If it weren't for Xia Wushuang's special physique, if it weren't for the initial selection of skills, Xia Wushuang chose the perverted passive magic of "refraction". Facing a saint who had just recovered and a deceased with the strength of the holy level, no matter how many human awakened people came to the secret realm, they would definitely be a one-sided massacre.

The holy-level mage is really terrible, and it is not something that the human beings at the Fierce Sun level can resist. Even though his body is already weak, once he is surrounded by the crowd, except for Xia Wushuang who can barely compete with him, the others can only escape wildly except for passive defense.

He took away the heads of two awakened people in a row, and the gray mummy frantically devoured the vitality of these two humans. In just a blink of an eye, he restored his lower body to complete.

Xia Wushuang has been chasing the mummy behind, constantly harassing the other party's predation progress. But after all, he is just a magician of the Fierce Sun-level. Without using the "Sunshine Flower Flash", it is difficult for him to keep up with the footsteps of a saint.

Ye Weiming's condensation formation took action. He stood up from the ground, his consciousness flew out of his soul, locked towards the mummy, and suddenly burst out with blue soul light in his eyes.

Suddenly there was some inexplicable pressure in the space, and everyone felt that their actions were delayed, and there was a feeling that magic could not flow smoothly.

"The trash of the Lieyang level also wants to learn from others to set up a large array? You are so naive. I see how you will trap me!" The demon shadow who was flying in the Pure Land suddenly burst into a rampant laugh. His figure had turned into a foggy fluid, shuttled through the crowd. As long as an awakened person showed a flaw, he would press on and take his life.

Xia Wushuang remained silent. The newly cooled Destruction Blade was scraped out toward the place where the black fog condensed.

This magic was a gift from Li Xiaoyang before his death, and it was also one of Xia Wushuang's biggest magic tricks. After this wind blade that could not lock the enemy, it was so loud that it was so fast that it could not dodge. The air was shaken out of a series of harsh sonic booms, and even the space was cut out of ripples.

"The Secret Method of Lord of Destruction?" Faced with the second powerful Wind Blade of Destruction, the mummy's blood-red eyes suddenly shrank, and he recognized the origin of this powerful magic.

At the same time, he did not dare to be careless, and his body suddenly faded. The Destruction Wind Blade directly swept through the thick black fog under him without any harm.

"How many secrets are there in this guy?" A greedy light flashed through the mummy's bloody eyes, and his desire to seize Xia Wushuang's body became stronger and stronger.

Ye Weiming's consciousness swept through the mummy's body. In an instant, countless tiny blue chains in the void formed a huge net of airtight souls, like thousands of needles and threads, and ran towards the mummy.

"Is it useful? Something like ant, you still want to control the magic array of the Saint-level powerful man?" The mummy sneered, and his red bloody eyes suddenly scattered strangely. He suddenly turned sharply and turned into a black light that was rushing towards an awakened person who was not too distracted.

In the formation, all the soul chains. For some reason, when they were about to tie up the saint's soul, they suddenly changed in shock and passed through their empty body, and they could not bind them at all.

"Boss, no! This guy can move in phases. His body is not in this world and cannot be locked at all!"

Ye Weiming suddenly exclaimed, and everyone's expressions changed drastically when they heard this, especially the awakened person who was shrouded in black light. He spread his hands almost instantly and left the state of resistance and gave up treatment directly.

Another person died!

The mummy's sharp devil laughter echoed wildly in the space, as if mocking human stupidity. The power of his dignified Holy Land power is beyond mere ants.

With the harsh laughter, everyone's faces were gloomy and could drip out of water. At the same time, their chaotic formations began to change, trying to form a cone formation that retreated by fate.

However, the price to be paid to retreat in front of a powerful saint-level man is absolutely unimaginable. Fei Jianxin held down the hilt of the sword, plucked up the immortal courage in his heart, and directly pushed his body to the end of the cone formation.

"Escape, run away! You no longer have a chance!" The mummy continued to laugh wildly. His favorite thing was this game of cat catching mice. It was the most rare enjoyment in his life.

