In the battle between monks, spells, magic power, magic weapons, and will all affect the key to victory or defeat. Among them, magic power, which is called the foundation of practice, can be compensated by spells, magic power, and magic weapons. ?????????????????????? And in this military formation, in this world filled with killing energy, it is difficult to cast spells, and the magic power is out of reach, so the only way to block it is with treasures. The moment the ax struck, it was the first time in the past year that Yi Yan was so dangerous. From the moment the black-faced man shouted, to the moment Yi Yan stepped back nearly a foot with his huge ax and struck down, it was just one step. With that step, it was like the earth had shortened under his feet. The ax fell. Heaven and earth are divided. Yi Yan's eyes have bloomed with green brilliance, with deep circles of brilliance. However, in the soul-obsessing demonic eye, the murderous aura between heaven and earth is like a natural barrier, making the green brilliance of Yi Yan's soul-obsessing demonic eye full of impurities. This is because it is a soul-stirring magic eye, which is half magic weapon and half magical power. If it were a pure magic, how could it be used at this moment? At the same time, Yi Yan also shouted loudly. As he shouted, a spiritual light spurted out from his mouth and went towards the ax light. It was the stone turtle, and the stone turtle manifested itself. Then it collided with the giant axe. "Crack" The brilliance above the stone turtle dimmed instantly, and the turtle's body was instantly covered with cracks and fell to the ground. Before the stone turtle landed, there was another golden light, and the sword light burst out from the golden light and stabbed towards the ax blade. "Ding" This sword contains the divine will of the Emperor, and it is the only one he can use with all his strength. Today's emperor's divine will is somewhat different. It is divided into three levels in this attack. The first one is the divine will contained in the divine power of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and the second one is the divine will contained in the sun's essence fire. The ruthless will of heaven and earth merged with the destructive and crazy intention in divine power, followed closely by Yi Yan's own will plus the will of the first two. There are three levels in total, each level is more profound than the last. This is something he learned from the Yunnan Mu family¡¯s God-Shocking Curse. This sword put all Yi Yan's will into it. The sword pierced the ax blade. He only felt that the sword in his hand was piercing the cliff. His whole arm went numb instantly, and his bones seemed to be loose and about to break. Between the contact of the ax and the sword, a messy and obscure brilliance burst out. At the same time, the people following Yi Yan and the black-faced man were dumbfounded under the radiance of this brilliance, and then one after another The man fell back with a blank stare. The big black ax that had struck down paused again. Yi Yan took the opportunity to retreat under the axe, shrinking back into the middle of the two hundred or so people he had brought with him. The look of madness in the dark-faced man's eyes had not dissipated, but the moment Yi Yan retreated from his axe, he already had the intention to retreat. This was not because he was timid, but because he knew that the ax just now could not kill Yi Yan. , it can no longer be done. And he understands better that if he doesn't retreat at this time, he will be trapped in a tight siege. Although he only goes a little deeper, and for ordinary people it is only about ten steps away, in the eyes of practitioners, it is a huge danger. The giant ax in his hand shook and he was about to retreat, and then the ringing sounded again in his ears. The ringing went straight into his heart. A strange and strange power made his thoughts beat with the ringing, and it felt like his own. My soul is entangled by the ringtone. The binding power that emerged from the ring tone this time was even more powerful than the last time. His feet, which originally had endless power, suddenly became heavy. The distance that could have been covered in one step now had to be run like an ordinary person. At this moment, Yi Yan's figure that had retreated back among the soldiers flashed out in the blink of an eye, and the sword in his hand stabbed straight into the back of the black-faced man's head. The golden light of the sword flashed, the sword was sharp, and it was about to pierce the void. At this moment, the black-faced and sweaty man suddenly looked up to the sky and roared. A black evil light surged from his body, and Yi Yan's sword stabbed into the back of his head. There was actually a sound of gold and iron. The sound sounded. He suddenly spun around and swung another ax towards Yi Yan, but Yi Yan had already dodged it. The black-faced man was about to turn over and go down to the top of the city. A man fell from the sky. His cloak was still fluttering in the air. The giant hammer in his hand had already hit the black-faced man. "Bang" The big ax in the black-faced man's hand blocked the giant hammer, and cracks appeared on the ground of the city wall under his feet. , the person who stopped the black-faced man with a hammer was Meng Deen, who finally rushed over at this critical moment. A flash of evil light surged, Meng Deen hammered down three times in a row, and the black-faced man actually hit everyone.?They took it and returned the three axes smoothly. Every time they struck each other, evil light emerged from between their axes and hammers. The sound made people feel like their hearts were being shattered. The ordinary soldiers quickly dispersed, and those who were so scared that they fell down clutching their hearts and were dragged away by those behind them. In this flash of lightning, the two of them were evenly matched. However, they were not the only ones on this city, the bell rang again. The black-faced man's face froze. He was only two steps away from the wall of the city. He could leave the city with just one