Chapter 782： If he does not die, we all have to die

Yang Ming looked at other people!

The sight instantly locked on one of the black-clothed imaginary immortals!

Point your finger, the golden thread, burst out of space!

"Yang Baicheng, I'm just here to make soy sauce. I have no grudges against you. What are you doing?"

This Xuxian is a casual cultivator, and does not belong to any sect, the force, and is alone on weekdays. Hearing such a battle at this time, he came to wait and see. Just now he couldn’t help but make a move, thinking he could kill Yang Ming, but What a pity!

Seeing Yang Ming cast his gaze over, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart and hurriedly shouted.

At the same time, both hands were used to mobilize the mana, blasting the golden silk thread that broke through the air, and his body began to move away from the outside!

Go is the best policy!

Buggy first!

"Come!"

However, in the face of this, Yang Ming just smiled indifferently. The golden silk thread in his hand smashed the power that the San Xiu Xuxian burst into, and then sank into the void, shuttled through the void, the next moment, 100,000 miles away, this San Xiu Xuxian finally managed to escape, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly, a golden thread appeared on his chest.

He was suddenly shocked!

However, without waiting for him to exert his strength, the time and space in front of him changed, he unexpectedly appeared in front of Yang Ming!

The whole body was entwined with gold thread, and in an instant was wrapped in a big dumpling!

Yang Ming used the Great Devouring Technique again, to swallow him abruptly!

Another Xuxian was swallowed!

"evildoer!"

Upon seeing this, Tai Yantian roared, and 480,000 high-grade Dao weapon flying swords started to operate again, bursting out infinite sword energy, covering the sky and covering the sky and covering Yang Ming!

"Scatter!"

In the face of this, Yang Ming didn't care. After swallowing this scattered Xiu Xianxian, his fingers flicked, and the infinite golden silk thread pierced through the air in his body, entwining these high-grade Taoist flying swords!

The fierce flying sword sword formation encountered these golden threads, and suddenly all stopped, as if stalemate in mid-air. Then the gold threads were entangled, and forty-eight flying swords fell from the sky. , Lost its power.

They were inserted on the ground, forming a sword pond with a radius of tens of thousands of miles!

Someone who is weak in cultivation base, can't dodge, was directly inserted and died!

The majesty of high-grade Taoism, even if it loses control, is still extremely powerful!

"You, you...what kind of power are you, my sword formation, how is it possible!"

Seeing this scene, Tai Yantian was stunned!

This is a large formation of the townsman, and the Emperor Tian spent thousands of years to arrange it himself.

It can be said that he is one of the strongest tricks, able to withstand the power of the strongest of Tai Huangtian!

How can it be broken now?

"Raise!"

With a violent roar, his mana circulated again and again, in a vain attempt to set up a sword formation again and blast Yang Ming.

However, the next moment he was disappointed. At this moment, these sword formations seemed to have nothing to do with him. He couldn't feel any connection at all!

"Yang Baicheng, I killed you, I don't believe I killed you, you can still manipulate these sword formations!"

Tai Yantian roared and looked at Yang Ming, his eyes flashed, and he immediately understood something. The whole person flew towards Yang Ming, holding a vast flying sword in his hand at the same time!

He knew that all of this was a ghost of Yang Ming. After killing Yang Ming, these sword formations would automatically recover!

"Everyone, don't keep your hands. Let's take the shot together. This scorpion must be reported. If he doesn't die today, you all must die!"