"Laugh, laugh at you mb!" However, at this moment, Xia Wushuang suddenly rushed out towards the mummy in the black fog.

An extremely mysterious starting move suddenly shot out along the movement he rushed forward. All magic power was suppressed, and it seemed that there was a great eradication of energy in the space. All magic power was trembling in their position. They were frozen and sealed, and even no activity existed.

Purple resentment!

A high-level artifact with a level that is much higher than Sanye's sword. Its most powerful part is the demon sealing, which makes the enemy unable to use any of its own magic power!

"Purple Resentment! How is it possible?!" The mummy was frightened! He never expected that a mere ant under a billion-dollar lord would have such a high-level sub-artifact.

This is completely unreasonable!

Frozen, frozen! The black aura of the mummy disappeared, and another purple weird aura lingered. A blood-colored magical ban array appeared under the repaired feet. The whole person was like a wrecked plane, falling suddenly from the sky to the ground without control.

"Aren't you very arrogant just now?! I told you to be arrogant, continue to be arrogant!!" Xia Wushuang spat out, and his body was paused in the air. His two swords were unsheathed at the same time, turning into a terrifying blue-purple stream of light, and he terrifyingly killed the mummy.

The mummy was startled. His body was broken, and he had no strength to run even when he lost his magic power.

Damn Zihen! The effect of this demon sealing effect is so domineering. Not to mention that I only have the strength of the holy level now, even a real saint can only be obediently sealed by the demon in front of the spiritual equipment skills of the higher-level artifact. This is the rule given to the artifact by the world, and it cannot be stopped by human power.

There was no other way. The mummy, whose black air was gone, gritted his teeth and pulled off the bandage on his arm. The dense runes on it suddenly shone, and instantly, he pulled a ray of holy soul out of the pyramid.

"Lock!" Ye Weiming finally found an opportunity! The formation suddenly rose, and the energy fluctuations that locked the holy soul, and it suddenly hit the holy soul, causing the entire small world to shine with blue light that could not be seen directly.

"Slow down, haha!" The creepy demon sounded again, and the mummy standing in the Pure Land suddenly untied the Ziheng Demon seal.

"It's over!" Everyone's expressions sternly, and an ominous premonition emerged in their hearts again.

"Let's make you empty!" The mummy's face showed a terrifying grin, and his whole body began to enter the alien phase again.

"It's useless! Haha, you're locked, you're done!" Ye Weiming laughed at the same crazy way, and the blue chain followed the mummy's breath, suddenly broke through the blockade of space, and directly stabbed into the mummy's hiding aspect.

"How is that possible!" The mummy's bloody eyes opened and almost burst out. He couldn't believe it would be like this.

"You all deserve to die!" But the mummy's predecessor, after all, was a saint, and had a powerful foundation that mortals could not imagine. He suddenly screamed wildly at the moment when countless soul chains were about to reach his body, and his arms burst out and turned into a pure flesh and blood, then condensed and transformed into another of his own.

"Demonized clone!!! This guy wants to use his clone to bear the seal of the Soul Locking Array instead of himself!" No. 7 said in a shocking voice, his face horrified.

Xia Wushuang turned a deaf ear, and his two swords crossed out a terrifying blue-purple cross, moving forward and continuing to slash forward.

"The dark sun of Daluo is in the middle of the sky!"

In an instant, it seemed as if a huge black sun suddenly rose upwards on the horizon, and the black flames almost cracked the earth. A man who kept coughing up blood in his mouth struggled to rise to the sky under the terrifying sun, and then condensed the terrifying divine light emitted by the black sun into a beam, and suddenly swept towards the figures of the two mummies in the strange phase.

In an instant! The body that was cloned was directly burned into black ashes by the black divine light. The soul chain that originally found the wrong target instantly reversed the direction, and locked the saint's soul splitting, which had endless means, directly locked back to the real world.

The moon was bright, and Xia Wushuang's body was moving forward, just rushed to the mummy who was locked by the soul chain.

The bright moonlight made the two swords in Xia Wushuang's hands emit a dragon-like tremolo, and at the same time shine a terrifying light.

Kill with two swords!
Chapter completed!