Chapter 981 The Power of the Dragon Slayer

The land was desolate, with broken walls and wind and sand all over the sky.

Hundreds of black iron beasts rushed towards Ouyang Ming, the scales on their bodies shone with cold light, looking extremely terrifying.

When He Jian saw this scene, there was a little worry in his eyes, he lifted his finger up slightly, and the sword box behind him flew up and down, and suddenly a bloody light flew out, the air suddenly shook, and he roared in a low voice: " With a single sword, Ziwu volleys into the sky!"

Immediately, a ten-foot-sized sword energy condensed out of thin air, pressing down on the black iron beast.

This sword is not the sword formula he got back to Jianfeng, but it is also infinitely sublime. Of course, it's not a star and a half worse than flirting with the sky.

At the same time, he reminded Ouyang Ming, saying: "Brother Yu, you just need to shoot these black iron beasts, there is no need to kill them, it would take too much time, after all, the defense of these fierce beasts is too perverted."

But as soon as the voice fell, his pupils shrank inward, with an unbelievable expression on his face. Can't help screaming: "This... what kind of gun is this?"

From his point of view, Ouyang Ming stabbed lightly, and the scales covering the body of a black iron beast were not blocked at all, like a piece of tofu, it shattered. The black iron beast was directly pierced through, and there was a scream, and blood gushed out of its mouth.

Because of He Jian's presence, Ouyang Ming did not use the devouring attribute of Blood Gun Longtu. It's not that he didn't believe in He Jian, but that this attribute was too appalling.

Is this really a black iron beast? Seeing this scene, He Jian kept growling in his heart.

It must be that I made a mistake, or that these black iron beasts were too low-level. After a while, he found a reason for himself that he thought was more reliable.

At this moment, the sword light of Yijian Ziwu's volleying sword light spread out, only leaving a white mark on the black iron beast's scales, and at the same time, a thrust was generated to roll it out.

"Hiss!" Seeing this scene, he secretly took a deep breath.

I knew in my heart that I was thinking too much, the black iron beasts were still extremely hard black iron beasts, but they met Ou Yangming, so they looked as fragile as paper. Looking at the figure showered in blood, He Jian was like looking at a monster.

This is the second time he has seen the Blood Spear Long Tu. The last time was against the Blood Flood Dragon Clan. At that time, he just felt that this long spear was extraordinary, but he didn't have such an intuitive feeling.

What's so special about this, it's simply against the sky, right? Even if he had lived his whole life, he had never heard of this kind of armor-piercing effect.

Rein in your mind, knowing that now is not the time to ask these questions.

With one thought in mind, he poured the aura from the dantian into the Ziwu sword, and every time he threw it out, he shot out pieces of black iron beasts.

But Ouyang Ming is much more violent. The long spear can be speared, picked, stabbed, sick, or suddenly, or as cold as ice, or as hot as the summer sun. Every time a spear is thrown, there must be a blood The iron beast fell into a pool of blood. Moreover, as a high-level spiritual person with a cultivation base, he also understands the true meaning of the Tao. His spears are becoming simpler and more subtle, but the effect is indescribably good. Every move is a killing technique. , no messy mottled, only blood dripping.

"Go to hell!" Ouyang Ming turned his wrist, and there was a crisp sound.

Throwing the spear in his hand horizontally, he slapped it in the air, and opened a big mouth to bite the black iron beast and blast it.

"Crack!" Seeing that the blade-sharp teeth of the black iron beast were snapped off,

And the spear still didn't stop, smashing its head into pieces.

The figure flashed again, and rushed out, like a tiger among a herd of sheep, there is no enemy in a battle.

Unexpectedly, he forcibly killed a bloody path from the black iron beast, and killed it back again.

A quarter of an hour later, Ouyang Ming stood in the yellow sand with densely packed corpses of fierce beasts behind him. He took a deep breath and said, "Have fun!"

He Jian glanced around, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Yu, your gun..."

"My gun? What's the matter?" Ouyang Ming blinked his eyes in confusion, recalling the scene of taking out the spear in his mind, and there seemed to be nothing wrong.

"This armor-piercing effect is too powerful!" He Jian smiled even more bitterly.

"Senior He, he added a few special materials, so it's a bit sharper than ordinary spears." Ouyang Ming waved his hand.

When He Jian heard this, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he cursed in his heart: "How sharp is this? Compared with ordinary long spears, it is a sky and an underground, so they can't be compared, okay?"

Although he thought so in his heart, there was no greed in his thoughts.

He Jian glanced at the yellow sand in the sky, and stroked his beard with his right hand: "Let's go, we're getting close to that place, anything can happen, so as not to cause trouble."

Ouyang Ming nodded lightly, returning to Jianfeng was one of his goals for entering the Great Ruins, and there was absolutely no room for loss.

But at this moment, the sound of "squeak, squeak..." sounded again, this time the sound was louder, and even filled the entire area.

The shadow of the black iron beast looms in the yellow sand, and the black iron beast in the front is about ten feet high, and each scale is as big as rice paper, intertwined together.

