I don't believe it..." Yi Can roared wildly, and he rushed towards Ding Huan.
He believed in this thing more than anyone, but when he knew that his cultivation method was actually understood under someone else's great way, this made him go crazy.
Perhaps one could say that he has completely broken his mental defense.
"Hold on!" Official Yan'er wanted to call out to Yi Canzhen urgently.
However, Yi Canzhen had already used his magic treasure to strike Ding Huan.
"Let's go together!" Up Gon Yan'er knew that Yi Canzhen would not cooperate, and they could not take advantage of the San Cai array. They could only cast a glance at Old Meng and release their own Yan Tian sword.
Boom!
With a heavy sound, Old Meng and Up Gon Yan'er were just about to charge forward when Yi Canzhen had already flown over.
They could see clearly, Ding Huan had kicked Yi Canzhen's chest with one foot, Yi Canzhen spat out a blood arrow and had no resistance at all.
At this time, both Up Gon Yan'er and Old Meng believed that Yi Canzhen's cultivation method for the bridge between the mortal and divine world was indeed learned under Ding Huan's great way.
Ding Huan was very clear about Yi Canzhen's law, and as soon as Yi Canzhen charged forward, he was bound by Ding Huan's great way field.
Yi Canzhen's own domain could not shake the slightest bit of Ding Huan's domain, so he naturally couldn't block Ding Huan's kick.
Yi Canzhen's mouth was spitting out blood, and his eyes were filled with death.
He would rather not have this kind of bridge between the mortal and divine world.
Old Meng's fish head staff swirling, as if the space around him had become tangible. A series of powerful laws of the path seemed to transform into a group of man-eating giant shark teeth, charging towards Ding Huan.
Up Gon Yan'er knew about Ding Huan's strength, so at this time, he had no time to care about Yi Canzhen. The long sword struck out in a series of sword curtains.
The sword curtain combined with Old Meng's fish pattern and killed rhythm to overlap and roll towards Ding Huan.
They all knew that dealing with Ding Huan could not be done in haste.
The space once again resounded with a snap, and Ding Huan felt that the cracks in his star river field were starting to appear.
Ding Huan roared, his spiritual energy rolling up a golden flower killing wave towards Old Meng.
"Boom!" A massive toothed law rune pattern collapsed without warning.
However, Ding Huan's golden flower killing wave formed by his spiritual energy was shattered at this moment.
As expected, there is some skill involved, and Ding Huan is paying more attention to the fish head staff. The giant tooth attack law formed by its phantom transformation is generated by the fish head itself. This magic treasure is quite powerful.
However, Ding Huan was not concerned at all. He spread his hand, and a huge iron drum appeared in mid-air.
Almost simultaneously with the appearance of this iron drum, Ding Huan's round trip gun erupted again in ten million spear beams.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The spear beams and sword curtains, fish pattern killing rhythm burst together, the sky cover all killing operations of the laws went out, flattened all buildings around the square. See that his own field of law and Old Meng's joint efforts had blocked Ding Huan's gun, Up Gon Yan'er regained his confidence lost before. The long sword was transformed into a river of sword Qi, rolling sword wave towards Ding Huan.
The domain of the bridge between the divine and the mortal has actually been activated to its peak.
Ding Huan's spiritual energy took the form of two drumsticks and struck the iron drum.
Boom! The drum sound suddenly struck the depths of Old Meng and Up Gon Yan'er's minds.
Old Meng's fish head staff trembled slightly, and the accumulated infinite fish pattern killing law energy paused for a moment.
Similarly, the sword energy river of Up Gon Yan'er also weakened instantly.
However, this drum sound gave Ding Huan an intuitive feeling that as long as he refines another restriction of this iron drum, he can clearly control this iron drum.
If he continues as before and gives up refining the restrictions, this iron drum might no longer be his property.
Ding Huan was worried and knew that he had forgotten to refine the restrictions of the iron drum.
In fact, he had enough time; most of his time was spent on cultivation and refining the iron pot. He really hadn't paid much attention to the iron drum.
Ding Huan didn't take advantage of this great opportunity to strike the round trip gun. In his heart, the iron drum couldn't be lost.
How powerful is it if Up Gon Yan'er and Old Meng combine? At most, it can leave him severely injured. However, the toxins he has laid down are gradually erupting. Even if he is severely injured, he can still kill the two of them.
Delaying time would not be detrimental to him.
He even suspects that the so-called bridge between the mortal and divine world of the two people is not a true bridge between the mortal and divine world.
However, he hasn't seen the real bridge between the mortal and divine world, and as for Wu Zhanyi's bridge between the mortal and divine world, it is even more fake than it could be.
Ding Huan did not continue to cast his spiritual energy as a round trip gun, but instead struck it on the iron drum.
Ding Huan last refined the iron drum when he was still a Star Bridge Realm. This time, he had already reached the Star River Realm, and his spiritual energy easily struck the second restriction of the iron drum.
The law lines were caught by Ding Huan, and the complex patterns immediately began to disintegrate under his great universe technique.
After being hit by the drum sound, the sea of consciousness of Up Gon Yan'er and Old Meng were cracked open by a slit. While their spiritual powers were momentarily stagnant, the two immediately turned to defend instead of attacking.
With their rich experience, they naturally know that this is definitely the most ferocious counterattack spell of the opponent after this situation.
What shocked them was that they did not have to wait for Ding Huan's counterattack.
First shot.
12kanshucombabaiccethxscom
Instead, their half-collapsed wave of sword energy and the fish pattern killing law energy slammed into Ding Huan's domain, tearing it open just like his own.
