Chapter Eighteen Zongmen Battle: Mo Wen VS Xiao Long!
"Boy, are you crazy?" The sloppy blood obviously did not expect that the appearance of Shura Palace would bring such a big impact to Zhuo Tianzhao, so that the latter was angry and forced to terminate the domineering soul regardless of the danger of being possessed by the demon.
The operation of the trick.
Zhuo Tianzhao's sudden action really scared the iron block and Murong Zixin not far away. The bone-broken coldness raged, and the temperature on the top of Tianlan Mountain, which was not high, instantly dropped to
freezing point.
boom!
The violent aura surged out of Zhuo Tianzhao's body like a volcano erupting. His bloody hair was automatically blown without wind, and his eyes were filled with evil red light in an instant.
"Damn it!" Jianxue cursed secretly. The remaining part of the blood-colored energy that had lost control due to the termination of the Soul-Born Art seemed to be affected by its murderous aura. A large amount of blood and energy that confuses the mind separated out, and was unable to reach thunder.
The power of covering his ears invaded Zhuo Tianzhao's sea of consciousness, and even the suction force released by the remaining blood could not be sucked out for a while. "Xingye, help!"
"Yeah!" Xingye responded, and the white light of Xingye's ring rose sharply, and a stream of cold clear stream quickly rushed into Zhuo Tianzhao's body to resist the blood energy. However, even if the remaining blood and Xingye joined forces, they were only in a stalemate with the blood energy.
, the evil energy that had invaded Zhuo Tianzhao's sea of consciousness still could not be removed.
"What's wrong with Manniu?" Seeing Zhuo Tianzhao's eyes flashing red and his aura was sometimes strong and weak, Murong Zixin frowned and looked worried.
"I don't know." Tie Duan shook his head, "But with the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword and Xingye Ring there, it's probably not a big problem, so we'd better not go over and disturb us."
"Yeah." Murong Zixin nodded, but the sad face did not weaken at all.
"Forget it, since you don't have the intention to refine this part of the energy to help you break through to the third level of soul saint, then give it to me. Although my soul power has reached saturation, I will convert it into fire-based soul power for use.
The battle afterwards is still OK." After a moment, he noticed that his blood was getting stronger and stronger, and the remaining blood sighed lightly, resolutely dispelled the plan to let Zhuo Tianzhao continue to refine this part of the energy.
Buzz!
The dark red ring is like the fiery red sun, emitting bursts of bright light. An irresistible suction force suddenly released. The part of the blood-colored energy in Zhuo Tianzhao's body suddenly turned into a blood stream, and was forcibly sucked in at an extremely fast speed.
In the dark red ring, there was no continuous supply of blood and energy, the isolated evil energy was immediately destroyed by the clear stream, and Zhuo Tianzhao's consciousness instantly returned to Qingming.
"What's going on?" After waking up, Zhuo Tianzhao looked at the starry night ring and the dark red ring, which were bursting with extremely strong energy fluctuations in his left and right hands, and asked a very speechless question.
"..." The forehead of the remaining blood was covered with black lines, "Stop talking nonsense, now I have too much energy. If you don't want them to be wasted, use them on the enemy as soon as possible."
"I know." At this time, Zhuo Tianzhao remembered that he had lost his mind because he heard the appearance of Shura Palace. Now the remaining thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum energy in his body has disappeared, and he must have been absorbed by the remaining blood. Thinking of this,
Zhuo Tianzhao did not hesitate, and the dark red ring suddenly turned into a bloodthirsty demon sword surrounded by flames, and his body rose up like a rocket. "Iron block, stay here to protect Zi Xin, I will come."
After the words came, Tie Nuo and Murong Zixin had not had time to reply, Zhuo Tianzhao's figure had already disappeared from the sky.
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On the battlefield thousands of meters away, the Tianlan Sect and Wanjian Pavilion fought together as soon as they contacted each other. The surging energy fluctuations swept through, and the world was overshadowed.
Originally, the strength of the two sides was almost the same. On the Tianlan Sect, there were nearly twenty soul emperors, thirty or forty soul saints, and on the Wanjian Pavilion, the strength was also damaged by Zhuo Tianzhao's slaughter a few days ago.
However, with the support of such a powerful new force as the Shura Palace, Tianlan Sect was completely passive when they fought with each other. In terms of the number of Soul Emperors alone, Wanjian Pavilion had nearly ten more than Tianlan Sect.
Mo Wen, the strongest in the Tianlan Sect camp, immediately entangled Xiao Long, the old master of Wanjian Pavilion, and cooperated with Tiancanbi to make trouble. Although he was weaker in his cultivation level, he had not yet fully recovered from his injuries and lost it.
Xiao Long, who was helping with the help of the Dragon's sword, steadily gained the upper hand.
As for Murong Qingtian, he faced Xiao Fang, the master of Wanjian Pavilion. Two fourth-level soul emperors with similar age, status and strength, and they were also in a similar position for a while.
However, on the other hand, the Tianlan Sect was completely in a passive state. What Liu Bin and Yin Hu and other four Dragon Mansion generals had to face was the siege of seven Soul Emperor masters. Fortunately, the four of them summoned the dragons themselves.
The Soul-shaped pet assists in the battle. Although the Soul-shaped pet's cultivation level is only at the holy level, for a while, it barely resisted the opponent's attack.
