Chapter 397 The End of War 7
Ah! ~
The scream cut through the void, and Akaro cut down from the air and suddenly stagnated. Then there was a 'touch'. The armor of the whole body burst. Divide into pieces and fly around. Under the armor. He has a pale and gloomy face. The body emitted by the head fell straight from the air...
li!
A shrill sound shook the night sky under the moonlight. A wisp of red clip infinite magic pulls the animation sky. Break through the void of a hundred feet. Cut straight to the ground with a sword to split the shadow of Akaro!
Boom!
It is almost the infinite light and shadow of black and white at the same time that Asura's sword bombarded the Devil's Land. A burning white sword turned into a long rainbow to tear the void, and at the same time, it fell from the air and fell to the ground, Acaro and the demon was integrated with the shadow!
Touch!
Space tremor. In front of the sword shadow cut by the west gate to the north, a black and white ripple spread out, in the center of the ripple. Suddenly, a huge hole appeared, and in the rear, there was an endless hole.
Akaroben's figure in the next annex was bombarded by this bombardment and suddenly burst into the dark void like a cannonball...
Ah!
A slightly immature and extremely hateful voice went from high to low. In the scream, the body of the devil's land was like a broken kite, thrown into the void...
Bo!
A disordered airflow burst out of the mouth of the space, wild in all directions, and soon, a huge black hole opened. Before the black hole is healed. A strong wind rolled down through the black hole.
The strong wind brushed by, and Ximen's long hair brushed violently for a moment. Then it fell down gently. In the back of the head,
choked!
With a sonorous sound. Ximen slowly closed his sword to the north, and his face was full of coldness.
Ding Ding Dang!
Until this time. The fragments of the Heavenly Demon Armor fell from the air. Rolling down to the ground...
"Akaro!!! %" In the distance, he felt the second high-level heart of the Tianmo clan, who fought fiercely with Dugu without injury. The divine consciousness quickly swept to the north side of the west gate, and then made an unbelievable cry.
The way of being alone and insad-free. The way to attack may not be so good. But in terms of defense, it can be the first in the world. No matter how strong the other party is, Dugu is just a simple sword. There are extremely mysterious traces in front of him. Then remove the power of Di Haohan in all attacks, so that the opponent will return in no success.
Taking Dugu as the enemy without injury is like being with himself. How strong the attack power is, how strong the counterattack power is.
At the same time, the second master of the Heavenly Demon Clan made a sad cry. Ximen turned around indifferently. The robe is flying. No one can see clearly how to draw the sword. I only felt a dazzling light bursting from the scabbard of Ximen Yibei, and then the world was dark. In a trance, if there is a bright light like a comet breaking through the void, in silence. Everyone heard a scream!
When the ground was restored, everyone only had time to see that a huge space crack was quickly being bridged, and the second master of the strange earth demon clan was nowhere to be found!
This sword. Ximen took care of Dugu in the north, but what he used was not to destroy the sword, but the 'sword' at the beginning.
In the void, Dugu flew violently in a green robe, but he did not move and looked straight ahead. A wisp of thought-provoking light flashed through his eyes.
"Your Excellency!"
The dozens of masters of the earth demon clan who were burning with flames all over their bodies saw that the two powerful people in the clan were cut into the dark void outside the ancients by Ximen. There is no such place in love, and there are a few tricks one by one. Break through the space passage directly and quickly escape.
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The field of the wind,
Fengzun integrates the spiritual power of dozens of elders of the Feng clan. The forced invasion into the Fengyun Wuji consciousness sea space, and the first few consciousness defenses were broken by Fengzun one by one. But the more inward, the stronger it will be. After Fengyun Wuji disperses in the convergence of the divine consciousness outside the body, the cohesion of the divine consciousness in the body has reached an exaggerated level. If you want to attack the local Fengzun at this time. It may be slightly insufficient. But it is more than enough for defense.
The anger filled Feng Zun's mind, which made his heart burn with anger. After a series of setbacks. There was only one thought left in Feng Zun's heart to completely destroy him. Control him. Enslave him with prohibition!
Sitting on the ground, it looks like an old monk entering the fixed ground. It seems to have fallen into a strange and strange state of a very resident institution, outside his consciousness sea space. There are so many prohibitions. Many and complicated.
Fengzun has abolished the power of nine cows and two tigers. He has just cracked one, but then another layer of defense, and it has increased a lot.
"I don't believe it. I gather the divine consciousness of dozens of elders, which is more than 10 billion years old. Unexpectedly, he can't break this boy who has soared for less than tens of millions of years!" Feng Zun roared in his heart and suddenly increased the intensity of the divine bombardment of Fengyun Wuji's mind.
Sure enough, after Feng Zundi tried his best, Fengyun Wuji consciously cracked thousands of spiritual defense layers overseas one by one. However, Feng Zun faintly felt that something was wrong. After attacking more than a dozen layers of tenacious spiritual construction ground defense, Fengyun Wuji's mind suddenly became undefended. Soon, Feng Zun invaded the mind. In a moment, Feng Zun's divine consciousness invaded the depths of the sea of consciousness like a broken bamboo.
"Maybe. After a collision of consciousness, his consciousness consumes a lot, and now it is empty. After all, if a martial artist who has soared for less than tens of millions of years really has the powerful magic power he has shown. It's too perverted," Feng Zun said secretly in his heart, and even doubted whether Fengyun Wuji was using some skills like him. It temporarily improved the strength of consciousness, thus reaching an incredible degree of harmony.
"It must be like this!" The more Feng Zun thought about it, the more certain he became.
