Chapter 1294

"What's the situation now"

in the red fog, xiongshan River keeps looking around.

It's been a long time since Huangyan used magic. It's not too long or too short. Hundreds of people lost their way in the fog. They can't get out of the fog, and they don't really enter Huangyan's magic.

Since the red fog dispersed, the figures of Ye Kai and Huang Yan disappeared in the fog. He Yuxiong Shanhe and others could not imagine what happened in the magic.

He Yu and he Tianxin are sitting cross legged on the ground, trying to absorb the aura from the surrounding space. Although there is a stone to block the aura in the burial mountain, if they absorb more aura at this time, maybe they will have more hope of survival.

"Alas." Xiong Shanhe sighed. In this environment, he had nothing to do but absorb aura to recover his physical strength.

Just as he sat down cross legged, ready to meditate, a startling sound came out of the red fog.

"Cang

Then they opened their eyes and looked into the fog.

I saw a huge white knife light breaking through the fog, and even the nearby space was cut into pieces. The familiar horror, needless to say, was the blood sacrifice silver dragon knife.

Then, the huge impact force makes the cut fog rising around, and finally condenses into a red tornado to explode.

"Boom"

"shit, what's going on?" Xiongshan river is attentive, looking towards the center of tornado storm, and other people are also gathering their mental energy.

The fog completely dispersed, and in a huge pit with a radius of 100 meters, the two figures gradually became clear.

The black figure kneels on one knee. The blade of the blood sacrificing silver dragon sword in his hand is upside down on the black stone floor beside him. Half of the blade has gone in, which is enough to see how much impact he has just suffered.

On the other side, the white figure stood in front of the black figure, his hands behind him, looking calm.

Huang Yan's face is covered with sweat and blood. He looks up and stares at Ye Kai. In his eyes, his feelings of reluctance and despair are mixed together, showing a complex look.

"How can it be"

"even my illusions can break the body of martial arts. It's too wasteful. How can there be such a body of martial arts?"

Just now, Huangyan's sword chop not only brings the power of blood sacrificing silver dragon sword into full play, but also integrates the magic power of the magic realm. Even the monks who are also at the peak of the robbery period can never retreat in that blow.

Originally, it should be.

The glass ghost body is the combination of the glass body and the ghost body after ye Kai's breakthrough of the extreme state of martial arts. At the same time, it has the powerful defense ability that the glass body can resist any spell during the robbery period, and the ghost body can turn the body into the ghost ability that the Yin Qi dissipates.

With these two different forms of strong defense, it can be said that in this world, it is difficult to have a spell that can damage Ye Kai.

At this moment, Huang Yan's heart is full of despair.

From just now on, he has used ten layers of he family's mental skill, blood sacrifice silver dragon sword and magic extreme realm. It's not too much to use the bottom card to describe it.

However, no matter what moves and weapons he used, the foreigners in front of him seemed to be able to dissolve easily. Huang Yan only felt that all his attacks seemed to have hit a high wall whose thickness could not be seen. No matter how he broke the wall, he could not see the scene at the other end of the wall.

What is the origin of this alien?

Ye Kai went to Huang Yan, who was kneeling on one knee, and slowly opened his mouth to read.

"Tell me how much you respect your master."

"I don't understand what you're saying!" Two green tendons burst up on the temple of Huangyan. The blood sacrificing Silver Dragon Sword broke through the ground and drew a sword horizontally.

"Dang!"

The crisp metal collision sounds, and the red crystal sword collides with the blood sacrificing silver dragon sword. At a distance of tens of meters, ye Kai's two green eyes look directly at the Huangyan in front of him and asks again.

"Think about it! What on earth did you do to stay in this mountain for 200 years? "

"Are you the genius of he family or the running dog of Dihuang?"

A series of mental impact continuously poured into Huang Yan's brain, Huang Yan only felt that the brain was constantly coming from the brain to tear up the severe pain.

Along with the pain, two hundred years ago, when I was in the mountain of burying gods and looking for the blood of immortals and demons, everything that happened in the three days was like a lantern playing in the brain of Huangyan.

Attached to the body

immortal blood

submit to me

Huang Yan's intuition tells him who it is, or what it exists, and what it has taken away

his memory!

"Ah, ah

The unbearable pain surged into his brain like a tide. With a roar from Huang Yan, the blood sacrificing silver dragon sword in his hand swung out a circle of silver light, forcing Ye Kai back half a step. At the same time, he jumped back.Huang Yan clenched his teeth and let out a word.

"Yunsheng, martial uncle he Yunsheng, I"

"what is all this"

seeing the hysterical and painful appearance of Huangyan, ye Kai didn't show mercy, but continued to shoot a series of spiritual shocks, constantly forcing and asking.

"In retrospect, is it really your own will to kill your respected teacher and hide in the burial mountain for 200 years?"

"Shut up

Huang Yan's eyes are full of fierce red light, and the whole person is in a violent posture, waving the blood sacrificing silver dragon sword with his right hand around.

"Boom boom!"

When ye Kai's right hand stretched out and flicked his finger, a hexagonal star shaped cage, which was dozens of times stronger than the Golden Buddha seal, appeared on the whole body of Huangyan. The light of the sword cut on those cages and dispersed into pieces of knife air.

In the distance, when Xiong Shanhe and others saw Huang Yan's insane appearance, they were all stunned and didn't know why.

"Well, what's the situation?"

"Just now is not still good, how was master ye asked two words, became a madman?"

Only he Yu, two eyes a bright.

"Don't you"

"old man he, what do you understand?" Seeing he Yu's appearance, Xiong Shanhe can't help asking. Since GUI Yushan appeared, he Yu's reaction is always one step faster than him, which makes Xiong Shanhe feel uncomfortable, but helpless.

"For two hundred years, I have been thinking about why he Yan's temperament changed so much during the three days when he Yan went to bury him in the holy mountain. He even killed brother Yunsheng."

"But, hearing the master's words, I realized that I seemed to have missed a blind spot."

"Can you be more direct? I'm sorry to hear that you're always so pedantic."

"In three days, a person's character can be completely different from that of 15 years, and there are only two possibilities"

"or the person has been hiding his nature for 15 years."

"Or, it's the things buried in the holy mountain that control the mind!"

"You mean Huangyan is controlled by others? Is that what it is? "

"Are you kidding?" Xiong Shanhe was stunned for a moment, squeezing out a stiff smile.

"His strength has long been far superior to that of ordinary Protoss monks. His spirit and spiritual strength are already the highest among the Protoss. Who can control him?"

"No, you're wrong"

Xiong Shanhe's words are quite reasonable. It's better to say that this is a normal person's idea, but he Yu shakes his head solemnly.

"In the present era, there are really no people who can control Heyan."

"But what if it was tens of thousands of years ago?"

Hearing he Yu's words, all the people present were standing in place like sculptures.

He Yu has already indicated that if he can't figure it out, then they are not worthy to be monks of the Protoss.

"He Dangjia, you, you mean" Lang Feiren swallowed his saliva. What happened in the burial mountain was beyond his imagination.

He Yu nods and tells his guess completely.

"It's true that tens of thousands of years ago, the black Protoss God cultivator, who was as famous as the God of heaven, but failed to rise in the end and was killed by the thunderbolt"

"Dihuang Ben Zun!"

At the same time he Yu said that, a hundred meters away from the battlefield, the little boy, who had been by Huang Yan's side, opened his eyes slowly. His eyes were full of killing.