The moment it contacted, the scorching spiritual patterns spread from the head.

With the chess piece on Jie Tianyang's hand as the center, the pattern wrapped around its entire head, and then the blazing spirit burst into flames, pouring into the burning demon brain from the heavenly spirit, and then spreading to the whole body, completely connecting his own spiritual consciousness with the demon soul.

Or should we say that at this moment, he is using this living demon soul as material to refine it!

Zhang Ruo's neighing sound came out, the red dragon and snake's body twisted violently, and the head was shaking like a fierce horse. The violent impact hit his soul, and the brain suddenly felt a sudden burst of pain and dizziness. The powerful force made him almost vomit, and even bleeding from his nose.

But he grabbed the hilt of the sword tightly, and kept the spiritual power in the chess piece tightly, just like a rider holding the reins of a fierce horse, pressing the pressure of the soul, and maintaining balance on his head until the shaking became weaker and weaker, and finally his huge body fell down and completely lost its anger.

Tenggen fell to the ground, and Jie Tianyang also rolled down from the demon's head and fell to the ground. He was gasping for breath and sweating like rain on his forehead. The impact of the soul just now made him still feel like he was burning inside, but even so, he still widened his eyes and watched as he could.

In front of him, in the burning spiritual fire, the steaming demonic energy was rising from Tenggen's body and pouring into the chess pieces in his hand.

With this change, the huge red body quickly shrank, just like a balloon being released, and the iron chains wrapped around it also relaxed and landed on the ground.

Jie Tianyang just watched it steadily throughout the whole process, watching the thing's dragon-like body shriveling down, becoming a lifeless dead skin. Then, a red little snake that was only one arm long emerged from the dead-skinned Tianling.

The little snake was like a miniature version of Tenggen, but there was no trace of demonic energy on its body, but instead it had his own spiritual patterns. It spitted out a letter and hissed in front of him. The young man's somewhat dull face was reflected in its golden eyes.

This is his finished product.

With the help of the spiritual weapon, he refines the demon soul of this great demon into his own "beast".

One man and one snake looked at each other for a long time, and both sides seemed to be unresponsive. Until the sound of the ding ground, the chess piece that absorbed all the breath rolled down on his body, landing at his hand, and all the inspiration was at one point, and the word "superhero" flashed.

The fledgling marshal welcomed his first soldier.

"It seems that it was successful."

Baili Yu's voice came from the side, which woke him up from his death. When he turned his head, he saw that the latter was raising his hand to retract the demon-binding lock and smiled at him: "Refining creatures is the highest method in the world of refining weapons. Now, you have achieved it."

Jie Tianyang gasped and stretched out water towards the red little snake in front of him. It also poked its head and spit out a letter to contact him. At the moment of touching, the snake's body turned into a vague red shadow, completely blending into the chess piece next to it.

"This is something that belongs to you. In the future, using this spiritual weapon, you should be able to manipulate the monsters that are included in it."

Baili Yu saw him picking up the chess piece and said calmly: "The first time I tried, the soul is still consumed. Now don't move too much, just meditate in this area."

Jie Tianyang responded lowly, put the chess piece in his arms, sat in place as Baili Yu said, and began to move his sea of ​​consciousness on the spot.

At this time, he actually had a lot to say, but as Baili Yu said, the battle with the big monster just now consumed a lot of his soul and spiritual power. Now he was almost exhausted and could not say anything, so he could only recover first.

However, he was sitting cross-legged and standing quietly, and the two gazes next to him still fell on him, and he was talking secretly.

"With the demon soul as the basis, should we refine beast control..."

Shangguan Yuning, who had seen this scene, whispered in a low voice: "With the foundation-building cultivation level, you can directly refine such a monster for the first time... No wonder you, a fellow Baili, would choose him, your strength is indeed amazing."

"Your Sword Immortal also said before that Tenggen is the nemesis of the monster-like earth spirit demon. I believe that it can also suppress the prison of inner demons when it stays in this blessed land - choosing him to take on this responsibility is also what Your Excellency Wei Ze means, and it should be said that colleges will never miss it."

Baili Yu suddenly smiled when he said this, and joked at Shangguan Yuning: "So, in terms of strength, what about him compared to the student you chose?"

"Universities are not sects, and all the people who enter school are students, and there is no distinction between high and low."

