As long as there is blood, the gods will kill you

The gray and white luster shines, and the mountains shake from side to side.

Xiang Yang looked indifferent.

Fist, palm, elbow, lean...

One move after another was used by him, and each punch was exerting 120% or even 150% lethality.

These are just normal attacks.

Every time after a round of normal attacks, the breath is almost adjusted, and there will be a fierce attack.

The battle has been going on for a long time.

Both sides are still extremely energetic.

One party can absorb shadows to supplement themselves anytime and anywhere.

One side is a monster that is almost a humanoid god.

There were other night watchmen who came to help, but Xiang Yang asked them to go to the northeast first.

At this moment, he seems to be the same as when he first appeared on the stage, but in fact the concentration of gray flames has weakened a little.

The strength of the punch is not as violent as it was at the beginning.

Blood was spattered in many places on his body, and he quickly recovered with the self-healing ability that went against common sense.

Bang!

Xiang Yang spread out his palms and grabbed the punch that came at him.

After the dull sound, the contact position of the two sides splashed a stream of air around them.

He raised his right fist, opened it, and stretched his whole body like a big bow.

The dark species realized that something was wrong, and wanted to get away, but Xiang Yang's slender and slender fingers were like iron tongs, clamping it tightly.

So in the next second, the gray-white fist rubbed the air into a flame dragon, which landed heavily on the surface of the opponent's body.

With only a slight touch, the dark species burst out backwards.

The body is directly embedded in the mountain, forcibly digging a tunnel for the mountain.

Xiangyang let out a long breath of foul air.

Under the high-temperature cooking, the right arm showed an abnormal red color.

Xiang Yang shook his fist, and under the bath of flames, some wounds began to heal.

Until now, when he could not really rest, he could already feel the tingling pain in his hand bones.

Needless to say, the defense power of this shadow species is not strong, but the healing power is too exaggerated.

His arms were a little sore, and it was only then that he severely injured the shadow species.

Xiang Yang flew up.

Before flying out 200 meters, an unspeakable sense of crisis suddenly emerged in my heart!

He turned around instantly and looked behind him.

Crossing your arms across your chest is almost instantaneous.

A large spear made of condensed shadows penetrated and was caught by him with both hands.

There was an ear-piercing sound from the palm, and the rotating shadow rubbed off sparks, which flew around quickly.

Xiangyang's arm muscles bulged, and his body, which was originally advancing, was pressed back a little bit.

In the end, he slapped hard, and the shadow thorn flew towards the sky immediately.

Xiangyang's chest rose and fell, and he stretched out his hand to wipe away the bloodstains on his face cut by the air blade.

He looked forward calmly.

There, clusters of dark images are like a delay, gradually condensing into a body in the order from feet to body.

Then the mountain shook, and the shadow-species that was knocked into the air shattered the rocks and flew out, standing side by side with the shadow-species that rushed over.

"Two?"

"No, one is seriously injured. From this point of view, it's actually one and a half."

Xiang Yang was expressionless.

"You guys are really difficult."

He opened his mouth softly, and then his body suddenly disappeared.

The violent sound wave cloud was delayed for a few minutes before it exploded in all directions, and Xiang Yang's fist had already collided with the seriously injured shadow species.

It's a pity that before he could continue exerting his strength, one of his feet was locked by the shadow, directly pulling his body.

The shells are then generally smashed from the air to the ground.

Exploding smoke spread across the trembling ground.

The two alien species fell down together.

After they fell, no one was found where Xiang Yang should have been.

"Roar——!"

The seriously injured one let out an anxious and angry roar, and before it could react, a gray-white fist penetrated its head.

The fist sank into it and turned into a palm.

There was a piercing sound.

Well... it was torn in two abruptly.

After all this was done, Xiang Yang had no time to dodge, and a blow that surpassed the speed of sound landed on his chest.

So the whole body seemed to be a different species just now, and began to smash trees and chisel through mountains.

The severe pain and the loss of physical strength finally caused Xiang Yang's expression to change.

He frowned slightly, crushing the stones on his body.

pat, pat.

Step by step out of the ruins.

Fang Xiangyang frowned slightly, looking at another Void Seed that appeared high in the sky.

A body is darker, dark purple, and in the darkness, it seems that there are countless resentful evil spirits roaring, trying to rush out of the surface.

The other body is lighter in color, and has a little redness. If you look closely, the redness looks like flowing blood.

In terms of shape, they are almost human-like.

The black and purple one is a proper half-sixth rank, and the scarlet red one has a small weakness, but it is also a warrior-level combat power.

"After hitting one, the next will come, and after hitting one, the next will come, isn't it over?"

Xiang Yang twisted his wrist.

He regrets it a little now, he would have hit Boy Jiang a few more times to find his hand.

The ability of the shadow system is too difficult.

The fire ignited again, along with the white veins on Xiangyang's chest.

These textures quickly spread upwards. If you peel off the clothes, you will find the textures that dance like flames, cheering as if they have emotions!

The pupils were smeared white, spreading and fluctuating in circles of ripples.

As soon as he raised his hand, the shadow as slender as hair was blocked by him with a single finger.

The strong wind blew his long hair.

In the next moment, the slender shadow broke through the line of defense, but it only stabbed the afterimage in the middle.

Xiang Yang came to the opponent in an instant.

Pick the persimmons first, pick the soft ones, and after finishing dealing with the warrior-level ones, move on to the next one.

A punch landed on someone's forehead.

The body was thrown far away.

Fang Xiangyang guarded against the attack of the black and purple alien species.

After a few rounds, he realized that something was wrong, why the crimson shadow species hadn't moved for a long time.

He punched himself in the front, at most he would suffer some injuries, and he would be fine if he fainted for a few seconds, why didn't he respond for a long time.

Thinking of this, the black-purple shadow species also felt that something was wrong.

After the two sides punched each other, they opened some distance and looked together.

Xiang Yang's eyelids twitched.

Far away, as far as the eye can see.

In the normal darkness, there seems to be an extremely abnormal dark field.

This dark field completely swallowed the light, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The black-purple alien was even more like an enemy, staring at that side.

Under the gaze of both sides, suddenly, a gap opened in the dark field.

A tall and straight figure in black walked out with a crimson body that was half dead.

A steady stream of shadow threads were pulled from the alien body and poured into that body.

In just a few seconds, the body was completely swallowed, leaving some residue floating with the wind.

A head of black shattered hair fluttered in the wind, and the young man's eyes flicked to Fang Xiangyang, then fixed on that huge body.

"You are called the Dark Seed of the Void?"

The boy stretched out his palm and shook it from the air——