Chapter five hundred and seventy-fifth block my way, kill you
This White Shadow on the Ghost King’s Throne is not a magical power, but a shape condensed by huge mental power!
What this great monk in the Nether Palace used at this moment was actually the magic of the spiritual impact that Wei Suo had always dreamed of!
Moreover, judging from the situation of this great monk in the Nether Palace, this magic trick is at the cost of a sharp weakening of his spiritual consciousness, which hurts one thousand enemies and eight hundred of them.
Although Wei Suo's spiritual consciousness is powerful, it is not as powerful as it can condense into shape.
The spiritual consciousness of this great monk in the Nether Palace is definitely far from that of the ordinary third-level Jindan cultivator. At this moment, he used magic to condense the powerful spiritual consciousness in this way. This kind of spiritual consciousness impacted the late stage of the fourth level of the Jindan, or even the Golden Pill.
None of the fifth-level great monks may be able to withstand it, and they will be unable to cast spells for a while.
"For the sake of this extinct golden elixir, I'll see what treasures you have on you that can make the skeleton of the dragon move abnormally. I will make you die more happily."
"Boom!"
The great monk of this Nether Palace was extremely powerful. He took a step forward and moved his body dozens of feet in the air to the huge gray-black mountain outside. At the same time, he reached out and grabbed it, as if he wanted to grab Wei Suo with one hand.
In hands.
"How is that possible!"
"ah!"
But at this moment, there seemed to be a milky white light on Weisuo's chest.
The white shadow of the Ghost King throne instantly collapsed without a trace. At the same time, the head of the Great Cultivator of the Nether Palace seemed to be penetrated by countless steel nails, and his whole body suddenly became round and he hugged his head.
Screaming in the air kept coming.
"The backlash of spiritual consciousness? This person actually suffered the backlash of spiritual consciousness!"
Originally, his face turned pale. Under the huge power of this monk, Yin Lihua, who could not even resist his thoughts, suddenly reflected in a conditioned reflex. She waved her hands suddenly, and a green light hugged her head and kept tragic.
The great monk of the Nether Palace who was called rushed over.
"Is that weird thing?"
Wei Suo immediately thought of the crystal core in the blue stone ball hanging on his chest. Logically speaking, with his spiritual sense, he could not resist the spiritual attack of this monk in the Nether Palace, and it could only be that
The milky white crystal core that damaged his spiritual consciousness caused this cultivator to suffer a powerful spiritual backlash. In other words, the strange spiritual power in this milky white crystal core is actually comparable to that of
It is even more powerful than the late stage of the fifth level of the Golden Pill!
"kill!"
But at this moment, Wei Suo did not hesitate at all. While a huge dark golden sword light was slashed out, the elite gold giant crocodile that reached the real power of the mysterious level also crushed the great monk of the Nether Palace.
At the same time, a black light flashed, and Wei Suo's newly refined Kongtong Dog Black Bone Mingjun was also released by Wei Suo.
"ah…!"
This great monk named Nether Palace continued to scream, as if his head was leaking, and the sound of "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu
The spiritual energy of the gray-black mountain outside him transformed into shape, twisting and shaking constantly.
"Bang!"
But when several amazingly powerful lights were about to hit the monk in this Nether Palace, the monk in this Nether Palace still held his head in one hand and screamed with his other hand.
Countless gray-black lights surged out from his body like tides, forming a gray-black crescent moon in front of him.
When it collided with the gray-black crescent moon, except for the black gold giant crocodile's body, the other lights turned into powder instantly!
"What kind of magic is this!"
Wei Suo's advancement stopped immediately, and his heart was shocked.
The gray-black crescent moon transformed by this great monk from the Nether Palace actually emitted an endless aura of killing, giving people an endless sense of power!
This kind of magic is terrifying, and it can even be compared with Feng Wucang's Beiming Dou Zhuan and the true method of the Rain Yuan that day.
The extremely violent killing aura ranks first among all the magic tricks Wei Suo had seen.
This magic that transforms this gray-black crescent moon gives Wei Suo the first impression that it is a top-level magic that specializes in killing and is known for its attack power.
Only the top-level attack magic of the sky level can have such terrifying power. Even the middle-level ancient evil fire technique of Weisuo’s heaven level cannot be compared with the power of this gray-black crescent moon!
This power was like Lin Taixu's destruction spear, which immediately made Wei Suo feel the aura of falling.
But after reaching out to draw such an amazing gray-black crescent moon, this monk from the Nether Palace had no control over this gray-black crescent moon with no power at all, and let it carry its terrifying power in him.
It burst into countless rolling airflows.
"ah!"
It seemed as if he was extremely scared of Wei Suo. His hands hugged his head again, screamed and fled back desperately. Every step, the gray-black mountains outside his body shattered once, and every step, outside his body
The spiritual energy condensed into a huge mountain range, and his body moved out tens of feet. After just a few breaths, the figure of the great monk of the Nether Palace had moved out thousands of feet away.
