Chapter 389: Kill separately

Even if he didn't see the smile on Shen Chong's face, Xue Lei felt a little bad. He practiced the heart of kendo, reached the realm of sword meaning, and was more sensitive to danger. Although most of the thick fog around him had dissipated, he suddenly felt a burst of panic. The fog around him changed, and a trace of murder emerged. Come on.

Xue Lei's swordsmanship has reached the state of receiving and receiving freely. As soon as the Moyu sword turned, it has folded and rushed out.

"No, quit quickly!" The snow and rain also found something wrong and shouted

The feeling from the fog wind chimes was very strange. The spirit seemed to be a little afraid. Unexpectedly, it could not restrain the changed fog, but began to shrink its vitality and protected itself first. Something must have happened in the fog, and the snowstorm hurriedly warned.

But it was too late, and the surrounding fog suddenly increased, flashing colorful colors. These colorful fog can no longer be absorbed by the fog wind chimes, and the fog color also has the poisonous gas of rotten bones and ecstasy, which greatly restrains the power of the fog wind chimes.

Snow Thunder manipulated the Moyu Sword, and the speed of flight escape was extremely fast, but it did not escape the package of colorful fog. Before Shen Chong appeared, he had made a lot of arrangements to melt the colorful miasma into the small fog and integrate with the nearby grass and trees, otherwise it would not be so easy to be detected by the snow thunder.

The colorful fog flashed and spread in an instant. In the same room, there are seven fogs flashing in the ten miles of the wilderness, and all the fog has been connected. Although the snow thunder is united, it only escaped three or four miles, and is swallowed up by the colorful fog, like an ink dragon entering the sea, and there is no sound.

"Daw" Xue Yu scolded angrily. She didn't figure out the strangeness in the color fog. She didn't dare to step on it easily. The void moved, and a few flashes also fled out. She was on the edge of the color fog. Relying on the suppression of the fog and wind chimes, the colorful miasma did not trap her.

After the colorful fog came out, the snow rain turned around and sacrificed the fog wind chime again, shook it more quickly, gathered countless magic weapons, and bombarded the colorful fog.

But these magic weapons can no longer absorb the color fog. After entering, there is no sound in an instant, and the connection with the snow rain has been broken, and the colorful miasma has no effect at all. After swallowing the snow thunder, it began to contract and digest it with all its strength.

The colorful miasma is also a medium-grade magic weapon. Naturally, it is not comparable to the blinding method of small fog. Although the fog wind chime is the first magic weapon of the fog system, if you want to break the miasma in a short time, I'm afraid you can only have a way to blow yourself.

If this fog wind chime is not his own magic weapon, Xue Yu is really likely to save his brother, but after a moment of hesitation, Shen Chong will no longer give her this opportunity.

With a clear roar, the colorful clouds condensed to the size of hundreds of feet. The glow was mapped, really like an auspicious cloud. Shen Chong stood in the clouds, and the killing machine suddenly appeared in his eyes. With a palm of the sky, he rushed down with his body. The thunder charm rolled in the palm of his hand. At the same time, the seal of heaven and earth has also been sacrificed, rising in the wind and fell with the palm wind.

Looking at the big blue mark like a hill above his head, Xue Yu's face is a little blue. The opponent's cultivation, skills and magic weapons must be above himself. If he exerts the skill of joint attack with his brother, there may be a few chances to win, but now, I'm afraid he can only work hard.

As soon as the snow rain gritted its teeth, a black flame rose all over its body, and the fog wind chimes suddenly shook. A trace of cold appeared all over the body, converging countless small ice crystals, and at the same time, a torrential river spread under his feet.

"The water swings the sky, and the clouds fall."

The cold sound of snow and rain echoes in the void, the heaven and the earth seem to have turned over, the sun, moon and stars have disappeared, and the earth no longer exists.

Water, fog, ice, the three states of water, gushing out with the wind, sweeping the sky, and the boundless water spread out. The bottom is water, the middle is ice, and the top is fog, turning the whole space into a water mist cave.

Shen Chong seemed to be on the sea covered with ice and snow, surrounded by cold water. Even the natural and earth began to repel him, and his mana was suppressed.

"What a powerful magic power, comparable to the great magic power of Genesis." Shen Chong couldn't help but be shocked.

The water is turbulent for nine nights. This is the peerless magic power that snow and rain consumes the source of the soul, and the power is naturally amazing.

