I have a room in Huangquan

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Seeing this, Jia Baosan was stunned for a while, and Xuan'an's face blushed. It was precisely because Zhen Beifeng looked at Li Chuanhai that Jia Baosan dared to concentrate on dealing with Ding Xiaoyi.

Never thought that Zhen Beifeng would actually sell himself backhanded today.

Seeing Jia Bao blowing his beard and staring in anger, Ding Xiaoyi kept his smile on his face: "Follow me in martial arts? I'll take care of how you, an old thief, behave!"

After all, Ding Xiaoyi raised the big seal in his hand, and raised his hand to call out the Huntian Ling, only to see the base of the silk trembling, and the rainbow radiated in all directions, transforming into the gods of the gods, this is already the ultimate skill.

The point is that the numbers are really scary.

Even if the evolved fetish has only two or three tenths of power, the dense number of truths completely makes up for the lack of power.

Countless divine treasures illuminated King Xu, and smashed at Jia Baosan in a dark manner.

Jia Baosan's expression changed drastically as he watched the mighty divine splendor fall, but he was the one who was infinitely close to the gods. He spread his hands, and in his hand was a long red stick.

The stick swept westward, bursting out with a strange divine light, which traversed for hundreds of miles, crushing the divine treasure in front of him head-on, and pointed directly at Ding Xiaoyi.

"The Ninth Five-Year Jihad Law!"

Jia Baosan waved the magical weapon in his hand, the golden light filled the sky and the earth, and rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi's direction like a god.

Along the way, surrounded by crimson stick bases, it seemed as if the river of time had been cut off at once, and the shackles of the king had been broken.

Countless sacred treasures were suddenly smashed to pieces under the stick base.

It seems that in this world, only the long stick in his hand is the only truth.

"It's useless to have a lot of crooked skills, I'll kill you myself!"

Jia Baosan's eyes were already red-hot.

I thought I could kill this guy easily and add a ghost commander to the Banner of the Hundred Ghosts at Night, but I didn't want to steal a lot of money, and even destroy the Banner of Night Walking at the Hundred Ghosts bestowed by the Holy Lord.

If he couldn't kill this son today, what face would he have to go back to the Holy Land to meet the Holy Master.

Thinking about this, Jia Baosan seemed to have gone crazy, going against the sky.

"This old man!"

Seeing Jia Baosan rushing across the countless divine treasures and killing towards him, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes flickered coldly.

Darkness: "It won't be the peak dragon level that is close to the god level!"

Unlike the one who was maimed by himself, Jia Baosan had absolute control over the gods, even far surpassing him. The iron rod in his hand carried an indestructible gods.

Even though I simulated countless mysterious treasures, I couldn't really hurt him.

At most, it just caused him some trouble.

But as long as he didn't cross the threshold, he was a so-called demigod, and in his eyes, it didn't matter if he was a dragon.

Pulling up the sky, Ding Xiaoyi slowly took out two things from Rouqiu's mouth.

These two things are the ghost officer's death lamp and the yellow scarf token that have just gone out to sea.

Ding Xiaoyi casually crushed the token in his hand, and as a brilliant golden light rose, a three-meter-tall golden giant Heng Wang with naked upper body was born.

A burst of thunderous footsteps sounded, and every sound of footsteps carried a heart-pounding feeling.

The huge body and super broad shoulders give people a sense of suffocation like Mount Tai's top.

"Who are you!!"

Jia Baosan was startled when he saw Ke Enemy suddenly appearing in front of him, and questioned him sharply.

"The person who beat you! Beat him to death!"

Ding Xiaoyi spoke for the Yellow Turban Hercules, and pointed at Jia Baosan with his hand. Immediately, the magnificent giant rushed straight up like a meteorite falling from the King Po.

The huge fist waved, and the radiant divine light on it made Jia Baosan's scalp tingle for a while, and he shouted in his heart: "You bastard, bring a helper, you don't talk about martial arts at all!"

Chapter 591: Fierce Battle

The powerful fist of the Yellow Turban Hercules hit Jia Baosan's long stick.

"Boom!" There was a sound.

Huge force struck along the long stick. Jia Baosan felt his arms go numb at first, and then the tiger's mouth burst open, and he almost couldn't hold the red gold stick in his hand.