"Hahaha... The wind and clouds are unscrupulous. I want to have a look. It's up to now. What else do you want to fight with me!" The sound of Feng Zundi is known wildly in the sea space of Fengyun Wuji consciousness. Until it completely invades the sea space of Fengyun Wuji consciousness. For his secrets at a glance, Feng Zun believed that this time, it was not his trick. He really subdued this stubborn enemy and brought him more than one trouble.
hoo!
In his heart, Feng Zun finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as you get into the mind of Fengyun Wuji. Feng Zun didn't believe it, relying on his spiritual strength to the point of pervert. Unexpectedly, I can't subdue a little sword god!
Outside the consciousness space, it is like an old monk. The motionless Fengyun Wuji's lips suddenly squirmed and squirmed, spitting out a few voices, and blurred voices: "Wuxiang, Heavenly Demon..." The four words were spit out, and Fengyun Wuji was motionless.
If Feng Zun hears these words. With his knowledge, he will be shocked. It's just a pity. Now his divine consciousness has penetrated into the depths of the sea of Fengyun Wuji consciousness, and he can't see this scene at all...
In the sea of consciousness, it was originally calm. In Fengzun's eyes, Fengyun Wuji seems to be a lamb to be slaughtered at this time. Unexpectedly, suddenly, there was a storm in this Haohan consciousness space,
"God can still live if he does evil, and he can't live if he does evil for nothing, Feng Zun. You accept your fate..." Feng Yun Wu Ji's voice was extremely loud, like thunder rolling, banging the whole magnificent consciousness space. With that, the whole space of the sea of consciousness is like the sea in the storm. It has become tlanderous and extremely dangerous. Countless heavenly demons appeared in the mind of Fengyun Wuji, in an instant. Then he divided Fengzun's invading consciousness into countless pieces, and then wrapped it up. Fengzun only felt as if he had broken into a divine field. Then my mind was blurred, and countless fantasies poured into my mind...
"The mind of the sword body..." Fengyun Wuji's long hair danced in front of his forehead. He closed his lips one by one. Make an inaudible sound...
Ding! ~
The body under Fengyun Wuji's robe suddenly became burning. The infinite sword spirit broke out of the body and went straight to the bullfight. A faint translucent shadow suddenly appeared around Fengyun Wuji. After three weeks around the body, the shadows similar to sword leaves fit on the top of the head. It turns into a cone and breaks out. It pierced directly into Feng Zun's mind.
Ah!
Feng Zun snorted bitterly. The stone-like body shook violently, and the next moment, under the action of a magical power. The sea of consciousness is connected with the sea of consciousness.
In the void, the sound of a vine passing through the wet land came from the depths of the underworld. In the world that ordinary people can't see with the naked eye, the divine consciousness of the wind and clouds actually formed a light dust-colored meridians, coming out of the body. Entangled in the void, and finally did not enter the sea space of Fengzun consciousness. It is integrated with the sea of his consciousness.
The next moment. The spiritual energy of Fengyun Wuji. In this virtual consciousness meridian, it circulates along a certain path, and the first *** is quite astringent. By the second week, it was much smoother. And it is getting smoother and smoother. If the first distraction sees the trajectory of Fengyun Wuji running in the void meridian at this time, he will be surprised: "Although it sucks!"
Not bad. Fengyun Wuji runs in the meridians formed by consciousness, and the formula of positive and absorption is generally the same.
The way of the devil, changing and indifferent, although it is a phantom, it can kill people.
Fengzun didn't expect that Fengyun Wuji was still pregnant with a set of demons. I was caught off guard. Feng Zun's mind quickly dissipated, and soon, Feng Zun felt the sharp loss of spiritual energy.
"You. What the hell did you do to me?!" Feng Zun shouted in horror, and in his perception, it was still turbid.
Fengyun Wuji ignored it at all, but kept using the more and more skilled "sucking method" to constantly extract the spiritual energy of Feng Zundi.
The feeling of akuma's vinegar surged into his heart. Feng Zun knew that he would definitely die if he was not stopped, but he felt that he could not concentrate his will to stop it. This strange and contradictory state made Fengzun afraid.
"How could it be like this? How could he be so strong? Why? Why!!! ...I was about to take him down, and I actually...!" Jiang is unwilling in Fengzun's heart.
A wave of spiritual energy immersed in Fengyun Wuji's mind like a whale, and then was quickly sealed in the sea of consciousness by Fengyun Wuji one by one - his own consciousness energy is too powerful. These conscious energies are absorbed once unsealed. The body can't withstand this kind of conscious energy, and the result is violent death.
Boom!
Feng Zun's body was shaken, and dozens of feet of body began to crack. A wisp of white light burst out of the crack...
"How could it be like this? How could it be like this?!!" The consciousness is getting more and more blurred. Feng Zun can't believe that such a thing as failure will happen to him!!!
Touch!
Feng Zun's body is torn apart. A streamer burst out of him, and each streamer fell to the ground. He turned into an elder of the wind clan...
"Sword God. Please stop!"
"Sword God. Please stop for the time being. Feng Zun can't be killed"
......
An anxious voices came from the mouths of the elders of the Feng clan.
"Why can't you kill!" The old monk sat on the ground and suddenly burst out. He grabbed the neck of the restored prototype of the wind, but his face turned to the elders of the thousand wind clan.
"It's hard to say a word, and I also ask the sword god to spare Feng Zun's life for the time being, the reason. Let the old man come one by one!" An elder of the Feng clan, who seemed to have a lot of status, said anxiously, but Fengyun Wuji looked at him but didn't seem to lie!
Fengyun Wuji swept Fengzun with a miserable face and snorted coldly. Then throw it. He rubbed him on the ground and stepped on his left foot. He stepped on his chest. The fifth sword of his right hand was directly against his throat.
"It's better to give me a reason to understand," Fengyun Wuji stared coldly at the elder of the Feng clan and said...