In terms of cultivation alone, Xue Yu is still on top of his brother Xue Lei. He is a pure water-based Taoist stove. Although there are only five turns of the soul, with the help of divine power, the virtual field is close to solid. Even if it is not as strong as the real field, it is not far away.

Although he can barely take action, under the suppression of magic power, Shen Chong's strength is already one, and Xueyu's mana is suddenly several times stronger in this ice and snow world. After the rise, the realm of the two has been opened, and there seems to be no suspense about winning or losing.

Xue Yujiao shouted and hit more than a hundred palms in a row. Each palm was a gathering of ice and snow vitality, which was comparable to the strong man at the peak of the six turns of the divine soul.

But the strange thing is that in the face of this devastating power, Shen Chong was motionless, and the corners of his mouth were still a faint sneer.

When the overwhelming ice and snow vitality hit the place three feet in front of Shen Chong, he suddenly disappeared invisibly, like a cold wind blowing, only lifting the corners of Shen Chong's clothes.

Xueyu's face on the opposite side suddenly turned pale, and her eyes were also shocked. She was frightened to find that all her strength had disappeared, and the mana began to dissipate. There was a cold in her chest, and then severe pain came out. The severe pain quickly spread, not only taking away her strength, but also taking away her vitality. .

Looking down, an inch-long halberd tip came out of Xueyu's chest. Suddenly, the tip of the halberd shrank and drew a strange arc behind her, standing on the side of Shen Chong. It was the demon-killing halberd, which was three feet long and thicker than the adult arm.

It was not until the halberd was taken back that the blood on Xueyu's body splashed out, and her heart was punctured. The body had no vitality. She tried to escape the soul, but how could Shen Chong still give her this opportunity? With a punch, with the glory of the heavens and the flashing golden light, she had enveloped the soul of Xueyu in.

Without the support of the body, the magic power of the water and energy naturally collapses, and how can the body of the soul alone take the fist of glory?

With just one punch, the soul of Xueyu has collapsed, and more than 7,000 sources have been introduced into the throne of the gods. The sacrificial materials in these four treasures of the heavens are complete, and what is missing is the law contained in the source of the soul or the magic weapon essence.

With the origin of more than 7,000 divine souls, the body shape of Shen Chong's first magic weapon immediately exploded, the vitality rotated, and the power of the law has become full.

"seven stars, run the throne of the gods with all your strength, promotion!"

Boom!

The thrones of the gods dozens of feet high are like hills, constantly rotating in the precious light, shrinking their bodies, and being quenched under the impact of a large number of soul sources.

After a while, the throne of the gods reached its own limit. The body shape and a qualitative leap have been made. Although it is less than a foot in size, the precious light is majestic and the strong vitality are compressed again, faintly revealing the whispers of the gods. This magic weapon has been promoted to the best magic weapon, and the seven stars have also reached the realm of the second turn of the soul. Boundary.

Taking the throne of the gods back into the sea of gas, Shen Chong's power increased again. Although the realm has not been improved, the limit of mana has nearly doubled, and even the origin of the soul has increased by more than a thousand.

Now the origin of Shen Chong's soul has reached 1,400. Although it has not recovered to its heyday, it is enough to laugh at the monks of the same level.

As for the fog and wind chimes of the snow and rain, Shen Chong did not let go. Although the utensils inside resisted desperately, there was no power to counterattack under the suppression of the seal of heaven and earth. After Shen Chong killed Xueyu, he waved his hand and completely imprisoned this magic weapon. Although it is a medium magic weapon, Shen Chong was not very interested in it. After the colorful miasma, the fog wind chime can no longer show any power. Perhaps extracting the magic weapon essence can also promote a mysterious treasure of the heavens to the best.

After cleaning the external battlefield, Shen Chong turned his eyes to the colorful fog for several miles.

"Okay, solve one, and the remaining one will be easy." Shen Chong's hands were divided, and the colorful fog had opened a passage, and his body had drilled in.

The colorful fan Li miasma has been refined by Shen Chong, and the spirits inside have also been cleaned up and obediently. After controlling the fog, Shen Chong naturally went in and out freely.

Although he was trapped in the colorful miasma, even if there was a real protection, he could not resist the terrible poisonous miasma and could not hold on for a few days, but Shen Chong was not at ease, and he did not want to waste the source and body of Xue Lei's soul like this. He simply entered the miasma and completely killed it with his own hands.