Zhuo Luo's virtual flash hit Meng Xiang, but he still did not give up. A series of virtual flashes with black and red shot into the building like lightning. In an instant, explosions continued to sound from the building, and thick dust and rubble poured out from the broken walls.
"Boom, boom, boom..." The pillars of the building were broken by a flash, and the whole building began to tilt, and then slowly fell down.
After a round of bombardment, the originally tidy streets were now in a mess. The thick flying dust obscured the setting sun. Passersby who could not walk in time coughed or groaned in the dust. The area within a radius of hundreds of meters was filled with screams and crying.
In the collapsed building, a ball of blue light fanned away the dense dust, and Meng Xiang walked out in a very embarrassed state, his clothes torn. His hands were red and swollen, and the skin was peeling off piece by piece as if it had been roasted. But Meng Xiang ignored it, and the spiritual energy contained in his body was stronger than before.
Meng Xiang was still hesitant at first. After all, if he hadn't been concerned about his companions, Zhuo Luo would not be his opponent even if he kept casting the Void. However, the terrifying curse power was approaching strangely, making him feel unprecedented fear. It was not because of how powerful this power was, but because it was too strange. It seemed that it could penetrate any defense and pierce the human heart, making it irresistible.
Although Meng Xiang dodged in time, the resentment still remained in his heart. In an instant, countless dark things surged from his heart, making him inexplicably irritable. This was no longer something that could be resisted by spiritual defense, but a pure mental attack. Perhaps only Mu Fei'er's "heart wall" could eliminate this mental attack.
So Meng Xiang didn't want to waste time with Zhuo Luo any longer.
However, the strength of Zhuo Luo after he became virtual is also extraordinary. The only way to kill Zhuo Luo instantly is...
Meng Xiang was determined to use his most powerful self-created skill. It was difficult to control the power when using the Spirit Gathering, and with Meng Xiang's current spiritual energy and physique, he was afraid that with just one strike, his body would collapse and his spiritual energy would be exhausted.
Meng Xiang's thoughts were clear. The consequences of using the spirit gathering were disastrous, but he also thought of Jie Juan, which was the premise for Meng Xiang to use the spirit gathering. Otherwise, even if Jie Juan died, he would not use this trick that hurt himself and the enemy.
"Jiejuan, after I defeat Zhuo Luo, you come down immediately. Let Fei'er and Han Fan work hard to create a protective curtain to protect us, and you, use the sacred arrow to do your best to heal my injuries." Meng Xiang looked up and shouted, without waiting for Jiejuan to reply. The spiritual light waves were already flowing through his body at a high and even speed, and the speed was getting faster and faster. The degree of concentration of his spiritual energy was getting higher and higher. The dense spiritual energy gave Meng Xiang an extremely powerful pressure. Meng Xiang only felt that the muscles all over his body began to tear, and blood kept gushing out like a river with a broken dam.
In the blink of an eye, Meng Xiang was standing among the rubble like a bloody man.
"I will not lose. Even if I become a demon, I will become the strongest." Firm words came from Zoro's skull mask. Black air emanated from his whole body. The gravel on the ground shattered due to the vibration of his spiritual pressure. A chaotic and powerful force was condensing from the open mouth of the skull mask.
"You want to become the strongest person even if you want to be a devil? Your will is very strong, but as long as you are a member of the Nameless Team, I will not let you become a devil, so I'm sorry to have to put up with you." Meng Xiang smiled awkwardly. There was no sense of nervousness on his body, as if he had won the game.
Meng Xiang does not underestimate his enemy, his confidence comes from strength.
"Boom!" The ground shook violently, then cracked and exploded. A section of the road several dozen meters long was broken into gravel as if it had been bombed by a missile. Meng Xiang had already passed through the dust and fog at an incalculable speed. The road surface he passed by was cracked as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.
The pair of hollow eyes on the skull mask, with pupils as big as two soybeans, shrank, the mouth opened, and 10 virtual flashes shot out at the same time, making it impossible for Meng Xiang to dodge.
Meng Xiang completely ignored the flash, and the high-density spiritual energy burst out, and the spiritual energy was like a river that broke through the dam and could not be suppressed. The surging spiritual energy immediately turned into power. Meng Xiang flicked his right hand, and the flash immediately turned into smoke and dispersed. Before Zhuo Luo closed his mouth, Meng Xiang had already rushed behind him.
Now Meng Xiang still cannot control the power of Lingju. Because of this, the power of Lingju is exerted to the limit. How can Zhuo Luo's power match it
Meng Xiang stretched out his hands and twisted Zhuo Luo's hands to his face, and then...
