Volume 8 Across the World

Chapter 1049: The Line of Victory and Defeat

Looking at the golden pill in his palm, the white-robed man's eyes flashed with pity, but he still opened his mouth and swallowed it.

After a few breaths, the black clothes who were killing those mutated soul bodies suddenly felt that a crisis was staring at him tightly, and he was shocked, and hurriedly looked forward, only to see that the eyes of the white-robed man had become scarlet, and his face was hideous, like a wild beast.

This person's aura suddenly skyrocketed a lot!

The violence in the eyes of the white-robed man was undisguised, this golden elixir could suppress any injury, and the strength would increase by three percent, but it was a pity that the time of effectiveness was only the time of a pillar of incense, and the injury would be multiplied afterwards.

One pillar of incense was enough time for him to kill this person several times!

As for the toxin, it will definitely multiply, and he can't care too much about it now, after killing this person, he is confident that the toxin will be removed.

With the flip of the right hand, a cyan hexagonal short mace appeared in the hand, the light flashed in his eyes, the right hand was raised, and a burst of "woo" broke the air piercingly, the cyan light flashed in the air, and it flew above the bubble in an instant, and smashed it directly viciously, the speed was unbelievable.

The black clothes vaguely felt that something was wrong, and the spiritual power frantically injected into the Yu Xuanzhu, and the huge bubble actually emitted a dazzling black light, and the green and black light were intertwined, "Bang!"

A loud bang echoed through the valley.

The huge bubble burst directly under the flickering, the black cloth's heart tightened, his mouth was full of bitterness, and the fish Xuanzhu was torn apart, and it was shattered by a blow!

Without the bubble barrier, those souls swarmed up, and the rolling blood mist drowned the black clothes in the blink of an eye.

"Ho ho, the old man's soul lice have been hungry for a long time...... the old man in the white robe showed a hideous face, his right hand flipped over, and a cyan short mace appeared in the palm of his hand out of thin air, and then with a flick of his wrist, cyan lightning shot out again.

The black clothes were wrapped in those blood mist, and his right hand continuously urged the sunset bow, and those soul bodies turned into green smoke before they got close, and suddenly a blue light flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he didn't have time to dodge at all, the fierce killing intent was already in his body, he roared, clenched his fist with his right hand, and directly met it.

"Boom!"

The surrounding blood mist rolled upside down, and countless soul bodies directly turned into nothingness, and the white-robed man not far away shrank his pupils, and couldn't help but exclaim, "You are a body cultivator!?"

With an exclamation, the cyan short mace flew rapidly into the air, and the black cloth withdrew his right fist, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the eyes of the white-robed man have been very different, the so-called physical cultivation definitely does not exist, he should wear a treasure to protect his body in his palm, and it is an extremely rare best defensive magic weapon.

Most of the cultivators are the ancestors of various sects, and the cultivation resources are taken and demanded, but they are similar to the best magic weapons, especially the defensive magic weapons, and they can't get their wishes if they want to get them, and this person suddenly took a fancy to the treasures in black.

"There are too many surprises for the old man, rest assured, the old man will be reluctant to let you go to reincarnation in a hundred years. The white-robed man said substantially, and at the same time his right hand was a little in the air, and the cyan short wedge that had been smashed into the air flashed again, and it dipped and turned in mid-air, and the green mangs bloomed, and they swelled violently, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into a behemoth more than ten zhang long!

As the man said something, the giant gong trembled slightly, bringing a "buzzing" sound, and when it fell head-on, the blood mist around it rolled upside down.

The black cloth was very strange in his heart, feeling that the person in front of him was not only exhausted of toxins, but also his breath was better than before, and when he faced it again, he felt very difficult.

Seeing the giant gong falling, he did not choose to take it hard, but swiped it in front of him with one hand, and a colored crack suddenly appeared, he did not hesitate, raised his foot and stepped in, and the crack disappeared with the black figure.

With a loud "boom", a huge pit appeared on the ground, and the black clothes had already stepped out a few feet away, and the pupils of the white-robed man on the side shrank again, and he exclaimed: "Space supernatural powers!"

The black clothes didn't pay attention to it at all, feeling that this person was really a little weird, and with a slight urge in his heart, the eight magic rulers floated in mid-air with a flash, and with the black fog surrounding, eight strange-shaped monsters appeared out of thin air, each roared, shook his head and tail, and rushed downward, and his right hand continued to pop out, and the fire arrows in the sky quickly completely submerged the person.

"Haha, there are a lot of secrets of Taoist friends, no wonder Yu'er is obsessed with you, and the old man is becoming more and more interested in you......" With the laughter, the white-robed man's hands were raised, and the entire space suddenly quieted down, the eight-headed demon beast dissipated out of thin air, and the fire arrows in the sky seemed to be engraved in the painting, but they were still moving, and the entangled three-color ring and those puppets also seemed to have been immobilized spells.

The black cloth was taken aback, his body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, how could the spatial confinement that this person was exerting now was much stronger than before!

He struggled as hard as he could, and the "Nine Transformations Creation Sutra" was running to the extreme, but he could only slowly raise his hand.

"Haha...... How can the majesty of the power of the gods allow a junior like you to provoke?" The white-robed man's face turned pale, his right hand was a little forward, and the cyan short mace changed back to the appearance of the ruler again, but the speed was extremely fast, and the blue light flashed, and it smashed the back of the black cloth.

