Jin Qilin even added gold to the icicles to make them stronger.
Mu Qilin made countless vines to surround me, so that neither the bats nor the huge palm transformed by the Night King could get close to me.
But it's all just hand-to-mouth.
So even Huo Qilin couldn't help shouting: "Zang Ling'er, where is your man? Where did he die?"
"Yes, Master Zang." The Dark Night King sent out his black feathers again and laughed loudly: "Where is the Chief of Middle-earth? Is he preparing to collect the corpse for you before he comes out?'
"Then there's no chance for him, because I will eat you to the bone, and he will get nothing."
"I'm right here. If you can, come and eat." I still kept smiling and didn't step back at all.
Seeing me like this, the Night King stopped for a moment, but after a moment he still exerted all his strength and there was a "bang" sound, and his enlarged palm fell from the sky again.
It directly defeated the unicorns in all directions, and countless ice and flames scattered in all directions.
All the vines that were originally protecting me were cut off. Seeing this, I quickly wanted to take the Sifang Qilin back into the Qilin Order.
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Huo Qilin saw this and yelled: "Zang Ling'er, are you crazy? If you take us back at this time, you will die."
"That's better than dying together." I grinned, and after saying this, all the unicorns from all directions returned to the unicorn order.
"Zang Ling'er, this is the first time I've seen someone who cares about weapons so much." When I said this, the Night King had already arrived in front of me.
I slapped my head with a palm, and the Spring and Autumn Pen in my hand immediately took the opportunity to stab me with my backhand.
"Bah!" followed by the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh and blood.
"Zang Ling'er!" Looking at his pierced palms, the Night King became angry and said, "Why do you have so many endless tricks?"
"The Spring and Autumn Pen is my weapon. Don't you know this, King of the Night?"
It wasn't that he didn't know but he was overly happy and had completely forgotten about it.
But after a moment, he endured the pain and sneered: "The Qilin Ghost Seal, the Four Directions Qilin, the Darkest Black Flag, and the Spring and Autumn Brush have all been used. I wonder what else you have this time?"
The Spring and Autumn Pen is such a magical tool, the Night King is not stupid enough to pull it out now.
On the contrary, he was a little proud: "I am just temporarily unable to use my left hand. Zang Ling'er, your last weapon is in my hand. I want to see how you escape this time!"
As he said that, the Night King swept towards me again, this time he still used all his strength.
Admittedly he felt that this was the final blow.
As long as he takes me down, his golden wings and his dream of being an eternal strong man will immediately become a reality.
There was a "boom" and the mountain shook.
The place where I was was covered by the Night King's palm two feet deep.
And even though I used a ghost seal tattoo stand-in at the critical moment, I still got injured and vomited a lot of blood.
Seeing this scene and the many deep holes, the Dark Night King was extremely satisfied and said: "Zang Ling'er, how many ghost seal tattoo substitutes do you have? If you are so fake and real, if I am not wrong, you only have one, right?"
"Yes, there is indeed only one, and the Night King is indeed very powerful."
The Ghost Seal Pattern is our Zang Sect's secret technique, but he, an outsider, knows it so well. It's not that powerful.
"In that case, farewell to Master Zang."
The huge palm of the Night King came towards my head again. This time I didn't escape. To be precise, I couldn't escape.
I can only support myself with my hands, but as a strong person who has just reached level 5, how can I compare with a strong person who has broken the mirror?
Naturally, the more pressure he puts on me, the harder it becomes for me to support myself.
People are also gradually going underground.
"Zang Linger, give up your resistance. Without Lin Zhenhua, no one can save you."
The Night King is now extremely sure that Lin Zhenhua is definitely not in Kyoto.
Otherwise, how could the situation have become so bad and he still didn't show up.
However, I did not give up. Instead, I smiled slightly at a place where the Night King could not see it from his perspective: "Night King, do you know the name of where we are?"
"What's it called?" the Night King asked disdainfully.
"Even if you call it Juelong Ridge, it's useless. I'm not that Grand Master Wen. Hahaha."
As for the sample, I can’t tell that I quite understand the mythical stories of our Middle-earth.
"This Sunlight Rock."
After hearing these three words, the Dark Night King finally seemed to realize that something was wrong, and then said with a solemn expression: "Zang Linger, what does this mean? What are you doing again?"
"I heard that no matter how powerful the Dark Night clan has evolved, they are still very afraid of light, especially strong direct sunlight. The reason why you, Dark Night King, are fine is not only because of your own strength and the defense of your feathers, but more importantly, not enough sunlight.
Direct shot isn't hot enough, right?" I said with a cold smile.
If the Night King hadn't noticed something was wrong by this time.
Then his efforts as a strong mirror-breaker were all in vain.
So now he didn't have the intention to intensify his efforts to kill me. Instead, he looked around and wanted to get out of the pit.
but……
"Kyoto Soul-Suppressing General, what are you waiting for?"
"Let's start." I shouted loudly.
The next moment, two large pure-sun spotlights came from a short distance away.
Facing the sudden bright light, the Dark Night King instinctively folded his wings to resist, but after a moment he sneered: "Master Zang, don't you think this mere bright light is..."
Suddenly the Night King stopped talking, and no one stopped him.
Instead, he discovered that his soul was unstable. You must know that the more powerful a person is, the higher the compatibility between his soul and his body.
For someone like him who is already a strong master of breaking the mirror, there is absolutely no chance that his soul will become unstable suddenly.
Unless it's...
"Zang Linger, what did you do?"
The Night King didn't use any other methods now. He directly used the most primitive method, clasping my right hand tightly and questioning me sternly.
"Nothing, it's a soul vibrator. Haven't you seen it before?" I smiled and said.
This thing is familiar to both the Ghost King and the Night King, and even the soldiers under their command.
After all, when large-scale battles broke out, we had used the Soul Shock Device many times.
"Zang Ling'er, to be honest, an ordinary soul vibrator cannot even vibrate the soul of a level 5 expert. How could it possibly destabilize my soul, let alone you and I standing so close. Why won't you be affected?"
The Night King didn't believe what I said at all.
In fact, his guess was not wrong.
As soon as the Soul Vibrator is turned on, all living souls within its coverage area will be in turmoil. At the very least, the body and soul will no longer fit together, making it impossible to realize their own strength.
In severe cases, the soul is shaken out of the body and can never return, leading to death.
The biggest disadvantage of why this thing is not used on a large scale in China is that as long as everyone is within the agreed range, no one will be spared, and there is no distinction between friend and foe, evil spirit or living person.
So under normal circumstances, with the distance between me and the Night King, I can't escape even if he suffers disaster. This chapter has been completed!