Fujikamoto was not eager to make a move. He was also uncertain in his heart. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't believe that Wang Lin could reach the Nascent Soul Stage, but the scene before him made him have to believe that the other party's breath, divine consciousness, and Nascent Soul Stage Generally the same, coupled with the teleport that the opponent could only master during the Nascent Soul Stage just now, these signs all indicate that the opponent is indeed a Nascent Soul Stage master.
If it was the early Yuanying stage, it was enough, and Tenghuayuan dared to fight, but the cultivation base displayed by the other party turned out to be the middle stage of the Yuanying stage, which made Tenghuayuan had to be cautious.
At this moment, everyone outside of Cassia Valley focused on the youth in mid-air. No one noticed that the formation in the channel in the valley suddenly flickered. A youth, from After stepping out, he immediately hid in the dark place in the passage, staring at Fuji Kamoto in mid-air, especially the black flag on the opponent's right hand, and took a few more glances.
Fujikamoto stared at the opponent with full concentration. Although he noticed some fluctuations in the power of the curse, he didn't care. He just stared at the opponent, waved a small flag with his right hand, and a soul was drawn out. Fujikamoto sneered and squeezed his soul suddenly. . Then, the small black flag in his hand flashed, and he retracted it into the storage bag.
At this moment, the entire sky suddenly went dark, and the pressure of heaven and earth that appeared three months ago came again, and the entire sky was suddenly enveloped by black clouds, and the entire sky sank.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of huge palms protruded from the clouds and moved to the sides. A huge head suddenly came out. This giant was the same one from three months ago.
After he appeared, he saw the young man in mid-air at first glance, his face suddenly became weird, and after a few muttering words, he ignored him and shouted at the Brother Zhao Guo on the ground: "Three months are over. The outer battlefield channel opens."
After he finished speaking, his eyes shot out two thick black lights. These two black lights were like two giant floods, which were connected to each other at the end, forming a huge circle in the void.
At the moment when this circle appeared, the sky and the earth suddenly seemed to have lost all brightness and became black and vast. All the light was absorbed by the circle formed by the two dragons. The whole sky and the earth, at this moment, the only bright thing is only The circle hanging in the air.
The giant waved his hand and threw a stone. As soon as the stone appeared, it burst into pieces and turned into primitive symbols, which were quickly printed in the circle. Then, all the auras in the entire Zhao country were directed here. Gathered here.
The spiritual energy became visible to the naked eye for the first time, and I saw waves of dense spiritual fog, pouring in endlessly from all directions, all being absorbed by the circle.
With the absorption, the symbols on the circle gradually brightened, and finally a film-like substance appeared. This film was almost transparent and could be clearly seen. In it, there was an empty space with countless broken corpses and remnants. The cracked magic weapon, the discarded material, drifted slowly by on the other side of the film.
At this time, Wang Lin, standing in the dark part of the Cassia Valley Passage, did not look at the abnormal changes in the sky, but kept staring at the waist of Teng Huayuan, where a black storage bag was hung.
The sky's change was beyond his expectation and disrupted his previous plan, but immediately afterwards, Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he quickly calculated in his mind. Slowly, a deep smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
At this time, the giant's right hand suddenly turned, the index finger deep in the fingertip, a drop of blood popped out, this drop of blood, in the eyes of the monks of Zhao Guo, was like a meteor, and it shot rapidly on the film in the circle.
As if hot water was sprayed in the snow, the film melted quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, his right hand clenched, and spiritual power suddenly poured into the magic weapon that was obtained from the weird dumb in his hand, and said silently in his heart: "Attack!"
During the two months of retreat for this magic weapon, Wang Lin, he has carefully studied and found that the appearance of the person it transformed can be changed according to his own requirements, and after absorbing his own spiritual power, together with the trace of curse, he was drawn out. .
The young man in mid-air immediately waved his hands, and a purple dragon suddenly emerged from his body. At first glance, it looked like he had become a dragon. Then the dragon roared wildly, and bursts appeared all around him. Sonic.
Fujikamoto's expression finally changed greatly. He was now completely convinced that the other party was indeed a master in the mid-Yuan Ying period, otherwise he would not be able to exert such a strong aura at all.
At this time, the giant dragon turned over, and rushed towards Teng Huayuan like lightning. Its fangs had been exposed, and the bloody mouth rushed forward with a fishy wind.
Teng Huayuan quickly backed away, biting the tip of his tongue and spraying out a blood mist. As soon as the blood mist appeared, it immediately turned into huge mosquitoes and flew towards the dragon, trying to stop the dragon's impact.
After doing this, Fuji Kamoto slapped his storage bag quickly, and suddenly a seven-foot flag appeared in his hand. As soon as this flag appeared, gusts of cloudy wind blew out, and there were hundreds of faces on the flag. The upper part appeared, showing painful expressions one by one, screaming frantically.
Fujikamoto waved the flag with his right hand, and the faces inside the flag were suddenly thrown out of the flag. Only heads of wandering spirits were seen, and they rushed towards the dragon without hesitation. In their eyes, they were crazy. The color of death.
Lin Yi touched his chin, looked at the banner, and shook his head: "This soul flag is not hot enough. There are only more than 30,000 souls, not even Xiaocheng."
When Pu Nanzi heard it from the side, he nodded and said, "My Envoy said that I have seen the soul flags gathering tens of thousands of souls on the battlefield outside the territory. The power... is really terrifying."
Lin Yi chuckled, shook his head and said: "That's nothing more than the small soul flag of the fourth-level cultivation country. The soul-refining sect of Vairoclan, the fifth-level cultivation country, is the treasure of the town, which is said to contain a soul flag. The soul of the game exceeds one billion, and it took thousands of years before it was successfully produced."
Fujikamoto waved his spirit flag, and 30,000 spirits rushed towards the dragon, saying that it was too late and then soon. In the blink of an eye, the spirits densely surrounded the dragon, and crazily got into the dragon's body. At this moment, A weird thing happened.
Those spirits did not encounter the slightest obstacle, and rushed into the dragon body with great ease, just as if they had penetrated into the void. One side went in, and the other side came out.