"What is Ling Zhi doing?" Shui Wuxun made an angry voice.

This was anger because he felt that the situation in the field was extremely urgent at this time, but Ling Zhi had been doing some useless work.

As he said this, some disciples from Wantong Money House and Yaowangfeng behind him also noisily expressed their doubts.

All of this is just because Ling Zhi missed the opportunity again in this third step, and it still has no effect.

The key is that after taking these three steps, Ling Zhi's cultivation and momentum have not changed at all.

If he had any changes, Shui Wuxun would not have made such a confusion and anger.

He really regarded Ling Zhi as one of Shui Wuhen's disciples. Because of the relationship between Ling Zhi and Shui Wuhen, he was extremely concerned about Ling Zhi.

Facing his angry voice, Shu Feiyao was not only not angry, but instead moved the corners of her mouth and laughed.

She was happy that Ling Zhi could have such a friend and that there would be such a friend behind her.

But he couldn't help but think of Lin Canghen and the bloody battle between Luoye Sect back then. Some sadness appeared in her dazzling eyes.

This is a very complicated emotion, but when she had such a complicated emotion, she still did not have any doubts about Ling Zhi's actions.

At this moment, Li Bai frowned, and he seemed to be vaguely understanding what Ling Zhi was going to do.

The old man with the spirit of the weapon was shining with his eyes, as if he had already understood.

But Shu Feiyao is different. She is real and can't understand what Ling Zhi is doing.

But she firmly believed that what Lingzhi did must have his own reasons.

Her firmness inspired Yin Meng around her. Yin Meng tried to believe Lingzhi like Shu Feiyao. However, she found that she could not do it, so her heart still jumped into her throat, and she was very worried about Lingzhi.

At this point, she finally understood that she was her and Shu Feiyao was Shu Feiyao.

While everyone was thinking about it, Ling Zhi and the nine dragons flying towards each other were only a few feet apart.

It was also at this time that Lingzhi took the fourth step.

Step 4 of the Counter Dragon.

The place where he stepped on still looks empty now.

Shui Wuxun opened his mouth and was almost cursing.

Because of worry, it is very easy to be anxious, and because of worry, it is very easy to be irritable.

However, just the next moment, real shock and shock appeared in his eyes.

His mouth that opened his mouth to curse turned into a sigh, which had not stopped for a long time.

Because just when Ling Zhi appeared in front, one of the dragons flew there.

So from the outside, it seemed like Ling Zhi was taking a random step, but the dragon hit his feet.

Ling Zhi's foot point was above the dragon's head, and the blood-crying sword suddenly had a new change.

The blood-crying sword suddenly turned into a stream of water, slid from his hands, and dripped at his feet.

Puff.

A strange sound rang out, and the blood-crying sword filled the dragon's head.

With a stir, the huge dragon's head suddenly exploded with a bang.

A breath before the explosion, Ling Zhi took a step and left the dragon.

He stepped towards his left front.

Take the fifth step.

Now, when you look at this point in time, the place he is still empty.

But everyone, including Shui Wuxun, felt vaguely, and was secretly looking forward to a new dragon appearing at Ling Zhi's feet.

The scene that surprised them but did not disappoint them appeared.

This time, Ling Zhi did not step on the head of a dragon. Instead, he turned into a sword shape and appeared in front of the blood-crying sword in his hand. Suddenly, a huge dragon head appeared.

The tip of the sword of the Blood-Crying Sword was exactly at the center of the eyebrows of the dragon's head.

Ling Zhi casually drew his sword and stabbed it out, but it was not said that it would be blocked, and it pierced into the middle of his head and eyebrows.

The head was not allowed to explode, Ling Zhi's figure had disappeared from the spot, leaving behind afterimages, rushing in other directions.

For a moment, he was everywhere.

But when he appeared there, even the dragons didn't know that he would appear there, they just flew on their own.

These nine dragons contain amazing power, and each blow burst out is enough to seriously injure Ling Zhi.

But strangely, what is aggrieved is that Ling Zhi always appears in front of them, sideways, and even above their heads by surprise.

Then before they had time to react or take action, they were killed by the strange blood-crying sword in Ling Zhi's hands.

There are many times when, from the outside world, it is better to say that Ling Zhi killed them than Ling Zhi's blood-crying sword and seek death by themselves.

One sword kills a dragon, but only nine dragons are needed to produce nine swords.

So this battle that we had been preparing for for a long time ended very quickly.

Even though he was over, the people watching the battle and the weird guy who took action could not react.

"What is this?" In the Thirty-Three Heavens, someone exclaimed, unable to believe their eyes.

Shui Wuxun smiled bitterly, "Yes, what's this? It's like calculating in advance where the nine dragons would arrive, but rush over and wait for the other party to die. But it's easy to say, how could he know that these nine dragons are like real dragons?"

After Ling Zhi took the last step of the twelve steps of the reverse dragon, he also killed the last dragon.

He stood in front of the monster, and the golden light could not help but dim on the dragon spear in the monster's hand.

"This body is very strong, you are also strong." Ling Zhi looked at the weirdo and said, "But this is not your own strength, nor your body."

"So, I can only win."

Ling Zhi opened his arms and looked at the sky, "This is the last thunder of disaster. If you can resist it, it means that your life should not be so good, so I will turn around and leave."

After he finished speaking, the thunder tribulation in the sky paused for a moment, as if it was accumulating some power, and then rumbled and fell down.

There are still two catastrophe thunders. What is different from the beginning is that the thickness and power of these two catastrophe thunders are the same.

This shows that in the perception of thunder tribulation, Lingzhi's threat reached the same level as the monster.

The thunder thunder hit Ling Zhi's body. Ling Zhi's already broken clothes were even more severely torn. His body surface showed signs of burning, flesh and blood shattered, and blood flowed freely.

However, he was laughing. At the moment of contact, he understood that this thunder of disaster could not do anything to him, it was just some flesh and blood.

So now he is already in the third level of the Holy King.

However, the damage caused to ghosts by this catastrophe thunder will be countless times.
Chapter completed!