Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

The wind eagle flapped its wings and gave a low shout.

"Qingming Gangfeng!"

A dark blue gust of wind suddenly rose.

It's cold, fierce, and has a strong killing intent.

Where this strong wind was raging, the space seemed unable to withstand its terrifying power, making bursts of heart-stopping shattering sounds.

The wind eagle is in the strong wind, and its figure is looming in the strong wind.

The wind howled.

The heavy water of Xuanyin is surging.

Feng Ying and Yuan Hao rushed into the sea of ​​fire, one on the left and the other on the right.

The strong wind is invisible, but it has the power to destroy everything.

The strong wind blew, and the flames bowed their heads.

The sea of ​​​​fire that originally spread wildly was forced to retreat and shrink back under the suppression of the strong wind.

The gushing tongues of fire were mercilessly involved by the strong wind, torn into countless pieces like red silk, dancing with the wind, and finally dispersed invisible.

The heavy water surges, as if it were as heavy as a sinking mountain.

Where water passes, water and fire meet, and the fire quickly retreats.

The shape of heavy water moves according to Yuan Hao's will.

Sometimes waves would rise ten feet high to extinguish the spreading sea of ​​fire.

Sometimes it turns into a water shield, blocking the arrogant tongues of fire.

The strong wind and heavy water advance together, and the momentum is like breaking bamboo.

The fierce flames are invincible and retreating steadily.

Feng Ying and Yuan Hao quickly rushed into the depths of the sea of ​​fire. The sea of ​​​​fire was dispersed to the edge of the cave hall, and the fire became sluggish.

The two arrived very quickly, only a few dozen feet away from Xing Gaohan.

"Xing Gaohan, who is seeking death?" Yuan Hao said proudly.

The heavy water set off a wave, which instantly changed shape and condensed into an extremely sharp spike.

The spikes are dark blue, with a sharp golden essence. The spikes quickly extended and hit Xing Gaohan's chest.

There was no trace of panic on Xing Gaohan's face, but a smile that showed his plan had succeeded.

He quickly retreated to avoid the heavy water spikes. At the same time, he winked at Xing Wenyao.

The latter nodded slightly.

The eyebrows of the two people suddenly flashed, and nine short blades appeared on each side.

The short blade broke through the air and shot towards the two demons not far away.

Concentration Thorn!

The two demons were immediately shocked!

Most monsters only cultivate their physical bodies and not their souls.

The demon clan is often physically powerful, but the demon soul appears to be relatively weak.

Spiritual attack is the most feared attack method by most demon clans.

Fortunately, the two demons had heard about the "Concentrating Thorn" and made some careful preparations before coming to the Fang Islands.

A skull appeared in front of each of the two demons.

The skull of this skull is long and narrow, in the shape of a triangular pyramid. It was obtained by hunting two third-order dark foxes.

However, the demon clan's refining of magic weapons is obviously not as effective as the human clan's.

The two Hell Fox skulls were slightly crudely made.

The skull trembled slightly and emitted a faint fluorescent light.

The fluorescent light gradually spread and condensed into a transparent film as thin as cicada wings.

At the same time, the two demons quickly retreated, trying to avoid the attack of the spiritual blade as much as possible.

But as Xing Gaohan said before, the terrain of this cave severely restricted the movement of the two demons.

If it were in the sea, Yuan Hao could escape by borrowing water.

If it is in an open place, the Wind Eagle can soar up.

Both can travel dozens of miles in an instant.

But in this cave, they have nowhere to hide.

The two demons were unable to retreat before they were overtaken by the sharp blade of spiritual consciousness.

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The sharp blade of spiritual consciousness pierced the membrane, as if it encountered an insurmountable obstacle.

A layer of faint ripples suddenly appeared on the film. The ripples rippled like water waves, and they actually dissolved the power of the sharp blade of spiritual consciousness bit by bit.

However, the membrane blocked a sharp blade of spiritual consciousness, followed by eight sharp blades.

"Puff puff..."

The membrane eventually gets punctured.

Several sharp blades of spiritual knowledge pierced the heads of the two demons respectively.

The two demons suddenly felt as if they were struck by lightning, and their bodies suddenly froze.

Their eyes were wide open, showing unbearable pain, their bodies were shaking violently, and they were screaming miserably.

The two demons could no longer stand in the air and fell from the sky.

Xuanyin Heavy Water and Gangfeng suddenly lost control and lost all their power.

The Xuanyin heavy water was like a pool of mud, flowing feebly on the floor of the cave hall.

The strong wind also became soft and weak, slowly dispersing in the air.

This is the terrifying part of spiritual attack. It can not only hurt people's souls, but also make the opponent's magical power go out of control.

It is worth mentioning that Xing Gaohan attacked the tidal demon Yuan Hao.

Xing Gaohan's spiritual cultivation is higher than that of Xing Wenyao, so his spiritual attack power is naturally stronger.

Yuan Hao's injuries were obviously more serious than Feng Ying's.

Kill him while he's sick!

How could Xing Wenyao and Xing Gaohan miss this opportunity to beat the drowned dog?

Xing Gaohan's feather fan turned into a fire phoenix, and the flames rose, swallowing Yuan Hao instantly.

Xing Wenyao's green wooden ruler sprouted a vigorous vine, which was as sharp as a sharp blade and stabbed into the wind eagle's head.

The wind hawk barely moved its head, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow.

However, the vines flexibly wrapped around Feng Ying's neck, and then spread at an alarming speed, tightly binding Feng Ying, making it unable to move.

The top of the vine rose like a snake's head and suddenly plunged into the wind eagle's huge body.

Xing Gaohan and Xing Wenyao were preparing to kill the two demons in one go.

From the cave to the east, two flying swords suddenly shot out and headed straight towards the hall where the two were facing each other.

Xing Gaohan and Xing Wenyao's expressions tightened and they didn't care about the two demons anymore.

With a thought in Xing Gaohan's mind, the fire phoenix rose into the sky and rushed toward the flying sword that was slashing at him.

Xing Wenyao activated the vines, which roared through the air like a hammer, hitting the flying sword with the wind eagle.

The fire phoenix flew away the flying sword.

The vines also knocked away the flying sword.

It's just that Feng Ying's back was injured by the sword light, leaving a blood mark that was deep enough to show the bone!

A large number of black eagle feathers were chopped off and flew around.

The wind eagle's blood spilled in the air, but it gradually came out of the haze of damaged soul.

The danger of life and death caused it to explode all the power in its body in an instant.

The wings suddenly spread out, the wing feathers were like knives, the vines were cut off immediately, and the wind eagle escaped from the trap.

However, it failed to take off immediately, but hit the stone wall of the cave hall heavily.

On the other hand, Yuan Hao was curled up on the ground, his body was charred and black, as if he was seriously injured and dying.

But at this time, no one paid attention to the two demons anymore.

The two flying swords that sneaked up on Xing Gaohan and Xing Wenyao only attracted their attention.

While the two were distracted dealing with the flying sword, two people suddenly rushed out of a magma crack near the high platform and flew towards the corpse coffin on the high platform.

These two people were actually Yin Shuo and Jing Wuming.

At some point, Yin Shuo got out of the maze and reached cooperation with Jing Wuming.