Chapter 358

The golden awn flickered, and the strong and dazzling light had condensed into essence and turned into sharp blades several feet long.

Xiang Yang's eyes were filled with blood. He held the Ruyi stick tightly and waved his hands. Qiu Jie's muscles expanded again. His tough skin couldn't bear the explosive force brought by the sudden bulge of the muscles. He began to burst. Between waving, two blood arrows came straight out.

Eighteen ancestral dragon nodes made his physical strength surpass hundreds of mountains. Even those immortal beasts famous for their physical strength may not have such great strength. With this stick, the space seems to be torn, with a long twisted ripple, and then a crisp explosion.

With a bang, the first golden blade bounced away, and a strange force came with the body of Ruyi staff.

Xiang Yang's hands, which were as firm as a rock, suddenly trembled. Ruyi stick almost came out of his hand. The sudden vibration directly cracked his tiger's mouth, and even cracks appeared in the palm.

Then, the power spread all over his body, and his whole person trembled greatly. Even his consciousness fell into an instant of chaos. Fortunately, there was a tree climbing in the sky, and a clear stream swept up. Only then did he recover his consciousness and feel shocked!

Only this time, his skin had cracked countless small openings, and small blood arrows came out directly. His internal organs and meridians had also been injured, and even slight cracks appeared on his bones.

"What force is this? It doesn't seem to be powerful, but why does it have such an effect... It seems... It seems to vibrate... That force makes all parts of my body vibrate. The damage caused by friction is even more violent than the direct impact... My body is still not strong enough in the face of such an attack!"

The shadow of Ruyi stick stagnated under this strange attack. His thoughts only turned for a moment, and the whole person was surrounded by countless gold blades

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Abbot Xianshan, in that strange space.

In the space, Ding Shuai was sitting face to face with Lao pen. In front of them, a little dense black-and-white light couldn't stop flashing.

"Old man, it seems that you will lose again!"

Ding Shuai smiled easily, and the fat on his chin trembled.

The old pen looked at the light spot in front of him with a sad face. He grabbed the goatee on his chin with one hand and broke one with a bang.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound in the space. Dingshuai turned his head and saw that his body did not move, but pieces of cyan rust the size of a fingernail fell off the tripod. Then, the huge tripod body trembled slightly and gave out a "buzzing" tremor.

As soon as he was distracted, the old pen saw the opportunity. A small one protruded from the towering hair on his head, moved the position of several light spots directly, and then twisted his beard to return to a serious state of meditation.

"Hmm? Young Lord, are you in big trouble? Is this the Supreme Master?"

Ding Shuai didn't take care of his small movements. He got up and walked over. He looked at Ding carefully, stretched out his hand and brushed it. The water waves were wandering in front of him. Xiang Yang's figure and the golden blade appeared faintly in the spectroscopic mirror.

"Yo... It's the middle way! This guy..."

Ding Shuai's hands bounced, and the huge bronze Ding beside him hung in the air, spinning without wind.

In the water wave, a green light flashed on Xiang Yang's wrist, enveloping him, and the scene in the spectroscopic mirror became clearer and clearer. The huge figure of Li Jiao in the distance was also faintly visible. When he saw the camp and altar behind him, he suddenly exclaimed, "old man, hurry..."

The old pen just succeeded in stealing a chicken. He was complacent. When he heard his voice, he turned his head lazily. After a few eyes, the whole person ran up like a cat with its tail stepped on. He jumped over in a hurry, put his thin head in front of the spectroscopic mirror, and pointed to the picture. His voice changed.

"Orcs? How can there be so many orcs? The alien world is fighting again... Terrible..."

After the initial surprise, Ding Shuai calmed down a lot. He looked at the picture carefully and controlled the spectroscope to look further away. After a long time, he was relieved: "It should be just the aftermath of the last war... In the last war, the mountain and sea boundary was mainly attacked by the orcs, and it's normal to leave some blood... But the breeding ability of these pigs is really good. It's only a few years..."

The old pen head also turned back and looked at the sacrificial altar in the distance: "yes, those guys are just new remnant spirits... Scare me!"

Knowing the details of the other party, he raised his head proudly, stretched out a finger and circled in the middle of the water mirror: "it's just some cannon fodder, none of which can be beaten! If I go out, I can blow a pile of it in one breath."

Ding Shuai's look was not so relaxed. He still looked carefully at the scene in the spectroscopic mirror. His eyebrows wrinkled and tightened, and his round face was puzzled.

"What do these guys want? After the last war, the immortal road between Shanhai and Pangu has been closed. With the strength of these descendants, what's the use of occupying Shanhai?"

The old pen head said with a smile: "occupy the mountain and sea world? Just rely on them? Don't forget that there are still leaders in the mountain and sea world besides us... Make a small fuss. It's estimated that they don't bother to make a big fuss... Hey..."

Ding Shuai shook his head: "I'm afraid these orcs will have some tricks. Those boys of Shan family know how to fight and kill. Don't be overcast by others at that time..."

The old pen pointed to the orc camp in the water mirror and was happy: "ha ha, old man, you think more. How can these big chested and brainless Orc pigs be better than melon seeds?"

"Yes... But I always feel a little strange..."

"Now that you have gone out, you should always pay attention to the fact that the mountain and sea world has been closed. Although the flash family can't compare with us, they can be regarded as the highest combat power here. Moreover, although the heaven of the mountain and sea world is incomplete, most of these residual spirits are native mountain and sea creatures, who are naturally restrained by them. Relying on the reality of these Orc descendants alone What storms can you turn over? "

Ding Shuai pondered and finally nodded: "well, let's help the young master solve this remnant spirit first! Well... It should be Li Jiao who returns to his ancestors. It's also a good tonic! Old man, help me!"

He tied his hands and patted on the body of the heaven and earth tripod. With a "buzzing" sound, the green light suddenly flickered in the water mirror.

The old pen head smiled, nodded, stretched out his hand and held up an ordinary golden Rune pen.