hurry to kill everyone, it seemed that he wanted to rely on this battle to show his ability. He felt that the opportunity had come, and immediately sent a message to Mingdao: "It's not enough, it takes more time! I can't do it yet, I can only rely on you!"

Ming Dao took a deep breath: "From now on, my advance and retreat will depend on you, and I will do my best. You can do your best to what extent you want me to fight to your own risk!"

This is an indescribable trust, and Chen Weiming could only reply: "I won't let you die in front of me!"

"ah!"

With a loud roar, the Nether Dao crazily activated his true energy and instantly reached the peak of the sixth level of the Dan Killing Stage. When everyone thought they were about to stop, something strange happened.

Black air flew up from the ground, like black breeze rushing into his body.

"It's the power of death!"

The empire has a profound foundation, not only the imperial royal family, but also the inheritance of many aristocratic families has continued for countless eras. There are many knowledgeable people among the onlookers from afar and have recognized the black aura.

That was the power of death. In the previous battle, although only a hundred people died in the Yanyun Pavilion Killer, tens of thousands of people died of the guards here. At this moment, the Nether Dao activated the death path pattern to the extreme that he could reach, and directly absorbed the power of death from the corpses or the flesh that had not yet had time to rot.

Although I recognized this method, I was still amazed. There are countless people in the world who practice the power of death, but there are definitely only a handful of people who can directly extract the power of death through the Taoist pattern at this level. It is even difficult to see a second person.

He had the basic skills out of the box... At this moment, even Chen Weiming knew. In the face of life and death, the Ming Dao finally wanted to show all his strength for the first time. Facing the earth's vein energy, the death ripple would not have any effect, only stronger.

"Not bad!" Zi Midnight also exclaimed: "The ability to Taoist patterns is more than me, but this is meaningless."

"Just rely on the location!" Mingdao grinned: "You are so proud of this. Look at me, I will knock your eggs away."

"Then come!"

Zi shouted loudly at midnight, waved his hand, and the surrounding peaks moved with them, and they rushed towards the Nether Sword. Although these peaks were not very big, they could only be said to be small hills. However, with the blessing of the earth's veins, each peak contained terrible power.

"Ah! Let me kill!"

The Nether Knife shouted loudly, and the black aura of the long sword in his hand condensed. With a wave of his hand, a black sword light that was hundreds of meters long was directly slashed out. The magical power of the Death Daopa: Nether Blade.

This is his bottom move, condensed the aura of death and drew the sharp sword light. Its power is indescribable. At this moment, Chen Weiming's auxiliary talisman blessing, and the power of tens of thousands of people absorbed, it is even more terrifying.

The sword fell and directly shattered a mountain. The sentence "Let me kill" told Chen Weiming that he wanted to attack, not defense.

Chen Weiming's heart moved, the wind wings flashed, and the Nether Knife rushed towards Zi Midnight, who was stepping on the golden dragon.

As soon as the sword came up and fell, the power of the Netherworld Sword surprised Chen Weiming. Those mountain buns containing the earth's veins could not stop the sword light with extreme destructive power, shattering one by one.

But this is not enough to reverse the situation. Both of them used extraordinary means to borrow power, but unfortunately, midnight's borrowing power was too much.

The impact of the mountain peaks and the roar of the earth vein is extremely terrifying. The Nether Sword can only be consumed by the Nether Sword and cannot get close to it. He can burst out with powerful attack power, but he can't withstand such destructive power at all. At this moment, he completely entrusts his life to Chen Weiming's hands, allowing Feng Zhiyi to lead him to flash left and right in the qi of the earth vein.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

I don’t know how many mountain buns were destroyed in the loud noise, but the Nether Dao was unable to get close to the midnight of the golden dragon.

"Is it enough?"

Ming Dao shouted loudly. At this time, his true energy was consumed so much that it was unsustainable.

"It's still a little bit!"

Chen Weiming opened his eyes wide, and his eyes almost rushed out. Although this was actually useless, the talisman seal technique in his hand continued to circulate and evolve. The attack of the Nether Knife was also useful, forcing Zi Midnight to use more means, but it was still a little short of it.

"Only one knife!"

The Nether Knife roared, and the long sword in his hand shattered, and the aura of death roared up, convolved the broken knife, absorbing countless flesh and blood on the earth, turning into a big knife with a long sword of 1,000 meters, like a terrible one-way connection to the sky and the earth.

Not only the flesh and blood of the corpses, but also the blood that was overflowing with the true energy on his own body.

"Miscellaneous, eat my big dark sword!"

The Nether Knife roared, and the huge Death Knife fell from the sky, as if to judge the entire world, and slashed at Zi on the golden dragon head at midnight.
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