"You need to think of a way to make these old monsters consume their vitality faster! It also leaves a way for themselves!"
While manipulating the flying sword, Wang Lin had a flash of thought in his mind.
Without thinking about it, he slapped the storage bag, and immediately flew out more than ten flying swords from it. These flying swords were obtained by him during the previous war. At this moment, he pinched his hands with both hands and poured into each flying sword. Under the constant compression of Yuanli, almost every flying sword, if it explodes itself, can cause damage that is not weak.
With cold eyes flashing, Wang Lin waved his hands, and immediately the dozen or so flying swords dispersed suddenly, and they flew toward the surroundings like lightning, and went straight to the sensitive places in Mochizuki's body that Wang Lin knew.
"In this way, it can cause some changes in Mochizuki's body!"
This is Wang Lin. If he changes to another person, he will not be able to understand Mochizuki like this, let alone know Mochizuki's sensitivity like him. And so prepare for the next move.
At the moment when the flying sword that went straight to the vortex to wind around Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness was about to enter the vortex, an impact containing the majestic vitality came out of the vortex and directly vented.
Wang Lin's complexion changed, and without thinking about it, his consciousness left Feijian in an instant, galloping back, trying to avoid the sudden impact of the original force, but the impact of the original force was like a flood of beasts, carrying a crazy storm, and rushed out of it. At that time, Feijian was immediately affected.
With a bang, the tip of the sword collapsed, disintegrating inch by inch, and continuously extending to the hilt, but Wang Lin had reacted faster before with his spiritual consciousness. He had already left before the flying sword collapsed and hurriedly avoided.
Even so, his spiritual consciousness was still touched by the impact of this vitality, and most of it was immediately dissipated.
Wang Lin, who was sitting cross-legged at the Moon-Bone Bone, had a strangely ruddy complexion, and it was a long time before he gradually recovered.
"It's such a strong wave of vitality, if it hadn't come out against the current, I'm afraid there won't be any spiritual consciousness left there!"
Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly. He understands that the vitality vented from the whirlpool just now is nothing more than the aftermath.
And most importantly, there is a strong suction in that vortex. This is Mochizuki’s own magical powers. In this way, if the internal shock wants to dissipate, it will definitely be hindered by layers, even if it is the elemental power released. The impact, its power, has also been greatly weakened.
With a shot of his storage bag, Wang Lin once again took out a flying sword, surrounded by divine consciousness, the flying sword turned into a Changhong, and went straight ahead.
After a while, he went outside the vortex again, and the flying sword controlled by Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness had a pause. After waiting for a while, at the moment when it was determined that there was no longer any aftermath of Yuanli, without any pause, the flying sword directly turned into a silver light and rushed down. Melt into the swirling whirlpool.
The huge suction force sucked it down, and it was almost useless for Wang Lin to struggle, Fei Jian banged, penetrated the whirlpool, and entered the passage that Wang Lin was familiar with!
At the moment he entered here, a shock that made Wang Lin's soul disperse, with a harsh whistling, the storm swept across the narrow and long passage, trying to destroy everything.
The tentacles in the passage collapsed a lot under the impact of this storm, and the dead corpses entangled on them were all turned into fragments and scattered.
The flying sword surrounded by Wang Lin's divine consciousness stabbed away at this moment, clinging to the meat wall of the passage. After one of the tentacles was collapsed by the storm, the moment there was still a gap in the meat wall, it immediately got in.
Only then did he almost avoid the force of the impact that whizzed past.
In the front, I saw two figures intertwined, all kinds of supernatural powers were reflected, and the roaring sound was roaring, but Qing Shui and the golden real dragon were fighting each other.
I don't know what happened before, the ancient master's soul is languishing at this moment, and is not with the golden dragon, but is wrapped around his body by more than a dozen tentacles, his eyes are closed, and his breath is like a gossamer.
A large amount of the power of the immortal origin is continuously absorbed by those tentacles. Every bulge wriggled, making everyone who saw this scene startled.
Farther away, there were a lot of bubbles floating around Yimuzi, but Wu Dongchan caught up and struggled with it.
However, after seeing all this, Wang Lin frowned.
This passage is only half the length of the original passage, and the end can be seen at a glance. The flesh wall at that end obviously seals the place where the young son of the ancient god is completely sealed!
Wang Lin stayed silent, hid himself, and paid close attention to the battle.
In the roar of the golden real dragon, the body surrounded the Master Xuanbao, and the five pieces of yellow paper on its body radiated light and were closely connected to it. In front of him, Qing Shui looked indifferent, and the red light in his right eye was even more disillusioned. Out, red lightning formed in front of him. Follow his magical powers and go straight to the golden dragon!
In the golden dragon roar, the scales on the body flashed, and a low drink full of vicissitudes spit out from his mouth: "Remnant gold!"
As soon as the words were said, the whole body of the golden dragon shook, and hundreds of scales on the body were immediately separated from the body, and the rapid condensation in front of him, almost in a blink of an eye, a sword of golden scales appeared!
