Spread beans into soldiers.

As soon as four words appeared, hundreds of figures suddenly appeared behind Ling Zhi.

Although these figures are a little alternating between reality and reality, they are not real, but they are also two condensed by the three clear bodies of Qi transformation, which are completely different.

They do not have too obvious mentality, nor do they have much judgment and sustainability.

But they can all send a blow that is equivalent to their own realm.

At this time, the figures condensed by Ling Zhi were weak, and the strong even reached the middle stage of the kingdom.

Once hundreds of figures appeared, under the control of Ling Zhi, they rushed towards Wu Xingyun.

"Well……"

Wu Xingyun was as if he had swallowed a big fly, which was both disgusting and uncomfortable.

He was shocked.

It was completely shocked.

Two, that's so strong.

Hundreds of waves appeared at once, how can I fight?

Even if these figures are slightly weak, even if he kills them all, he will have exhausted all his strength long ago?

At that time, how could he fight with Lingzhi?

"No!" Yang suddenly whispered loudly, "These powers that can only emit one blow are not as strong as they seem."

"Um?"

boom!

Ling Zhi's murderous intent flashed through his eyes, and Wu Xingyun could not react at all and took action.

Hundreds of figures shouted and fired a blow.

These plural powers all come from Lingzhi, so they are of the same origin, so they merge together without any obstacles and hit Wu Xingyun.

Slap with the black palms.

Two forces fought in Wu Xingyun's palm, and they were consuming each other.

Wu Xingyun's Demonic Killing Cangqiong is the pure essence of power, while Lingzhi's sprinkling beans into soldiers is the continuous and lasting power.

At the beginning, Wu Xingyun could still compete with this force, but after a few breaths, the power he endured in front of him had not weakened at all, he finally panicked.

When the panic ejaculation suddenly became a little cowardly.

At this moment, Ling Zhi, who had not made any moves, took action.

His grasp of the timing was already extremely accurate in the pool of reincarnation. Otherwise, he would have died long ago if he had to endure so many talented warriors of the same realm at the same time.

Ling Zhi's figure was like a real dragon, poking out his dragon's claws and catching Wu Xingyun. This capture not only blocked Wu Xingyun, but also blocked the space around him.

This claw grabbed Wu Xingyun and penetrated through the intersection of the two forces. With Ling Zhi's loud shout, he accurately grabbed Wu Xingyun's wrist.

Click!

Ling Zhi took action without any mercy, and the power in his hands burst out violently. The magic pattern flashed rapidly, but it was useless.

How could Wu Xingyun be a match for Lingzhi when fighting alone?

When Ling Zhi broke through his hands, the remaining power of the Sadou Cheng Art of War was also transmitted from behind Ling Zhi.

As if a iron bull was hit hard on his body, Wu Xingyun's face changed drastically, and he endured the blow and almost fell into a coma.

A crack sound came out, and Wu Xingyun's wrist was crushed by Ling Zhi. His hands were softened, and the magic patterns on it quickly spread, covering the entire palm.

These magic patterns wrapped around Wu Xingyun's palms and wrists, and the power of qi and blood was transmitted, and the power of qi and blood was integrated into it.

Ling Zhi grabbed Wu Xingyun's palm and could clearly feel that Wu Xingyun's wrist injury was being healed.

At this speed, it will be enough to restore combat power in just a moment.

"The aura of these magic patterns is so weird and bloody, and it actually has a healing effect?" Ling Zhi was surprised, stood there and felt it carefully.

At this moment, there were much less demonic patterns on Wu Xingyun's body, and they all gathered in his palm. From these demonic patterns, Ling Zhi seemed to have seen an alternative method of dead trees in spring.

The power of qi and blood stored in the magic pattern in the past poured into the palm of his hand to independently heal Wu Xingyun's injuries.

Ling Zhi could even feel that if he let go of Wu Xingyun's hands, after a while, these magic patterns would be restored to him with a complete Wu Xingyun.

Demon spirits, fire spirits, starry sky bodies, and these powerful physiques are indeed well-deserved and have their own unique abilities. They have unique advantages in the cultivation path.

With a moving heart, Ling Zhi took action again while repairing the magic pattern, causing Wu Xingyun to scream and pinched the wrist bones that had just been repaired into pieces.

The magic pattern flashed even more intensely, and the more ferocious blood power was transmitted from the magic pattern, accelerating the speed of healing Wu Xingyun's injury to the body.

And those magic patterns become faint and there are signs of disappearing.

But Ling Zhi knew that these magic patterns had just consumed their strength. After Wu Xingyun practiced for a period of time, these magic patterns would still appear.

If you exhaust your strength, can you be the real bone of the Sea God, which also disappeared along with the magic pattern on it?

A thought rushed into Ling Zhi's mind, and he suddenly grabbed a little inspiration and found the direction to find the true bones of the sea god.

Without hesitation, his fingers moved, shattering Wu Xingyun's wrist again.

This time, the power spread, shattering all his arm bones and other parts.

Poor Wu Xingyun was attacked by the beans and became soldiers, and now he was caught by Ling Zhi. The few rebellions he barely gathered together did not even get a bubble.

With his body, he did not rely on the power of the magic pattern and wanted to compete with Ling Zhi, but he was still more than one step behind.

"The real dragon swings its tail."

Suddenly, Ling Zhi's voice rang out indifferently. He was still standing there, but his right foot suddenly swept backwards, grabbed Wu Xingyun's wrist with his fingers and soared up.

A whip leg swept across the void, shaking the void into pieces, and also hit Yi Rao.

"Drink." Yang reached out and grabbed Ling Zhi's leg, blocking him, barely blocking the attack.

The leg was only half a finger away from his chest.

Jinli had already cut his chest and his clothes, revealing a blood mark.

"Such a strong body?" Yang's heart was shocked, and his vigilance suddenly arose.

What they are strong with are the experiences of the level of the Emperor Realm after a long period of polishing and purging.

These insights are not many, but they have some unique aura when they take action, which is the most useful and powerful to deal with ordinary king realms.

But this does not mean that their physical body can be compared with Lingzhi, who has a physical body comparable to the real dragon body.

"Get out." As early as when the other party had just spoken to remind Wu Xingyun, Ling Zhi had a murderous intent, and he was wary of this in his heart, but he never left it.
Chapter completed!