Martial soul
Seeing Wu Mohan's faint smile, an icy chill broke out in his eyes, and a dark red blood light appeared in the palm of his hand.
The blood light condensed, became more and more fiery, and then expanded like lightning at the speed of thunder. It evolved into a scarlet-red spear with a terrifying and ferocious shape, entwined with a ray of coquettish mysterious light.
With the appearance of this gun, Wu Mohan's aura became violent and terrifying almost instantly.
In the depths of his eyes, vaguely, there is also a red light surging, like a monster, it looks very strange.
"Xuan-level martial arts!"
Seeing the glamorous mysterious light entwined on the blood-colored spear, the faces of the people watching the battle in Longmen Square changed greatly, and bursts of exclamations erupted.
The ranks of Wuhun are divided into heaven and earth Xuanhuang from high to low, and each equivalent has nine ranks.
The most obvious feature of a yellow-level martial spirit is that when the martial spirit is sacrificed, there will be a yellow light blooming.
The long spear in front of him, even if it has no obvious features, but looking at its terrifying aura, it is known that it is not a yellow-level martial spirit.
"Usually speaking, it is difficult for even a strong person in the Purple Palace to raise their Martial Spirit to the Profound Rank. The promotion of Martial Spirit is too difficult, and almost no one cultivates Martial Spirit unless they enter the Purple Palace."
"How on earth did this man do it?"
"Could it be that he was born with a Xuan-level martial spirit? If that's the case... it's too strong!"
The faces of the people in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion were a little dignified, and their brows were wrinkled.
Thinking about it, no one expected that this seemingly inconspicuous Wu Mohan would be so powerful.
Not only does he have the realm of half-step Zifu, but he even possesses a mysterious martial spirit. In this way, Wu Mohan has the strength comparable to Zifu.
I am afraid that this battle, Lin Yun will be very dangerous...
Chi!
The scarlet spear radiated blood like viscous blood, and a pungent smell spread across the eighth battle platform.
"This is the Martial Soul, Blood Prison Demon Spear, please advise!"
Wu Mohan squinted his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, and looked at each other coldly.
Lin Yun's complexion, after the opponent sacrificed his martial spirit, was rarely solemn.
Protector Mei had told him that in the future, if he wanted to be promoted to the Celestial Soul Realm, he would have to ensure that his martial soul would not suffer from the original trauma.
The leaders of other sects also understand this.
Unless it is a last resort, even if he would rather lose, he will not sacrifice his martial arts.
If you can come back after three years of losing, your martial soul is damaged, and you will not have the chance to advance to the heavenly soul in this life.
The other party dares to sacrifice martial arts, indicating that he has absolute confidence and can kill himself!
This blood prison magic gun definitely has another mystery.
"This blood prison magic spear, I originally planned to use it as a trump card when I was going to face the young master. If you can let me sacrifice my martial spirit, even if you die, you should be satisfied!"
Wu Mohan held the Blood Prison Spear in his hand, and blood flashed in his eyes. Every word of his seems to be filled with a thick smell of blood, and that kind of intimidating deterrent seems to penetrate people's hearts and bring great fear to people.
boom!
Without giving Lin Yun much time to think about it, the blood prison magic spear in his hand burst out with humming sounds. He stomped heavily on the floor, and immediately picked up the tip of the spear. Under the perfusion of the power of the dragon elephant, a strange blood-colored sound wave erupted.
The sound waves are like ripples, quietly swinging away, sweeping over,
Lin Yun's face darkened slightly, and his soul seemed to jump out under the hum of the blood prison magic spear.
The buzzing in my head is terrifying.
The name of the magic gun is worthy of the name!
call out!
The next moment, Wu Mohan's power of the dragon and elephant surged, turning into a bloody light and rushing in. With a flick of his wrist, lightning-like spears pierced out sharp and cold spears, stabbing Lin Yunxin, mouth, eyes, eyebrows, and other vital points.
"The Seal of the Heavens!"
Lin Yun snorted coldly, forming a seal with his hands, turning his sword into the sky. Thirty-three sword lights supported a majestic and heavy sword intent to resist the opponent's strange sound wave attack.
Then the fists were like swords, and while the fists were dancing, they severely bombarded the sharp spear flowers.
clang clang!
The sharp metal collision sound resounded on the Longmen battle platform, and the two figures intertwined like ghosts. In the blink of an eye, each of them made a frantic shot, and every time they collided, there would be an unusually violent aftermath.
boom!
In midair, the two figures slammed into each other again, the aftermath was turbulent, and a figure was slammed down with a loud noise.
After landing, his face was pale, and he drew hundreds of meters.
It's Lin Yun!
Seeing such a result, the expressions of everyone in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion became extremely solemn.
After Wu Mohan sacrificed his martial spirit, everyone could imagine his strength, but they didn't expect it to be so strong.
However, after fighting more than ten moves, they firmly gained the upper hand.
This blow now hurts Lin Yun even more, knocking him back directly.
The power of the blood prison magic gun is evident.
"Blood Prison Demon Cage!"
In mid-air, Wu Mohan became unforgiving. He condensed mysterious handprints, and the coquettish mysterious light wrapped around the magic spear kept spinning. In the blink of an eye, it turned out to be a fireworks truck, a strange cage stained with blood.
go with!
As soon as the cage appeared, the power of the dragon elephant in Wu Mohan was instantly poured into it. Let this cage be like a substance, and move towards Lin Yun, and suppress it fiercely.
The moment the cage fell, the surrounding air seemed to become heavy and twisted, and all movement techniques became extremely slow.
The Blood Prison Demon Cage kept expanding in Lin Yun's pupils, giving him a very dangerous taste in his cultivation.
Damn, the movement is restricted!
