"He's going to burn his blood."
Outside the formation, Chen Mo became increasingly calm.
Although the ambush of Nascent Soul was unexpected and the original one person became two, the good thing is that neither of them is proficient in formations.
Otherwise, once they cooperate with their strength, all the disciples of Xianwu Sect will die here!
Although there is a desire to die, death is not what people want after all.
Naturally, the red snake demon could clearly see everything in the formation. He immediately sent a message to Song Yunxi, saying: "You don't have to worry about dealing with the other one!"
Their tacit understanding is not just a matter of one or two sentences. I can explain it clearly.
The two people have known each other for more than 20 years, starting from the mysterious cave of Shennong's Secret Realm.
It can be said that they get along day and night, and they already know each other's behavior style and cultivation ability.
As soon as the red snake demon transmitted his message, Song Yunxi understood what he meant.
On the other side, Chen Mo also knows the importance of timing. The faster he can capture these two people at this time, the more damage to the disciples of the Xianwu Sect can be minimized!
If you are timid because you are worried about the death of these disciples, the result will only be a complete collapse.
Faced with Hua Jue's fearlessness of death, the Xianwu Sect disciples also ignored life and death.
They kept flashing and attacking regardless of the enemies behind them, just so that the dragon demon blood whip could hit the opponent even once!
Under the shadow of the whip in the sky, Tong Qifei flickered and moved, but he was still hit by the whip.
But at this moment, seeing that a large number of casualties were about to occur among the disciples of the Xianwu Sect, Hua Jue's body froze, and his consciousness, which was originally a little confused due to the impact of energy and blood, suddenly became chaotic.
“Not good!”
Tong Qifei suddenly realized that something was wrong.
He forgot that there is an enemy with powerful consciousness!
Because of this, the more Huajue burns Qi and blood, the easier it is to be controlled!
In the blink of an eye, he had already made a decision. If he wanted to escape smoothly, he must resist the control of the other party's consciousness.
He held his breath and stared, and instantly shot the silk thread in his hand towards Hua Jue.
However, a large seal fell from the sky and instantly hit Tong Qifei's position.
Before he had time to react, a ring-shaped magic weapon rose into the air and resisted the falling force of the earth-shaking seal.
Although the treasure weapon is powerful, it is not as powerful as magical powers.
Unless there are very special circumstances, Tong Qifei and Hua Jue prefer to use their fists to solve problems.
But liking it doesn’t mean you don’t have it!
As a low-grade treasure, the ring finally withstood the falling force of the ground-covering seal.
And his magical power was successfully applied to Huajue.
Sooner than later, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the chaotic land. The same position, the same technique, even though Tong Qifei had been prepared, it was still impossible to prevent it.
The Suppressing Dragon Sword thrust out, but there was no feeling like Hua Jue's sword was being engulfed. Instead, after a golden sound, a few sparks flashed out.
A hedgehog in French armor?
The quality is not low!
Can resist the Dragon Suppressing Sword forcefully.
Song Yunxi also left with one strike. He had no nostalgia at all. Regardless of whether he succeeded or not, he would come back from the darkness and go back to the darkness.
This is the rule he set for himself, and it is also the result of countless deductions in the Great Sun Book.
There will be opportunities. As long as he relies on the demon disintegration technique, he can appear in the shadow of the enemy at any time!
Unless...it's dark.
But Chen Mo is here? Will it make it dark?
Boom!
Tong Qifei felt a sweetness in his throat, and when he regained consciousness, the man had been punched and sent flying.
If it weren’t for the protection of the treasure robes on his body, he might have been killed by this move!
Flying upside down, he realized that it was over! it's all over.
Seeing Hua Jue moving forward again, Tong Qifei was heartbroken.
He didn't understand why the people who took action were obviously far inferior to them, but with the blessing of the formation and the coordination of means, they were suppressed to the point where they were unable to fight back.
Is the other party’s consciousness strong?
It's very strong, but it can't affect him yet.
Is the assassin strong?
If there is no other person, thing, or thing to attract his attention, he may easily kill the other party just by selling a flaw. But now?
Nothing went as he imagined.
Everything seems to be going into each other's rhythm.
Boom!
After a loud noise...
Hua Jue's fist stopped in mid-air.
His body began to break down.
At the critical moment, he still controlled himself and did not kill his teammates.
However, it was too late.
The moment the loud noise was made, Song Yunxi had already appeared behind Tong Qifei. This time, the Suppressing Dragon Sword did not thrust out, but cut off the opponent's head with a horizontal sword.
Phew!
Outside the formation, Chen Mo breathed a long sigh of relief.
It’s over, it’s finally over!
Life and death hang on a thread, but in the end there is a near miss.
He originally wanted to withdraw from the formation and appease the disciples of Xianwu Sect, but the next scene made him frown.
Almost instantly, Chen Mo changed his formation, separated the remaining seventy or so Xianwu Sect disciples, and temporarily blocked their sight with illusions.
In Chen Mo's field of vision, Song Yunxi turned into a thick black mist, wrapping the two still warm corpses, and a large amount of spiritual energy spurted out from their bodies and Nascent Soul.
Tong Qifei, who originally wanted to use the corpse to resurrect the soul and escape with the Nascent Soul, was even more horrified!
“Demon?!”
“This is the devil?!”
This was Tong Qifei’s last thought.
Without his body, he soon became the spiritual energy in Song Yunxi's "belly".
Time passes little by little.
Chen Mo is always paying attention to the changes in the formation.
The disciples of Xianwu Sect stared with bated breath. They did not know that the enemy had been killed and the crisis had been resolved. At this time, they were still on high alert, waiting for the master's order.
Song Yunxi, on the other hand, desperately absorbed the realm of the two mid-Nascent Soul monks.
The first, second and third levels of Nascent Soul!
Finally, he stopped at the fourth level of Nascent Soul.
Reach to the sky in one step.
Three levels in one breath!
Song Yunxi, whose Yuanying was only half a year old, actually entered the middle stage of Yuanying in less than a cup of tea.
What a terrifying breakthrough is this?
And this once again verified his conjecture.
The Demonic Disintegration Technique is definitely a powerful magic technique!
After it is completed, it can swallow up the heaven and the earth, elixirs, golden elixirs, Yuanying, anything with pure spiritual energy can be swallowed and absorbed by it and transformed into its own realm.
Such a skill is destined to cause a bloody storm.
The black fog dissipated, and a headless corpse with cracked flesh lay quietly on the ground.
Song Yunxi picked up their clothes and storage rings and quickly escaped into the darkness.
When he reappeared, he was already beside Chen Mo.
“Congratulations to Brother Song!”
Three levels in one day is worth celebrating.
However, Song Yunxi looked at Chen Mo solemnly and said seriously: "Third brother, what I want to say is, unless it is absolutely necessary, do not practice the Demon Disintegration Technique anymore!" (End of Chapter)