When the light dissipated, Wuchi and the six skulls disappeared at the same time. Instead, a monster about five feet tall appeared on the spot. The monster had blue-faced fangs, disheveled heads, and a hideous face. At first glance, it looked like world rumors. The ecstatic evil spirit. Bayi Chinese Website www.ww?. ?8 1?zw. com
Above the body of the evil spirit, the translucent faces floated up and down, struggling and wriggling, showing all kinds of tragic expressions, and the various wailings in the mouth made people shudder.
Yang Kai stood holding a sword, his expression cold, Sen Han said: "You really deserve to die."
The faces of the people struggling to emerge from the evil spirits are clearly souls! Where does the soul come from? Obviously those people who were killed by Wu Chi. Those people who were killed by the witch pool not only encountered great horror and torture before dying, their bodies were eaten, and even their souls could not escape. They were swallowed and refined, contained in their bodies, and could not be reincarnated. , Eternal fall to hell.
Such a witch king would be a veritable evil cultivator in later generations, and everyone shouted and beaten.
But in this era, the Bone Eater has the shelter of the witch saint, but he can do whatever he wants.
But the witch pool, which was transformed into an evil spirit, suddenly reached a new height with its already strong aura, and its sensational power was comparable to a high-grade witch king.
He smiled slyly, and the breath exuding from his mouth seemed to make the world die for it, and the surrounding vegetation quickly withered. He opened his big hand and turned it into a sky-shielding light curtain, grabbing at Yang Kai.
The surrounding space was locked, Yang Kai tried to teleport, but it was completely ineffective. He didn't retreat but moved forward with a look of a bewilderment. He swayed a circle of light with a million swords in his hand, and his body was wrapped in the sword light toward that big hand. Pounced over, the magic power of a great wizard went wild.
With the big hand closed, Yang Kai's muffled humming sounded vaguely, but the next moment, a hole appeared on the back of the big hand, and Yang Kai rushed out of it with a bloody body. A sword fell.
Wuchi didn't panic. The other slap swept away in the air, lifting the weight lightly, as if sweeping a fly.
Before Yang Kai's attack appeared, that slap swept him away. The shield of witchcraft didn't have any effect, and it shattered in an instant.
Booming...
Yang Kai rolled in mid-air and hit a small hill before re-stabilizing his body. When he climbed up again, he was already embarrassed, with blood in his mouth and nose.
"That's it!" Wuchi's cold voice rang in his ears. When the voice fell, he had reappeared in front of Yang Kai and stretched out his hand to grab him again.
"Don't be afraid that the wind will flash your tongue when you speak big words!" Yang Kai sneered, his hands suddenly sealed, and a mysterious power suddenly went up and down.
Wuchi was taken aback, and inexplicably gave birth to the illusion of time stopping. At the same time, there was a huge panic and crisis in his heart, which made him a little surprised, turning himself into a ghost road. It is his most powerful hole card. With this hole card, he is able to compete with the top grade Witch King. His opponent is just a great wizard. Even if he is struggling with death, what trouble can he bring to himself
But the sense of panic and crisis was so real that he couldn't allow him to ignore it at all.
At this point, he quickly collected 80% of his strength, guarded himself, and made a defensive posture.
next moment. The paused time seemed to flow again, only to see the great wizard Yun Danfeng lightly slap a palm at him. That palm seemed to have no power at all, but it turned out to be a kind of destruction of everything. The feeling of letting all things reincarnate.
"The years go by!"
Wuchi's pupils suddenly shrank. Although he couldn't see what kind of mystery was hidden in this palm, his instinct told him that he must not be touched. Once touched, at least he had to peel off the skin.
He opened his mouth sharply. There was a whistle.
In an instant, countless ferocious ghosts fluttered from that mouth, and rushed toward that palm print.
Boom boom boom...
The fierce and surging power exploded, and Wuchi had taken advantage of this momentary opportunity to retreat more than a hundred feet, and the ghosts that were bombarded by the palmprint of the other party, without exception, were all frightened.
Before they escaped, instead of showing any painful expressions, all of these ghosts seemed to be relieved, their expressions were peaceful, and occasionally a few eyes looked at Yang Kai, all filled with gratitude, and soon disappeared.
What kind of witchcraft is this? There is such a mighty power! Wuchi's expression was uncertain, and the methods used by the great wizard on the opposite side had already exceeded his cognition.
After a palm, Yang Kai gasped for breath, only feeling that all his strength was drained, and he cursed secretly.
Years Rusuoyin is the great emperor's supernatural power. Although he has the opportunity to cultivate, it is not something he can display at will. The realm of the low-grade great wizard is still too reluctant to use such supernatural powers.
So with a palm shot, Yang Kai immediately felt that he was so fictitious and so fictitious...
But Wu Chi had already come up with his assassin, and if he didn't work hard, there would be no chance to compete with him.
