No one could have imagined that in such a refreshing situation, Zhuo Yifan would not be afraid of death and would attack An Chen.
You know, An Chen is surrounded by experts, as many as a hundred.
Zhuo Yifan was seriously injured in the previous raid, and if he went there again this time, he would simply die.
Buzz!
The Soul-Eating Demonic Sword flew in the air, and suddenly erupted with violent spiritual magic sounds, like a jet plane flying by, and the sound waves turned into a torrent.
The experts along the way were stunned, their faces changed drastically, and they covered their heads.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zhuo Yifan's mouth, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This is my master's soul self-destruction. Even if I can't kill you, I still want to give you some color."
The reason why the Soul-Eating Demonic Sword can unleash such a powerful psychic attack power is inseparable from Zhuo Yifan's desperate attitude.
A desperate source master is definitely the most terrifying existence in the world.
The monks along the way were like scarecrows, leaning to both sides.
There was blood flowing from their mouths and noses, and they looked very embarrassed.
boom!
Suddenly, the Soul-Eating Demonic Sword exploded as it approached Dark Morning.
In an instant, countless fragments, carrying the power of the soul and soul, exploded crazily in all directions.
That situation was similar to the principle of a grenade explosion, but the power was increased by countless times.
Zhuo Yifan spurted blood from his mouth and laughed.
An Chen was the first to bear the brunt, his body erupted with a heartbreaking rattling sound, and was already surrounded by countless fragments and runes.
The surrounding Mahayana masters were like illusory shadows, disappearing into nothingness in a flash.
The power of this blow is no less powerful than the Dark Magic Cannon.
It's a pity that they didn't have Zhuo Yifan's resistance. Under such a terrible attack, they had no choice but to die unjustly.
In fact, they were a little unjust. First, their consciousness was destroyed by the concussion explosion of the magic sound in the soul. They were in a state of ignorance and had not mobilized their own strength to defend themselves.
Although Zhuo Yifan lost a distraction again, there is a soul condensing pool. As long as the main source of consciousness is not lost, he can make up for it infinitely, and all he consumes is the holy water of the underworld.
As for the damage to the body, there is endless blood to replenish and repair it.
It seemed extremely miserable, but it recovered in an instant.
Yin Dang was furious, his body flashed like a brilliant silver galaxy, chasing him.
Whoosh!
With a sword in the air, the sword energy exploded like fireworks. It was only the size of a finger at first, but when it rushed in front of Zhuo Yifan, it suddenly expanded to three meters in diameter, like a giant beast in the starry sky, trying to devour him.
Zhuo Yifan stamped his feet violently, and his whole body melted into the ground instantly like running water.
boom!
Where Zhuo Yifan was standing just now, a huge deep pit was blasted open by the terrifying sword energy shock wave.
But in the deep pit, Zhuo Yifan was not there.
At this moment, his body was under the earth, like a part of the earth, and he was quickly heading towards where An Chen was.
After such a long period of enlightenment simulation, the devil's heart finally cracked the structure of the ancient source stone, allowing Zhuo Yifan to successfully simulate it at the critical moment, directly integrating with the earth, and truly achieving the ability to drill into the earth that can only be achieved by the outside world.
However, under the influence of the power of his mind, Zhuo Yifan stopped moving forward and was shocked.
An Chen is not dead!
How is this possible?
Under such a violent attack just now, even Dongfang Liang was expected to be injured, but An Chen was only seriously injured but did not die. This was really beyond Zhuo Yifan's expectation.
He had long noticed that the staff in An Chen's hand was very unusual. It was visually estimated that it was a super magic weapon from the upper world.
He was thinking about how to grab it immediately when the light went out in the morning.
But now, An Chen emerged from the smoke, covered in blood, like a madman.
But he was really not dead. He roared to himself: "Ivan, you bastard, I will cut you into pieces."
Zhuo Yifan muttered: "This bastard must have something to save his life. People from big families are different!"
His guess was indeed correct. An Chen had just sacrificed a secret treasure given by his family to save his life.
However, this family secret treasure was destroyed because of this, which made An Chen extremely distressed.
You must know that although there are many magic treasures, not many can be used in the secret realm.
Even the eight major families have not collected much over the years. An Chen was able to get one only because he was the third heir, otherwise no matter how great his achievements were, there would be no hope.
At this moment, his personal armor was completely scrapped, resulting in dense wounds on his body, which were dripping with blood and looked scary.
This wave of attacks directly caused dozens of masters to be shattered to pieces.
At this moment, An Chen was surrounded by experts. The long cold iron arrows formed an arrow array, completely surrounding him.
Yindang looked at the hole in surprise and frowned.
The sword light in his eyes was extremely active at the moment, as if it was about to turn into a real flying sword and fly out to hurt people, shooting across the ground, sensing Zhuo Yifan's aura.
But at this moment, Zhuo Yifan had penetrated into the earth, and the change of aura on his body was exactly the same as that of the entire hall. Even in front of Yin Dang, if he didn't use his eyes, he would never have thought it was Zhuo Yifan.
An Chen continued to recite the spell tremblingly.
The statue suddenly shook.
Runes began to appear on the huge statue.
Zhuo Yifan was shocked, is the Killing Saint about to be resurrected?
This rune seems to be condensed with murderous intent. It is so terrifying that people dare not look directly at it.
The huge statue started from the arms, gradually lit up, and then spread to the chest and other parts.
Every time a rune lights up, his aura becomes more terrifying.
It was originally just a statue, but now it gives people the feeling that some ancient behemoth is waking up from its slumber, and its murderous intent is getting more and more terrifying.
An Chen burst out laughing: "Ivan, you've wasted your efforts. It's too late now. The Killing Saint is about to be resurrected. You will be the first to die."
Zhuo Yifan sent a message: "Anchen, you are too naive. Killing the Holy Lord is the only way to enter the Tao. You only have the word "kill" in your eyes. When you appear in front of him, the first person he wants to kill is you. What are you doing?
Playing with fire."
An Chen and others were shocked and listened carefully, but they were unable to determine Zhuo Yifan's location.
An Chen sneered and said: "No matter where you hide, once the Killing Saint wakes up, the area covered by his murderous intent will be his battle barrier, and you have nowhere to hide."
Zhuo Yifan was shocked. The murderous aura of the Killing Saint was something that the devil's heart was unwilling to comprehend. He and he were unable to imitate it.
In other words, if the Slaughter Saint King really wakes up, he will definitely look for his hiding place.
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved, and he quietly moved to the stone pillar closest to the Slaughter Saint Lord. He slowly emerged and began to snatch blood.
The resurrection of this guy requires a lot of blood energy. If the blood energy is not enough, it will definitely cause adverse effects and even make it impossible to survive.