Jiao Ming was stunned, and the endless golden silkworm Gu pounced on him, submerging Jiao Ming. The dense golden silkworm Gu wriggled on Jiao Ming's body. Not to mention being a personal experience, even if you watch coldly, it would be enough to make people feel goosebumps.

The Golden Silkworm Gu is named for hundreds of poisons, so it is naturally famous for its fierce poison. No matter how powerful a master is, as long as he is bitten, he will be killed on the spot in a moment and three moments. This is the proud magic weapon of the old ancestor of the Declined Man's Green Robe, but he is targeting the Shushan Sword Immortal who does not practice physical body but only practices swords.

The sword immortal who spreads the world with an immortal sword is very fragile and cannot be much stronger than ordinary people. Naturally, he cannot withstand the iron-toothed steel teeth of the Golden Silkworm Gu. However, Jiao Ming's milky white armor looks extraordinary, and it is still unknown whether the Golden Silkworm Gu can achieve success.

With a "bang", the golden silkworm Gu was knocked away by a bang. The bright red light was like a horse, and it was spiraled outside Jiao Ming's body. The red divine light, white armor and white hair, and the red and white colors intertwined together, making the person's divine flying horizontally, and his appearance was like a god.

The bright red divine light quickly extended along the red and golden whip, and instantly threw herself to Qin Wuyang's hand. Before not knowing this energy system, Qin Wuyang did not want to be touched by it, so he decisively let go and retreated quickly.

When the whip tip was free, it slashed forward like a sharp blade, stirring the air and making a crackling sound. Jiao Ming laughed and said, "How powerful is my divine light?"

The golden silkworm Gu that had just been destroyed by Jiao Ming had not left a whole body, and it was all turned into ashes and destroyed. Qin Wuyang sighed inwardly, but he had never used it after his poisonous golden silkworm Gu was refined, but in this kind of battle, it was rare for them to help. Could it be that they were so tragic that they could not even be able to do cannon fodder?

Fortunately, Qin Wuyang's Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu was a million, with thousands of casualties and thousands of casualties, which were drizzling. After stopping Jiao Ming's words, Qin Wuyang shook his head gently and said, "Bai Pi Divine Light, the name is good! But whether it is easy to use, you have to try my blade to find out!"

Qin Wuyang's body did not act anyway, so he rose up from the ground, dozens of feet above the ground, looking down at Jiao Ming faintly without saying a word, but the provocation was already expressed in full force. Jiao Ming snorted coldly, clouds and mists suddenly appeared under his feet, slowly rising up, and said, "You can think that the battle on the ground is not happy enough, it doesn't matter, I'll accompany you to the end!"

Jiao Ming's wrist trembled, and the red and golden whip danced in the air, Yaoyao looked like a playful dragon. The tip of the whip swirled slightly, contracted slightly, and then suddenly spit it out. Its speed was like a rattlesnake stretching out its poisonous fangs and swallowing its prey, or like a goshawk that was about to poke out its sharp claws and culled the hare.

The whip body was behind the scenes and spread the power forward inch by inch, just like a vicious snake squirming, setting off the unparalleled momentum of the whip tip even more terrifying.

"Slay!" Qin Wuyangqing shouted and slashed out quickly. No matter how cleverly the tip of the whip changed in the air, it eventually coincided with the blade.

Needle to wheat.

Even if the red and golden whip is attached with a layer of bright red divine light, it is hard to match the peerless edge of the whip. The tip of the whip snorted and was split into two sections from the middle.

Just as the poisonous snake will not die immediately after being cut off, but will bite it back, Jiao Ming showed a hint of sneer, and the cracked whip tips were like the snake cores of the poisonous snake, each making a bend and stabbing Qin Wuyang.

But Qin Wuyang seemed to be ready, and the sword body of Zhaoqi trembled rapidly, making a pleasant sound, "buzzing", and the cracks quickly spread forward at the point where the long whip broke, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the handle of the long whip.

The whole whip was like a rattlesnake that had been stepped on for seven inches. All the attack methods were useless and could only twist the body and struggle in vain.

Qin Wuyang withdrew his long sword and shook his body slightly. In the blink of an eye, he approached Jiao Ming three feet in front of him. "Kill!" He held the knife in his right hand and gently supported the back of the knife with his left hand. The blade had already slashed on Jiao Ming's body-protecting divine light.

It was like a kitchen knife slashing the tire, and the glow without any blessing was not enough to penetrate Jiao Ming's protective divine light. Jiao Ming was like an inflatable ball and was kicked hard, stretching like a flowing cloud in the air, sliding across an arc. In the air, Jiao Ming's arm circled and drew a perfect circle. Following his arm, he had divided into two pieces of a whole red and golden whip. In an instant, he closed and returned to his original state.

Although Jiao Ming was stabbed, it was not serious. He laughed and said, "How about my Baipi Divine Light? Do you still have hope of defeat?"

