Shan Ling Tian Bow, wood type soul weapon, ranked among the top 100 in the Haoyue Empire's list of soul weapons.
The bow is dark purple in color, and the material is as warm and moist as jade, refreshing. It is made from a core of thousand-year-old fir wood. The string is full of elasticity and is made by finely smelting the sinews of a dragon with spiritual fire.
A trace of cyan aura lingered on Muhao's fingers, and under the control of his mind, it was slowly fed into the bow.
Lin Zixuan's eyes narrowed, and three green arrows appeared out of thin air on the bow string, exuding a terrifying aura and extremely sharp.
Mu Hao gently pulled the bowstring, and the arrows shot out like thunderbolts, intertwined with each other, and then spread out in three directions: left, center, and right, leaving a dazzling blue light shadow in the air.
"As soon as this arrow is shot, you will either die or be injured!" Jin Huang looked at the shadow of the arrow and at the same time looked at Mu Hao. He saw that his face was pale and he was panting. He must have paid a huge price when he pressed the bow string.
"The cedar heavenly bow, driven by the element of wood, can manifest nine arrows. The arrows will not be missed, and they will be pursued endlessly. When the nine arrows are shot out together, they will have the effect of destroying the heaven and the earth. But unfortunately, with my help
The attainment of the wood element can only manifest three branches." Mu Hao sighed.
But soon his eyes showed a faint light, and his expression showed a touch of determination.
"But it's enough to kill him."
The black wings vibrated, whipping up gusts of wind, which caused Lin Zixuan's speed to increase to an incredible level. At the same time, he moved his finger forward slightly, and an oval vortex about ten feet high appeared in the void. He stepped forward
, stepped into it and disappeared, but when the vortex was about to close, three arrows swept in together like three rainbows.
"Damn it! Gate of the Void - the art of escape. Could it be that he is a space cultivator?!" Mu Hao stared at the sky, his heart undulating violently like a turbulent wave.
Jin Huang's body trembled slightly, like five thunders hitting his head, and his mind was buzzing. The terrifying level of the space soul monk was even more troublesome than that of the blood soul realm, because he could strike sharply from any position, catch him by surprise, and escape at lightning speed.
Space is everywhere, and no one can interfere with it. Unless he has powerful means to confine space, he will be lawless on the battlefield and feel like he is in an uninhabited land.
The cyan arrow is condensed from the wood element and has extremely strong recovery power. Even if it is strangled by the power of the void, it can quickly reunite.
"You all have to pay the price." Lin Zixuan's figure stopped in mid-air, looking coldly at the three arrows rushing towards him, and spoke hoarsely, completely different from before, as if he was speaking to another person.
The ferocious demonic patterns on Lin Zixuan's face began to squirm, and a leather bag the size of an insect protruded from his body, like a foreign object with a sense of life, walking under the skin, which was extremely terrifying.
And in Lin Zixuan's hand, another demonic sword shadow appeared, and a strange black mist shrouded it, making it even more mysterious and terrifying.
And the moment the Dark Demon appeared, his aura was also rising continuously, reaching the sixth level of the Blood Spirit Realm and the seventh level of the Blood Spirit Realm!!
Lin Zixuan turned his wrist slightly, and the dark demon swung out several sharp sword energy to meet three arrows.
"Clang clang clang!"
The crisp sound of gold and iron colliding sounded, ripples spread out like ripples, and at the same time, a thick gray mist was born.
"Disperse!"
Lin Zixuan pointed, and the gray mist dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. The three arrows froze in the air, unable to move. At the same time, the glowing green light became dim, and the spiritual energy fluctuations became weak.
If you observe carefully, you can vaguely see that the green light arrows are wrapped with black threads. They are wrapped tighter and tighter. Every time they shrink, the arrows will tremble slightly, then shrink by more than half, turn into energy light spots, and flow into the black threads.
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Within a few breaths, the green light arrow completely disappeared and turned into nothingness.
"Jie Jie, hee hee, hehe, haha!" A cold smile appeared on the corner of Lin Zixuan's mouth. The laughter was very strange, mixing several sounds, like many people making noises at the same time.
He pointed a finger, and many black hairs grew in the air, flying in the night. Then, the void in front of him became distorted, and a huge suction force suddenly appeared. The black hairs extended crazily, and since then, the vortex formed has shuttled through
Pass.
The night was so dark that one couldn't see anything, which was terrifying. There were constant fighting on the battlefield. Every soldier was fighting towards the other with red eyes, not even noticing this scene.
In the distance, Jin Huang walked towards Mu Hao with a smile on his face and said, "Brother Mu has extraordinary strength. What he saw today made Jin amazed."
Mu Hao shook his head. He felt uneasy, like an ominous premonition or the thick dark clouds that lingered on a gloomy day.
"Brother Jin, this matter shouldn't be as simple as we thought." Mu Hao looked flustered and his voice was timid.
"The arrows condensed by the Shanling Heavenly Bow can pose a threat to the strong ones in the Blood Soul Realm, let alone a young boy at the fifth level of the Blood Spirit Realm?" Jin Huang explained.
"Even if his soul power is not weak, the green light arrow only targets the physical body, destroying it and inflicting devastating damage on him. No matter how extraordinary he is, he is still powerless." Jin Huang seemed to have seen Mu Hao's intentions.
Concerned, he said again.
Mu Hao's face was a little moved. What Jin Huang said was true. This method was created and taught to the military camp by a peerless wood-type expert from the Haoyue Empire. This method is overbearing and hard, and has cause and effect. It has extremely strong tracking ability. Once shot,
, unless it can be resolved, it will penetrate you.
"Brother Mu, why should we worry unfoundedly?" Jin Huang patted his shoulder and said calmly.
But suddenly, he suddenly withdrew his palm, his expression showing great fear.
"Brother Mu, you...what is that thing on your neck?" he asked tremblingly.
Muhao looked at him, a little puzzled by his unusual reaction.
But soon, he felt his neck tighten, as if something was strangling him.
Gradually, he felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation, and all his flesh and blood were trembling. At the same time, a similar feeling appeared in his soul, which made him miserable.
"Help...save me!" His voice was hoarse, weak and full of fear.
Then, he saw the most terrifying thing in his life from Jin Huang's pupils.
Behind him, many black hairs sprouted out of thin air, endless, winding around his neck, leaving a blood-colored trace, in which the flesh and blood were blurred, and the outline of the throat bone was vaguely visible.
At the same time, Jin Huang became more and more horrified. Even though he had gone through hundreds of battles and had countless experiences, he had never seen such a strange and bizarre scene.
Muhao's hair slowly turned from black to gray, then from gray to white, and then shattered directly, and the flesh and blood all over his body also withered rapidly, from a strong body to a skin and bones, in no more than five breaths, and those pairs of
The bright eyes quickly dimmed until they died.
"call!"
Jin Huang gasped for breath, and the perfectly good person turned into a pile of broken bones scattered on the ground. This was simply unbelievable.
He couldn't help but step back. The wind that hit his body made him feel cold for the first time. It was like broken ice entering his body, from head to toe, it was bone-chilling. (To be continued)