Shangguan Yuning raised his eyebrows, but continued, "But if it is necessary to consider strength, it is very difficult to say. After all, that student surnamed Han..."

"He has learned that move now."

...

At this moment, the fairy game arena.

The residual electricity from the violent lightning strike dissipated, and the broken smoke and dust around it opened into it.

Yun Chen dissipated, and suddenly a ray of light shook into his eyes. Xiao Youyu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his eyes and looked up, and his expression suddenly changed.

Around him, the expressions on the faces of the audience around him were exactly the same as him - no, they should be said to be much more shocked than him. At this time, they just looked, their faces opened their mouths unanimously, and their eyes were filled with the same glow.

That is the glow of the sword.

At this moment, among the scattered smoke and dust, dozens of sword lights were hanging over the field, and the glimmer of spiritual power was rolling on the blade.

Against the backdrop of the clouds around them, they are like stars under the night sky. The truth is unpredictable, and the reality is difficult to distinguish between reality. Sometimes it makes people feel sharp and sometimes it seems that they do not exist at all.

The figure in white clothes fell from the sky, gently stepped on the sword blade above, and lowered his eyes to the field beneath his feet.

Under the solidified dome, the clouds in his chest surround the yin and yang emblems swaying in the wind. His face was silent, and only the dark pupils seemed to swallow all the light, and could not splash a ripple.

——The sound in the air, the color in the appearance, the moon in the water, and the image in the mirror.

Han Jiangchen silently recited the Heart Skill and slowly raised his head. Aside him, dozens of cold lights instantly turned into glimpses of blue, turning into ripples of uncertainty. In the sword shadow, his figure was rippling, as if submerged in water waves.

That second was silent, and everyone felt a dream-like sudden realization in an instant. The mechanical radio sound disappeared, the noisy seat became quiet. In the shining sword light, everything on the field seemed to become unreal, as if... in the mirror.

——This is the mirror, flowers, water and moon.

For a moment, it seemed like a drop of water fell into the lake. The dinging sound was so light that it was undetectable, but it clearly entered the ears of everyone in the field. The sword shadow in the sky began to fall, and it was as gentle and slow as flowing water in people's senses, but in fact... as fast as a sudden rain!

After the thunder, it rained on the field.

It was a rainstorm of swords.

Dozens of sword lights fell from the sky, and flowing lights cut through the sky. No one could see the true face of the flying sword. Only the cold air that seemed to be solid was like water, and the sand and dust around were washed. They were touching between the thunder nets of the formation, cutting lightning and emitting continuous lightning. Under the lightning, the entire field seemed to be placed in the center of a thunderstorm!

"Oh my God..."

It was not until this time that the audience gave a belated amazement, and their voices were extremely low.

Compared to the lightning strike that had just shook the sky and the earth, the flying sword itself did not actually make much noise, but it only brought winds that rubbed the air.

But for some reason, the people who saw this scene did not dare to make any sound, and even dared to say more about the commentary, as if they were afraid of destroying the tranquility of a quiet lake.

During a quiet meal, Jiang Ling was looking up at the figures flashing in the swords, and was stunned for a moment.

During this period, she followed the department to investigate the incidents of the infected people in the heart, and did not pay much attention to the individual competition. It was not until the final round that she took time to watch the game - and then she saw this scene.

This guy is so strong?

Her eyes were completely focused on the figure of the sword-wielding figure, and on the other side, in the direction where Wu and Yuan looked, Xiao Youyu on the ground was also moving.

The lightning rose again, and the cross-cut current swept across the sky, slapped a few phantoms that were coming. The sword light disappeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye, while the phantom on the other side was instantly realizing. It was like countless water mirrors were rotating on the field, and the phantom of the flying sword blade collapsed at once, but at the same time, the sword light on the other side was born out of thin air, connecting front and back, endless!

Xiao Youyu took a step back and controlled the thunder array on his head to condense several lightning lights at the same time, constantly shooting down the flying swords that were coming, and his heart was dark.

I still underestimate this opponent. It is not just his eyes that can reach the finals.

In fact, he could not transform too many flying swords, but under the uncertain changes of reality and reality, the blades seemed to cover the dome of the arena, and every inch of light and shadow contained a fatal murderous intent.

If Xiao Youyu's thunder array occupied the entire ground just now, then Han Jiangchen now occupied the sky.

Just now, while he used the smoke to cover his vision, did he also use this cover to spread out the "mirror flower, water and moon" sword formation field?

