Ouyang Hua looked proudly at the evil spirit eating sword in his hand. He believed that in the near future, as long as he could participate in the hundred wars, kill countless talents and absorb a large number of Yuan gods, the evil spirit eating sword would evolve into a holy spirit weapon, which can be said to be just around the corner.


    However, just as OuYangHua fantasized, ten yuan crystal guns roared out almost at the same time, and then the light mass of the space vortex lit up again.


    "Boom!" "boom!" "boom!"


    For a moment, more than ten figures in the bamboo forest array also gathered yuan force again. After seeing the terror of Yuan Jing gun just now, they dared not despise or retain their strength. Each move was fierce and vigorous and shot at the space vortex upward.


    The next moment, the gorgeous attack and the flame shells rushed out of the space vortex suddenly bombarded together and resisted them all.


    However, a huge blue and white light mass burst in advance when it was about to be shot by the sword, and turned into thousands of terrible sharp ice arrows, shooting down like an arrow rain.


    This time, the shell was fired by Yuanjing gun engraved with ice runes. Ice sea arrow rain!


    "Pa! PA! Pa...!"


    The sound of intensive Shooting rang out in an endless stream. Sharp ice arrows fell madly on the body protection and Qi hood of OuYangHua and others. The light surged. One of the deacons of the Yin and Yang sect, who was specially "taken care of" by arrow rain, broke through his Qi hood after only a few breaths. Suddenly, the whole person was filled with countless ice arrows like a hedgehog, and died on the spot with blood.


    "Bastard!"


    OuYangHua roared angrily, and the sound rolled like a deep thunder through the sky. Then he saw his face ferociously waving the evil spirit eating sword in his hand and stabbing the deacon of Yinyang sect who was shot dead by random arrows. The sword twisted in the Dantian in his abdomen. With the black awn of the sword body, it impressively swallowed the yuan God in the Dantian.


    The original God of the strong in Shenhai is also a great tonic for the spirit devouring evil sword. Ouyang Hua faintly felt that the power of the spirit devouring evil sword had increased a little.


    "Elder martial brother, you..." the other ten deacons of Shenhai realm of yin and Yang sect looked at Ouyang Hua in surprise, with shock written on their faces.


    "Anyway, the flesh is dead, and his Yuanshen can''t resist the bombardment of Yuanjing gun. It''s better to enhance my strength." Ouyang Hua said coldly, and his expression was very indifferent.


    In this regard, they wanted to stop talking, but there was a touch of fear and dissatisfaction in their eyes looking at OuYangHua. If they would fall later, they might end up the same way. The yuan God became the nourishment of his evil sword.


    "Fire!" the hill not far away sounded with another roar.


    The Runes of the ten yuan crystal guns lit up almost at the same time, and terrible energy was brewing


    Immediately, the Yuanjing gun roared horribly. Almost under the traction of the space vortex, the ten light regiments bombarded the enemy''s camp one after another. The gorgeous light regiments shot down and burst out terrible light as soon as they landed.


    Suddenly, more than ten strong people in Shenhai were either burned by fire, shot by ice arrows, corroded by darkness, or split by lightning


    The explosion of ten yuan crystal guns is definitely the end for them.


    However, the energy consumed by these intensive bombings is also terrible, and there are only a few million pieces of spar left.


    Ansen, who was in charge of the Strategic Logistics, immediately came to long Bufan and reported: "my Lord, the yuanjingshi is running out."