Fearing to be exposed, Yang Kai stretched out his hand and wiped the blood between his mouth and nose. With this action, he stuffed a handful of emperor-level spirit pills into his mouth, swallowed his abdomen, a million swords pointed at Wu Chi, and sneered: " Are you scared!"
Wuchi snorted coldly: "Your methods are indeed unexpected, but... it's far from enough!"
When the words fell, he shook it in the void, and suddenly a pitch-black sickle appeared in his hand, lightly waving it towards Yang Kai.
Yang Kai's face changed drastically, and at this moment he felt his soul jump suddenly, as if he was about to get out of his body uncontrollably. I immediately understood that the sickle was not a witchcraft, but a strange and inexplicable witchcraft, which had the effect of collecting souls. If it wasn't for his own spirit that was not owned by the great wizard at all, this might be a problem.
Yang Kai snorted, guarded his mind, locked the sea of consciousness, only feeling a powerful pull sucking his soul, and wanted to pull his soul from the sea of consciousness.
In the dark, there seemed to be an invisible connection between his sea of consciousness and the black sickle of Wuchi, and as Wuchi swung the sickle, the force that was involved became greater and greater, so Yang Kai did not dare. There is a slight change.
"It's very hard, right? If it's very hard, don't resist it. Put yourself in the arms of this witch obediently, and this witch will take you through the rest of the excitement." The gloomy voice of Wuchi sounded with a strong voice. The meaning of bewitching, intended to disintegrate Yang Kai's mind.
"Want my soul?" Yang Kai gritted his teeth and drank.
"You can't stop it, why bother to deceive yourself?" Wuchi sneered.
"Okay!" Yang Kai shouted, "If you want, I will give it to you!"
Wuchi was startled, thinking that the other party was just joking, after all, when the soul was taken, the person would become a zombie, and there was absolutely no possibility of surviving. So who is willing to send the spirit out
But soon, Wuchi was dumbfounded.
Because the other party was not joking, but really took the initiative to give up the defense, let his witchcraft be successfully used, and hooked out the other party's spirit.
"This taste..." Wu Chi was startled, and immediately overjoyed: "Wonderful, so wonderful! This witch really can't wait to taste it!"
He didn't expect that the spirit of this great wizard was so powerful and pure. Such a spirit should definitely not appear on a great wizard, but on the body of a high-grade wizard king.
No, no, it's not that the High-Rank Witch King has never killed him, even the spirit of the High-Rank Witch King is not as wonderful as this.
In an instant, Wuchi was like a cat smelling a fishy smell. His eyes were light and wings, and he couldn't help even sticking out his tongue and licking his lips.
"This witch accepts it, don't worry, since you are so cooperative, this witch will not make you sad!" Wuchi laughed, and when the black sickle was collected, a dazzling light was pulled from Yang Kai's mind. Came out.
It is faintly visible that the light is pure and clear, without impurities, not only unimaginable, but also extremely powerful.
Wu Chi Qiao's eyes lit up. He just smelled the spirit of the other party. At this moment, he saw it with his own eyes and immediately knew that his judgment was right. This was really a delicious meal that he couldn't refuse.
After being dragged out of the soul, Yang Kai fell from the air like a wooden pile.
Without the soul, one naturally cannot control one's body.
On the other side, the soul who was dragged away hurriedly approached Wuchi, but at a certain moment, Wuchi's expression suddenly changed, the joy and expectation on his face melted away, and he changed his face with anger: "You dare to lie to me! "
Yang Kai laughed loudly: "Fool, when did this young man lie to you? Didn't I take the initiative to send it to the door? But... it depends on whether you have enough of this ability!"
When the words fell, a beam of sword light burst from the spirit body, and the whole spirit body was turned into a long knife and poured straight into Wuchi.
Wuchi's figure regressed suddenly, although he didn't know what methods the other party would use to expose his soul, but the previous great wizard's various methods were too unbelievable, and he had to guard against it.
The pitch-black sickle in his hand turned into a pure soul attack, slashing forward.
In the next moment, Wuchi's face changed again, because his witchcraft hadn't had any effect. The opponent's spirit was wrapped in the light of the sword, and the force was like a broken bamboo, and it was unstoppable all the way, and he was close in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Wuchi was shocked, and the surging spirits surged fiercely.
The result made him feel astonished.
The barrier of his Witch King realm's divine consciousness could not stop the opponent's knife. At the same time as his mind hurt, the opponent had already broken through his own divine spirit defense. The divine soul spirit body rushed into his own sea of knowledge with the sword light. middle.
Wuchi groaned. Although he had undergone major changes, he didn't see much panic. His figure plummeted, and at the same time, he closed his eyes, and transformed into his own spirit body in the sea of consciousness, quietly hiding aside.
In the purgatory-like sea of consciousness, evil spirits are everywhere, surrounded by ghosts and ghosts, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, Yang Kai would not dare to believe that there were people in this world who knew the sea would be like this. (To be continued.)