With a crushing advantage, the huge force caused his figure to fall from mid-air and hit the ground hard.

"Boom"

The whole ground rumbled, and the surrounding factories were also shattered and collapsed. The whole ground sank suddenly, and a huge sandstorm swept around.

Fortunately, this place is still in Ding Xiaoyi's psychic energy space.

Otherwise, just this one, I don't know how many people will be alarmed.

"boom!"

The ground shattered, and Jia Baosan crawled out of the soil with a face full of embarrassment, looking at the giant man who had already rushed towards him, his face suddenly revealed a ferocious and angry look.

He didn't expect that the power of this big man was so terrifying, and his whole body was burning with terrifying divine power.

But as soon as they fought, Jia Baosan was keenly aware that this big man was not a real body, but a humanoid weapon condensed with abundant divine power.

I don't know which god has such a heaven-defying means, can shape the divine power to create such a terrifying giant.

Reminiscent of the rumored wife of Ding Xiaoyi, the queen of the sea, Jia Baosan already had the answer in his heart, and secretly hated that queen for being blind. There are so many young heroes who didn't choose, why did they just fall in love with Ding Xiaoyi, a bastard.

With this in mind, Jia Baosan already had a countermeasure in mind.

His silver hair fluttered wildly, a crack was torn between his eyebrows, and there was a diamond-shaped lens shining with silver light inside. When he waved his hand, the lens suddenly shot a dragon-shaped white light through the air.

"puff!"

There was a muffled sound in the sky, and a huge hole was pierced through the chest of the Giant Spirit God, and the body condensed with divine power suddenly shattered, turning into little golden rain and falling.

Such a blow is devastating, enough to turn a city or even an area into a desert.

Seeing such a fierce battle, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but sweat coldly for the Giant Spirit God in mid-air, feeling extremely regretful in his heart.

According to what Pang Pang said, the Yellow Turban Hercules should have the power of a god, but the summoned brand has been soaked in the belly of the fish for too long, and the divine power has been lost too much, and the power of the summoning is also greatly reduced. .

Otherwise, that punch just now should have beaten Jia Baosan to pieces.

With a successful blow, Jia Baosan's figure actually escaped directly into the ground, and began to move quickly, without giving this stupid guy a chance to get close.

At the same time, dragon-shaped white lights shot out from his forehead one after another. The power of the dragon-shaped white lights was stronger than expected.

The huge body of Hercules couldn't dodge at all, the golden light on his body was shaken suddenly, and the cracks exploded on his body, often before he recovered, he was crushed again by the dragon-shaped white light.

Obviously, Jia Baosan saw Hercules' slow movements and adopted the kite-flying tactic.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi was about to help, but saw that Hercules seemed annoyed by Jia Baosan's repeated harassment, crossed his arms brazenly on his chest, and summoned a diamond-shaped light shield to block in front of him.

Take a deep breath at the same time? Drain all the surrounding air.

"Roar"

The incomplete Hercules let out a loud roar? The majestic divine power surged, and the mountains, rivers and the earth trembled? Ding Xiaoyi, who was still eating melons and watching dramas, changed his face drastically? Immediately summoned the Five Elements Clock to suppress his spiritual energy space with the power of the Five Elements.

Make sure that your own space will not be torn apart by this magnificent divine power.

For a while, the river boiled?

Under the terrible power, the few people in Ding Xiaoyi's space who were originally leeks fell into a bloody misfortune. Before they could even escape, they were affected by the divine power and exploded into a blood mist.

The mighty divine power swept all directions? The mountains, rivers, vegetation in this space were suddenly wiped out, and even the mountains and rivers on the earth were turned into countless dust.

Even the Five Elements Mountain was shattered and cracked. If it weren't for the suppression of the Five Elements Clock, this space of mine would have been shattered at this moment.

"It's over, it's over!!"

Zhen Beifeng, who pulled Li Chuanhai to hide in the distance, looked at the sweeping divine light, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Grabbing the big eyeball in the palm of his hand, he said, "It's over, it's over!"

The big eyeballs ignored him, and when Zhen Beifeng saw that the storm was approaching, a tortoise suddenly broke through the sky and stood in front of them.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the eyes were suddenly gray.

