Chapter 809 - Do You Want to Run?

Han Xiao gritted his teeth and puffed up, digging straight down more than three zhang deep, the wind slowly weakened, and Han Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Han Xiao was so tired that his hands and feet were weak, and he realized that the ground of this revenant soul tower was as hard as iron, and it was extremely cold, and hiding in it was like hiding in an ice cellar.

Before he could catch his breath, the Yin Wind of Death above his head became more and more violent, sucking in all the black mist in the distance and rolling it back through the hole.

I saw that those ethereal black mist seemed to have formed an entity, entwined layer by layer, and they were actually trying to seal Han Xiao in the cave. The most terrifying thing is that they also burrow from their mouths into their throats, and countless negative, negative, and evil thoughts continue to invade his mind, as if they want to destroy his divine consciousness.

Han Xiao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly urged the evil dragon to burn the sky, and the red light flashed around his body, igniting a raging flame, desperately resisting the invasion of those black mists.

This trick really worked, and the black mist was really afraid of the fire of the evil dragon, and they all flinched, rushed out of the hole, and were instantly sucked back by the howling wind. At this time, I saw that a black tornado was formed above Han Xiao's head, which refused to dissipate for a long time, and sealed Han Xiao in the hole.

Han Xiao was urging the Evil Dragon Fire to resist those terrifying mist while thinking about how he should break out of the formation.

has been trapped here, and it is impossible to get close to the Tower of Revenant Souls in the center of Tallinn, and naturally it is impossible to complete the mission of the Netherworld City Lord. Besides, the longer they delay here, it is very likely that Yu Caiwei and the others have been completely eroded by the evil aura here.

"We can't afford to delay any longer!"

Han Xiao was so anxious that he finally turned his heart sideways, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he listened to "Zheng......!"

A series of neat sword roars sounded, one phantom sword after another flew out of the Burning Sky Wheel, and for a while, seventy-two phantom swords, all of them rose into the sky, and on the blades, there was still a dark red light, obviously with a trace of evil dragon fire.

"Phantom Sword Explosion!" Han Xiao roared, using the power of his super divine sense, he controlled the Phantom Sword in the Yin Wind of Death, bombarding wildly, wanting to use the destructive power of the Phantom Sword Explosion to weaken the rotational speed of the storm.

When the whirlwind slows down, its power will naturally be greatly weakened.

However, this method has a very risky place, that is, if it is not successful, all the seventy-two phantom swords that Han Xiao has worked so hard to refine will not be destroyed.

However, in order to get out of trouble, Han Xiao couldn't care so much, the phantom sword could be reforged if it was destroyed, but time waited for no one, he didn't want to wait for him to return, Yu Caiwei and they had already turned into cold corpses.

"Explode me!"

Han Xiao had to tighten his teeth and cast the Phantom Sword Blast, which was not a very large consumption of his Yuan Power, but it was a great test for his divine sense.

This is like him using the power of his divine sense, forcibly carrying the tearing power of the Death Yin Wind, and controlling the seventy-two Phantom Swords to attack again and again in the Death Yin Wind, and every time he regains control of the trajectory of the Phantom Sword, it is a huge impact on his spiritual sea.

Once!

Twice!

Three times!

……

I don't know how long it took, Han Xiao's mind was like pressing a 10,000-pound boulder, making him start to feel dizzy, a bloodshot spilled out from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned pale, as if he was on the verge of collapse at any time.

Seeing that the howling wind was still raging, Han Xiao reluctantly stood in the hole in the ground, and looked up, in the black whirlwind, there were dozens of red lights shuttling and rotating, rushing left and right, sometimes chaotic and disorderly, turning with the wind, sometimes forming a sword array, and slamming towards the eye of the wind.

Boom! Boom!

Again and again, those flying swords seemed to be about to break free from the shackles of the whirlwind and shoot out of the outside world, but the wind speed was too fast, and they were rolled back again and again.

Just when Han Xiao was about to despair, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the speed of the death wind above his head suddenly eased a lot. His own strategy finally took effect, and the furious offensive of the seventy-two phantom swords finally completely disrupted the cold whirlwind!

I saw a flash of cold light, and seventy-two flying swords had already shot back with a "whoosh, whoosh...... and a "zheng" sound, and all of them were inserted under his feet.

"Well done!"

Han Xiao was ecstatic in his heart, and immediately jumped up, and actually returned directly to the hurricane again.

This time, the speed of the Death Yin Wind was greatly weakened, and Han Xiao naturally would not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he raised the Burning Silence high, and a sword slashed out, and the sword qi split the whirlwind in the air into two halves, taking advantage of this gap, he immediately jumped and shuttled out of the whirlwind.

The devastating Yin Wind Gust has finally broken through!

At this moment, I saw a black shadow fleeing to the west in a hurry, Han Xiao furrowed his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Sure enough, you are a ghost, and you still want to run away after pretending to be forced to dream!"

That black shadow was naturally the dark blood sent by the dark soul general of the Dark Dragon Clan.

Han Xiao also understood now, since this guy was the leader of the Revenant Array, then all the magic array mechanisms were controlled by him, and he was too light on the enemy before, and let the dark blood go, which caused him to fall into such a stalemate.

This time, Han Xiao will never be merciful again!

Sou!

Han Xiao's figure shot out, like a flash of lightning, chasing the dark blood tightly and rushing out.

The dark blood was locked by Han Xiao's divine sense, and he only felt that it was like a thorn in his back, and hurriedly manipulated the mist to hide his figure, but unfortunately, he still underestimated Han Xiao's tracking ability too much.

Han Xiao once learned the "Chase and Kill Curse" in "Seven Killing Curses of Gods and Ghosts", although the grade of this Dao technique is not high, but in this kind of short-distance tracking, it is definitely a top-level Dao technique, plus Han Xiao's divine sense power is far beyond ordinary people, even if the dark blood escapes one step first, and uses the gloomy fog in the Revenant Soul Tallinn as a cover, it can't escape Han Xiao's pursuit at all.

Han Xiao's eyes flashed with cold killing intent, especially after seeing the terrifying Yin Wind of Death, Han Xiao was even more determined to kill the dark blood.

Of course, this would completely offend the Dark Soul General of the Dark Dragon Sect, but in order to pass this trial, Han Xiao had no choice.

Otherwise, God knows what kind of terrible magic circle the dark blood will urge to deal with itself.

Feeling that the distance between Han Xiao and himself was getting closer and closer, cold sweat broke out on the dark blood brain. Although his cultivation realm far surpassed Han Xiao, he was suppressed by the evil dragon aura on Han Xiao's body.

Moreover, his most powerful Yin Qi attack method was almost completely ineffective against Han Xiao, so he would adopt the Ice Condensing Array and the Yin Wind Array, wanting to trap Han Xiao and drain his Yuan Force, and then take advantage of his weakness to abolish his Qi Sea, which completed the task given to him by the Dark Soul.

However, he underestimated Han Xiao's hole cards too much, it was the Evil King Shield, and it was the seventy-two Phantom Sword, and now he actually used a tracking technique that locked the divine soul, so that he had nothing to hide, and he couldn't concentrate on controlling the magic circle at all.

"This monster!" Darkblood couldn't help but regret a little, and before he could finish speaking, a scorching wind blew above his head.

Han Xiao, it's already killed!

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