Moving a little bit, Lin Yun felt very difficult. In the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to be trapped in the water and his body was deformed.
"Die!"
Looking at the struggling opponent, Wu Mohan's mouth evoked a cruel smile.
Thousand Machine Seals, palm broken mountains and rivers map!
Lin Yun didn't dare to have any reservations, the sword intent hummed, accompanied by a thundering tiger roar. A huge tiger palm suddenly fell in midair, and it fell swiftly with a thunderous force.
"This is?"
A flash of surprise flashed in Wu Mohan's eyes. This was the tiger palm that fell during the first prince's wedding.
When the tiger palm fell, the blood prison demon cage that fell in the air was immediately divided into four pieces. When the tiger palm landed, the ancient battle platform shook violently, cracks appeared on the hard floor, and there were continuous loud noises and roars.
Under the palm of your hand, it seems that the world is shaking!
"Damn, this is the tiger palm in the wedding turmoil, damn it, didn't you sacrifice it with a secret treasure?"
Wu Mohan's body trembled slightly, and there was a deep sense of surprise in his voice.
"That's not something you need to worry about!"
In the aftermath, the gravitational stickiness that permeated the battle platform disappeared, and Lin Yun burst into the air, appearing in front of Wu Mohan.
Three prints in one!
Immediately, the Vajra Seal, the Void Seal and the Demon Demon Seal, the three seals superimposed on him and burst into a scorching sun-like light. this moment. Lin Yun's body was like a sword, and his whole body was shrouded in dazzling light, and a terrifying aura radiated out.
He can unite the four seals and block Tongyuan's three seals, but that doesn't mean that others can also block it.
This kind of offensive is extremely terrifying, and the light of the overlapping three seals on Lin Yun's body has reached a hundred zhang. But the rays of light are not enough, and it is still frantically devouring and refining the Ziyuan True Essence in the body. Outsiders who see such a scene are stunned.
Especially the people of Xuantian Sect, this time the three seals are unified, obviously much stronger than Tongyuan.
And, more calmly, almost at will.
You must know that such astonishing power, even in the Purple Palace Realm, may not be able to control it freely.
Bang bang bang!
The superimposed power of the three seals caused gusts of gust of wind, and the gust of wind whistled, causing a violent explosion. At the moment, Lin Yun is urging the practice of ancient golden prosperity to the limit and pouring it into the three seals, so that his breath at this moment is not inferior to the other party.
"You also hit me!"
Lin Yun snorted coldly, and smashed the majestic power of the superimposed three seals towards the opponent.
"court death!"
Seeing that Lin Yun's three seals are about to fall, Wu Mohan's eyes turned cold, and the ancient dragon elephant power poured into the magic spear and suddenly burned.
At the moment of burning, his face paled instantly, as if he had paid a price.
For a while, the blood on the blood prison magic gun was like red flames, and it was burning.
"Blood Prison Demon Soul!"
When the blood flames on the magic spear burned to the most fiery, it seemed that some seal in the magic spear had been undone. A huge and hazy blood-colored phantom shrouded Wu Mohan's body.
When the blood shadow enveloped the opponent, the terrifying power superimposed by Lin Yun's three seals also smashed down.
"break!"
Wu Mohan let out a loud shout, and with a bloody aura like the sky, stabbed the magic spear in his hand.
break!
The blood-colored phantom that enveloped him seemed to also burst into a loud voice, carrying the phantom of a magic spear and stabbed it fiercely.
At the moment when the two figures overlapped, all kinds of waves greeted the three marks that fell.
Almost in an instant, an earth-shattering loud noise resounded on this ancient battlefield, and the entire earth trembled at this moment.
This kind of situation is very shocking, and I really did not expect it.
Just in the group stage, such a terrifying confrontation would break out. Before Lin Yun's battle with Tongyuan, it could not reach such a shocking level.
Whoosh!
In the aftermath, Lin Yun's figure was severely shaken back.
He was slightly embarrassed, his face was pale, and there was blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. The dragon elephant armor on his body has been shattered, his body is covered in scars, and his eyes are fixed on the figure of the other party in the dust.
I have to say that this Wu Mohan's strength is indeed remarkable. But when Palm Shattered Mountains and Rivers Map has already injured the opponent, the combination of three seals should be enough to kill the opponent, but I didn't expect to underestimate the opponent.
Fortunately... He didn't go all out, throwing out the superimposed causes of death.
Otherwise, if he can't hurt the other party, he himself will lose too much because of the consumption of true essence.
"You're really difficult to deal with. I've untied the seal of my magic spear, but I still haven't been able to kill you."
After the aftermath dissipated, Wu Mohan's figure gradually became clear, and he looked particularly terrifying with a blood-colored demon soul shrouded in it.
"This demon soul is your real martial soul!"
Lin Yun stared at that illusory and huge demon soul, which made people very uncomfortable.
"Hey, the guess is correct, but the outcome is already divided, give me peace of mind to die!"
The demon soul shrouded in Wu Mohan fluttered in the wind, his blurred face smiled grimly, and he slaughtered Lin Yun fiercely.
Huge demon souls, blood shadows like mountains, fell overwhelmingly. Covering the entire Longmen battlefield, there is not a single trace of it that can be avoided.
This scene is too terrifying, like a ghost of a demon god, opening its huge mouth to swallow Lin Yun whole.
"It's true that the winner is divided, but it's you who loses."
At this moment, a yellow light suddenly condensed on Lin Yun's body, a yellow light burst out, followed by another yellow light, the light was dazzling, as bright as gold.
Immediately afterwards, there was a roar, the wind and clouds rose together, and the sky and the earth paled.
It seems that there is a peerless fierce soul, breaking out of the body!