This is the benefit of flying soul pets. Generally, duels between masters are basically played in the air. The three types of soul pets, such as dragon, phoenix and eagle, can still help the master fight in the air even if their cultivation level does not reach the emperor level.
,Relatively, the four types of souls, such as tiger, wolf, bear, and snake, are flattered if they have not reached the imperial level and cannot participate in the battle in the air. Of course, in terms of land combat capabilities, these four types are better than the first three.
Many.
On the battlefield, although there were constant shouts of killing and the scene was booming, there was always a clear sound of flute. Now the magic sound of the only level 8 soul master in cultivation is hiding behind by relying on the method of hiding space, and continues to confuse people.
It is precisely because of her existence that the Tianlan Sect barely resists the attack of Wanjian Pavilion and will not be defeated in full swing.
However, all of this is based on the fact that Huo Yan, the owner of the Red Flame Kaitian Axe, who ranked eleventh in the artifact list, did not intervene. Because with the current situation, it would be a matter of time before the Tianlan Sect's defeat, and he was not needed at all.
Take action.
Based on the pride of a top expert, unless the situation changes, Huo Yan will definitely not help even if some of his/her personnel are lost.
Ao!
As the handprints flew, Mo Wen bang out a huge water wolf and attacked Xiao Long on the opposite side in a violent manner.
"A trick of carving insects!" Xiao Long snorted disdainfully, and the Dragon Roaring Sword in his hand directly tore out a sharp blue sword light, instantly smashing the water wolf into water droplets all over the sky.
Silent and scream!
However, just as the water wolf was defeated, five sharp tiny ice cones pierced through the water curtain like lightning and thrust into Xiao Long's vital points.
Feeling the terrifying cold air brought by the ice cone, Xiao Long's face changed. While he pulled away, his right hand turned into afterimages. The Dragon Roaring Sword of the Heavenly Dragon quickly intertwined in front of him into a dense sword.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!
The ice cone bombed on the sword and suddenly burst, and the terrifying energy swept through it. The sword trembled violently and was immediately broken by the explosion. Xiao Long's figure also stumbled and retreated more than ten meters in the air.
"Puchi!" The injury that was not recovered from his body was pulled. Xiao Long's chest was boiling and he shot out a large mouthful of blood.
"Old guy, it seems that he was seriously injured by Tianzhao a few days ago." Mo Wen sneered while seeing this. Tiancanbi in her hand waved her hand suddenly and immediately tore out five tough icy and cold silk silks.
"Hmph, I'm afraid that boy is even worse than me, right? Otherwise, how could he still be unable to hide when Tianlan Sect is alive and die?" Xiao Long retorted while moving left and right like teleportation, dodging Tiancan Silk
Chase.
"The whole Wanjian Pavilion cannot beat Tianzhao alone. You are so embarrassed to show off this matter. It's so shameless!" Mo Wen said coldly and mocked. At the same time, the right finger of Tiancanbi's hand, which was wearing Tiancanbi, fluctuated rapidly, and originally gathered.
The five heavenly silks together suddenly broke through and surrounded Xiao Long, blocking his retreat.
"Hmph, if I meet that boy again, I will definitely crush his bones and ashes!" As if Mo Wen poked it to the pain, Xiao Long's old face became extremely ferocious. Facing the approaching Wudaotian Silk, he didn't even have to do it.
Without avoiding it, his body rotated around in place, and the sword of Yitian Dragon Roar brought out a series of dragon roars tore a dark hole in the space around him.
Hissing!
Mo Wen's reaction was extremely fast. His five fingers moved in a row and instantly changed the direction of the Tian Silk. However, even so, there were still two Tian Silks cut off by the cold sword light.
"Looking for death!" Mo Wen snorted coldly, and the three other scattered celestial silks that fled quickly rewind in the air at a strange angle. Before Xiao Long could even react, his whole body was tied tightly by celestial silk.
boom!
Both hands were tied, and the soul of Yitian was also asleep. Xiao Long could not use the sword of Yitianlong to cut off these three silks. He could only cut with the surging wind-based soul power, but the soul of the wind-based soul with the cutting effect alone
How can force cut off the Tiansilk silk released by Biyou? The more force Xiao Long exerts, the tighter the Tiansilk silk is.
"Good opportunity!" Mo Wen's beautiful eyes cold, and her right hand quickly pulled out of Tiancan Biyou's hand. While asking Biyou to continue to control Tiancan Silk, she closed her palms and flew out palm prints.
Roar!
A large number of water elements circling and squirming above Mo Wen's head, and an extremely terrifying soul pressure swept over. Xiao Long on the opposite side was anxious. Anyone could guess that Mo Wen was brewing a powerful soul skill. If it was
If it hits, it is inevitable that it will be seriously injured. If it is more serious, it may even lose your life.
"Die!" The purple skirt danced with the wind, Mo Wen was so imposing. The blue light flashed in her hand, and a huge water dragon dozens of feet roared towards Xiao Long in the distance...
"Oh no!" Seeing the water dragon getting closer and closer, a breath of death also came towards him. Xiao Long's face changed drastically, and his pupils suddenly shrank, full of fear.
"Oh, it seems that it's impossible not to take action." Just as Xiao Long, who was bound by Tiancan Silk, was about to close his eyes and wait for death, a lazy voice suddenly sounded behind him, and then a slightest expression was not inferior to that of him.
The huge red axe light pressed by the water dragon soul passed by Xiao Long like lightning, colliding with the water dragon in front of him...