Qin Wuyang laughed and said, "It seems that you are very proud, you are just a very hard turtle shell! Look at me breaking you!" His left hand gently stroked the blade, and his whole blade trembled and he suddenly slashed. Qin Wuyang shouted, "Prison of Infinite Light!"

This move has not been used for a long time. Since the divine sword Galaxy was refined, Zhao Gan and the Five Prisons of the Swords have retired gloriously and their glory has disappeared. But now Qin Wuyang has become a sub-god, and his will has broken through the divine level. The defects of the Five Prisons of the Swords of the Swords have been compensated. This time it is the opportunity to test its power.

The brilliant sabers of light swarmed out, and in just a short moment it filled all directions, as if the whole world was covered by the light field.

Tens of millions of light sabers are in control, and each strike is equivalent to the slash of the waning moon that Qin Wuyang attacks with all his strength. What is even more terrifying is that every light saber is under the control of Qin Wuyang's spiritual consciousness. This is the horror of the will to break through the divine level.

Such a magical power can urge mountains and mountains to collapse, burn seas and seas to boil, and smash the stars as if they are easy to see.

Qin Wuyang almost moaned comfortably, and his absolute power made people lose it. If his will has not been trained through all kinds of experience and has not broken through the divine level, he will inevitably be lost in this powerful and incredible power and will never be able to wake up.

In the realm of light, any power of his is as dazzling as a torch in the dark. Jiao Ming is like a large red torch, burning violently. The Baipi divine light rising into the sky firmly protects his body from the damage of the saber of light.

Countless sabers of light slashed over Baipi's divine light, not only did not cause damage to the Mind, but were absorbed by the bright red divine light, making it even more dazzling.

Qin Wuyang's face was extremely cold. With a long sword, the Guangming Saber was like an elite soldier arranged in an orderly manner, rushing towards Jiao Ming without any hesitation.

When a blade condensed by the power of light comes, Jiao Ming still has the leisure to absorb its power with the Baipi Divine Light. When tens of thousands of pieces and hundreds of thousands of pieces are slashing wildly, does Jiao Ming still have the leisure?

The saber of light from all directions was carried out in all directions from 365 degrees of Zhoutian, leaving no blind spots to attack. The saber of light from which it was spinning and cutting firmly controlled Jiao Ming in place, and could only be beaten passively, even if it was escaped.

No one can block tens of thousands of Qin Wuyang's attacks at the same time, and the true gods cannot do it, let alone Jiao Ming! But Baipi Divine Light is worthy of being the skill that Jiao Ming is proud of. The Light Saber weakens it layer by layer until it attacks 86,532 times before it completely eliminates it.

Jiao Ming smiled bitterly. Such domineering power was very rare. Even he had fought in countless star fields before, he had never seen it. Faced with this almost irresistible divine power, Jiao Ming had lost the confidence to win and he no longer resisted.

The Baipi divine light was wiped out, and the remaining Jiao Ming body was insignificant. The milky white armor did not buy him more than three seconds. The flesh and blood flew wildly under the sword light. Before it fell, it was burned to ashes by the flames transformed by the saber of the Light.

The next moment, it seemed that the sword light that was about to destroy the entire world disappeared, leaving only a little flame swaying on Qin Wuyang's fingers. He spoke in distress and said to himself: "I've been killed, forget to ask him what his origin is!"

Qin Wuyang seemed to be regretful, but he was just considering the consequences of this move of Infinite Light Prison. Qin Wuyang did not retain any strength. This move was full of force, and he wanted to use this opponent to test the sequelae of his move.

After a little check, Qin Wuyang smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth. The seemingly majestic Five Prison Swords cannot be used infinitely, otherwise it will be very harmful to his soul.

Unless you can attain the highest level of Buddhism, that is, you can enter the divine level on your soul and transform into billions without any effort, using an ordinary soul to control the direction of tens of millions of sword lights will hinder the future promotion.

The only solution is to ignore the direction of these sword lights and let them fly. Although their power is greatly reduced, it can still be called an incredible power.

"There is indeed no shortcut in this world. I just don't know how powerful Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who created this technique, can perfectly control these Five Prison Sword Sutra?"

"But look at his great wish: Hell is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha! Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva may have already broken through the divine level in his soul and will, but as for energy and body, it is unknown."

"Ha, why bother? We have countless means to use it, why bother to care about this small matter!" Qin Wuyang immediately enlightened himself that he still had something to do, so he could not complain about himself here.

Jiao Ming was burned cleanly, and no key appeared, but there was a portal shining brightly there, and an invitation was made to Qin Wuyang.

Qin Wuyang cheered up his spirits, turned into a stream of light, and threw himself in. The next floor, the thirteenth floor, will be the last floor of the trial tower.
Chapter completed!