There are fine grains of sand floating in the air, and the Jingxiu Mountains and Rivers have completely disappeared, leaving only a desert ocean.

"cough cough"

Ding Xiaoyi waved his hands in disgrace, and swept away the dust in front of his eyes, only to see the yellow-turban Hercules standing in the desert like a pillar of the sky, his body turned into a stone statue.

"I'm beating people, I didn't tell you to blow yourself up!"

Seeing his psychic space being ruined like this, Ding Xiaoyi stomped his feet and cursed in distress, really shooting himself in the foot.

Fortunately, I have long since stopped using the power of the five elements as my foundation, otherwise this move would be enough to seriously injure my vitality.

"puff"

At this time, a black shadow slowly crawled out from the sea of ​​sand, it was Jia Baosan.

At this moment, Jia Baosan was in extreme embarrassment, there was no good flesh on his body, and his silver hair, which was originally neat and clean, was now missing a piece in the east, and a piece in the west, as bad as a dog gnawed.

When he saw Hercules who had turned into a stone statue, Jia Baosan's deep eyes stared at Ding Xiaoyi like a poisonous snake: "Okay, you are ruthless!"

Hercules' self-explosion caught Jia Baosan by surprise, the divine power penetrating the earth damaged his internal organs, and it was accompanied by huge heat, almost roasting him.

Looking at Ding Xiaoyi and Jia Baosan, he stood up slowly, stretched out his hand to call out the red gold stick in his hand, clenched his fingers tightly, his burned palm split open, and blood dripped down the long stick.

It's just that in those deep eyes, the fighting spirit is extremely hot.

"Old thief, what else do you have?"

Seeing the fighting spirit of this old guy surging, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help frowning slightly. If someone else made mistakes again and again, he was seriously injured. It is a will to die.

"Nothing, only this red gold phoenix eyebrow stick in my hand!"

He waved the red gold long stick in his hand, shaking up a blood-stained stick shadow, pointing at Ding Xiaoyi with murderous aura, and suddenly the sharp murderous aura came to his face.

It was suffocating for a while.

"This old guy"

Ding Xiaoyi restrained the carelessness on his face, even put away the ghost officer's life-threatening lamp in his hand, and his expression became more and more serious.

Kill yourself with the heart of death, such an opponent deserves to be serious.

It's just that there is still a question in his mind: "Is it worth it?"

Jia Baosan is considered to be extremely talented to be able to reach today's strength, and it is not impossible for him to find an opportunity to become a god in the future.

Now that he knows that he is seriously injured, it is impossible to kill him, but he still wants to fight himself. Although he didn't intend to let him live, is this determination just for the so-called Holy Master?

"Humph!"

The corner of Jia Baosan's mouth curled up, and the figure flashed in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

"It's a pity that we can't see the day when the Holy Lord rules the world."

Thinking of this, Jia Baosan suddenly raised his head, with ferocious murderous aura surging, he waved the long stick in his hand and rushed into the air: "Kill!"

Chapter 592: Fierce Battle

"huhuhuhu"

On the desert, two shirtless figures faced each other, gasping for breath, as if the koi had just played a knife and stick fight.

The heavy panting became more and more heavy, and drops of bright red blood dripped down the long stick to his feet.

"Old thing, you can't hold it anymore!"

Ding Xiaoyi felt an aura in his chest, his hands tightly clenched Huang Quan, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

"It's still early!"

Jia Baosan's panting was worse than Ding Xiaoyi's, and his face turned pale and white. The most important thing was that the wounds on his body had burst open in many places, and the blood was flowing. If it wasn't for the dragon-level peak body, it would be a disaster if he was alone. It's almost like losing too much blood and passing out.

While the two were talking, their figures suddenly became blurred, and they saw the red light of the saber piercing through the air, and the aura of the saber spread like a sea, destroying the vast desert and splitting open a chasm-like abyss.

“Bang bang bang bang!”

At the same time, there are many shadows of sticks, constantly colliding with colorful flames in front of the knife light, flowing light, the shadows of sticks are like a sea, rolling up thousands of great waves, and sweeping towards them with terrifying divine power.

The two fought from the sky to the ground, from the ground to the sky.