This result made them both regretful. If they had not retreated to defend themselves and continued attacking, they would have definitely injured Ding Huan severely.
The two shared the same intention, and unconsciously, they stacked the bridge between the mortal and divine world field once again.
Up Gon Yan'er's sword river was even more turbulent than before, and Old Meng's fish pattern killing force law energy was also significantly stronger than before.
The two were experienced, and in the situation where Ding Huan was in an advantageous position, they should have counterattacked him. Ding Huan definitely had some issues with himself.
As Ding Huan's great universe technique rushed around in mad assaults, the second restriction of the iron drum was shattered.
The third restriction appeared under the great universe technique of Ding Huan, and he was not prepared to continue refining it. Just as he thought of retreating first, the joint attack of Up Gon Yan'er and Old Meng completely locked him in place.
Ding Huan believes that he can break through their fields and only get injured.
At this moment, Ding Huan's heart sank, and a death threat surged from his back.
Someone was hiding stealthily in this space, just for the surprise attack now. And from the Edge City to now, he had never discovered it.
Ding Huan felt cold in his back and scalp, and he wildly rushed towards the killing operation vortex formed by the joint attack of Up Gon Yan'er and Old Meng.
Watching the surging sword river that swirled Ding Huan into it, and the stream of fish pattern killing law energy that blasted directly into Ding Huan's body, both Up Gon Yan'er and Old Meng were stunned.
Is Ding Huan courting death?
Shouldn't he have summoned his round trip gun and fought against them, then try to refine the iron drum again? Why did he think so recklessly about charging into their killing vortex?
Regardless of the outcome, they are naturally delighted that this kind of accident has occurred. The two have driven their true essence even crazier.
Puff puff puff!-
Streams of blood mist splattered on Ding Huan's body, almost as if Up Gon Yan'er's sword river was going to skin him alive.
Blood mist splashed from Ding Huan's body in streams, as Up Gon Yan'er's sword river almost stripped him alive. Old Meng's fish pattern law energy and killing aura cut deep, gashing open one wound after another on Ding Huan's body, even cutting through his bones. If it were not for Ding Huan's extraordinary healing abilities and the timely ingestion of a few drops of the billion-year-old sea essence, he would have been disintegrated long ago. However, these were not what scared Ding Huan the most. The most terrifying was the stealth attack from behind. The attack focused on a single point, like a needle for embroidery trying to pierce into Ding Huan's back. The deathly aura was almost irresistible. Ding Huan moved forward in time and his domain swirled, barely delaying that cold, sinister attack.
However, this can only hold for a moment. After the two seniors severely injured Ding Huan with their spiritual powers, that sinister attack with the deathly aura still arrived at Ding Huan's body.
Boom! Ding Huan utilized his great universe technique to envelop all the attack law runes into the third restriction of the iron drum.
Almost at the same moment that the cold, sinister attack pierced Ding Huan's body, Ding Huan refined the third restriction of the iron drum.
The two characters "Twilight Drum" were abruptly inscribed in Ding Huan's mind.
Ding Huan didn't have time to ponder what the "Twilight Drum" was; his spiritual consciousness drumsticks struck the Twilight Drum repeatedly.
Without leaving any room for retreat, he used all his spiritual consciousness.
This strike was not a matter of life or death, it was a life-or-death struggle.
Spiritual thought, spiritual power drumming and killing!
Bang!
A drum sound erupted, like tearing apart the Starland.
At this moment, the entire Border Starland seemed to sink into dusk, leaving only the last moments of Jiang Nian's life.
The drum sound crashed into the depths of their consciousness.
Up Gon Yan'er spat out a stream of fresh blood, injecting the law aura on the sword path as if a dam burst and the waters flooded.
A black streak of blood oozed from his mouth, and he stared blankly at the wall of the Edge City in the distance. Suddenly, he felt a strong urge to charge towards it.
However, he couldn't move his feet. He knew that he had been shattered by the drum sound in his consciousness and that his spiritual energy was deeply poisoned.
The faint light outside the city wall was barely visible, and Up Gon Yan'er struggled to control his body.
Alas, with high walls and long views, the lanterns are already in the twilight!
Puff! He spat out another jet of black blood. Before he fell, he still closed his eyes unwillingly, he still had a move.
Bang!
The second drum sound was like a thunderclap in the stillness of the night.
Old Meng also stopped in his footsteps towards Ding Huan. He felt as if all his internal organs were collapsing.
Under the drum sound, his sea of consciousness cracked, allowing the terrifying toxins to seep into his essence.
He looked down at the fish-head staff that had accompanied him for countless years, and he let out a sigh.
The fading sunlight cast a faint glow, accompanied by a sense of melancholy and sorrow.
The sunset mountains, the difficult path!
Bang!
Three drum sounds like angry waves.
A figure appeared suddenly behind Ding Huan.
He was sitting in mid-air, his hand still reaching forward, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The poison in his body was fully activated by the three drum sounds, and his spiritual energy was slowly waning, his vitality slowly dissipating.
He couldn't believe his eyes as he looked at the empty Edge City, the place he had once created, now littered with corpses.
Including himself, he was about to be one of those corpses.
Just a few drum sounds, and he had been submerged in his essence, his vitality disintegrating.
Why?
The drum sounds like a thousand paths, the void grows blades, only to cut spiritual energy.
Black blood oozed from his seven pores, and he struggled to turn his gaze towards Ding Huan, who was almost being skinned alive: "Who are you?
But after asking that question, he looked up at the sky again. The fading sun, about to be extinguished, shone through the binding and killing formation onto the lifeless Edge City. "The path is arduous."
After saying that sentence, his head fell down, and there was no more breath.
Please give me moon tickets!