Xiao Youyu narrowed his eyes, and under such an unexpected blow, he quickly regained his calmness. While unfolding the defensive thunder net beside him, he stared at the flying sword in the sky, and his mind turned sharply.

This sword shadow transformed from his spiritual sword, that is, is it a complete spiritual creation?

If you consider this, you can temporarily regard it as a special magic, and the transformation of virtual and real should depend on the ups and downs of his spiritual power.

At least for now, this transformation is unroutine and cannot be broken from here.

However, how much soul and spiritual power will be consumed if so many attacks are controlled at the same time? With such consumption, how long can this sword formation last?

In this way...

Linyi suddenly came from the top of his head, Xiao Youyu suddenly looked up, and the cold light pierced into his eyes at the same time, and saw several phantoms gathering in the air. He immediately made a quick decision to strike out and shot down the flying sword that was about to shoot down from the air. But this time, the flying sword did not disappear out of thin air, but was held by one hand.

A white figure appeared above, holding the sword in both hands, swirling sideways, and slashing down with a straight slash. The bursting sharp sword energy came from top to bottom, reaching the thunder formation floating in the sky!

It was like a white rainbow that penetrated the sun in an instant, and the sword energy connected with the talisman array, cutting off the flashing thunder and lightning! The harsh sound spread, and the talisman paper that had lost its connection fell weakly in the residual electricity. For this sword, the entire talisman array was directly broken!

Xiao Youyu suddenly flashed, his figure and the attacking sword energy almost passed by. He supported his hand on the ground, and the remaining thunder in the prayer formation jumped up, and he wanted to fight back. But Han Jiangchen slashed with one move, and his strength was useless at all. Then he jumped and merged into the group of sword shadows again.

At the same time as this action, the "water mirror" in the sky flipped, and groups of sword lights were thrown down again. Wherever they pointed, they were the talisman paper that formed the prayer array that was pasted everywhere in the field!

After breaking through the Thunderji Talisman Formation, he moved his target to the large formation under his feet. Each flying sword aimed at a piece of talisman paper that formed the formation feet, and his momentum was to penetrate it in one fell swoop!

It has been less than a minute since the sword formation was released until now, but he has used this method to break Xiao Youyu's several shots. As long as he breaks the current formation, he can remove all the opponent's arms.

Since the opponent has extremely high tactics, then don’t give him time to think!

The sword light fell, and they scattered in the air, like flowers blooming from it, flying to all directions of the arena. But just as he was about to land, Xiao Youyu leaned over and slapped the ground with his palm. He took Han Jiangchen one step and poured his spiritual power into the prayer array.

Zhanran's lightning burst out instantly! With this beat, he directly activated all the spiritual power in the storage array, which was tantamount to igniting a bomb with multiple overlapping overlaps. The thunder rose up from the ground, like a lightning column rising from the ground, rushing straight into the sword array in the sky!

The next second, the lightning exploded, the thunder roared, and the sound shook the audience!

"Damn what!"

"Blind! I'm blind!"

"Am I still alive?!"

"Thor is coming!"

The entire scene was instantly filled with strong flashes. Everyone who saw this scene covered their eyes reflexively, and their eardrums were buzzing with the thunder. The buzzing sound lasted for more than ten seconds before dissipating. When the audience finally recovered and put down their arms in fear, the scene in front of them had returned to calm.

The deflected sky light returned to direct light, and the "water mirror" that enveloped the sky disappeared. With Xiao Youyu's full-strength attack, the expanded field was completely scattered.

He couldn't see through the switch between reality and reality, so he simply used the maximum range of attack methods to directly detonate the formation and drown the entire sword formation. The field of "Mirror Flower and Water Moon" was completely defeated, but at the same time, Xiao Youyu's two talisman arrays were also lost.

The lightning dissipated, and the talisman paper that had lost its spiritual power supply around turned into ashes and fell down. In the failed prayer formation, Xiao Youyu slowly stood up and breathed heavily; opposite him, Han Jiangchen's figure fell from the air, leaning on the ground with a sword, and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

As Xiao Youyu expected, as a cultivator who had just arrived at the foundation building, the consumption of Han Jiangchen by this sword formation field was extremely terrifying. The domain collapsed, and his spiritual power had been completely drained, and he was afraid that his meridians had been damaged.

But, he hasn't fallen yet.
To be continued...