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Whoosh!

He straightened up, slightly closed his eyes, and breathed with a big mouth. The immortal force in his body was repaired to the utmost extent. Soon, the blood hole on his chest was healed.

This amazing ability to repair.

The pupils of the body of Nine Yang also contracted.

On the top of the mountain.

The emperor whispered, "if it's just restoration, he might die."

Mingruoqin also said, "warm up? What a lovely little fellow. The body of the Nine Yang is extremely domineering, but it is comparable to that of the divine body

The elder martial sister also said: "indeed, the blood power of the body of Nine Yang has not recovered, and his move has not been used."

That move, but the body of Nine Yang must kill skill!

It is said that anyone who has seen that move is dead.

Even she had no confidence to stop such a move.

Well, what's it called?

Elder martial sister thought silently.

Dong qianya is still silent and has no mood to fight with mingruoqin. Fool, don't die!

Ha ha

Seven childe crazy laugh: "warm up? I like you more and more. " His eyes in the war is also increasingly strong, looking at Li Yi as if looking at prey.

"The breath is getting stronger."

"Is the warm-up over? This Is this going to be real? " People hold their breath and stare at it.

"Come on, brother." Li Yan clenched her hands.

"Elder martial brother." Qingyang is also whispering.

"Fool, I love you!" The East said silently.

Bang!

The intense hot atmosphere covered the whole battlefield for tens of miles.

The flame burning on the body of the seventh childe was even more terrible. It turned into dark red. His breath became more and more violent and crazy.

Roar!

Jie's blood burst out like a roar.

"It's so powerful that I want to kneel."

"Damn it, you can't stay here."

"Is this the outbreak of the body of Nine Yang?" No one is unmoved, those who are close to each other are retrogressive at this moment.

The whole battlefield ranges from tens of miles to seventy-eight miles. Fortunately, the battlefield is spreading towards the outside of Daming Lake. Otherwise, Daming Lake may suffer.

"Jie Jie, do you feel the power of my childe?"

"Prepare for death!"

"I am the body of Nine Yang!" His body fixed in two meters, all muscles emerge, one after another, like a dragon dormant.

Cold, violent, violent, domineering

This is the breath fluctuation of the body of Nine Yang at this moment.

Li Yi is calm and walks out of the ruins. He pats the soil on his body. His long hair is still messy, and his body's injury has recovered.

It's just the consumed power, it's still consuming.

After cleaning the dirt on his clothes, he raised his head: "from the moment the war began, your destiny has been doomed."

He opened his eyes and walked towards emptiness step by step: "although the body of Jiuyang is strong, it can be..."

But what?

Li Yi did not go on. The Qi sea, dragon shaped pulse and Sendai in his body were boiling at this moment, including the blood power from the black swordsman.

It's only two drops, but it's enough.

Black blooms like a flower bud, his whole momentum is rapidly improving, and his body size is also growing.

Hum!

The sound of the black sword resounded through the void.

Blood force?

People were startled when they sensed that power fluctuation.

On the top of the mountain, except for some people who know Li Yi's identity, others are shocked.

Dong qianya is more vaguely excited. He screams wildly in his heart, the blood power of the black swordsman, and the invincible existence in the legend. He is reviving that power. It is the man of this saint!

The seventh childe was stunned for a moment and also laughed: "so it is. There is still the power of blood. No wonder it is so arrogant, eh Let me see, there must have been saints in your family? But it's no use. I'm a body of Nine Yang, not by blood, but by the first generation of Nine Yang. Do you know what this means? "

If the body of Jiuyang can grow, the state of Dacheng will be comparable to the emperor, and it can be regarded as an invincible constitution.

Li Yi said softly: "invincible?"

He grinned: "yes, you guessed right."

Li Yi smiles and says nothing.

Dare to say in front of the black swordsman that his constitution is invincible, he must have drunk wine.

Seven childe also put up a smile, aware that Li Yi's momentum is becoming stronger and stronger, he said: "Jiuyang, destroy the world boxing."Here comes

People hold their breath again.

Mingruoqin looked dignified: "it is said that this is a heaven level martial art, almost comparable to the holy skill."

The elder martial sister also said: "he has not yet accomplished a move in the blood of the body of Nine Yang. His practice time is too short. If you give him enough time, he may catch up."

This is the inheritance of martial arts skills in the blood of the body of Nine Yang. In the past years, almost everyone who has seen this move has fallen.

To tell the truth, being forced to use this move is an insult to the body of Jiuyang, especially in such a scene.

But I can't help it. Li Yi is also very powerful.

Fists, fists all over the sky, dense, flaming flames almost covered there.

Li Yi's sight is blocked, even the perception of heaven and earth is cut off at this moment. Even, he can't judge the direction. What he sees is fists.

Do you want to use your powers?

I haven't understood the eighth move of Jiutian sword.

There are too many people. If you use magic power, you will be exposed.

That Wushan mountain Incomplete powers.

With the improvement of his realm and the improvement of his practice, his understanding of the techniques has become more and more powerful.

A long time ago, he had sensed the extraordinary of the Wushan mountain. In recent years, he even had the idea that he was using his magic power.

Moreover, from Wu mountain, he felt the breath wave similar to the magic power.

One of the five seals.

This is Li Yi's judgment. Of course, it has not been confirmed.

There's no time to think.

Bang, immortal gold body blooms again, confused with black light, looks very strange, holy with cold, two different momentum.

The black sword floated up, and the black light fell down, guarding him here.

He went up slowly and met the terrible fist. At that moment, he held his fingerprints, one after another, and the old and mysterious marks flashed out.

Soon, a big black mountain appeared in the sky. Different from the past, the black mountain was much clearer. It was hundreds of feet tall.

What's more, Wushan is not a mountain. It has a big hand.

"What is that?" People wonder.

The fist of the body of Nine Yang covers the whole battlefield. They can hardly see the picture inside, nor can they perceive it, but they can see a Wushan mountain falling from the sky.