Chapter 182 Death of the Divine Body (Third Update)
"You are despicable"
Du Shaochang pointed at Su Jie, his pupils dilated and his lips opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something more, but his body no longer allowed him to do so.
Before he could finish a complete sentence, the last vitality of his body dissipated, his energy was cut off, and he fell from the sky to the ground like an eagle with broken wings.
"How despicable! This should be considered a compliment to a demon cultivator."
The corner of Su Jie's mouth curled up, and the swarm of insects held Du Shaochang's body and flew towards Su Jie.
"No!"
Seeing Du Shaochang's death with her own eyes, Mo Shiyao's clear eyes stared blankly ahead, her whole body motionless, and tears had already blurred her eyes.
"Give me back Senior Brother Du."
After she came to her senses, Mo Shiyao held the guqin and played it with both hands, emitting mysterious heavenly sounds, transforming into a handful of magical weapons, trying to snatch back Du Shaochang's body.
"If you want to get the body back, first try to see if you can get through the insect swarm."
Su Jie spoke like a villain, while swallowing pills to restore his dry spiritual power, he mobilized insect swarms to block the Miaoyin Divine Soldier.
Buzz!
The human-faced moths formed a sparse swarm, the White-bone Heavenly Evil Sword roared, and there were only a few thousand ghosts left, and even the blood river could not be built.
Although Du Shaochang was killed, Su Jie also suffered heavy losses. Now only Thousand-Handed Centipede still maintains strong combat effectiveness.
Mo Shiyao took action decisively, and pieces of phantom sound weapons flew towards her.
The white-bone Tiansha Sword faced the enemy and flew straight towards Mo Shiyao, while the ghost covered each piece of phantom sound weapon.
Zheng!
The sound of the piano came in waves, and the sound waves formed a round bell that was clasped above Mo Shiyao's head.
The white bone Tiansha Sword flew into the surface of the round clock, half of the sword tip had pierced through, and the sharp sword energy was revealed, causing a blood stain to appear in the middle of Mo Shiyao's eyebrows, just shy of piercing her head.
It was obvious that her body was severely overdrawn from the fight with Ning Xinyue just now, and her body has not recovered yet.
"Girl Ning, come on!"
Su Jie shouted to Ning Xinyue, while he was distracted from dealing with those phantom sound weapons.
"You know how to call me."
Ning Xinyue puffed up her cheeks angrily, but after all, she still took action.
With one palm seal, Ning Xinyue used the Five Elements Demon-Suppressing Grand Hand Seal.
A foot-wide handprint shining with the luster of five-color glass was slapped on the round clock, causing a few more cracks on the surface of the clock body.
clang! clang! clang!
Ning Xinyue clapped her palms continuously, and the spiritual power in her body surged. This time she did not use the Five Elements Suppressing Demons Grand Mudra, but mobilized the special frost air brought by her Xuanyin body to form streams of ice air, flowing in the round bell. Layers upon layers of ice are frozen on the surface.
Under the low temperature, even if Mo Shiyao kept fiddling with the strings to add strength to the sonic clock, it was still to no avail. There were more and more cracks on it.
At the same time, Su Jie arrived on the Thousand-Handed Centipede, preparing to solve this last trouble.
Bang!
The Thousand-Handed Centipede's huge body hit the sonic round clock, becoming the last straw that broke the camel's back. The round clock exploded, and light waves scattered all over the ground.
Mo Shiyao, who was biting her cherry lips, knew that the end was over.
The two-on-two had failed before, but now she was the only one left. How could she save the defeat in one-on-two?
If she had that ability, Du Shaochang would not have died just now.
Whoosh! Mo Shiyao picked up the guqin, and Miaoman's body seemed to turn into sonic rainbow light, flying in the hands of the pale corpses photographed one after another, and escaped.
Snap!
Su Jie turned his head sideways to avoid the flying sonic rainbow light, and countless terrifying corpse hands, human-faced moths and flying swords followed his thoughts and chased him away.
The blow failed, so Mo Shiyao held the guqin and wanted to play another song. "Who is so presumptuous here?"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the distance.
I saw a demon fox stepping on the void and running towards me from the horizon.
"Su Jie, I, Mo Shiyao, will not let you go. Sooner or later, I will use your head to worship Senior Brother Du."
Mo Shiyao finally gave up. On her beautiful face, her eyes were filled with tears. She looked at Su Jie with great resentment, as if she wanted to remember Su Jie's appearance deeply.
As soon as she finished speaking, she abruptly cut the strings, destroying the guqin and stimulating a light wave inside. Her body was also enveloped by the light wave, and then she flew away into the distance and escaped into the dense forest.
"Hoo!"
Su Jie breathed a sigh of relief, and after Mo Shiyao left, he slumped down on the back of Thousand-Handed Centipede.
Waves of severe pain shot through my mind, as if countless steel needles were stuck in my head.
The Zixiao Thunder relied on the power of the divine soul to blast out so many blasts in succession that Su Jie himself was at the end of his strength and on the verge of his physical limit.
Coupled with the depleted spiritual power in his body, the sparse insect swarms and flying swords, Mo Shiyao still maintains her fighting power, and it is impossible for Su Jie to catch up.
When the war was over, Thousand-Handed Centipede took Su Jie to the ground and stayed by Su Jie's side.
Ning Xinyue ran over and saw Thousand-Handed Centipede grinning and staring at her with cold insect eyes.
"Xiao Qian, I'm here to help him treat him."
Ning Xinyue approached cautiously, and finally got Thousand-Handed Centipede's approval. She approached Su Jie, took out the jade bottle, and poured out two pills.
"My two thousand-year-old chalcedony pills are medium-grade pills and have very good healing effects."
This was the first time for Ning Xinyue to see Su Jie so sluggish. The pressure brought by Du Shaochang was too strong. His divine power was like a vast ocean and his body was ridiculously strong. Although she had awakened Xuanyin body, her combat experience was too little. , if he faced Du Shaochang, let alone win, he would be considered successful if he could escape.
"It can't be poison."
Su Jie sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating to restore the disordered inner breath in his body.
"Humph, forget it if you don't eat."
Ning Xinyue raised her little head proudly.
"Trust me once."
Su Jie smelled the faint medicinal fragrance of these two elixirs, and the damaged meridians in his body were like rain after a long drought, nourishing them and starting to improve.
After being convinced, Su Jie took the elixir and swallowed it.
The effect took effect quickly. The pain in Su Jie's brain improved a lot, and the damaged meridians were constantly being repaired.
At this time, there was movement in the sky again, and a demon fox fell from the sky.
Several figures jumped off the demon fox's back, and the first one was Xiao Fengyuan, whom they had met once before, and several of his teammates.
"It was the corpse-hand man Tu Sujie."
"Why did it end up like this?"
"This area is going to be bombed to pieces. What kind of enemy is fighting him!"
Several demon cultivators looked at the dilapidated environment around them. There were large pits every tens of meters on the ground, and the inside was scorched earth with smoke rising from it, as if it had been bombarded by a group of heavy artillery. It was caused by the Zixiao Sky Thunder.
Such a tragic environment shocked them. What kind of level of confrontation would it take to destroy the environment to such an extent.
(End of chapter)