He Jian's complexion changed slightly, and he introduced, "Brother Yu, this should be the king of black iron beasts."

"Well, the peak of the ferocious beast, combined with the extremely strong physical body, is indeed a bit difficult to deal with." Ouyang Ming pondered.

"That's right, and it's not easy to reach the peak of a beast." He Jian took over the words.

Immediately afterwards, countless black iron beasts rushed out from the yellow sand, densely packed.

The scarlet color in their eyes has reached the extreme, and they feel the taste of their companion's blood from these two hateful ants.

Especially the ants holding long guns, the smell of blood on their bodies was extremely strong, which made them very disgusted. Although the vicious beasts only had instincts left, once someone was stained with the blood of their companions, the whole group would definitely fight him forever.

Yes, the whole group.

Therefore, in the cursed land, the most frightening thing is not the human race with the blood of dragon and phoenix, nor the mysterious and strange alien race, but the fierce beast. Because they have no thinking, but they are really like this. They are single-minded, and they are not afraid of death.

"Crack!" Countless ferocious beasts roared at the same time, as if they were offering sacrifices.

After moaning for a while, the beast moved, and almost 90% of them rushed straight at Ouyang Ming.

"Just killed a few beasts, is it necessary?" Ouyang Ming shook his head.

Gathering energy and exhaling, stomping his feet and stepping back, waving his sleeves forward, countless streams of light radiate out, like a dream, all kinds of strange rays of light scatter in all directions, it turns out to be thousands of phantom arrays.

All the cumbersome and complicated runes are lit up, intertwined and connected together, giving people a sense of roundness, as if these arrays should be connected together in this way, whether they are overflowing or missing, they are not perfect enough.

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu......"

The disk spreads, directly covering a range of four to five hundred feet.

The ferocious beasts within the range of the formation only felt blurred in front of their eyes, and their minds were in chaos. The world they were familiar with had completely changed.

The yellow sand all over the sky disappeared, and the storms that swept up the sky circle after circle also disappeared.

Instead, it was a world of ice and snow. Snowflakes fell from the sky, dividing the sky into pieces and breaking the dark sky into pieces.

In the formation, Ouyang Ming tapped his finger lightly, the core hub was very bright, and all the rune nodes in the formation space instantly lit up.

"Phantom!" Ouyang Ming parted his lips, his voice was extremely cold.

Before the voice fell, the black iron beasts were in a daze, and they besieged their king. Because in their eyes, this is the ant that was stained with the blood of their people, it is simply unforgivable, the scales flashed coldly, and the spiritual power in the body burst out, and it ran away.

Outside of the formation, He Jian was completely bewildered.

His mind was like a paste, and finally he uttered four words bitterly: "Is this a formation?"

His heart was beating violently, and it took two full breaths before he recovered.

I thought to myself, what else does Brother Yu not know? Are there really people who are born knowing? If not, which kind does Brother Yu belong to? Genius, monster, these two words are no longer enough to describe, they can only be known by birth.

He glanced at the formation, extremely astonished.

Because he saw that the black iron beast seemed to be stupefied, screaming, and kept biting and biting towards his king. It was extremely crazy, and it was not afraid of death.

On the other hand, Ouyang Ming wiped the blood away with a casual face, and every time he touched Longtu, these beasts became even crazier.

"This... what kind of formation is this?" He growled in his heart.

He has seen a lot in his life, but he has never heard of a certain formation that can control the mind of a ferocious beast.

At this moment, a faint fear of Ouyang Ming appeared in his heart, as if he was a whole starry sky, a huge world.

Along the way, Ouyang Ming had given him too many surprises. Now, it was no longer a surprise, but a shock.

"It's almost there!" In the middle of the formation, Ouyang Ming touched his chin, pondered for a while, and clenched the blood gun Longtu tightly.

With a slight movement of steps, it was like an invisible breeze. With a finger raised, a rune node moved to block his front and hide his body.

One step, two steps...

Like a stroll in the courtyard, he was not in a hurry, and approached the black iron beast at will.

With a bow on the back, a palpitating arc was drawn, and the aura in the dantian circulated in the meridians.

Let the meridians swell up, and the veins pop out on the skin, like a horned dragon.

The first black spot on the handle of the Blood Gun Long Tu gun lit up, and an unspeakable sharpness spread out.

Just like that, Ouyang Ming walked to the side of the Black Iron Beast King, raised his hand and stabbed.

Long Tu Qiang's sharp tip shone coldly, and he stabbed into the heart of the Black Iron Beast King.

"Boom..." The two collided, and the hard scales only lasted for two breaths before they were completely shattered.

The Black Tie Beast King roared and fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes narrowed fiercely, his head tilted, and he was completely lifeless.

Next, the formation spread out, and Ouyang Ming put away the phantom formation, and slaughtered the group of black iron beasts.

Half an hour later, the yellow sand was stained red with blood.

"Let's go!" Ouyang Ming looked at He Jian, his voice still falling, he moved his steps, moved his body a few times, and disappeared in place.

He Jian looked around, seeing a mess all around, shook his head lightly, looked at Ouyang Ming's back, and gave a wry smile in his heart. ...

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