"Crack!" Zhuo Luo's hands were ruthlessly twisted off by Meng Xiang.
Zhuo Luo screamed in pain. Suddenly, he pushed forward with both feet, completely ignoring his two twisted arms, and tore them off with force. Blood immediately gushed out like a spring.
This scene even surprised Meng Xiang. Zhuo Luo's obsession with victory after becoming virtual was so terrifying.
Zhuo Luo, who lost both arms, turned his head and the mouth of the skull mask opened again. However, Meng Xiang had already decided to destroy Zhuo Luo, so he would not let him struggle again. The power of the spirit gathering gradually faded, and Meng Xiang's strength was only left, but it was more than enough to deal with Zhuo Luo who lost both arms. He used his last strength, and the spirit sword appeared in his right hand. With a "puff", Zhuo Luo's two legs were cut off.
Zhuo Luo lost his balance and fell headfirst to the ground, "Blast!" The virtual flash that had been brewing for a long time burst out from his mouth, passed through the thick dust and fog, and soared into the sky.
Meng Xiang let out a long sigh. His muscles were tearing apart. Even after unlocking his potential, he still felt an unbearable sting. His legs softened and he collapsed to the ground.
Jie Juan spread her wings and descended from the sky like an angel. As soon as Mu Fei'er landed on the ground, her tearful face appeared in front of Meng Xiang, "Brother Meng, you..." She looked at Meng Xiang, whose body was oozing with blood and whose muscles had melted into a pile like paste. She was so scared that she couldn't speak.
"Fei'er, get out of the way, quickly unfold the 'Wall of Heart'." Han Fan threw his hands, and hundreds of talismans spread out around them. Some of the talismans that floated to the distance suddenly "sizzled" and ignited flames.
Han Fan looked nervous. Seeing that Mu Fei'er was still staring at Meng Xiang, he shouted angrily, "Mu Fei'er, did you hear me? Quickly deploy the 'Wall of Heart' with all your strength."
Mu Fei'er was stunned for a moment, wiped the tears from her face, and energy like flowing water wrapped around everyone, spreading out a 4-meter-wide area.
Jiejuan opened her hands, and a white light emerged from her hands and merged, gradually turning into a bow. She held the bowstring with two fingers and pulled it back, and an arrow emitting white light appeared.
Holy Arrows are a skill that comes with the Lord Angel bloodline. They are bows and arrows condensed by divine power, and have both attack and healing functions. When used for attack, the physical attack power is similar to that of ordinary magic arrows, which is not worth mentioning, but its mental attack power is quite effective. However, Jie Juan did not spend time studying archery skills, so she rarely used Holy Arrows as a means of attack.
The greatest power of the Holy Arrow lies in its healing ability. It can restore 50% of the wounds, which is unmatched by any healing medicine in the main divine space. It is precisely because of Jie Juan's divine skills that Meng Xiang dares to launch the Spirit Gathering without restraint.
When the sacred arrow shot into Meng Xiang's body, Meng Xiang felt that the spiritual power in his body resonated with the divine power brought by the sacred arrow, and the two forces immediately merged. Driven by the divine power, every cell in his body became active and regenerated at a high speed.
Meng Xiang's pain was completely eliminated in an instant. The next second, through cell regeneration, the necrotic muscles and epidermis peeled off, and fresh skin reappeared. Meng Xiang breathed a long sigh of relief. Although his injuries had only recovered by 50%, it was enough for Meng Xiang to regain his mobility. He stood up with difficulty, moved his hands and feet, and muttered: "Damn, the injuries have recovered, but there is only 20% of the spiritual energy left. This 20% of spiritual energy should be brought by the recovery of flesh and blood..."
"The Holy Arrow can only heal your physical injuries, not your strength, so it's already pretty good to recover 20% of your spiritual energy. Don't be greedy." Jie Juan said coquettishly while panting. The Holy Arrow was condensed by her divine power, and she almost exhausted all her strength when she shot the Holy Arrow.
Jie Juan simply sat on the ground, wiping the sweat from her forehead with her hand while saying, "Meng Xiang, why are you so anxious to let Fei'er and Han Fan set up a protective barrier? Can Zhuo Luo and Fang Ru, who have turned into human sticks, still turn into Kayako?"
Meng Xiang took out the hemostatic spray from the ring to stop Zhuo Luo's bleeding, and then injected the T virus into Zhuo Luo's body. Then he slowly said: "It's not that we are afraid of Kayako's possession, but Kayako is right next to us."
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