turn. However, at this time, it was like a chasm that was difficult to cross. The violent aura from Meng Deen's body emerged from the giant hammer, and the hammer hit the black-faced man's chest hard. Although the ax in the man's hand blocked it for a while, it was helplessly knocked back to his body along with the axe. Blood spurted out from his mouth, but the restraints on his body also disappeared at this moment. The giant ax in his hand hung down, and the giant ax in Meng Deen's hand hit him on the head again. I saw the big man shouting loudly, the evil light surging above his head, and he met it with his head, while the ax in his hand was raised from a strange angle. "Bang" The evil light on the black-faced man's head suddenly disappeared, but his head actually caught the hammer forcefully, and the whole person just staggered and fell on the low wall at the top of the city. There was a shocking wound on his forehead. But Meng Deen was almost disembowelled, and the armor made of fine iron had been torn apart. Starting from the left rib, a wound almost cut off one of his arms. The black-faced man glanced at the monk holding the staff with murderous intent in his eyes. The monk just stood there quietly, motionless, his eyes filled with deathly gray. He was neither shocked nor afraid, nor did he attack him. At several critical moments, he was hit by the magic of the monk holding the staff. Not only did he fail to kill Yi Yan, but he was almost killed by Meng De'en. The monk he wanted to kill the most now, but at this time it was obvious that Not the time. He has been seriously injured, and all the evil soldiers who followed him have died in battle, and he is the only one left. If he does not retreat at this time, he will really stay here forever. He stretched out his hand and pressed on the city wall. In the blink of an eye, he jumped over the low wall at the top of the city and fell to the ground outside the city. But the moment he turned over and fell, a figure rushed forward. When he felt the strong danger, he heard the ringtone in his ears, the ringtone that always sounded at critical moments. In the eyes of the Qing army attacking the city outside the city, the man who was the first to board the city jumped down from the city, but there was a man following him, holding a long sword shining with golden light, as he left the city. Within a distance of less than ten feet, golden light flashed, and the head of the warrior who climbed to the city head first was cut off. The man took the head in his hand and stepped on the city wall, causing the whole body to fly. He jumped back to the top of the city. The whole process was a flash of lightning, and the people under the city had not yet realized what was going on. Before the body of the black-faced man fell to the ground, a cloud of gray light came from the body towards the city. When it fell to the ground, his body was already withered. Looking at the top of the city, where the black-faced man jumped down, there was a monk holding a black staff. The black wooden staff was currently shrouded in a gray light. No matter how hard the people in the city tried to look, they could not see the monk's face clearly. At the same time, there was a man holding a head high next to him, and a burst of shouts suddenly sounded from the top of the city, boosting morale. The moment the black-faced man was killed by Yi Yan, Yi Yan already knew the origin of the man. This big man is a Manchu, but he has a Han name - Zhao Zude. His ancestors entered the country with Emperor Shunzhi. After so many generations, although there was no decline, there was no development, until his generation became more and more miserable. When he was sixteen years old, he joined the army. However, not long after he entered the army, he met a monk and was taught a method of eating evil spirits. The monk disappeared after teaching him for three years. Yi Yan only saw this through his life-gazing magical power after killing the black-faced man and capturing a ray of his soul with his soul-stirring demonic eye. Yi Yan could not see the slightest trace of the monk who taught Zhao Zude the method of eating evil spirits. This may be because the monk was experimenting with the feasibility of the evil-eating method, so he taught Zhao Zude and left after three years. The siege was still going on. The moment Yi Yan cut off Zhao Zude's head, the fighting spirit of the soldiers who followed him immediately increased a lot. Under the leadership of Yi Yan, they continued to climb up the mountain. The Qing troops on the city were killing each other, and the fear that lingered in their hearts slowly disappeared. When they saw the enemy, their conditioned reflex was to shoot out the weapons in their hands. The Qing army's attack made them numb and made them feel The murderous aura breeds and the evil spirit surrounds. Yi Yan has always been at the forefrontAt the same time, they tried their best to save everyone among them, mainly intercepting the arrows shot from the city. Two hours later, when Yi Yan and his group were replaced, there were only more than 170 people alive, and almost all of them were injured, and more than a dozen of them were seriously injured and could never hold weapons again. These people did not go to the city again until the siege ended in the evening, and they were assigned a large family in the city to use as a camp. Yi Yan looked at them and saw that each of them had a faint evil spirit wrapped around them. This evil spirit would allow them to regain their strength overnight, make their minor injuries heal quickly, and even make them stronger. After a few more battles, when their bodies were nourished by the evil energy and became strong, Yi Yan could inscribe a second talisman on them. In the first talisman, all the cultivators engraved the same talisman with some differences. They were all engraved with talisman that could condense evil spirits and allow them to strengthen their physical strength. However, in the second talisman, the differences began to appear gradually. The bigger. No one knows what kind of evil weapon each cultivator will eventually refine.