With a "bang", the black figure staggered and flew out.

Under this absolute spatial confinement, he can only be beaten passively.

"Huh!" The white-robed man was a little surprised, he didn't plan to leave the other party's body, as long as he grabbed the Yuan Ying body, everything was under control, but he didn't expect that Qinggong's blow didn't smash the body.

He frowned, his right hand was a little again, and with a muffled "bang", the black figure rolled and flew up again, and he couldn't see anything at all, and the time limit for spatial confinement had finally arrived.

The black cloth took a deep breath, and hit it twice in a row, if it weren't for the strength of his own flesh, he would have already turned into a ball of meat sauce, and the power of the god was really not comparable to the Yuanying Monk, just by exerting spatial confinement, he would have restrained himself.

Fortunately, this kind of spell is cast, and the consumption of spiritual power is also very great, and the black clothes did not hesitate to sacrifice the Immortal Devouring Shield, the jet-black shield shook in front of him, the black light dissipated, and the Immortal Devouring Shield had turned into a jet-black armor, protecting the vital points of the whole body, and the huge mouth opened and closed strangely in front of his chest.

And the right hand flicked again, and the fire arrows roared away, and at the same time, the heart moved slightly, and a small puppet that was imperceptible quietly sank into the ground from under his feet.

If you want to find an opportunity, you still need to rely on this three-eyed fat man.

Yao Ze and Xuanyuan Mingxuan were walking towards the square in front of the main hall with the two maids, and the black clothes were in a bitter battle, he was naturally clear, but this was Shintoism, and he couldn't act rashly at all, although he was anxious in his heart, he was still talking and laughing with Xuanyuan Mingxuan on the surface.

There were already a lot of monks gathered in the square, Yao Ze glanced at it casually, and secretly smacked his tongue, the monks who came were uneven, but all of them were the people in charge of the mainland, and the influence of Shinto could be seen.

For the two big monks in front of him, the heads of those small sects all felt a little embarrassed, but some big people from the big sects came over to greet the two of them, Yao Ze was not arrogant, and treated everyone with a smile.

It will take some time for the ceremony to be held, Yao Ze looked at it casually, Changsun An and Gongsun Xiaojian did not appear, and there was no trace of Dongfang Ba, he was even more anxious, if the time came, Dongfang Yu had not yet appeared, someone would definitely go to investigate, and the situation in black clothes would be even more dangerous.

At this time, the black clothes also understood this, but the power of the god in front of him was not so easy to deal with, the "boom" was endless, and the sunset bow was not small, but it could not pierce this person's defense at all, and the rest of the three-color rings and wands and the like were obviously not a threat to this person.

But what he didn't know was that this god power was more anxious than him in his heart, and he consumed that golden essence pill, thinking that he would easily take it, but the other party's body was like an iron blow, hitting it several times, just rolling a few times, and there was nothing at all.

The potency of Jin Jingdan is only the time of a pillar of incense!

If you can't take a pillar of incense in time, it's yourself who runs away!

As a god power, these are simply unimaginable, the white-robed man was furious, his hands were stretched out again, and he did not hesitate to spend the essence and confine the space!

The black man only felt that his body was in the quagmire again, but he did not panic, the Immortal Devouring Shield had already been sacrificed, and the defense was more secure, but this time the white-robed man did not sacrifice the cyan short sword again, but beckoned with his right hand, and the black man only felt that the figure involuntarily floated forward, and the horror on his face could not be concealed at all.

No matter how strong your body is, the defense of such a place as your eyes is always weak, and if this person targets her eyes, you really can't do anything.

Just as he was worried, the white-robed man was in a hurry, and he did not hesitate to spend his essence to exert space confinement, just to start with the black-clothed facial features!

No matter how powerful the defensive treasures are, they can't block these places.

I saw him smiling with a cruel smile, in stark contrast to the panic on the face of the black cloth, his eyes were extremely red, the breathing in his mouth and nose was unconsciously heavy, his left hand grabbed the arm of the black cloth, and the cyan short mace in his right hand had turned into a green blade more than a foot long, and under the flickering cold light, he stabbed the right eye of the black cloth viciously.

This is the moment you have been waiting for!

With a cold snort, the "God of Killing" that had been brewing for a long time was sent out with all its might, as if an invisible iron pestle was poking fiercely into the opponent's sea of knowledge!

This moment is exactly the sneak attack method that Yao Ze thought of when he was greeting people in the square, let the other party hit, paralyze the other party, only by finding a way to get close to this person, this kind of damage will be effective, after all, he is facing a god power.

The closer the "Poke God" is cast, the more defenseless the opponent is, and the more powerful it becomes! The white-robed man screamed, almost falling headlong, and the spatial confinement naturally disappeared.

However, this person has been practicing for more than a thousand years, and has experienced countless times in life and death, and while his body staggered, the Qingfeng sword transformed by the short mace shot forward, and a dark red scale armor appeared out of thin air in front of him, and the red light was in full bloom, covering his body, and he himself took the opportunity to retreat backwards quickly.

This person has extremely rich combat experience, and he reacted like this at the moment of being plotted, but unfortunately today he met an incomprehensible Yuan Infant Monk.