Chapter 512 The Unparalleled Supreme Yuanying in the World
Not only Lan Nuhua, but also another Demon Sect monk in red looked at the cyan thunder striking down one after another, causing the body-protecting treasure light to shake and cracks appeared. , his big watery eyes were full of shock, and his expression changed several times in succession. Finally, he gritted his teeth and pointed with his hand, and a simple lantern with a human face and a dragon pattern slowly rose from the cloud above the top door.
As soon as it appeared, a dim light was emitted, as if coming from the underworld of hell. Figures appeared all around, wearing shackles and lowered their heads. They were men, women, old and young, all stained with blood.
This human-faced magic lantern is a rare treasure he got from the elders in the sect. It was originally a Taoist weapon, but later due to a catastrophe, the true spirit of this treasure was forcibly destroyed, thus The level has fallen, and the power is gone. But even so, the essence of this lamp still exists, which is not comparable to ordinary mysterious weapons.
After the red-clothed Demon Sect monk offered up the human-faced lamp, he smacked himself in front of him vigorously and exhaled a breath of turbid air. The light on the lamp was dim and bright, and among the silhouettes around him, several were blurred. When it became clear, it looked like his hands were hanging in front of his knees, he raised his head, his eyes were cold white and lifeless.
With such a figure, their eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the thunder and fall directly on Zhou Qing's body. A kind of tangible and insubstantial evil was imbued with it, making people dazzled and falling into hell. It was difficult to extricate themselves.
"Huh?"
Zhou Qing, who was using his magical power of infinite void thunder, felt that his eyes were dark and dizzy, but his other spirit immediately came out, replacing it one by one, It was broken, and the clarity returned to the eyes.
"What magic weapon?"
Zhou Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the human-faced lantern offered by the red-clothed Demon Sect monk. This magic weapon of the other party directly attacked the monk's spiritual consciousness. It is really remarkable that Zhi Wuying can actually enchant the mind through the circle of spiritual light set in his spiritual consciousness.
In other words, he was born with two spirits, otherwise, he might be caught off guard.
Compared with Xuanmen’s uprightness, Demon Sect’s methods are weird and unpredictable. If you are not careful, you will easily fall into the trap!
“Unexpectedly, there was no meritorious attack in one blow.”
Zhou Qing was surprised. The red-clothed Demon Sect monk was shocked on the spot. The innocent soul on his human-faced lamp had an extraordinary origin. If he didn’t take action, he would Already, every time I take a shot, I will hit it. Until now, I have almost never missed. This is the first time.
At this moment, the edge of the dim yellow halo on the human-faced lamp flickered, and then several figures suddenly turned around and looked at the red-clothed Demon Sect monks. Gray and white, like long invisible nails, driving into people's consciousness.
"Oops."
The red-clothed demon sect monk suddenly thought of something, and his heart palpitated. He quickly cut off a strand of his divine will, and took the initiative to send it to the human face lamp. Several clear lines Among the figures, he let out a sigh of relief when he saw those figures turning from reality to emptiness again.
He almost forgot that this magic weapon will definitely hurt the soul. If it cannot hurt the soul of others, it will have backlash. The owner of the magic weapon must raise it to raise the resentful soul.
Once the resentful souls remain hungry, great terror may come!
However, although the red-robed Demon Sect monk avoided the horrific incident on the human-faced lamp, he took the initiative to cut off his divine will to feed the resentful spirits. The aura on his body changed instantly and declined suddenly, and he was immediately noticed by Zhou Qing. aware.
"Duh."
Zhou Qing saw this, with murderous intent in his eyes. He let out a long roar, and the cloud above the door shook, and Nascent Soul escaped from inside. It was more than ten feet high. The cloud-cut beaded dress has long frost-condensed sleeves, and the stars in the sky behind it are dragging in. The afterglow tears the atmosphere, and the three colors shine together, making it dazzling.
As soon as the three-color Nascent Soul emerged, it stepped on the nebula, held a treasure gourd, and had seven-colored light in its eyes, dyeing the surrounding void with a layer of brilliant color, as if the whole space had become different. . Faintly, it even forms a strange magnetic field that spreads around, allowing the people covered to feel the difference it imposes on them!
“What kind of Nascent Soul is this?”
The three Nascent Soul cultivators from the Demon Sect looked at the clear light falling on them. Even in the face of the thunder in the sky, they couldn't help but look at each other with shock on their faces.
Unlike the elixirs of Chengdan, Yuanying has a strict division into nine grades. The gap between Yuanying among monks does exist, but it is not that obvious.
But now, facing the Nascent Soul sacrificed by the disciples of Zhenyi Sect who were fighting with them, they clearly sensed the obvious gap and couldn't hide it.
In front of this powerful Nascent Soul of the True One Sect, their own Nascent Soul was as fragile as a baby, trembling in the face of a very strong adult.
“How could this happen?”
Even though it was clearly in front of them, they still couldn't believe that such a powerful Nascent Soul could not exist in this world!
After Zhou Qing released his Nascent Soul, he directly communicated with the vitality of heaven and earth, allowing his magical power of infinite void thunder to reach a higher level. Looking from a distance, within a radius of several hundred miles, there were rolling cyan thunders, one after another. Thunder struck down in a steady stream, each one containing the power of destruction and annihilating life.
Under his control, many thunderbolts even formed a thread, like a ray of light, focusing on the Nascent Soul cultivator of the red-clothed Demon Sect. He even controlled the Dragon Locking Stake, which was at the level of his natal magic weapon and mystical weapon, and turned it into a cyan dragon that shuttled through the thunder, locking the Nascent Soul monk in red and restricting his movements.
Kill him while he is sick!
“Help me!”
In the consciousness of the cultivator of the red-clothed Demon Sect, a ball of bright color exploded. It was so pale that he felt like he was facing the fear of being shattered to pieces at any time in the face of the mighty power of heaven. He couldn't help but ask his two companions for help.
Seeing that the demon sect monks in red, who had always been extremely arrogant and arrogant, shouted for help, Lan Nuhua and the demon sect monk with the second level of Yuan Ying immediately broke out, and one of them poured all their magic power into the The precious umbrella above his head suddenly opened, and a stream of black energy shot out from the tip of the umbrella, heading straight for Zhou Qing. The other person used his magical power, flicking his hand, and shot out a dark thunder.
His thunder method is different from the upright and unstoppable thunder of the infinite void, but it is silent and has a kind of fear coming from the darkest.
They have determined that the disciple of the Shinichi Sect in front of them is the most difficult monk of the same realm they have ever encountered in their lives, and now they are going all out.
What we have to do now is to rescue our companion and let him recover as soon as possible, and then the three of them will truly join forces to surround and kill this Shinichi disciple.
Zhou Qing was well aware of their plans. The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Red-clothed Demon Sect whom he was attacking with all his strength was at his weakest moment. Once he relaxed his offensive, it would be equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain. Even if he is not afraid of the three of them really joining forces, it will obviously be a lot of trouble.
"Three methods."
Zhou Qing's eyes were calm. He moved the Yuanying on the top of the door and offered another mysterious weapon, the Oriental Lotus Flag. He rolled it gently to block the Yin thunder. He also used his magical power to erode the cold water. Three hundred and sixty-five ice-blue water droplets shot out, sealing the black air. At the same time, the thunder cloud moved, and an unprecedentedly strong cyan thunder swept across, wrapping the red-clothed Demon Sect monk inside, annihilating the opponent's vitality.
(End of this chapter)