Chapter 1818: Third meridian (1/2)
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The spirits of the Blue Devils Starfield are constantly colliding with the fighting power of the two world spirits, and the horror of the spiritual power is rolling, making the starry sky set off a storm.
The aftermath escaping from each collision can even kill the powerhouse of the law enforcement level.
”Golden Dragon Tip!”
”Zhangxing Palm!”
”Broken fist!”
”Spirit Sorcery”
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Various first-class spiritual methods have continuously emerged from Xiao Ye's hands, and their combat power is still constantly improving.
He propped up two great sutras in his body, the horrible primordial spirit was hundreds of thousands of miles, and the shining cold starry sky was translucent. .
However, he still could not save the decline.
Zhou Ke, the messenger of the Great Realm, known as the Sword Master, has reached the height of reaching the peak in the swordsmanship. The power is barely comparable to the ultimate spirit.
He doesn't need to practice any spiritual method, he only needs three feet of green peaks in his hand to sway his enemies and be ranked in the spirit list.
And Xiao Ye was amazing, but even if he kept improving his combat power, he was still pressed by Zhou Ke with his sword.
It was not that Xiao Ye was too weak, but Zhou Ke was too strong.
From this battle to the present, it seems that Xiao Ye has come to the end, and it seems that the result is doomed.
However, unlike everyone watching the battle, Zhou Ke was surprised.
Xiao Yeming was in the disadvantage, but he was too calm, his eyes were fierce, he was constantly reorganizing the spirit body and continued to face the battle.
”Xiao Ye, you can fight me until now, it is really amazing, I can beat you because of the superb swordsmanship.”
”As long as your realm breaks into the middle of the Celestial Realm, or you control the ultimate spirit, I will have lost.”
”If your skills are only here, your life will stop.”
Once again, Xiao Ke flew to Xiao Ye, Zhou Ke holding a long sword to pursue.
Xiao Ye staring at Zhou Ke, who was chasing after him, a terrifying primordial spirit rose up to the sky, as if it could destroy a star field, condensing a large number of ten thousand war maps, and the horrible war intentions were flowing towards Zhou Ke. And go.
”The desolate ancient astrology of the Wanwen realm can't compare with the first-class spirit, and it can't stop me at all. You are a stubborn resistance.”
Zhou Ke smiled disdainfully, opened the way with the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, and split a large number of Wan Wen battle maps with one sword, and approached Xiao Ye.
”That may not be necessary!”
Suddenly, there was a sneer on Xiao Ye's face, which made Zhou Ke feel a bit of a bad hunch.
”Abandoned ancient spirit tattoo, one hundred thousand pattern realm!”
Xiao Ye knotted her hands, her hair fluttered, and suddenly shouted.
Under the guidance of the time sage, how can he stop for two years of hard cultivation and cultivation of the Aboriginal Spirit Pattern?
Hearing Xiao Ye's words, Zhou Ke's pupils shrank suddenly.
He found out that those ten thousand patterns that were broken by his own sword only shattered into countless spirit patterns, but they did not disappear, and they all quietly gathered around him.
Buzz!
Along with Xiao Ye's seal, these spirit patterns suddenly burst into blazing light, interweaving in an instant, forming a mysterious totem beside Zhou Ke.
This totem is formed by the congregation of one hundred thousand spirit patterns, and it has a power far beyond the ten thousand pattern warfare. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding starry sky was sunk, and the whole spirit was boiling, like it was about to collapse general.