The huge momentum of escape and flying makes people shake the heart.
There was also a constant sound of howling cold winds were coming from his head.
"boom!"
The great monk from the Nether Palace who flew flat back suddenly hit a mountain behind him, and stone chips flew everywhere.
However, the great monk of the Nether Palace did not dodge and directly crashed backwards. The mountain seemed to be split by a giant axe and cracked from it.
"Who are you, blocking my way, kill you, kill you!"
It seemed as if it would not change its direction. After hitting straight, the great monk of the Nether Palace cried and laughed. He stretched out his hand and a gray-black crescent moon instantly turned out and hit it.
On the cracked mountain top, the entire mountain top, a height of 100 meters, instantly turned into powder.
"Wei Suo, his magical stimulation technique is very powerful. He is crazy to be retaliated by your spiritual sense!" Seeing this scene, Yin Lihua was shocked and exclaimed.
Wei Suo's heart was also full of horror.
Even if this great monk from the Nether Palace is not the Lord of the Nether Palace, he is at least a high-ranking existence above ten thousand people, just like Xu Qianhuan, the young master of the Zhenwu Sect.
His escape method not only escapes terrifyingly, but also has a unique rhythm. Every step can bring great pressure to the other party. Even if you retreat, you will feel a boundless way.
Aura of horror.
His aggressive magic is even more amazing. He can even beat a hundred-meter-high mountain into powder with just one blow.
This kind of power is indeed not under the top-grade Xuan-level Destruction Spike!
However, Wei Suo's movements did not stop at all. With a little stretch, he put the extremely huge skeleton of the ancient dragon that was thrown by the already crazy monk of the Nether Palace into the ancient ring of the object.
"Let's go! Follow up and take a look."
Immediately, Wei Suo aroused Jinghua Feilian and chased the great monk of the Nether Palace who was constantly moving in the air.
Although the strength of this great monk named Nether Palace is extremely terrifying, even if he is not crazy, his spiritual consciousness will definitely suffer severe damage.
This kind of pure killing and terrifying magic has infinite temptation for Wei Suo.
"Ah! Hahaha! Woo woo woo woo woo woo!"
After stepping thousands of feet backwards, this great monk from the Nether Palace finally turned around and stopped moving backwards, but he still didn't know how to dodge. All the trees and hills in front of him were all in him
With a wave of hand, it turned into powder.
Originally, Wei Suo did not dare to get too close, but this name is a great monk of the Nether Palace whom they still don't know their specific identities. His true energy is like a mountain and a prison. Even Wei Suo stimulated Jinghua Feilian to the fullest
, and can only barely be thrown away.
"Who!"
"ah!"
After flying for more than ten miles in a row, several lights of escape were flying in front of the great monk of the Nether Palace, but this man cried and laughed, and the darkness was like howling in the cold wind kept coming out of his head.
The great monk Gong did not dodge at all and rushed straight over.
While several terrifying sounds sounded, one after another of the bright lights rushed forward, and the bright lights were emitting a lot of power, but this great monk from the Nether Palace just reached out and stroked another hand.
The crescent moon rose, and the bright lights, including the monks in front of him, turned into ashes without any suspense, and there was no residue left.
Such a scene made Wei Suo and Yin Lihua look at each other and couldn't speak.
"Senior Kuangshan Zhenren, what's wrong with you?"
After flying out for several miles, two escape lights saw the figure of the great monk of the Nether Palace from afar and approached the great monk of the Nether Palace. This sound came from one of the escape lights.
The monk in this escape light was obviously an old acquaintance with this great monk in the Nether Palace and had some friendship.
"Who are you? You dare to stop me and beat you to death!"
But before the escape light could fly into him, the great monk from the Nether Palace stretched out his hand and flashed a gray-black crescent moon. The entire escape light turned into ashes without any resistance.
"Crazy! The real man in Kuangshan is crazy!"
In the other escape light, there were three or four monks. Seeing this scene, the escape light suddenly stopped, and the three or four monks all exclaimed in horror.
"Mad Mountain Real Person, is this person Li Freeyi?"
It was not until this time that Wei Suo learned the name of this great monk in the Nether Palace, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes again.
It turned out that after he killed Jinjiu Zhenren, he had inquired along the way that Li Freeyi, the elder of the Nether Palace who had a friendship with Jinjiu Zhenren, was the Supreme Elder of the Nether Palace and the Real Man of Kuangshan.
Li Freeyi, the real person in Kuangshan, is ranked alongside the real person of Ghost Emperor. The strength and power of the Nether Palace are second only to the existence of the sect leader Youdi.
After Wei Suo killed Jinjiu Zhenren, he didn't take it seriously because he was not aware of this person, but he didn't expect that he would face this person at this moment!