This sword uploads waves of heavenly power, and it also has the breath of real dragons. When he rushed, he went straight to Qingshui.
Shimizu's eyes were still indifferent, the red lightning in front of him turned into the thickness of his arms, and he approached the sword of golden scales. Almost instantly, the red lightning touched the sword of golden scales.
A loud bang, resounding within Mochizuki's body, a storm rose from the ground and rumbling towards the surroundings. At this moment, the long and narrow channel flesh wall was also expanded, one after another. A gap appeared on the flesh wall, and there was even more green blood dripping out!
The golden dragon roared horribly, and his body was pervaded by the impact, but it hovered like a python as he kept retreating, enclosing the profound treasure master, always guarding it.
As a result, under the impact, his body was immediately covered in flesh, but golden blood was sprayed and rolled back.
Qingshui's body also retreated. At this moment, a muffled roar suddenly came from Mochizuki's body. This roar was the sound of Mochizuki!
Following the roar, the inside of the passage was turned upside down and shook violently. Above the passage, a huge crack was torn open, and when a large amount of green blood flowed out, there was an endless suffocating energy inside, and the roar became more and more violent. In, from within that crack, there seemed to be something about to rush out.
Shimizu's eyes flickered, and his retreat paused for a while, and he ran straight ahead, his long hair fluttering. He pinched the formula with both hands, and drew in a low voice: "Killing Realm!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Qingshui's long hair went without wind and disappeared in an instant, but a red light appeared from under his feet and suddenly expanded outwards. The killing world was Qingshui's own magical powers.
The red light under its feet was dazzling, and it spread all around immediately, and the golden dragon's body was reflected almost in a different color.
As Qingshui approached, in the red light under his feet, countless remnants of souls were immediately permeated. There were too many remnants of souls, which was an extreme expression of Qingshui's lifelong killing.
The golden dragon head roared at Qingshui, and the five paper charms on his body rotated rapidly, and a low roar came out.
"Residual gold, criminal wood, tribute water, poisoned fire, burial soil, the five elements are reversed!"
At the moment the golden dragon roared, the five paper charms on its body immediately stopped rotating, and suddenly fell into the golden dragon's body one by one, like a brand, deeply melted.
An extremely strong breath erupted from the golden dragon in an instant. He stared at the fast approaching water, opened his mouth, and spit out five rays of light. When the five elements were reversed, the five rays of light turned into gold and punishment for lack of strength. The wood, the water of tribute, the insane fire, the land for burying immortals!
When the five elements are reversed upside down, it seems that everything in this passage is isolated, and it becomes a world of its own! Even Yi Muzi and Wu Dongchan who were fighting in the distance, stepped back one after another, staring at this place with twinkling eyes.
Qing Shui's eyes flickered, and when the killing world spread under her feet, she raised her right hand, pointed downward, and whispered in her mouth: "Paint the ground as a prison!"
The spells cultivated by Qingshui throughout his life were based on the six arts of the immortal emperor Bai Fan, but his talent was amazing, but he also created his own fairy arts on his own.
Everything you paint is where your heart lies!
No matter how amazing you are, you can't escape the word of prison. The moment Qing Shui pointed right, a force of rules spread madly. This rule is the rule of prison!
In an instant, with clear water as the center, everything around was immediately filled with an invisible seal, and even the reversal of the five elements, at this moment, was also trapped.
Qingshui came to the side of the golden dragon as fast as lightning, and his right hand penetrated directly through the body of the golden dragon, and suddenly grabbed the profound treasure master soul surrounded by his body.
With a shake, the countless tentacles outside the soul of Master Xuanbao collapsed immediately, and a large green blood splashed under the shattering.
The eyes of the Profound Treasure Master, who were originally closed, suddenly opened, with fear in their eyes, but no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't escape the hands of clear water like iron tongs!
Clutching Master Xuanbao, Qing Shui was about to retreat, but at this moment, in the cracked gap above the passage, the evil spirit suddenly approached, but there was a blood-red arm that stretched out from it and hit it directly. On Qingshui.
In addition to the strong evil spirit in this blood-red arm, it also contains the breath of Mochizuki.
The speed of this arm is too fast, and it contains the power to break through all the magical powers. During the rumbling, it fell on the body of Qingshui, and Qingshui's body shook. With his cultivation base, he could not bear it, and he was shaken back. , Spouting a big mouthful of blood.
At the same time, the arm grabbed the soul of the profound treasure master, and slammed it back, about to retract into the crack.
At this moment, Qing Shui's always indifferent eyes suddenly showed a lot of blood, and his eyes were almost crazy. The Xuanbao Master is the only hope he can know about the immortal world, but now, he has been born by life. Caught away, it made Shimizu crazy.
You must know that even Bai Fan didn't want to let Qing Shui turn his anger easily. He could only show grace and accept him as a disciple. Even the mysterious person in the Luotian Star Territory who made Yan Leizi extremely respectful did not want to provoke him. Shimizu was angry.
It's just that the anger of Qingshui was set off at the moment the profound treasure was taken away!